Fantasy: My Disciples Are All Protagonist Templates

"Oh, please obey the teacher's order."

At this moment, Chu Ran looked extraordinarily well-behaved, nodded, and then quickly left the main peak, heading towards Elder Xue Beifeng's cave.

There is no way, the disciples in the sect have been talking about it, touting how terrifying Chen Ge's cultivation is.

The sword three days ago was so awesome.

A single sword actually blasted away the third-level monks of the transformation stage of the Yellow River Valley, and indirectly caused the death of hundreds of disciples of the Yellow River Valley in the aftermath.

Chu Ran, can you not respect Chen Ge?

He even felt that his master was indeed a hidden power, but he just didn't want to compete for fame and fortune.

Otherwise, three days ago, my master severely injured that old monster Mo Feng with a sword, why didn't he make up for it and kill him directly?

Low key!

It's low-key!

He clearly understands.

Thinking all the way, Chu Ran had already come to Elder Xue Beifeng's cave and asked for a list.

"Yellow River Valley, in recent days, they have successively destroyed the Qingyun Sect, Bafang Sect, and Magic Sound Valley that have withdrawn from the Sect Alliance..."

"Jueying Pavilion, in the past few days, several sect masters who have just been removed from the sect alliance have been assassinated..."

"Yu Jianya, seems to have premeditated, has been chasing and killing the small sect disciple who disobeyed the order of the sect alliance and was expelled from the sect alliance..."

"Silver Moon Tower..."

"The gate of purgatory..."

Holding a list in both hands, Chu Ran glanced at it one by one, muttering to himself, and his sword-shaped eyebrows frowned slightly during the reading.

"Hiss... this sect alliance is completely eliminating dissidents, but anyone who disobeys the arrangement of the sect alliance and is expelled from it seems to have been targeted."

Chu Ran took a deep breath and thought to himself: "No wonder our Xuantian Sect and the Yellow River Valley have no grievances in the past, and if there is no enmity in recent days, the Yellow River Valley will come to destroy us."

Anyone with a discerning eye will know the tricks in it.

Chu Ran is even more intelligent, otherwise he would not be able to survive in many ancient tombs.

The Yellow River Valley is one hundred and eight thousand miles away from Xuantianzong.

But now, this damned sect did not hesitate to travel thousands of miles to destroy the Xuantian Sect, and the tricks in it are self-evident.

Apart from the Zongmen Alliance's wanton revenge, Chu Ran couldn't think of any other reason.

"Chu Ran, the suzerain asked you to come get this list, why?"

Seeing Chu Ran's strange expression, Xue Beifeng couldn't help becoming curious, and went forward to inquire about it.

Maybe there is some kind of oil and water that can make Chu Ran support and support him.

This guy's eyes are full of money, if there is an opportunity to enrich himself, he will naturally not miss it.

"It's okay, Elder Xue Beifeng, it's not a big deal, you just need to open the Seven Yuan Sect Protector Formation for me, I'm going out to do something."

Carefully hiding the list, Chu Ran said in a concentrated voice.

Xue Beifeng was right in guessing that what Chen Ge asked Chu Ran to do was indeed a lot of trouble.

But Xue Beifeng was not suitable, and he couldn't disclose the news to the outside world.

After all, things like going to the tomb can't be made public, right?

At that time, Xuantianzong's reputation, can't he be ruined by Chu Ran?

"Okay! Little brother Chu Ran, if there is any benefit, don't forget that you, Elder Beifeng, have something to do in the sect, just say hello!"

Xue Beifeng swears, patted his chest and said, and then led Chu Ran away from Xuantianzong.

The seven-element guardian array has seven layers.

Ever since Chen Ge repelled the monks in the Yellow River Valley, this large formation has been open all the time. If you want to come in or go out, you have to be controlled by the elders in the sect.

That's right, Chen Ge handed over the control to the elders in the sect.

He didn't have time to worry about these things.

Of course, this large formation has been open, and the daily consumption of spirit stones is also quite a lot.

……

Chu Ran went out, and went out with the list. There must be a lot of wind and rain in the entire Eastern Region.

Who is Chu Ran?

It's a grave robber!
It can be said that the ancestral graves of the sects that can be on the list are all smoked, and Chu Ge must take good care of them.

Except that Chu Ran is about to pick up their ancestral graves, the Eastern Region is not peaceful now.

It is Lin Jian who came from the Great Wilderness to open the Heavenly Sword Gate.

This son is extremely arrogant, with one person and one sword, and with his half-step fusion cultivation, he is almost like entering the land of no one in the Eastern Region.

One sword can kill the suzerain of a large sect, and kill the suzerain exclusively, forcing the sect to disband.

I don't know if there is something wrong with my mind.

……

On this day, it was raining lightly.

Not far to the north of Shilichuan, a coir raincoat guest walked into an inn.

He was wearing a bamboo hat, with a long sword on his waist, his steps were steady, his appearance was extraordinary, his whole person had a mysterious and terrifying aura.

This person is none other than Lin Jian who has been making a fuss in the Eastern Territory recently.

"Xiao Er, cut two catties of good flesh and blood, and have a pot of spirit wine."

Lin Jianning said loudly, the moment he stepped into the inn, his eyes immediately looked in his direction

Facing these gazes, Lin Jian didn't care, he just sat there quietly.

Viewed from the side, what is exposed under the bamboo hat is a sharp-edged face, which looks very handsome.

These people are all monks.

The appearance of Lin Jian made him catch the breath of death, and even his breathing became extremely short.

Another point is that the sword carried by Lin Jian's waist can emit a scarlet halo when no spiritual power is injected into it. It can be seen that it is undoubtedly a rare spiritual sword.

People are divided into grades, weapons are naturally divided into categories.

The more common ones are Fantie weapons.

What is even stronger is that it is a spiritual weapon.

Right now, the sword on Lin Jian's waist is a spirit sword, and it seems to be a spirit sword that has conceived a sword spirit. Its sword has not been unsheathed yet, and the terrifying sword intent has spread wantonly.

"Guest officer, the best flesh and blood, a jug of the best Baihua fruit wine, and a plate of snacks as a gift, please take it easy."

Xiaoer is also a sharp-eyed person, and he saw Lin Jian's extraordinaryness at a glance, and even gave him an extra plate of fruit.

You have to take good care of this master so that you won't cause trouble in their inn.

Just think about it, with Lin Jian's cultivation at this time, with just one blow of the sword, wouldn't the entire inn be divided into two?

After eating the wine and meat, Lin Jian wiped the corners of his mouth, turned his head to look at the next table of monks contentedly, and asked in a deep voice: "I ask you, which direction is the nearest sect from here?"

"Hmph! You must be Lin Jian, right?"

One of them slapped the table and stood up, stared at Lin Jian and shouted angrily:
"It is said that a genius sword cultivator came to the Great Wilderness, and he wanted to come to our Eastern Territory to stabilize the sword heart. Hmph! In our Eastern Territory, there is an alliance of sects sitting in the town, and it is not a place for you to do anything wrong. If you are sensible, leave quickly go."

Zheng——

Lin Jian kept silent, just stretched out his hand and gently pulled out the hilt of the sword, and then put it into the sheath, a blazing sword light shot out immediately, and directly flashed across the man's neck.

The movement is so fast that it is hard to catch.

From time to time, an angry eye widens, the round head has rolled to the ground, and blood gushes out from the neck, the scene is extremely horrifying.

"Oh? It is said that all the sects in your Eastern Region who are stronger have joined a big alliance called the Zongmen Alliance, which is monolithic to the outside world? Is it?"

Lin Jian slowly turned his head and looked sideways, and stared at another monk with a pair of cold eyes under the bamboo hat: "Then where is the sect alliance?"