Ice Phoenix of Douluo

Chapter 238 The New Grave
"Is it finally here?"

Xue Leihan put down the Blue Rose Sword in her hand, and looked at the thin letter placed on the stone table.

The golden seal of the Martial Soul Hall is at the top, the sunlight shines on the golden seal through the gap in the stone chamber, causing a burst of flickering.

"If the invitation letter for the Wanzong Conference in Wuhundian wasn't delivered, we would have gone by ourselves."

Xue Leihan said in a low voice, then tore open the letter and began to read it.

Sweeping his eyes all the way down, he kept in mind the roughly several huge sects he had participated in.

Except for the four sects that belonged to the Wuhundian forces and came from the original lower four sects.

They even invited the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the Blue Lightning Overlord School.

"Is this going to wipe them all out?"

Xue Leihan raised her eyebrows, put the paper aside, and began to knead her temples.

In addition to the sect ranking that could attract Xue Leihan's attention, he was also a little strange, could it be that Wuhundian is really confident that all the sect forces belonging to it squeezed into the top seven?

In addition to the dozen or so sects of the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire, the Spirit Hall extended its hand outside the borders, inviting dozens of sects from the southern plain, as well as the Sanren Alliance.

To be honest, Xue Leihan didn't believe in the original intention of the Sanren Alliance, and he also had some doubts about the saying that all brothers are brothers.

People gather together to conspire big things, it must be for profit.

So since there are interests, there will be struggles.

According to Jian Wuhen, the Sanren Alliance is very peaceful, and there is no infighting or leaving the Sanren Alliance directly in a fit of frustration.

"Master! I have learned the steps you taught me!"

Xiao Xue's cheerful voice sounded from behind, and then a figure knelt and sat behind him.

"Yes, much faster than I expected."

Xue Leihan turned her face to the side, looked down at Xiao Xue with a hint of gratitude and excitement on her face, and said in a harmonious voice.

There are still four months left before the Wanzong Conference.

Whether the sect's disciples can complete their preparations and show off their skills at the Wanzong Conference is also a question.

"Xiao Xue, I would like to ask you a question as a teacher. I hope you can tell me the details."

Xue Leihan adjusted her sitting posture and said to Xiao Xue.

"Xue'er must know everything without saying anything." Xiao Xue said in a serious voice.

"Okay, let me ask you, Master, are you from the Xiao family in the south?"

"Yes, I am the daughter of the Xiao family, and I am from the southern plains."

Xiao Xue said honestly.

"Have you heard anything about the Sanren Alliance?"

"Yes, Master. Master, you want to know about the Sanren Alliance, right?"

Xiao Xue tilted her head and asked.

"That's right, the Sanren Alliance was also invited to the Wanzong Conference. I want to know the angle of this alliance."

"Master, the Sanren Alliance is actually a prototype, an intelligence organization."

Xiao Xue whispered, with a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, she was very happy to be able to help Master.

"Is it an intelligence organization, then rely on trafficking in intelligence as a source of funding?"

"I heard that it was like this at the beginning. Later, as the number of people increased, the leader gradually expanded the industry, so that there are basically well-known chain industries in the south, and there are scattered people's alliances behind them."

It was exactly the same as what Jian Wuhen said later.

Xue Leihan nodded slightly. Since it is an intelligence organization, it should be taken for granted that it should not have any position.

Although he still has a little bit of fear in his heart about the undisciplined alliance with many soul masters, it's not that deep anymore.

"Actually, the Sanren Alliance once invited me to join them, but I refused." Xiao Xue said with a sigh.

"Why is this?"

"Because there are no teachers or elders who can teach you how to practice in the Sanren Alliance. Everyone is in charge of the affairs of their own area. How can they have time to guide soul masters with low soul power levels, so the gap in polarization is relatively large. I because Wanting to learn about swords, I heard about Xiaoyao Sword Sect from the name of the village, so I came here.”

Xiao Xue said with a smile.

"Well, thank you for your information, Master." Xue Leihan smiled slightly, and then waved her hands, "You should go to practice earlier today, remember that the breathing rhythm is linked to the footsteps, if the breathing rhythm is disordered, then the walking will be slow. Messed up."

"Master's words, Xiao Xue will keep in mind."

After speaking, Xiao Xue saluted again, and then walked out of the stone room slowly.

Xue Leihan glanced at her figure who was breathing evenly, then turned her gaze back to the letter paper.

If there are no accidents, Yu Tianheng, will I see you at the Wanzong Conference?

As the head of the sect personally appointed by Yu Luomian, with your sense of responsibility, you will not let this matter go.

. . . . . .

The original blue electric overlord sect.

It was cold and rainy.

In the nameless new tomb, a few weeds were swaying against the wind and rain.

A burly young man was kneeling in front of the new grave, the rain was slowly falling down his short hair, and his whole body revealed a trace of depression.

"metropolitan."

The young man who looked a few years younger than the burly young man stood behind the former holding an oil-paper umbrella, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.

"Sovereign, Tianheng is back to see you."

A burly young man, Yu Tianheng leaned against the new tomb that had been washed cold by the rain, and whispered.

"The burden of the future, just hold it on me."

Imagining Yu Luomian's kindly smiling face, Yu Tianheng sniffed, accidentally inhaled the cold rainwater into his nose, and couldn't help but start coughing loudly.

Tears mixed with rain fell.

"Sovereign, the weather is cold, if you get wind and cold..."

The young man hastily stepped forward and lifted the oil-paper umbrella above Yu Tianheng's head.

"I am fine."

Yu Tianheng twisted his nose, his voice was dull.

"Sovereign, the previous letter from Wuhundian has not been reported to the suzerain..."

Yu Tianheng came back to his senses slightly, he and Yue Fengling once practiced hard outside, and they took an attitude of not caring about the Spirit Hall.

At least one day, he will go to the Wuhun Hall to avenge all the elders of the Blue Lightning Overlord Sect.

"What letter is here, what does Wuhundian want to do?"

"It's about the Zongmen Grand Competition. Wuhundian wants to reorder the ranking of the top seven sects..."

"I see."

Yu Tianheng gritted his teeth and said word by word, with a strong hostility in his voice.

"Taking this opportunity to completely suppress the Blue Lightning Overlord Sect, we without elders. Wuhundian is going to see us as a joke, isn't it?"

Blue-purple lightning gradually surged from his body, instantly flickering the gloomy cemetery like daylight.

"From today onwards, I will start to be in charge of the instructions in the sect. Since the suzerain has handed over the ring of the suzerain to me, then I have the responsibility to fulfill him."

"I will not let the Blue Lightning Overlord Sect disappear under the conspiracy of the Spirit Hall. Since there is going to be a fight, let's fight it in an upright manner!"

(End of this chapter)