Nanling, the secret realm of Suzaku.
After the battle to seal the underworld, the masters of the alliance returned to their sects one after another. The young monk, Bai Wangyu and the Confucian disciples also returned to the Central Plains.
However, three people stayed.
Those are the three heads of the Confucian sect.
In front of the renovated Riyue Lake, Chen Qiaoer stood next to the old suzerain master of Suzaku, looking at the Riyue Lake in front of which obviously still had traces of the war, and said calmly, "Old master, I will not beat around the bush, Kunshan and the ancient battlefield. We have heard about this from Xiao Ziye, so please also inform us of the entrance to the ancient battlefield and how to enter it."
Beside, Old Suzaku was sitting in a wheelchair and fell silent. After a moment, he said softly, "This is the secret of my Suzaku Sect. I can't make the decision by myself."
"Easy to say."
Chen Qiaoer turned around and said coldly, "Call all the people who can make the decision, and I will discuss it with them."
At the end of the words, Chen Qiaoer's eyes became obviously cold, and the chill could not be concealed.
"Shuru, we asked Qiaoer to discuss with old Suzaku. Did we choose the wrong person?"
Behind him, more than ten feet away, Le Ru smoothed his long hair hanging down from his temples and asked with some worry, "I think it's better for you to discuss it."
That violent woman was already very angry because of what happened to Xiao Ziye. If Old Suzaku said something unpleasant, he was really worried that a good negotiation would turn into a full-blown act of violence.
After all, they are all scholars. If they can convince others with their virtue, it is better not to do anything.
The impact is not good.
"At this time, it is most appropriate for Qiaoer to go."
Shuru listened to Leru's inquiry and said calmly, "We don't have time to argue with the Suzaku Sect. I don't know how long that kid can last. With your and my temper, we won't be able to talk for a few days, so why not talk to Qiao'er?" , if she turns against her, we can just help her."
"Well."
Hearing this, Le Ru nodded in agreement and said, "It makes sense. We are thin-skinned and are not suitable for doing this kind of thing, so she should do it."
While the two were talking, by the Sun Moon Lake, Old Suzaku felt the strong oppression on the woman in front of him, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he nodded and said, "I'll call all the people here. Master Dharma and Confucianism, let's talk to them."
After saying that, Old Suzaku looked into the depths of the Suzaku Sect and said, "Elders, the heads of the Confucian sect have important matters to discuss with us. Please come to Sun Moon Lake as soon as possible."
As soon as he finished speaking, powerful auras from all sides of the Suzaku Sect came out, without any delay, and quickly rushed towards the direction of Sun Moon Lake.
Not long after, more than 20 elders of the Suzaku Sect arrived in front of the Sun Moon Lake. They were all great practitioners of the Five Realms, and their powerful aura made people look at them.
"Is everyone here?"
By the lake, Chen Qiaoer turned around, looked at the people in front of him, and said calmly, "I heard from the old sect leader that going to the ancient battlefield requires everyone's consent, so I invite you all to come here to discuss this matter."
"Your Excellency, you want to go to the ancient battlefield?" A white-bearded old man from the Suzaku Sect asked with a frown.
"Whether I will go or not is not certain, but my Confucian sect will definitely send someone there."
Chen Qiaoer patiently explained, "You may have also heard that our Taixue Palace, Professor Li, has some physical problems. In order to find a cure for Professor Li, our Confucian sect needs to go to the ancient battlefield."
"The ancient battlefield is not something you can just go to if you want."
The white-bearded old man said solemnly, "I wonder what kind of price the Confucian sect can offer?"
"What price do you want?"
A smile appeared on Chen Qiaoer's face and asked, "In order to help everyone seal the underworld, Mr. Li fought until his life was gone. Isn't this price enough?"
"One yard owned by a yard."
The white-bearded old man said seriously, "The disaster of the underworld is a matter of the entire human world, and the ancient battlefield is our own secret of the Suzaku Sect and cannot be confused."
"It seems to make some sense."
After listening to the old man's explanation, Chen Qiaoer's smile became even brighter and she asked, "What price do you want? Tell me and I'll listen."
"Qiao'er can't bear it anymore."
Not far away, Le Ru saw this situation and reminded, "Get ready to take action!"
That crazy woman Chen Qiaoer has one characteristic: she doesn't like to laugh. If she laughs, then the problem is already very serious.
Although they are unwilling to use violence to solve problems, it is undeniable that sometimes violence is the best way to solve problems.
"Your Excellency, wait a moment, I will discuss this later."
In front of the Riyue Lake, the white-bearded old man seemed not to realize the seriousness of the matter. He responded and then turned around to discuss with the elders behind him.
On the shore of the lake, Old Suzaku felt the almost uncontrollable anger of the woman next to him. He immediately expressed his stance and suggested, "Elders, Mr. Li has sacrificed a lot to help us seal the underworld this time. Why don't we set a precedent?" , how about letting people from the Confucian sect go to the ancient battlefield?"
"no!"
The white-bearded old man who had spoken before immediately objected and said in a deep voice, "Sect Master, this kind of precedent cannot be set casually. Otherwise, if people from the Xuanwu Sect, Qinglong Sect or White Tiger Sect come over and have the same request, can we still Are you going to let them all in?"
After hearing the answer of the great elder in front of him, Old Suzaku sighed helplessly and said no more.
Haven't these people seen the situation clearly?
The three heads of the Confucian sect asked the disciples with lower cultivation levels to leave, but none of the three of them left. This was not the intention of negotiating.
Although their Vermillion Bird Sect is the number one sect in Nanling, it does not mean that they are the number one sect in the world.
In front of Confucianism, who dares to be number one in the world?
"so."
About a quarter of an hour later, the white-bearded old man briefly discussed with the elders, turned around and said, "Confucian Sect, in exchange for the two swords Taiyi and Taisu, I, the Vermillion Bird Sect, will allow a disciple of the Confucian Sect to enter. Ancient battlefield.”
"Too easy, too plain?"
Not far away, Leru narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard this condition and asked, "Do they want the weapons of Xiao Wangyu and the little princess?"
"Seems to be."
On the side, Shuru's face turned cold and he said, "Although the negotiation has always been about asking for a high price and paying back the money on the spot, the price they offered is a bit too high. I am very unhappy and don't want to talk anymore."
"Old Suzaku."
At this moment, on the shore of the lake, after listening to the conditions offered by the elders of the Suzaku Sect, Chen Qiaoer said in a cold voice, "I have given you a lot of face until now, but now it seems that my patience is very unnecessary. .”
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Qiaoer took a step forward, and with a bang, the ground beneath his feet cracked.
"A bunch of old immortals, shameless!"
In the shocked eyes of everyone, Chen Qiaoer's face was full of anger, and the true energy all over his body surged out wildly. All the true energy rushed into the divine treasure. In an instant, the sky shook and the earth shook in a radius of a hundred feet. Behind him, huge waves surged in the Sun Moon Lake. Soaring to the sky.
