Chapter 89

"if zhenmen loses his biography, he will surely be angry and will certainly surround and kill the murderer, but will Yimen sit back and ignore it? Therefore, we will try our best to rescue you. Do you have any idea for the fourth generation elder martial brother? " A deep voice sounded.

"I think it's best to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight."

"No more?"

"No more."

"When we practice the word" gen "in our school, it means to stop when it is in danger. If it is pure, it will be in danger. If you keep quiet, you can avoid disaster." The master stopped for a moment.

All the monks nodded in secret, only the young monk's honest face had some puzzled expression.

"But when the time stops, it stops, and when the time changes, it should change with the situation. Practicing this method is not to make you become a mountain."

The master's voice was a little loud.

"Eight years ago, elder Wei didn't pay attention to it. He was killed by his traitor, and then he betrayed his family. Two other disciples of elder Wei went after him and killed one and another. Can you find out where he was?"

The headmaster's thinking leaps very fast. He suddenly mentions the event eight years ago from the martial arts, which makes the young monk a little unable to respond.

"Report to the headmaster, I haven't found a trace of more than half a minute."

"Hum! Wu Siyi, Wu Siyi, don't always think that if you hide your talent and keep your back, you can get the benefit of the fisherman. There are so many monks and so many talents in the world. What's the significance of cultivating immortals into cold-blooded cultivation? "

"Nalian has been dead for a long time. The most likely way to kill him is Yi Heng of Yimen. Yimen wind is fearless. With his talent, cultivation, strategy and bearing, he has become the first Qi refining period in the cultivation of immortals.

Now there are such characters as Yi Heng, and you still want to sit on the mountain to watch the tiger fight? " The headmaster's eyes were fixed on the young friar, and he said slowly. His eyes seemed to see through the young monk.

"What does the master mean?" Wu Siyi thought for a while, but also in his heart. His simple and honest face finally became serious, and his eyes were bright.

"Even if you are a rebellious disciple of our sect, you can't let outsiders interfere. In the realm of cultivating immortals, you must show your edge when you should.

In recent years, you've been doing things in a perfunctory way, shaking the door, playing tricks and repairing in a loose way. But you have lost your prestige instead of making a profit. Can you afford it? "

Wu Siyi pondered with the door master's words. His sweat began to run down. He heard the last sentence, "bang" and knelt on the ground.

"Please punish me."

"To cultivate immortals, we should cultivate a body of blood, and cultivate a sense of responsibility and pride. Chen Shoutian, who shocked the door, and fearlessly changed the door style, were all heroes.

And no matter what the strategy is? But just by being warm-blooded and shouldering the title of senior brother, what about you? "

The master of the gate roared, shaking the whole hall seemed to shake.

"I understand that I should try my best to raise the prestige of our school this time."

"If we don't take part in such a lively event, will it be less exciting to change the gate? Wu Siyi, I promise you to mobilize all the forces under the foundation of our gate to rush to the misty forest immediately.

It's up to you to decide whether to kill or to rescue, but we must carry on the power of our sect, and we should not do the grass that sways with the wind. "

"In accordance with the main law of the door." Wu Siyi yelled, his low face flushed, as if his blood was boiling.

But the name of the room is not a symbol of the heaven.

"Lu Daoyou, it's not easy for us to practice in this situation. Do we really want to go through this muddy water?" A hoarse voice sounded, and an old friar in black, with gray hair, opened his mouth.

"Sha Daoyou, it's not that we have to join in, but the more chaotic the fairyland is, the more opportunities we have to think about when our free cultivation appeared?" The old friar at the head opened his eyes and said.

"Lu Daoyou is right. A hundred years ago, we changed our door by three points, and our skills were exposed. If not, I would have become a cup of loess." Said another grey friar.

"It's just like this. This time, we will not give up. If one is not good, it is estimated that it will lead to a sectarian war. However, with Gen gate nearby, the battle will only stop. If we are also involved, hum!" Monk Lu stopped for a moment.

"What will happen?" The monk asked in a hurry.

"Under the balance of power, there is only fighting."

"What do you mean? We're going to look like we're even? "

The friar did not understand, and asked again.

"Yes, there is no possibility of compromise in zhenmen Yimen, but Gen gate is nearby. In any case, these two gates will be restrained.

However, if we join one party at random, the gen gate will join the other side. At this time, the power of the three legs has been broken and will become two tigers in one mountain. But how can a mountain hold two tigers? "

"Lu Daoyou is brilliant. Which party should we join

The monk Lu thought about it for a while, but it was also a headache. Judging from the strength on the surface, the two sides were almost the same, which was really a dilemma."In this case, it's urgent to focus on the forest and clear up all the fog."

"It's true that the bigger the disturbance, the more uncontrollable, the more favorable our free cultivation will be. Alas, but Yi Heng, the Yi gate, is really powerful. Now he has become the first person to practice Qi refining in the fairyland. Even the wind is fearless, Chen Shoutian and Wu Siyi are a little shorter."

"No matter how powerful it is? Once we start to make trouble, we will build our own foundation. In this way, we will have no life? "

Yi Heng, who is fleeing, does not expect that he has become the focus of several parties. At this time, he is lightly leaping over a big stone and standing on the ground, carefully surveying Liuyun shoes.

"I can't imagine that these shoes are really good. They use less spiritual power and run fast. They are suitable for driving in this forest. I don't know how many people are following behind them?"

He was a little surprised to hear that there was no movement behind him.

But in an instant he turned back and continued to move forward. The speed was like floating forward, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Three days later in the morning, a group of monks in yellow flew to the entrance of the misty forest and landed, headed by a young monk who looked confident and cautious.

The monks who guarded the entrance from below rushed up and called out one after another.

"I've met elder martial brother Chen."

"It's very nice to see you all. I'm going to avenge you this time." It turns out that this is Chen Shoutian, the elder martial brother of the fourth generation of zhenmen.

After being woken up in the hall by the head of the gate several times, Chen Shoutian seems to have changed his mind and made any decisions without being arbitrary.

Although occasionally still show a look, but compared to the past, in the strategy in dealing with things more mature.

Originally, the earthquake gate was not far away from here, but in order to make full preparations, it was delayed for several days. Fortunately, these days were not wasted.

He made a variety of predictions about what was going to happen, all of which had coping strategies. He also made an in-depth investigation into the disciples of the yimenggen sect.