Is the target of the strategy darkened? Then die again

Only Mingzong followed the right path. Now that Mingzong has closed the gate tightly, everyone has deep resentment in their hearts, but there is nothing they can do.

The only ones that can be compared with Mingzong are Yun'an Temple and Jianming Mountain.

The abbot of Yun'an Temple has a gentle personality and has never had the intention of taking the lead in this kind of thing, but Jianmingshan took on this important task without hesitation.

"The demon cultivator must have a big plan when gathering people this time."

"Now that Mingxiao Immortal Lord is not here, how can we withstand the attack of the demon cultivators?"

"In the final analysis...why does Mingzong avoid seeing everyone? Is it really like the rumors that not only Mingxiao Immortal Lord and the demon are entangled, but even Mingzong has secretly fallen in love with the demon cultivator...?"

The person who said this became smaller and smaller under the power of everyone's eyes.

Among the people who came this time, there were many who admired Mingzong and Qin Yili. After hearing this, they immediately shouted angrily: "In the past hundred years, Mingxiao Immortal Lord has eliminated demons and defended the Tao, and he has saved many righteous people. Now, He has been deceived, and instead of helping him clear his name, do you want to pour dirty water on him?"

“I don’t know if it’s dirty water or not.”

"you--"

"Am I right? If Mingxiao Immortal Lord hadn't been so soft-hearted and didn't kill the demon on the spot, would he have become the Demon Lord? Even Mingzong didn't participate in this demon-slaying conference. His heart is to be punished! "

Seeing that the two people who said this were about to quarrel, the leader of Jianming Mountain was a middle-aged man with an elegant appearance. A faint pressure spread from him, and the two people who were blushing due to the argument turned pale in an instant.

"This is Jianming Mountain, not a place where you can make noise at will."

"..."

This trick of killing chickens to scare monkeys is really wonderful.

The prestige of Jianming Mountain is not comparable to that of Yun'an Temple, and the master's cultivation level is not comparable to that of Master Yunzheng. Moreover, he has rarely appeared in front of people in the past hundred years, and no one knows what his cultivation level is.

Now everyone was immediately convinced by this beautiful move.

When everyone calmed down, the head of Jianmingshan slowly touched his long beard and said, "Jianmingshan has already investigated the gathering of demon cultivators this time."

"Demon Lord Qin Yimai is about to lead the demon cultivators to attack the righteous path."

"Anyone who can perform well in the battle will be rewarded with elixirs, techniques and other heavenly and earthly treasures."

"Many of them have elixirs that extend life and prolong life."

As he finished his sentence, everyone's faces became increasingly ugly.

"How can a child with a yellow mouth who has only been practicing for a few decades know a life-prolonging elixir! That elixir was lost thousands of years ago!"

This time, there was no need for the head of Jianming Mountain to speak. Yu Wenxing, who was sitting below him, looked uneasy and said: "We accidentally traveled to a thousand years ago when we were in Songhe Cave Mansion. He...should have known about it at that time."

As he was nearly seventy years old, he was rather annoyed when he heard such a thing. Now that he heard that such a thing could really exist, fluctuations flashed in his cloudy eyes.

The rest of the people present were also in different moods.

The abbot of Yun'an Temple clasped his hands together, recited 'Amitabha' and then said softly: "Now that the matter has come to this, how should we deal with the attack of the demonic cultivators?"

These words also reminded everyone that they had returned to reality from their greedy thoughts.

Yes!

Those things are for rewarding demonic cultivators.

And if they want to get rewards, they must kill these righteous people.

The head of Jianming Mountain looked at the front covered by the clouds with burning eyes: "Fight hard! We have been cultivating for hundreds of years to support justice. How can we allow demonic cultivators to run rampant! Besides, don't you think that your cultivation is inferior to demonic cultivators?"

"Support justice and kill evil cultivators——"

"Support justice and kill evil cultivators——"

Infected by the words of the head of Jianming Mountain, everyone shouted loudly.

People with a long-term vision were not dazzled by these words, but they secretly hid themselves in the crowd to hide themselves.

The law of the jungle is not just talk.

That day in front of the Songhe Cave Mansion, many people saw the cultivation of Demon Lord Qin Yimai. He didn't even take action and used the Nine Nether Fire to burn everyone who came close to him to nothing.

No matter how nice you say it, if you don’t have matching strength, you’ll still be sent to die!

……

Mingzong.

Many disciples are talking about it. They are all puzzled by the fact that the master has closed the mountain gate tightly. Now the survival of the righteous way is only a matter of thought, but as Mingzong disciples, they can only live in the mountain gate. This kind of frustration makes everyone People's hearts are filled with anger and resentment.

Even if Xu Zhiren came forward, he could not suppress the doubts of these disciples.

"Brother, head! How long are you going to hide?" He should obviously be the one to resolve these matters, but now they all fall on him!

Yun Zheng, who was stared at by Xu Zhiren's angry eyes, could only try to please him with snacks: "Junior brother, come and try the snacks that Linghezhai produced today. This girl Cheng'er bought them after hoarding them for a long time. It’s still warm!”

Song Yuecheng, who was only given a piece of pastry, looked at Yun Zheng with tears in her eyes. She had obviously changed places to hide things, but the head brother could find them accurately every time.

No wonder she always liked to call people mother when she didn't recognize them as a child!

Besides my mother, who can be like the head brother!

Yun Zheng, who didn't know that he was being slandered, saw that Xu Zhiren's expression didn't improve at all. He quickly put the pastries and fruits in the storage space to prevent them from disappearing later. Then he sighed softly: "Now Mingxiao has been waiting for a while. Return, I can only trouble you, junior brother."

Xu Zhiren: "..."

It’s not that I don’t know his difficulties.

But every time these troublesome things are dealt with by him, and he hides behind like a man with nothing to do!

Yun Zheng's eyes were wandering as he was stared at by Xu Zhiren's resentful eyes.

Cleaning up the messes of his junior brothers and sisters was already enough for him to work hard on, but he really couldn't keep his mind on the affairs of the sect disciples...

"Forget it, just help-"

Before he could finish speaking, Yun Zheng grabbed Xu Zhiren's hand: "Junior brother! I'm really troubling you!"

Xu Zhiren: "..."

His own senior brother, what else could he do?

Song Yuecheng, who was about to sneak away Yun Zheng's storage bag, was stunned. Yun Zheng also noticed her strange behavior. He slapped her hand away heavily, with a dangerous expression on his handsome face: "Look The medicine I boiled for you is not bitter enough..."

Song Yuecheng, who had a bitter look on his face after drinking, quickly diverted the trouble away: "Brother, head master! I came here to tell you that senior brother Xiao Xiao contacted me! I didn't want to steal your storage bag!"

"Did Mingxiao contact you?"

Yun Zheng and Xu Zhiren both looked at Song Yuecheng with shocked expressions.

Seeing that his attention was diverted, and knowing that he would no longer be fed bitter medicine, Song Yuecheng straightened his face, sat upright and said, "Well, Senior Brother Mingxiao is back, and he said -"

"Mingzong, don't get involved in this battle between good and evil."