When night fell, the news that Sha Qinlong and Sha Mengchun had fallen into the hands of the enemy spread like wings to every corner of Luojia Lake. Everyone in the ten major sword sects knew that Sha Qinlong's hard work was not in vain, as he said As expected, the journey was calm and calm, the sword cultivators of all the sects acted prudently, and no one acted rashly.
The Luojia Lake under the night was gentle and silent, weeping and complaining. Wei Shiqi and Xuanyuan Qing drank wine under the moonlight, occasionally chatting for a few words. Ding Ning was waiting beside him, with a slim figure and graceful appearance. The young master uncle and the elder of the Shatuo Sect. Senior brother, whether you go or stay, it’s all up to you. Sha Mengchun had been feeling aggrieved all the way, and now he suddenly figured it out. He remained silent, unable to hide his loneliness in his brows. In the eyes of the other party, he was just an insignificant ant. Who would care what the ant thinks, even if he was unwilling to do so with his head held high. Those who take action are just a joke. All words and all gestures are superfluous. Sword cultivators always only have one sword, and only one sword. Sha Mengchun's mind is like a flood that bursts its embankment. It breaks through the inner barrier with great force and flows for thousands of miles, turning into a broad river. , calm spring water.
The demons in his heart were gone, and power was brewing in Sha Mengchun's silence. Sha Qinlong saw this, thought about it for a long time, and proactively stepped forward to advise Wei Shiqi. He alone could lead the way. He might as well send Sha Mengchun back to Sha Tuo Sect to lead the way. This news urged the ten major sword sects to continue to besiege the ghosts of the lower clan and prevent them from escaping in the chaos. Wei Shiqi waved his hand and ordered him to take it, obviously not caring about these details. Sha Qinlong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, bowed to the ground, turned around and motioned for him to retreat quickly.
Sha Mengchun stared at the young uncle for a long time, without saying a thousand words, he cupped his hands and said goodbye, and flew away with his sword. As expected, Wei Shiqi and others did not stop him, not even glancing at him. That night, the lake was full of moonlight and the night wind was like whispering. Sha Mengchun flew away alone and alone in the sky. His mood rippled and soon calmed down. After wandering around for hundreds of miles, I quickly found the secret message left by the master. I followed the trace and came to the station of the same sect. I saw Sha Yanfa, the head of the Shatuo Sect, at a glance. The enemy suddenly arrived, and changes occurred one after another. The master had personally Come to Luojia Lake to take charge of the overall situation.
Sha Mengchun suppressed the flying sword and bowed his head to pay homage to his master. Although the situation was urgent, he did not lose his etiquette. Sha Yanfa was very surprised. His disciple always followed his own desires and refused to change despite being taught, but now he seemed to be a different person. The rapids merged into The lake is calm and the water is still and deep. The residents of the sect were too distracted to talk in detail for a while. Sha Yanfa asked a few questions and learned that Sha Qinlong was safe and sound. The opponent's target was not the top ten sword sects, but the lower clans trapped on the peninsula. Ghost, there was a vague guess in his mind. ????The rumors were confirmed. The strongest sword cultivators of the two generations before and after all came back defeated. After all, it was a heavy blow to the Shatuo Sect. The atmosphere became a bit awkward. Fortunately, most of the sword cultivators were determined and unyielding. Not too depressed. Sha Yanfa called his eldest disciple to go back, zigzagging through the piles of rocks, and came to a jungle. Sha Mengchun raised his head and looked up, and saw Li Xingkong, the head of the Mitian Sect, and Zhi Qi, the head of the Fuhai Sect. He had been waiting for a long time, and he felt a chill in his heart. He hurriedly bowed to the ceremony, and thoughts kept spinning in his mind.
Zhi Qihe glanced at him several times and said to Sha Yanfa: "We haven't seen him for many years, so the disciple's energy has changed. The abyss is as deep as the sea, and the undercurrent is surging. His achievements in the future will be limitless!"
Sha Yanfa did not deny it. He stroked his beard and said with a smile: "It is his opportunity to support the master's good words and get a blessing in disguise." He has always disliked his eldest disciple's loose mind and unconventional behavior. After this setback, it seems that he has The signs of rebirth made him look upon him with admiration and place high hopes again.
Li Xingkong had a long, pony-like face and was expressionless. He coughed lightly and said, "We'll talk about the gossip later. Let's talk about business first." His voice had the sound of gold and stone, like a trembling string of a piano, sharp and harsh.
Sha Yanfa did not feel dissatisfied. They had known Li Xingkong for many years and he knew Li Xingkong's temper. Although his words were harsh, there was no malice in them. He ordered his apprentice to explain the cause and effect one by one without missing any details. Sha Mengchun said "yes" and thought about it for a while. Starting from the time when his younger brother Sha Yihu fell behind and accidentally noticed a ghost passing by on a demon cloud, he started talking about it until he was a child. Uncle Sha Qinlong begged for mercy and ordered him to take the first step and return to the sect to send a message, urging the ten major sword sects to continue besieging the ghosts of the lower clan. Apart from avoiding talking about Ding Ning's cherished thoughts, he told everything else in detail.
The three heads of the Shangsan Sect listened to his eloquent talk for most of an hour without saying a word. When Sha Mengchun finished speaking, they exchanged glances with each other and thought for a moment. They had nothing to ask. Sha Mengchun explained everything clearly. Chu. What made them somewhat relieved was that there were actually two groups of extraterrestrials who invaded this world. They were incompatible with each other and fought fiercely. They got out of hand and even triggered thunder and lightning in the heaven and earth. Li Xingkong, Zhi Qihe, and Sha Yanfa naturally knew what this meant. The person who took action had great supernatural powers and was repulsed by heaven and earth. The ten major sword sects were like chickens and dogs in front of him. They were vulnerable to a single blow and could easily attack him. obliterate.
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Sha Yanfa pondered for a long time and then said: "What do you two heads think?"
Zhi Qihe turned his attention to Li Xingkong. The top three sects were headed by the Mitian Sect. Li Xingkong had profound Taoism and his sword skills were superior to others. He should be listened to. Li Xingkong had already thought clearly about the pros and cons, and said: "Since the other party is coming for the ghosts of the lower clan, it is a way to endure it for the time being and wait and see what happens."
Sha Yanfa heard the song and knew its elegant meaning, and said, "Is there another way?"
Li Xingkong said: "We sword masters are honing our swordsmanship. We should face difficulties and face difficulties. Even if we are defeated, we must strike with a sword. How can we retreat without fighting!"
Zhi Qihe sighed: "The other party is coming for the ghosts of the lower clan. We are all at peace for the time being. If we anger him or bring disaster to the sect, we must not be careless."
Li Xingkong shook his head and said: "If the sect retreats because the sect avoids fighting, what use does the sect have for him!" If Mitian Sect was the only one here, he would stand up and fight no matter what, but the ten sword sects were united in spirit. He doesn't want to be the master of others and weigh the pros and cons, so he has to be a little forbearing.
Sha Yanfa naturally knew the stakes. He glanced at Sha Mengchun and suddenly said: "Mengchun, what do you think?"
Sha Mengchun lowered his eyes and remained silent for a long time before saying: "There are times when manpower is exhausted. Only with the utmost swordsmanship and breaking through the barriers between heaven and earth can we be qualified to fight against him."
Zhi Qihe's heart trembled when he heard this. He knew how to use his sword to break through the barriers between heaven and earth. There has been only one person in history. This senior master of Fuhai Sect has already ascended to the upper world and has not been heard from. Where can I invite him back? But Sha Yanfa heard the implication and asked: "Are you just qualified to fight?"
Sha Mengchun's eyes flashed with light, as if he saw thunder and lightning venting out. The sky and the earth were pale, devastated, and everything was destroyed. He took a deep breath and said solemnly: "In that person's eyes, our sword cultivators are just ants, just like the legendary ones." The senior who ascended to the upper world is probably no match for him."
Li Xingkong and Zhi Qihe disagreed, but for the sake of the head of Shatuo Sect, they naturally would not scold him. Sha Yanfa did not blame Sha Mengchun, who said bluntly that he could not imagine that earth-shattering blow, but deep down in his heart, Recognize the judgment of the apprentice.
The three of them were thinking about their own thoughts, and while they were meditating, a sword whistle suddenly sounded in the night sky. Zhiqi He raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand to catch it, took a small sword into his fingers, examined it briefly, his face suddenly changed, and he blurted out: "Elder brother has already set off to invite a fight!"
