Chapter 1292

In the middle of the Taoist temple, a group of disciples of the demon palace stood nervously in front of Zhang Ziling, feeling more excited.

Now Zhang Ziling did not say anything, but even so, Zhang Ziling's momentum of being an emperor still naturally radiated out.

It's very oppressive.

"What do you think of the palace now?" Zhang Ziling looked at the front of a group of young face demon palace disciples, opened his mouth to ask.

"Grandmaster, the magic palace was once so powerful that all living beings in xuanxiao mainland looked up to it, and the monks in the world were bustling and yearning for it."

A face with freckles on the face of the congenital juvenile first stood out, red face to Zhang Ziling said.

As disciples of the palace, each of them knew the history of the palace from the back of his hand.

That is the source of pride for every disciple of the magic palace.

Even the second-class forces were once extremely brilliant.

Seeing that the young man took the lead in coming out, he didn't show any embarrassment at all. Zhang Ziling could not help flashing a trace of appreciation in his eyes. Looking at the young man, he said with a smile, "what about now?"

"Now..." There was a flicker of hesitation on the young man's face.

"Say it." Zhang Ziling's tone was as soft as possible, "I need to know the devil's palace in your eyes."

Hearing Zhang Ziling's words, the young man also took a deep breath, then bowed deeply to Zhang Ziling and said, "I understand, grandmaster."

"Today's magic palace, with respect to my disciples' offense, belongs to the upper class of the second-class forces in xuanxiao mainland. The internal skills are scarce and the resources are scarce. In the Qingdu City, the magic palace can still occupy a certain position, which can be placed in the outside world Any one of the first-class forces or the worst disciples of the holy land can arbitrarily bully and insult the elders of the demon palace. "

Young really said, a few of the magic palace elders on one side also can't help but slightly clench into the fist, the face is red.

The magic palace, which was once superior to all the forces in the world, has now degenerated into a second-class force. Such a huge contrast makes them extremely ashamed as the elders of the magic palace.

There are more than a dozen elders in the palace. Now only two or three of them are standing here. All the rest have been caught in the palace because of betrayal. The elders also know why the palace is weak.

The decline of a power is never due to the disciples.

Management is the key.

The other disciples in the palace were so weak that they did not feel well.

"What do you think of your talent compared with other sects?" Zhang Ziling asked the freckled boy again.

"This..." The freckled boy looked at Zhang Ziling and opened his mouth slightly. Then he said with shame: "the disciples are stupid, their talent is not in the stream, and the cultivation speed is extremely slow. Even the quality of the disciples of Qingdu sword sect, they all crush us."

"We do not deserve to be in the devil's palace with such stupid postures."

"Now that the grandmaster is back, the magic palace will be doomed to Nirvana, and the dragon will leap nine days. We are not worthy of becoming disciples of the magic palace."

"But the disciple bravely asked the grandmaster that we should be kept as servants in the magic palace to attend the practice, so as to witness the rise of the magic palace." The freckled boy did not hesitate to admit that his talent was dull, and did not make any concealment.

Looking at Zhang Ziling's eyes, the freckled teenager's eyes are very firm and do not dodge at all.

"Would you rather be the lowest level worker than witness the rise of the magic palace?" Zhang Ziling's dark freckled boy murmured, his mouth slightly raised.

In fact, although these disciples are stupid, they eventually become martial artists. Even if they quit the cultivation world from now on, they can live and enjoy the glory and wealth of the world with the help of martial arts.

Cultivation is never enjoyment.

The ordinary people's life is naturally more nourishing than staying in the devil's palace to do chores. It is also the choice of countless talented martial artists in xuanxiao continent.

"And you?" Zhang Ziling looked at other disciples of the palace. "To be honest, your talent is not worthy of the future palace. Even you are forced to be a servant in the palace. However, you are still disciples of the palace. I can also give you some choices."

"Do you choose to work in the devil's palace, occasionally listen to the scriptures of the strong, and rely on yourself to cultivate and enter the country, or do you take the endless wealth I gave you and return to the ordinary world and enjoy the glory and wealth of your life?"

Zhang Ziling gave his disciples two choices.

After hearing Zhang Ziling's words, all the disciples in the magic palace fell into thinking.

Obviously, with their talent, I'm afraid that the Qi gathering state is the limit of their life. It's the ancestral virtue to break through the Ning palace.

Being a factotum in the palace means that you have to live as a servant all your life.

But back to the world of ordinary people, although I can no longer practice in this life, but I can enjoy the prosperity of the world and live a life of noble carefree It seems that the second option is more attractive to them, and according to reason, the second should be chosen.After all, the end of their cultivation was doomed at the beginning, and there was no need to struggle on the road of cultivation.

Indeed, there are people in the world who change their lives against the heaven, who occasionally obtain the supreme elixir, cut the bones and wash the marrow, obtain the supreme talent, and become the son of Qi.

However, those who have great nature are not destined to be them.

They are only born in a poor family. They are ordinary people for generations. They can cultivate because of the variation. How can they have such a big chance?

Return home with endless wealth, and let those money change the fate of their family. Maybe there will be a talent for cultivation in future generations Such a choice makes all the disciples in the magic palace excited.

However, the devil emperor is back, and the magic palace where they live day and night is about to rise. If we can't witness a second-class force soaring into the sky, surpassing hundreds of millions of living beings in xuanxiao Mainland What a pity?

Life in a hurry for a hundred years, if regret return to dust A group of disciples of the demon palace clenched their fists.

Obviously, they are not willing to.

Zhang Ziling quietly looked at the disciples of the magic palace and did not speak. He just took out the treasure of the earth God court that he had searched in the space ring, and immediately piled up a golden mountain in the middle of the magic palace Taoist temple.

"Don't worry, if you choose to retire, there are still no friars in the world who dare to trouble you." Zhang added.

Hearing that Zhang Ziling gave them rich conditions, people were trapped in a more difficult choice.

Even the nine ancestors of the Holy Land felt that it was a wise choice for the disciples of the demon palace to return to the world.

With their talent, they will continue to stay in the cultivation world, and stay in the magic palace in the future. They must spend every day in inferiority and pain.

That's totally unnecessary.

Just like they used to, they chose to leave the palace because there was no need to stay.

Facing hundreds of millions of troops, five great emperors If they stay, they can't change anything at all. They can only add ghosts to the palace.

The disciples of the demon Palace also understand this truth, but They just don't like it.

Clearly, the magic palace is about to rise, and they choose to give up at this time I'm not willing to.

In the end How to choose?

The disciples clenched their teeth and struggled.

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