Chapter 1993

Most of the people in the ethnic group are hostile to Yang Ping. Perhaps it is because of the strength of the great sage realm. No one really cares. If it were not for the support of Wu Yue and the desperate efforts of the mountain owner, it is likely to clean up Yang Ping directly.

Worry flashed in Wu Yue's eyes.

The mountain Lord's response was unexpected. She thought that there would be new hope if she brought Yang Ping. Wu Yue didn't expect the mountain Lord to take the lead in making trouble. She not only did not hide her rejection of Wu Jialing's descendants, but even didn't hesitate to open a Presbyterian meeting to forcibly expel them.

"Don't worry, there's me." Wu Yue's comforting voice came in her ear. Yang Ping smiled and looked up at the ancestral hall. The ethnic groups in the small world in the hinterland of the mountain look secret. In fact, they have long been peeped by Changsheng mountain. The palm of Yin-Yang palm sect fell, killing and injuring most of the people in the ancestral hall

There are many coffins outside, with corpses, old people, children and women.

"Come in."

An old voice came from the ancestral hall, full of unquestionable tone.

Wu Yue frowned. She didn't seem to like the owner of the voice. She took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "no matter what happens later, don't fight. The ethnic group can't stand the toss."

Yang Ping was silent.

Wu Yue was disappointed. Yang Ping's reaction worried her. The atmosphere of the ancestral hall was very serious. It didn't look like welcoming new hope, but with a strong hostility. The icy smell filled the air, and the two stepped into the ancestral hall.

When Yang Ping stepped into the threshold, it was extremely cold. This was not murderous, but a pure air of ice attribute. It showed that the ancestral temple was in the most original water rule, and someone controlled an ice attribute rule.

Outside the ancestral hall, it was just a wooden building, but after entering, I found that the world inside was much wider than expected.

Icicles stand tall, and the floor glitters with cold luster. A statue in Tsing Yi falls in the deepest place. Even in the dark, it still exudes dazzling luster. The figures like wooden stakes are hidden in the dark and integrated with the surrounding environment. A statue is sealed inside each icicle

The wild beast may erupt at any time and bite people.

The mountain Lord knelt on the futon under the Tsing Yi statue and looked pious.

In front of the mountain Lord was an old man in white robe, leaning on a leading crutch with bright eyes, who fell on Wu Yue and Yang Ping. His face was expressionless and could not see joy and anger, but his breath was extremely strong and terrible, which was even more terrible than the mountain Lord.

The middle peak of the heavenly king.

The ice attribute rules of the ancestral hall should be controlled by the old man, because with his breathing, the rules inside the ancestral hall are circulating and connected with the wild beasts in the icicle.

Yang Ping has a feeling that the old man can play 200% of his combat effectiveness in the ancestral hall.

"Mu Lao."

Wu Yue came forward and bowed, "fortunately, I didn't disgrace my life. I'll bring back the descendants of Wu Jialing. In the future, we don't have to shrink here anymore. We can go out to meet the new life."

The old man didn't answer, but looked at Yang Ping.

Boom!

At the moment when the old man stared at Yang Ping, an extremely terrible cold invaded his body, wanted to occupy his body, and then control his mind. The attack was so secret that Wu Yue didn't notice it.

Yang Ping raised her eyebrows and became angry.

If you don't agree, you attack.

The old man's heart is punishable.

Yang Ping wanted to fight, but his mind moved and let the cold control his body.

The old man narrowed his eyes, flashed a bright light in his eyes, showed a long lost smile, nodded and said, "Wu Yue, you did a good job, hard work."

Wu Yue was overjoyed and said, "Mu Lao, do you support me?"

"Nonsense!"

Without waiting for Mr. Mu's answer, the mountain master stood up, frowned coldly and scolded, "Wu Yue, you're not a three-year-old child. Just listen to the story of Wu Jialing's heirs' redemption. Do you really think Wu Jialing can come back?"

Wu Yue was furious.

The mountain master sneered and disdained to say, "I've got the news. Wu Jialing has long been far away from the world dimension and went to a place no one knows. Because they know that they are not the opponent of the will of the universe, they choose to give up confrontation." "Now they live happily, but we, we are in the cloud world, people are not people, ghosts are not ghosts, and we can't leave the world. It's all because we listened to the bewitchment of Wu Jialing, resulting in heavy ethnic losses. You still believe in ghosts

Words? "

"Presumptuous!" Wu Yue interrupted the mountain master with a gloomy face and clenched her teeth. "Wujialing is our hope. If wujialing hadn't led us to resist, we would have been killed by the will of the universe and couldn't live now.

Mountain master, you not only don't appreciate wujialing, but also resent. Is it your way to command the ethnic group to repay virtue with resentment? "The mountain master looked ugly and said coldly," at least we can live, or there is hope. Who knows in the future? On the contrary, it's you who brought this man back. Changsheng mountain issued a wanted notice, and no one dared to cover up, but you brought trouble to the ethnic group

A fatal crisis! "

Wu Yue was very angry and said in a cold voice, "I misunderstood you. I shouldn't have supported you as the mountain master at the beginning. I was greedy for life and afraid of death."

The mountain Lord will argue.

Mu Lao shook his head and sighed, "no more disputes. In the ancestral temple, all ancestors are watching. What's your style?"

The mountain Lord and Wu Yue shut up. Mu Lao looked at Yang Ping in a peaceful tone. He couldn't see the sinister before. He smiled and said, "after all, you have a deep connection with us. Wu Yue must have her idea when she brought you back, but she can't represent everyone. Yang Ping, right? For the sake of

Express our high respect for wujialing. Stay here. "

The mountain master turned pale and hurriedly said, "Mu Lao, you can't!"

Old Mu glanced at the mountain master lightly, and the cold light burst out.

The mountain Lord only felt his back cool, as if all the chill in the ancestral hall were concentrated behind him, forming a mountain oppression, which could not help changing color. But he soon thought that Mu was consistent with his position and showed a strange smile.

"Yes, it's best to stay."

The mountain master smiled and looked at Wu Yue's look, full of strangeness.

Wu Yue felt uneasy and had a bad feeling. "Mr. mu, Yang Ping is our hope and the only hope. We can't avoid it all the time. It's useless to avoid it. Once we lose the extreme, Changsheng mountain won't let us go." Wu Yue tried to persuade him, hoping that Mr. mu can

Support him.

If even Mu Lao doesn't support it, the whole ethnic group will give up hope.

Wu Yue will never allow anyone to destroy her dream.

"Vote."

Mu Lao sighed, pretending to be melancholy, glanced around and said faintly, "the Presbyterian Council is the decision-making center of the ethnic group and determines the future of the ethnic group. Whether we support Wu Yue or not, we began to decide."

"Wu Yue is too naive and unrealistic. I think life is very good now, so I disagree."

"The mountain master is considerate. I support the mountain master."

"Yang Ping's strength is too weak to see hope at all. There is only a dead end to go out..."

“……”

The elders supported the mountain master, and Wu Yue's face was very ugly.

Old Mu smiled and said, "Wu Yue, the Presbyterian Council is fair. Since it has been decided, you must obey unconditionally. Well, since Yang Ping is a guest, let him go to the five elements building to have a rest."

Five element building!

When Wu Yue heard the name, her face changed and she lost her voice and said, "Mu Lao, the five element building is the place where prisoners are imprisoned. How can you treat Yang Ping like this? He is the descendant of Wu Jialing!"

She thinks Mu Lao is crazy.

Mu said faintly, "this is a resolution. If you resist, it is tantamount to betraying the ethnic group!"

A hot anger flashed in Wu Yue's eyes.

These fools really think that if they hand over Yang Ping, will Changsheng mountain let them go?

When Wu Yue was ready to resist, a hand fell on her sealed arm. Yang Ping shook her head slightly, smiled, then stared at Mu Lao and said faintly, "are you finished?"

Mu Lao squints.

The mountain Lord sneered. Yang Ping sighed, his eyes filled with disappointment, but was soon replaced by a peerless killing machine. He said indifferently, "a group of idiots really think they control everything. Don't say your strength is very weak. Even if you are the immortal ancestor, I Yang Ping acted all my life. Why should I explain to anyone!"