Creation: I Am Azathoth

After the mysterious Lingjian entered Quanzhen Sect, all the peak masters discussed with the head teacher in the Chongyang Palace that night.

He did not leave the Chongyang Palace until the next day.

At noon on Mount Taiyi, Meng Yi made a pot of tea for senior brother Mo Xiangnan. After filling the cup, he asked in a low voice:

"Brother, have you read the letter too? What does it say?"

Meng Yi is not only the number one freshman of Quanzhen sect, but also a special player in the abnormal game, so he naturally wanted to bring some news of "Nine Four Three" to the abnormal game.

This is not a spy. After all, the Huaxia Sect and the government are one family, and everyone knows Meng Yi's identity.

Daoism teaches people who are destined, regardless of their status.

Ever since Shangxue met Ling Jian that day, Meng Yi felt that the atmosphere of Quanzhen Sect was very oppressive.

The peak master and the head of the sect did not discuss the matter in the Chongyang Palace, and the true disciples retreated one after another.

Even the disciples who entered the room have a heavy face these days.

Meng Yi, being number one on the freshman list, had already guessed that the letter must be sent to Chongqing.

Mo Xiangnan still had a paralyzed face, took a sip of tea, and said:

"The Dragon Stealer was born."

Meng Yi added tea to Mo Xiangnan and asked:

"Dragon Stealer? Isn't it very powerful?"

Mo Xiangnan first raised his hand to let Meng Yi sit down, and then said:

"Dragon Stealer is really powerful."

"The dragon luck of Kyushu is stolen and monopolized by one person, which will cut off the fairy roads of other ascetics in the world, and will cause various sects to attack."

"Therefore, only by conquering all the monks in the world can the dragon stealers steal the dragon luck and ascend to the throne of the king."

"If it's not strong enough, what's the point of stealing Dragon Luck?"

Hearing this, Meng Yi immediately said:

"Sounds so overbearing!"

Conquer all the ascetics in the world and enjoy Kyushu Dragon Luck alone.

Meng Yi has only seen this kind of thing in Long Aotian's novels.

Unexpectedly, in reality, there are people with such courage and strength.

Meng Yi asked: "Then what will the peak master and the sect master do?"

Hearing this, the pure white long sword in Mo Xiangnan's hand shook slightly, and said:

"My generation of monks is not afraid of a battle!"

Heaven and Earth Sword Cultivator,

rather bend than bend,

Why fear a war?

On Taiyi Mountain, the clouds all over the sky trembled slightly with the long sword.

That was a strong sword intent.

Meng Yi felt that he was short of something after practicing sword these days, so he was always stuck in a certain bottleneck.

Now, Meng Yi finally knew what he was missing.

He lacks the arrogance of a sword cultivator.

My generation of monks is not afraid of a battle!

Realizing this, Meng Yi broke through a level, stood up, cupped his hands, and said gratefully:

"Brother, I've been taught!"

Mo Xiangnan also noticed Meng Yi's breakthrough, waved his hand, and said:

"Practice your sword well, maybe you will be able to reach 70 soon"

"It's just that it's still unknown whether you can participate in the war at that time.

After Mo Xiangnan finished speaking, he slowly closed his eyes and began to practice his mind.

Three days later, the Chongyang Palace was opened, and all the peak masters and head teachers came out.

On Mount Taiyi, Meng Yi, who was still practicing, was awakened by Daoist Kong Wu who had returned.

Looking at the dark circles under the eyes of Kong Wudao, and the damage to the clothes all over his body, Meng Yi asked in disbelief:

"Master, you and the rest of the masters are... fighting in Chongyang Palace 1.1?"

Daoist Kongwu waved his fist angrily, and said:

"The head and I want to go straight down the mountain to find the trouble of the Dragon Stealer."

"But the rest of the peak masters think that the strength of the dragon stealer is extraordinary, and they should avoid their edge first, and wait for the revived god to solve it.

"Arguing and arguing, there is no result."

"In the end, it's still the Taoist priest and the master's fist that are harder!".