A mountain gate separates people from one sect into two groups.
The atmosphere between the two factions has reached the freezing point, and is even continuing to develop below the freezing point.
Yiran looked at the extremely solemn atmosphere and once again added air-conditioning to it.
"It wasn't until the junior came back from his travels that he learned about what happened to his disciples. It was also at that time that Luo Yifeng lifted the peak to recruit disciples."
"But such hatred cannot be ignored, so this junior showed the inheritance of alchemy to attract those who secretly spy on Luo Yifeng."
"The facts are just as I thought. When I took out the fifth-level elixir, those forces couldn't sit still."
"Five Dynasties Rivers, Mountains and Winds"
"The elders of Qianyin Peak, Gutai Peak and Zhene Peak stopped me less than a hundred miles outside the sect."
"I said I wanted to buy elixirs, but in fact I didn't even carry a space ring with me."
"In the end, they were exposed and their true nature was exposed. They wanted to commit violence and kill people. Fortunately, the juniors had already broken through the spiritual level at that time!"
Yiran's voice was like weeping and complaining, like a cuckoo crying for blood and a white ape whining.
Many alchemist elders headed by Hu Chun snorted coldly, not concealing the murderous intent in their hearts.
Alchemy, which could allow them to make further progress, was almost ruined by these people from the Three Peaks!
Such a peerless genius was almost killed in the hands of his own people.
Can such a fellow disciple really be considered one of our own?
"You guys are so heartless!"
"You guys who are colluding with each other should be kicked out!"
Hu Chun pointed with trembling fingers at the people at Zhene Peak headed by Song Kui, and then scanned the people inside the mountain gate with sharp eyes.
"They are all black sheep!"
"I think I told the old sect leader at the beginning that this kind of sect system is unacceptable."
"The One Hundred and Eight Peaks back then were so united that they could achieve the dominant position."
"But now, it's only through that little favor that we can maintain the number of one hundred and eight!"
Song Kui looked at Hu Chun. He originally wanted to save some face for both parties, but at this moment he could no longer care so much and started yelling:
"I don't bother you to recall how much blood our ancestors from Suppressing Evil Peak paid for Luotian Sect."
"Let's just say that there are twenty-six spirit-level elders in our peak, and three king-level elders."
"Wherever we go, we can re-establish new forces, and our status and treatment will only be better than now."
"What else does the Luotian Sect have now? It's just a false name for a tyrant."
"It seems huge, but in fact it is just one hundred and eight scattered forces. Who doesn't want to make their own lineage stronger?"
Many people around Song Kui turned their eyes, with obvious displeasure on their faces.
Like Zheneifeng, they not only have done dirty things, but they have even done those dirty things together.
But Song Kui directly speaking out about this kind of thing is tantamount to completely intensifying the conflicts between the parties.
There have been cases where a talented disciple disappeared unexpectedly, or a beloved disciple suddenly switched to another disciple.
The aura of these old people, who were still somewhat sensible, has become sharper.
"You people should all die!"
"My closed disciple who suddenly disappeared, and his sect experience suddenly disappeared, which made me sad for a long time."
"It turns out that I have been poisoned by you a long time ago."
"..."
"I traveled abroad and brought back three talented disciples and trained them carefully for more than ten years."
"As a result, the three of them went out for a trip, but only one came back, and he went to the Evil-Suppressing Peak without saying a word."
"Now that I think about it, what did this bastard Ma Tianfeng do to my disciple?"
"Where's Ma Tianfeng, you damn thing, I'm going to cut you into pieces, file your bones and raise them to ashes!"
"..."
A series of hoarse roars echoed under Zhene Peak, and the undisguised murderous intentions made the temperature of Zhene Peak drop a lot.
Song Kui looked ugly, but what he said couldn't be taken as nonsense.
All he could think of was to drag more people into the water!
"Elder Qianyin Fengma, you and I, Elder Fengma Tianfeng, are from the same family."
"Does the disciple he gave it to you still like it?"
"Elder Deng asked about his beloved disciple."
"I remember that little guy seemed to have broken through the Wuzong not long ago. The twenty-five-year-old Wuzong is about to have genius-level talent!"
Elder Ma's face changed drastically when he was named. He had no idea that Song Kui would drag him into the water without hiding anything.
The two peaks have done countless pickling things together, and it can be said that the two parties "know each other well."
But he really didn't expect that the boy Ma Tianfeng gave to him would actually be Elder Deng's disciple!
For an old man like them, who wouldn’t want a talented young man to inherit his mantle?
So he didn't think much about it at first. Seeing his talent, he took the young man under his tutelage and taught him carefully.
Now it seems that it is hard to say whose apprentice or undercover this young man is!
Elder Ma remained silent, while Elder Deng hesitated to speak.
In the end, both of them chose to remain silent.
Song Kui seemed dissatisfied with the current situation and said again:
"Elder King Gutai Peak, do you still remember the Sunset Peak disciple you captured two years ago?"
"His technique of increasing the power of fire seems to be very inspiring to you?"
"I don't know how your cultivation is going now, Elder Wang?"
"..."
Before Song Kui finished speaking, there was an old man not far behind Yiran who directly displayed his fiery red elemental wings.
"Wang Shifeng, if you don't give me an explanation, we will fight to the death!"
The four words "until death" were spat out one by one, each word falling like a burst of flames.
Every word seemed to explode Wang Shifeng into pieces before he could feel at ease a little bit.
Seeing that Wang Shifeng had no intention of explaining, the old man's anger became even more uncontrollable.
The originally fiery red elemental wings gradually turned deep red, and then became as red as blood.
"Did you know! My disciple has the ability to cultivate the Crimson Flame to the point where he is stronger than me!"
"Did you know! At that time, he would have the opportunity to become a sixth-level alchemist within five years!"
"Did you know! By using the Crimson Flame, he has been able to refine the essence of more pure spiritual materials, making the potion more effective by 10% out of thin air!"
"But all this is gone. Just because you covet my secret method, the sect has lost a future alchemy master!"
"It's a shame that we are still kept in the dark until today, allowing you to take action against Elder Yiran!"
"We are guilty of a great crime!"
They didn't know it until they told it, but once it was revealed, everyone realized that so many evil things had happened in the sect.
So many elders and disciples were involved and died at the hands of evil hands.
What happened today was caused by Yi Ran, but it reached a point that Yi Ran didn't expect.
But Yiran looked at the old man's sadness, and although he sympathized with it, he was still ready to add fuel to the fire.
"Seniors may not know that this junior just took his disciple and junior brother home to visit their relatives, and was attacked and killed again on the way back!"
“Three late-stage spiritual beings appeared this time!”
"..."
Before Yi Ran could say anything more, Zhene Peak was drowned out by the roar of curses.
"What?"
"Damn it!"
"That old guy Ma Tianfeng can't hide. Is he hiding somewhere to heal his wounds?"
"There are also two elders, Zhao Dong and Chen Erdong, who have reached the late spiritual level and have not shown up."
"These two old guys won't go out to do anything harmful to nature again, will they?"
"..."
Amidst the abuse and doubts, the target of the attack was once again directed at Zhene Feng and the two elders.
The faces of many of Ma Tianfeng's disciples who were still confronting Yiran all turned extremely ugly.
Some of them even began to be surprised and doubtful whether their master was actually Ma Tianfeng!
"Sister, you have been with the master for the longest time. Do you know when we became his disciples?"
"Yes, senior sister, after saying this, I remembered that my master seems to be a sloppy old man with low cultivation and even worse talent."
"But he was very kind to me and gave me all his resources!"
As he spoke, the disciple couldn't help but shed tears, and the sword in his hand immediately fell to the ground.
He held his head and cried bitterly, hoarse.
"My master, where are you and who are you?"
The sudden scene immediately stunned everyone present.
It turns out that these are all Ma Tianfeng’s disciples!
Under the extremely solemn gazes of the elders from all sides, the senior sister was equally dumbfounded.
Not only was his heart extremely broken, but his eyes also revealed endless confusion.
"Am I really Master Ma Tianfeng's disciple?"
This question appeared in the minds of all Ma Tianfeng's disciples, and she was certainly no exception.
Especially when the seeds of doubt are planted in your heart, even those extremely real memories will inevitably lead to doubt.
"No, I am Master Ma Tianfeng's disciple!"
"Even if it wasn't the case before, the teachings and upbringing over the years are irrefutable!"
The senior sister named Luo Xue had a gloomy face. She could figure this out, but she still couldn't explain it to her junior brothers and sisters.
Because she didn't know how those junior brothers and sisters became the master's disciples, let alone where they came from before they became masters.
Luo Xue turned around silently and looked at her more than ten junior brothers and sisters.
Then he put away his sword, bent down at a right angle, and said with great pain:
"Junior brothers and sisters, senior sister, I don't know where you come from. Are you willing to join Master Ma Tianfeng's disciples?"
"But Senior Sister can guarantee that you have never been treated unfairly since you became a disciple of Master."
"Master has always tried his best to teach you, and I hope that one day you can surpass him!"
On Luo Xue's pretty cheeks, a few crystal tears fell slowly, falling to the ground and then quietly breaking into pieces.
The contradictory and helpless look made everyone feel heartbroken.
She is the strongest person in Ma Tianfeng's sect, second only to Ma Situ, and a strong person in the middle spiritual level.
But at this moment she felt so helpless.
Even if she wanted to take the blame of her master Ma Tianfeng on herself, she couldn't do it.
At this moment, she only felt that she had failed her master, and felt sorry for the countless scorching eyes.
