Dragon and Tiger Taoist

In the endless void, a huge white lotus spanning thousands of miles blooms here. It is surrounded by the radiance of faith that is like a substance, giving people a sense of sacredness and inviolability. And on its rosette, there is a broken cave sky, which is vaguely pious. The voice of prayer came from it. This is the headquarters of the White Lotus Sect in the world. It is called the Brahma Pure Heaven. It can roam freely in the void and is very secret. No outsider has been able to find this Brahma Pure Heaven.

In the Old Mother's Palace, where the White Lotus Sect's senior leaders discuss matters, fifteen White Lotus Sect elders gathered together, all of them with solemn expressions. Each of them exudes an extraordinary aura, and they are all monks above the Taoist realm.

From bottom to top, the White Lotus Sect is divided into ordinary believers, deacons, protectors, elders and chief priests. The status of the elders and chief priests are nominally equal, except that the elders belong directly to the headquarters, while the chief priests are outside personnel responsible for taking charge. One party’s academic affairs.

Although the current White Lotus Sect is at a low point in strength, as a uniquely powerful force, they still have extraordinary heritage. According to the canon rules, both the elders and the chief priests must be Taoist monks, and these fifteen White Lotus The elders are not the entire strength of the White Lotus Sect, which shows how powerful the White Lotus Sect is.

"This time, in order to cover San Luo's actions, we took the initiative to expose our whereabouts. At present, many rudders have been uprooted, and two chief priests have even died as a result. The losses are not small. I am afraid we will continue to hibernate for a while."

In the silence, an elder with white beard and hair, face like a baby, and wearing a dark yellow robe spoke.

Hearing this, the rest of the people became more and more silent. Everyone present could accept the heavy price they paid. After all, this was what they had voluntarily given up. But the problem was that they paid the price, but their plan failed. They gained divine enlightenment and were San Luo, whom they regarded as their hope, died on the Southeast Road, and all their plans came to nothing.

"If we had sent more force, the situation might have been different."

At a certain moment, a young elder sighed, his words full of regret.

Hearing this, someone sneered.

"Send more people? How many people are appropriate? How many people can be used to stop the fake immortal holding the perfect immortal weapon? And do you really think that the forces in Middle-earth will turn a blind eye to us?"

As soon as these words came out, the young elders who had spoken before suddenly looked a little ugly, and many elders showed approval on their faces.

"Elder Jingxin is right. Once we show traces, those old immortals will probably strangle us immediately. You must know that a new round of dragon fighting has begun. This may be the last time. It involves the secrets of Emperor Tian and others. The inheritance of the Ying Emperor cannot be controlled by those old immortals and the existence behind them."

"In the eyes of these beings, we, the White Lotus Sect, are the biggest source of cholera. Once we seize the opportunity, they will definitely kill us."

With strong words, a strong man spoke.

As soon as these words came out, more people agreed, and the old mother palace, which had been silent for a while, suddenly became lively, and even started to accuse each other. After all, not everyone supported San Luo's plan before.

"Well, what happened has happened, and there is no point in arguing anymore."

Seeing that the situation was getting out of control, the old woman who had been sitting in the front seat spoke. Her hair was gray and meticulously groomed. Her seemingly old face was filled with the brilliance of kindness, which made people feel more friendly at first sight. Her eyes were dark and inside. The shadow of a lotus looms.

The old woman's words were not loud, but when her voice rang out, the bustling Old Mother Palace suddenly became quiet, because she was Jingxuan, the current great elder of the White Lotus Sect, and the only pseudo-immortal in the White Lotus Sect. .

Unlike San Luo, who suddenly gained great strength by relying on the power of the gods and cultivated a divine body to be close to the pseudo-immortal, Jingxuan's power was cultivated step by step by herself. She was able to become a pseudo-immortal because she occupied a naturally blessed place. Condensed divine body.

"There was nothing wrong with the previous plan. Before it happened, no one would have thought that there would be a false immortal hiding in the barren Southeast Road. I can only say that God is not as good as man."

There was an undoubted force in the seemingly gentle words. As soon as he opened his mouth, Jingxuan made up his mind about what had happened before.

"However, although San Luo failed, being able to obtain divine grace proves that the awakening of Lord Rongyan has reached a certain level. And since Lord Rongyan has begun to truly revive, other gods are naturally not far away."

"The current situation is indeed unfavorable for us, but it may not be an opportunity, an opportunity to obtain divine enlightenment. Next, we need to hibernate for a while. When the chaos in Middle-earth really breaks out, it will be the time for us to be born again. When the time comes At that time, we can spread my mother’s glory to the world.”

"So please be patient and wait."

Looking at everyone present, Jingxuan showed no anger or authority.

Hearing this, everyone bowed in response.

"Follow the teachings of the Great Elder."

With all kinds of thoughts floating in their hearts, all the elders left the Old Mother Palace together. This time was indeed their most likely chance to obtain divine enlightenment. From this perspective, San Luo's death may not be a bad thing. After all, it can exist at the same time. The number of inspired ones is limited, but they need to be as prepared as possible before the opportunity comes.

After everyone left, sitting alone in the Old Mother Palace with his back against the statue of the Old Mother, the Great Elder Jingxuan looked into the void, as if he saw the southeast road, and remained silent.

"The blood of Lord Yan is a pity."

With a sigh, Jingxuan's figure disappeared. Because the transformation was not complete, the pseudo-immortal was actually not suitable to leave the blessed land for a long time and walk outside.

Although he also had the Immortal Weapon in his hand and had a profound foundation, Jingxuan was not sure of regaining the blood of Lord Yan from another pseudo-immortal holding the Immortal Weapon.

And there is no need for her to take this risk. She only needs to wait for the weather. After the gods truly recover, she can calmly take back this drop of Yanjun's blood. After all, ordinary cultivators cannot refine Yanjun's blood at all. .

Although the current strength of the White Lotus Sect is insufficient, and she is the only pseudo-immortal who is in charge, which does not match their former reputation, the inheritance of the White Lotus Sect is special. As long as the vacuum hometown is reopened and the gods are revived, the strength of the White Lotus Sect will rise rapidly. It will usher in rapid growth. At that time, as long as it blocks the way, even a pseudo-immortal can only turn into ashes under the light of the old mother.

As the meeting ended, the dormant order was quickly and quietly conveyed through secret channels. After paying a heavy price, the White Lotus Sect disappeared from everyone's sight again like a flash in the pan. Hibernating in the darkness, silently waiting for the opportunity.

However, this action of the White Lotus Sect finally touched the sensitive nerves of some beings. In the following period, the entire Middle-earth was in turmoil, and various traces of the White Lotus Sect were dug out.