There was a gentle breeze.
In front of Sun Moon Lake.
After a not-so-friendly discussion, the scene became very quiet.
If just now, the elders of the Suzaku Sect had not understood the situation and thought that no matter how strong the Confucian sect was, they would not dare to be too presumptuous in Nanling and on the territory of the Suzaku Sect, then now, no one dares to do this again idea.
Because they could see that the three heads of the Confucian sect had murderous intentions.
"metropolitan."
At this moment, from all sides of the Sun Moon Lake, masters from the Suzaku Sect arrived one after another, as well as many disciples of the Suzaku Sect, numbering in the hundreds.
In front of the Sun Moon Lake, Chen Qiaoer, Shuru, and Leru stood quietly. There were only three of them. Facing hundreds of masters from the Suzaku Sect, their expressions did not change at all.
Many people?
It’s useless!
"Everyone, stand down!"
Old Suzaku also realized that the conflict could not continue to intensify, and shouted in a deep voice, "The three masters are just discussing martial arts with the elders, there is nothing to make a fuss about!"
All around, the masters of the Suzaku Sect looked at each other in confusion after hearing the old sect leader's order, and then retreated one after another.
"The old sect leader is still reasonable."
On the side, Le Ru smoothed his long hair from his temples and said with a smile, "Actually, Shu Ru and I don't want to take action even though we are old, but if you insist on bullying Qiao'er, doesn't this force us to take action?"
Old Suzaku couldn't help but twitch his mouth after hearing the former's words.
Chen Qiaoer, a Confucian sect, was born with divine power. When she was in the fourth realm, she had the strength to compete with the fifth realm. Three years ago, when she entered the fifth realm, her strength made a qualitative leap. Who in the world dares to bully her?
There are always five realms, but this is the one who is born with divine power.
"Elders."
Seeing all the disciples retreating, Old Suzaku looked at the elders who were getting up one after another in front of him, and said seriously, "Li Jiaoxi worked hard to seal the underworld, and our Suzaku Sect cannot be unkind. I propose that the Confucian sect be allowed to enter once." How about the ancient battlefield?"
The elders of the Suzaku Sect fell silent, and no one spoke.
Seeing this, Chen Qiaoer stepped towards the white-bearded old man in front of him and said calmly, "Great Elder, right? Take the lead to express your position. Everyone is very busy, so don't procrastinate."
The white-bearded old man opened his mouth and felt the gazes of the elders around him. He clenched his hands tightly and said nothing.
I didn't want to bear such a tone, but I didn't dare to refuse.
"Leru, if the great elder doesn't speak, it means he agrees, do you think?"
Beside the lake shore, seeing this situation, Old Suzaku immediately gave both parties a step and suggested, "Can this matter be settled here?"
"I have nothing to do with Qiao'er's affairs."
Le Ru did not accept the step given by Old Suzaku at all, and responded with an indifferent expression, "Old sect leader should advise your great elder to express his position personally, otherwise, I don't think this matter can be settled here."
In front of the Sun Moon Lake, Chen Qiaoer stared at the great elder of the Suzaku Sect in front of him, waiting for an answer with cold eyes.
Some people, if you give in, they think it’s because of how powerful they are.
Around them, the elders of the Suzaku Sect saw such a tough attitude from the Confucian sect. They did not dare to say anything or express their anger, and they felt extremely aggrieved.
Similarly, the white-bearded old man noticed the murderous intent in the eyes of the Confucian sect in front of him, and even though he was unconvinced, he did not dare to say a single word "no".
"It seems that it is not easy to get the Great Elder to say a word."
After waiting for a moment, Chen Qiaoer's patience ran out, his eyes narrowed, and he warned, "I'll count to three. If you don't express your position again, I will assume that you have refused on their behalf."
After saying that, Chen Qiaoer continued to step forward, counting each step.
"one!"
"two!"
As soon as the two words fell, Chen Qiaoer's true energy burst out again, and his eyes revealed murderous intent.
"I agree."
Just when Chen Qiaoer was about to take the third step, the white-bearded old man finally did not dare to delay any longer and opened his mouth to compromise.
Hearing this, Chen Qiaoer put away the steps he was about to take, turned around and walked towards Old Suzaku by the lake, and said, "Old Sect Master, please tell me about the situation of the ancient battlefield and how to enter it."
"Um."
In the wheelchair, Old Suzaku nodded, withdrew his gaze, and said solemnly, "The opening of the ancient battlefield actually only happens once a year, and this is just a rough estimate. The exact time is difficult to judge. The last time the ancient battlefield was opened was Three months ago, it stands to reason that there would still be about eight or nine months until the next start.”
"Eight or nine months?"
When Le Ru heard Old Suzaku's answer, he frowned slightly and said, "So long?"
"According to past rules, it does take this long."
Old Suzaku said seriously, "If you are unlucky, you may have to wait even longer."
"Is there no other way to open it?" Shuru asked in a solemn voice.
"No."
Old Suzaku shook his head and replied, "Only when the ancient battlefield is opened, the entrance restrictions will be weakened. At other times, it is impossible to enter or exit at all."
"Eight or nine months."
Chen Qiaoer murmured, his eyes filled with gloom.
too long.
Can Xiao Ziye still hold on for so long?
"Are there any exceptions?"
Le Ru looked at the old master of the Suzaku Sect in front of him and asked, "Didn't you say that the time each time it is turned on is not accurate?"
"It's really not that accurate."
Old Suzaku nodded and said, "However, from the time the Suzaku Sect discovered the entrance to the ancient battlefield to the present, the interval between the opening of the ancient battlefield has never been less than six months, and sometimes it has even taken more than a year."
"Scholar."
Le Ru listened to the words of the old master Suzaku and said solemnly, "It's troublesome."
What Old Suzaku meant was that no matter how lucky they were, they would have to wait three months for the ancient battlefield to open. If they were slightly unlucky, they might have to wait another year or so.
They could afford to wait, but Xiao Ziye couldn't afford to wait.
Just when the three heads of the Confucian sect felt helpless to open time on the ancient battlefield.
East China Sea, Peach Blossom Island.
Li Ziye sat by the altar, looking at the sunset in the west, with a peaceful smile on his face.
This sunset is so beautiful.
Speaking of which, in every story, are the sons of destiny not as cowardly as him?
He really tried his best.
However, everyone is too powerful, and nothing can be done easily.
It turns out that life is really not a fairy tale or a legend. It is so difficult. If you want to get something, you have to pay a lot of effort and price.
"Xiao Ziye."
At this time, behind the altar, High Priest Baiyue stepped forward, looked at the white-haired young man in front of him, and reminded, "Get ready. When the moon rises, we will start."
"Already prepared."
At the edge of the altar, Li Ziye shook his legs and said softly, "High Priest, if the ceremony fails, the Li family will have to take care of you from now on."
"Don't say depressing words!"
High Priest Baiyue scolded, "It will definitely succeed!"
