"What is moral kidnapping?" The great elder Fengwen was confused.
Thousands of disciples and elders who were watching the excitement from all directions also stopped their verbal conquest.
Xin Zhuo did not explain, but looked at the disciple Feng Wen who was holding the Yang Stone in a daze beside him, and said slowly and calmly:
"You all belong to an ancient sect, with thousands of years of orthodox tradition, a famous town, numerous geniuses, and are respected by hundreds of millions of people and casual warriors. I never expected that you would say such vulgar words!
Is this the way of a warrior, the demeanor of a martial arts immortal? Are you really so despicable if your sects don’t have wise men?
My Xuantian Sword Sect respects all other sects, but I didn’t expect that all the sects would not cherish feathers so much, alas! That’s all! "
As soon as these words came out, not only the thousands of people in his own family fell silent, but also the sects across the street fell silent!
Who scolded you first? What do you mean?
We reasoned with you, you scolded us, we scolded you, and you started to reason again?
Frankly speaking, the warriors of the major sects are definitely not as cunning as Xin Zhuo's previous life network. They are not very good at cursing, so they are not very good all of a sudden.
It was heard that the great elder was silent for a long time, looking at Xin Zhuo carefully, as if he didn't know him at all, and hissed: "What next?"
"Then form cliques, fan the flames and start a fire!"
Xin Zhuo waved his sleeves and said word by word: "It seems that only Yunwuhai, Zhuxian Sect and Mo Palace have always maintained the style of the ancient sects. They can be said to be benevolent and righteous for thousands of years, which is admirable. They deserve to be prosperous from generation to generation!"
These three major sects did not participate in the scolding.
After a pause, Xin Zhuo continued: "In addition, Confucian Immortal Pavilion should have achieved etiquette, justice, benevolence, wisdom, trust, and all sects are gentlemen, unlike other sects. It's really hard to describe!"
On the rumor column, a few lines of writing quickly scrolled——
Yunwuhai: [Comrades from the Xuantian Sword Sect, you’re welcome! 】
Zhu Xian Da Sect: [Speaking from experience, thank you very much! 】
Mo Gong: [Xuantian Sword Sect understands me and encourages us together! 】
Confucian Immortal Pavilion: [You are so right, the person just now, Confucian Immortal Pavilion invites you again! 】
Originally, the four Yunwuhai families would not pay attention to such inexplicable compliments, but Xuantian Sword Sect sprayed a circle and everyone was watching the excitement, and he suddenly praised us. This...
It feels so good inexplicably!
It's good to reciprocate politely!
Human nature is what it is.
Lingyun Sect: [His mother Xuantian Sword Sect swallowed the wrong pill today, it’s inexplicable! 】
Hehuan Holy Sect: [I agree with what Lingyun Sect said! 】
Yunwuhai suddenly spoke for help: [Everyone, please stop, there is nothing wrong with the Xuantian Sword Sect! 】
The Zhuxian Sect also helped: [You don’t have to be aggressive, the elite disciples of the Xuantian Sword Sect are extremely powerful, and they still have the warmth of the ancient ways! 】
…
In the scene, it suddenly became a "sect" of Xuantian Sword Sect, Yunwuhai, Mo Palace, Zhuxian Sect and Confucian Immortal Pavilion.
Five against four!
This is the reason why warriors should follow their nature and heart.
At this point, Xuantian Sword Sect was very happy with the scolding, and then brought in helpers to stir up the situation.
In just half an hour, the situation of being ridiculed by various sects was changed.
Thousands of disciples and elders from all sides of the Fengwen Pillar are now completely convinced.
Xin Zhuo's curse seems simple, but when you think about it carefully, it turns out to be very knowledgeable and clever. The more you think about it, the more reasonable it becomes. It would not have been possible for them, because even though it was just a few sentences on the rumor post, But what he faced was a group of behemoths from several ancient sects with more than five thousand disciples.
First of all, most people have to bear great psychological pressure, so they are timid and will never be able to do it as easily as Xin Zhuo.
"Senior Brother Xin first cursed, then attacked people's hearts, and then used both sides to take advantage of people's hearts to change the situation in one fell swoop. It seems simple, but in fact he has big means. Pattern, vision, and human sophistication are all indispensable!"
Jiang Yuwei, the most beautiful woman in Baimiao Peak, bit her cherry lips, a blush appeared on her face as delicate as mutton-fat white jade, and her beautiful eyes moved, "What a strange man!"
The fellow disciples and sisters on the side had nothing to say.
However, Xin Zhuo had no intention of leaving.
Not leaving means that the matter is not over yet.
The great elder Feng Wen was completely brought into the rhythm. He frowned and asked, "Master Nephew Xin, what happens next?"
Xin Zhuo's face became serious: "Then... fan the wind and light a fire, notify the God of War Pavilion and Baicao Valley under the door, and ask them to reveal four things!"
"War God Pavilion" and "Baicao Valley" are two of the nine sects under the eighteen sects. They have an irreversible relationship with Xuantian Sword Sect, which can be regarded as a semi-vassal relationship!
It was heard that the great elder ordered two disciples to change the way of using Yang Stone.
Xin Zhuo said word by word: "Twelve hundred years ago, Yunwu Haigu Xuzi was trapped in the black dragon forest. Bai Qi of Lingyun Sect passed by, but they all died and could not be saved!
During the last flourishing period of martial arts, Yan Hanyun, the proud daughter of the Zhuxian Emperor, fell in love with Monk Wenkong of Leiyin Temple. Monk Wenkong took possession of Miss Yan's body, but because of fear of the temple's precepts, she started to fall in love but eventually abandoned her, which eventually led to Miss Yan's death in love.
Eight hundred years ago, the Kongyu Valley incident occurred between Confucian Immortal Pavilion and Hehuan Holy Sect. Seven hundred true stories of Confucian Immortal Pavilion were bewitched and killed by the enchantress of Hehuan Holy Sect!
Thirteen hundred years ago, Di Zi, the Supreme Elder of the Mo Palace, sent the Qianji Xianxian Crossbow to the Haotian Sect, but was killed on the way, leaving behind a broken leaf of the Haotian Bell..."
After saying this, the disciples and elders who were watching from all directions were a little confused. Have these things really happened?
Hearing that the great elder's eyes shrank, he suddenly shouted loudly: "No!"
"No!"
A thought in the distance instantly locked onto dozens of Wenwen disciples, and then the figure of Acting Sect Master Song Tianxing, stepping on the yin and yang qi, roared over: "If there is a dispute between various sects, Master Xin, you will be blamed for your death." !”
That's too late!
The disciples who heard the news around were a little dizzy at this moment. Almost as soon as Xin Zhuo said it, it was already spread in the "God of War Pavilion" and "Baicao Valley"!
Immediately after that, four words appeared on the rumor column, which were mild and superficial, seemingly revealing these four things unintentionally.
The writing was blank again.
"call--"
It was heard that the great elder was breathing rapidly and his face was slightly pale.
Acting Headmaster Song Tianxing, with flying gray hair, stood high in the sky, his head filled with anger.
"choke--"
A piercing sword cry resounded through the sky, and then a figure rushed over like a shooting star chasing the moon. Even faster, a forest of mental swords turned into a phantom, protecting Xin Zhuo's whole body.
"That's what I said. Who dares to touch my disciple?"
Master Liu Qingfeng's tone was gloomy and murderous.
Thousands of disciples and elders from all directions were astonished for a moment, and their hearts beat faster.
Song Tianxing frowned and looked at Liu Qingfeng, who looked at him coldly.
The scene was a little solemn for a while.
Xin Zhuo suddenly smiled indifferently, cupped his hands and said: "Uncle and master, there is no need to do this. Everyone knows these four things well. The heads, heads and supreme elders of each sect have not returned yet, so they cannot make trouble! Just wait and see !”
He said pointing to the rumor pillar.
I saw Yunwu Hai said: [I, Yunwu Hai, have never forgotten this matter! "
Lingyun Sect: [So what? 】
Soon, the writings were rolling endlessly. Except for the Xuantian Sword Sect, the other eight sects of the Shangjiu Sect began to accuse each other, with guns and sticks, sharp words, and even vague intentions of a fight, but in the end they all tried their best to restrain themselves and did not go beyond the final limit. The basic line.
Song Tianxing, Liu Qingfeng and Feng Wen, the great elders, looked a little brighter and pondered for a moment. It was indeed as Xin Zhuo said. The supreme elders and headmasters of each sect had not returned, so it was impossible to make a big fuss. They couldn't help but said in unison: "Then what? ?”
Because he was too concerned, he was led astray, and he even asked Xin Zhuo about the meaning of a junior.
"Our Xuantian Sword Sect is the only... very miserable sect. It almost died out back then. Because of this, we don't have any deep-seated hatred with the major sects. This is our advantage!"
Xin Zhuo looked at the three of them and analyzed calmly.
The three of them frowned slightly. There was indeed a catastrophe in the Xuantian Sword Sect back then. Almost all the disciples of the sect were wiped out. Only about thirty elites were left, who had lived in seclusion for hundreds of years and rebuilt the sect.
Thousands of people from all over the world find it difficult to understand. What do you mean by this? What kind of advantage is this?
Xin Zhuo said: "So, our Xuantian Sword Sect can play a role in easing the relationship between the sects and controlling the right to speak, so as to have both sides!"
As he spoke, he waved his sleeves and looked at the disciples beside him: "Pass my words!"
The disciples who had heard about it looked at the acting headmaster and the great elder, and obediently held up the sun stone.
Xin Zhuo's words were sonorous and powerful: "The Xuantian Sword Sect's attitude is consistent and clear. We hope that all sects will remain calm and restrained, take necessary measures to avoid further escalation of relations, and resolve conflicts, differences and disputes through dialogue and consultation... …”
