Chapter 796

Old seven's words in tears were finally heard by these big men blinded by the war.

The Ming King's tone softened and said, "old seven, you always think much and think far, but the army is about to go to war. Is there any reason to turn back when you open your bow?"

Old seven bit his teeth.

There's no turning back when the shit opens its bow. To put it bluntly, it's still greedy. The fat meat of the magic weapon sect comes to his mouth. If you want to resist eating, you really need an extraordinary forbearance and restraint.

Obviously, I don't have this forbearance.

The second elder brother, as the right-hand man of the patriarch and the role of a dog's head, stood up and said, "Your Majesty, old seven is right, but we should see both the danger and the opportunity."

The patriarch's eyes were slightly bright: "you go on."

The second brother smiled and said, "there is no doubt that the magic weapon sect is the weakest of the seven sects. Their ancestors are very smart and use" avoiding the world "to avoid disasters. This move is very clever. Under the checks and balances of the six sects, there is no reason to move them.

But Mo Qinghai was dizzy, took the initiative to seek birth, and chose us for Liwei's goal. It's not taking the initiative to deliver benefits to the door. We can't catch it, and other sects will catch it. It's not right to look ahead and back! "

"Well said!"

Old eight stood up and said loudly. He didn't forget to look at old seven with proud eyes.

The old seven didn't bother to talk to this guy and expressed different opinions: "this is bad. The magic weapon sect is not weak. Whoever starts first will become the target of the public. The balance between the seven sects has been for tens of thousands of years. There must be its truth. We can't rush to break the balance."

The second brother said coldly, "seize the opportunity and go up against the difficulties! Old seven, you are good at everything. You just think too much. Look ahead and backward, and you will find it difficult to retreat in the face of difficulties. It is difficult to achieve great things!"

This is very serious, even personal attack.

But none of the others helped to speak, and they all looked at Lao Qi with "indeed" eyes. The alienation in their expression was very obvious.

Boom!

A stream of blood rushed up his head, and old seven's eyes were red.

What did he work hard for?

Isn't it for this sect, for everyone present?

What did he get?

Cold rejection, ruthless ridicule!

When the second brother saw the old seven staring at himself, he suddenly became angry and shouted, "just say a few words and play a temper. Do you still have my second brother in your eyes?"

Old seven sneered, "I think you are the second brother, but do you have old seven in your eyes? And you, who regards me as the seventh brother? If people don't talk secretly, you don't respect me, don't blame me for not respecting you!"

"What are you talking about?!" the second brother was furious and pointed to the seventh, "in front of the big brother, have the seed to say what you just said again?"

Old seven really went out of his way and said in front of the patriarch: "do you know what happens at the foot of the mountain every day, what actions are taken by the main doors, and what is the situation on the east bank? You don't know anything. You always like to pretend to be in control of the world all day long. Who can see it?"

"Old seven, you..."

Before the second brother finished, he was interrupted. The seventh asked, "last month, I wanted to follow the example of Xinmo Valley and lead the fairy net into Mingwang mountain. What did you say?"

"I..."

Old seven interrupted him again with his mouth like a machine gun and said: "you show that Wangshan is a holy place. How can you lead out such vulgar things! Secular things? Ha ha, you just want to make money with it, but you don't see its real value.

Even the hawkers in Dawang city know that you can know the world's major events by going to the immortal bar for a morning. Now the whole East bank is discussing Tianyan armour. You are going to face their commander directly, but your eyes are black.

If you really want to go to the battlefield, what should you do when you encounter Tianyan armour? What are their weaknesses? How many are they? Where is its strength limit? What is its escape ability?

You don't know anything. You can only say some specious empty words here. Don't you feel ashamed? Are you really not afraid of the jokes of the disciples? "

A series of censures, without any kindness.

The second brother's whole face turned red. It seemed that he was very angry. He said in a trembling voice, "old seven, you're unreasonable. You're just making excuses for your weakness!"

"Yes, he is weak!"

Old eight stood up and shouted.

Old seven turned to him and looked cold: "old eight, brother seven has a question that has been held in his heart for a long time. Is there really shit in your head? Do you know what the disciples below said about you? They said that it's better to tie a dog with Taoist cultivation in your position than you!"

"I... I killed you!"

Old eight's temper couldn't stand this. He was so angry that he shot at old seven like a shell.

Old seven's thin body suddenly burst into a momentum of immobility like a mountain. He let old eight hit him. His hands were across his chest. He took old eight's blow and didn't retreat. Instead, he hit his knee.

Old eight didn't expect this move. He was pushed on his lower abdomen and backed back with a dull hum. He didn't stand firm until he stepped back for several steps. His Qi and blood were unstable for a while, so he didn't spit out blood.

"This is not the move of Ming wangzong!"

Old seven sneered: "fighting skills, I think it's very useful to learn from Xianwang. Old eight, if you're my opponent, I should call you brother seven today."

"You..."

Old eight was angry. He didn't hold a mouthful of blood. He spit it out. He was angry and said, "you secretly learn external Kung Fu. This is deceiving the teacher and destroying the ancestor!"

"Ha ha ha!"

The old seven laughed wildly and said loudly, "I didn't wrong you by saying you are a frog at the bottom of a well. Do you know that we don't go to the textile market now?"

Old eight was stunned: "what do you mean? Where do you go if you don't go to the textile market?"

The old seven shook his head and said, "if you have nothing to go down the mountain, you will understand your ignorance. Since Zheng Feiyue created the fairy net, the world is changing every day. The magic weapon sect was born. Do you really think it's because of those 3000 Jin xuanjing? Joke!"

"Then what did you say it was for?" old eight was unconvinced.

The old seven said positively, "Mo Qinghai is an understanding person. He sees that the world is changing a little. If the magic weapon sect doesn't want to be eliminated, it can only change with us. What about us? We don't want to change anything, so there is no vitality. Where is the future?"

"Enough!"

The explosive drink sounded. It was the patriarch sitting in the first seat.

The more he listens to Lao Qi's words, the more difficult it is to accept. It's simply deviant!

The old seven arched his hands and said, "I know what I said and did today is really disrespectful. The king can deal with me, but I don't regret it. If I can wake up the whole sect, the old seven will die without regret!"

"You..."

The patriarch stared, but he didn't know what to say. Lao Qi said everything he could say. What can he do? Can't he really be executed?

There was a silence in the Mingwang hall, and the passionate atmosphere before the war disappeared.

After a long time, old seven said, "there's an inference. Maybe you don't like listening, but I still need to say that if you insist on going to war, you should be ready."

The second brother sneered, "what's nice about what you said? Come on, let's listen to it today. What's the opinion of the seventh brother?"