"Meet Senior Sister."
"Um."
After staring at the words 'Shangyuan Zong' for a while, he stepped into the door.
From the mountain gate to the main hall, there were countless disciples walking past, either riding flying cranes or sitting on gourds, flying with swords. Passing by the martial arts field, disciples holding Qingyun Swords were practicing martial arts... and stopped in front of the main hall.
"Senior sister, please wait a moment. Disciple will go and report."
The disciple walked in, and soon the sound of 'come in' came from the hall.
Xihe flicked the corner of his robe, and Shi Shiran walked in. There were white jade pillars standing at the four corners of the hall, and a middle-aged man who was not angry and proud was sitting on the seat in the middle: "Qing Le?"
He has a long beard, thick eyebrows and piercing eyes.
Wearing a crimson robe with mysterious mystical texts flowing on it, he is none other than the original owner's master, Venerable Chang Hao.
His eyes turned around her body and he couldn't help but frown: "But what happened? In just ten years, why did it become like this?"
He was actually very blunt about the two completely different temperaments.
Xihe laughed, raised his eyes, and looked directly at him: "I, Yuehe, pay homage to the Reverend Chang Hao. Please forgive me for any offence."
With a raise of his hand, all disguises were removed and his true appearance returned.
Venerable Chang Hao's pupils shrank and he activated the protective formation without thinking.
Xihe didn't care. She stood in the center of the hall with her hands behind her hands, with a faint smile on her face. The names of gods are taboo and mortals are not allowed to call them at will. It can cause severe injuries or unstable spirits. This is why she rarely tells others her name.
The formation was activated, and countless mysterious texts were circulating around, but Lord Chang Hao did not dare to take action at will.
Venerable Chang Hao stared at Xihe closely: "Who are you? Why do you want to look like my disciple? Where is my disciple now?"
Counting with his fingers, he was very afraid that something might happen to his disciple.
The disciples outside the main hall were shocked. Sayazi ran to find other sect elders. The entire Shangyuan Sect was put on alert. Countless elders flew out of the cave and rushed to the sect main hall.
Xihe sat down on a chair and said, "Your Majesty, I would like to give you a good fortune for the 100 years of Shangyuan Sect."
There was a plate of spiritual fruits on the table. He picked one up and ate it unceremoniously. The peel was bitten open, and the sweet juice containing rich spiritual energy exploded in his mouth. Xihe squinted his eyes as he ate.
Venerable Chang Hao stopped his hand, narrowed his eyes, and stared at her coldly.
Xihe didn't take it seriously: "I think that since the Shangyuan Sect has so many talents, it must have calculated the catastrophe a hundred years from now... In this case, why has it not calculated the person who will cause the disaster?"
Turning his head, he looked at him very curiously.
Venerable Chang Hao pursed his lips and said: "There is no coexistence between immortals and demons. Resisting demons is an unshirkable responsibility for all monks in the world of cultivation. As a righteous sect, we, the Shangyuan Sect, should lead by example!"
This is a matter for the whole world of cultivation, escape? Easier said than done.
He condensed under his palm and began to accumulate strength, looking for an opportunity to kill with one strike.
Xihe shook his head: "Wrong, wrong, wrong, dead wrong, the war between immortals and demons is a battle between immortals and demons, but almost all the younger generation of disciples of your Shangyuan Sect were wiped out, their foundations were completely destroyed, and the top sect was reduced to a third-rate sect. But ,"
"It has nothing to do with it."
Every word, the sound is meaningful.
Venerable Chang Hao immediately understood what she meant: "You mean, Qing Le?"
"Impossible! Nonsense!"
Without thinking, he retorted directly, with a surge of spiritual energy all over his body: "Where is my disciple? If you don't tell me today, you will never leave my Shangyuan Sect!"
Huge current filled the entire space, and the space was faintly distorted.
Xihe was completely unmoved: "What is the truth, your ancestors must know it, and I have no obligation to explain it to you. As for your apprentice, she is very good. I am not here to quarrel with you, but your apprentice has caused trouble. , several foundation-building monks had their consciousness destroyed by her."
"Your Shangyuan clan has a great cause, so you can solve it yourself."
get up,
Passed through the violent thunder and lightning without any damage,
Walking to the door, he paused: "I like peace and quiet, don't come to me if you have nothing to do, and don't come to me if you have anything to do." He raised his hand, opened the door, and walked out.
The tenth-level formation was not touched at all if there was no fog.
Venerable Chang Hao: "..."
His pupils tightened, and the thunder and lightning in his hand increased sharply, trying to catch up.
"stop!"
"let her go."
An old voice sounded in my ears.
Venerable Chang Hao paused and said anxiously: "Uncle Master!"
But the voice in his mind had disappeared, and Venerable Chang Hao had no choice but to watch the woman walk out of the palace door. Outside the palace, the elders who were running towards her with weapons were stunned when they saw it.
After looking at each other for a moment, they all parted ways, and Xihe left in a swagger.
Gatekeeper disciple: "... Where is Senior Sister?"
He clearly remembered that the person who went in was the senior sister, but when he came out, why did he turn into a strange woman?
All the elders ran into the hall in unison: "Master, what's going on? Who is that woman? Why did you activate the defensive formation?..."
Hundreds of people are like hundreds of ducks' mouths, quacking and noisy.
Venerable Chang Hao frowned: "Okay, the Supreme Elder has summoned me. I'll go take a look first and talk about it when I come back."
He fluttered his sleeves and flew out of the hall, heading towards the back mountain of Shangyuan Sect.
In this compartment, Xihe went straight to the outer door.
She had an extremely stunning face. As she walked out, everyone who saw her felt like they had lost their souls. They woke up only after they were far away. They tried their best to recall the face, but they only remembered that the person was very good-looking, and they could not remember what she looked like at all.
The disciple couldn't help but trembled: "Did you see a ghost?"
As soon as Venerable Chang Hao entered the back mountain, before he could open his mouth in a hurry, the Supreme Elder raised his hand to signal him to shut up, and looked at the white-bearded old man beside him: "Brother Tianming."
Venerable Tianming nodded slightly and looked at Venerable Changhao: "The matter is like this..."
Large sects especially like to predict sect fortunes, and Shangyuan Sect is no exception. In the entire world of cultivation, the one that ranks above everyone else in divination is the 'astrology sect'.
There are not many disciples in the astrology sect, but all of them are masters of astrology.
A hundred years ago, the Shangyuan Sect asked the astrology sect as usual to predict the next sect's fate. The Shangyuan Sect had countless disciples and had built up its foundation over many generations. Now it is the time when the sect is flourishing. Will the sect be destroyed? Big joke.
But unfortunately, this is the result of divination.
"The great sect of ten thousand years has been reduced to a third-rate sect in an instant, and it will be difficult to recover in a thousand years."
Lord Tianming's eyes were deep: "The person who did the divination at that time was my junior brother. Changling did not believe in evil, so he asked me again. After repeated calculations, the results are still the same."
"The war between immortals and demons occurs once every thousand years. Shangyuan Sect always has the upper hand. Why was the sect destroyed this time?"
"As the leader, you should be aware of the sect's actions. There are indeed some great figures in the demon clan this time, but it is still too far-fetched to destroy the sect, unless something unexpected happens..."
Lord Changhao was thoughtful and couldn't help but think of the words of the woman in the main hall.
Lord Tianming continued: "A few days ago, I made another calculation and found that the fortune of the sect has changed in an instant. The decline has been wiped out, and it is still possible to extend for ten thousand years."
Lord Changhao immediately raised his head.
Lord Tianming looked at him: "The only difference is your disciple..."
