Emperor of Nine Suns

"Um?"

The old man's expression did not change at all, and he still looked at the clear tea in the cup, "Reason?"

"It is said that when they saw Chu Chen's extraordinary talent, they fell in love with him and were afraid that he would fall in the battle with Yao Jinghai. They wanted to use the Presbyterian Council to remove his **** rights..."

"So, they want to protect little friend Chu Chen?"

"That should be the meaning." The disciple in white's voice became lower and lower, because he didn't know what the ancestor's reaction was.

"Nonsense."

The old man frowned slightly, put down the tea cup in his hand, and the expression on his face became cold, "These idiots can't even make up their minds. The battle between Chu Chen and Yao Jinghai is already imminent and irreversible. If Forcibly stopping it may affect Chu Chen's Taoist heart. If Chu Chen's cultivation is affected, they will not be able to compensate even if they lose 10,000 lives. Chu Chen should be the person who will eventually lead the Biquan Immortal Sect, as long as he himself Can win this battle.”

"That's what our ancestors said." The man in white lowered his head lower and lower, not daring to touch the old man's threatening gaze.

"Go and tell those idiots, Biquan Immortal Sect, no one is allowed to influence the wishes of little friend Chu Chen. If someone intends to interfere with his decision..." The old man paused slightly, holding a black chess piece in his hand. Put it gently on the chessboard, and the whole back mountain was shocked.

It was as if the sky and the earth were shaking at the same time, and the disciple in white felt the throbbing in the air, which made him feel that the energy and blood in his body were boiling, and he was almost unable to stand still.

"Listen clearly, no matter who wants to interfere with Chu Chen's wishes, he no longer has to stay in this sect." The old man said word by word,

"Disciple understands." The true disciple in white immediately nodded, his pupils shrank slightly, he bowed respectfully and saluted, and then escaped into the void.

The corner of the old man's mouth curled up slightly, and he murmured in a low voice: "Hehe... Brother Chu, at the fifth level of spiritual water, how can you deal with the master who dug out the Xuquan? I want to see if you can win this battle... …Being transformed into a god in one battle, or completely destroyed in one battle, it is all your destiny.”

In the restricted space of the Biquan Immortal Sect Elders' Council, when the outer elders were about to finish their discussion and leave the meeting, the void shook, and the originally calm space suddenly fluctuated slightly, as if it were a lake filled with stones. A handsome figure dressed in white like snow walked out of the void.

"Jun Haotian, Fang Tianhao!"

Among the many sects,

Only extremely senior "true disciples" who have made great contributions and made great contributions to the sect can be called "true kings".

The "Haotian Lord" in front of me is a famous figure among the true disciples of the Biquan Immortal Sect. He is even one of the popular candidates for the "true disciple" within the sect! He is the true pride of heaven and the pillar of the sect!

The most important thing is that this powerful man at the True Lord level is the disciple of the "ancestor" who serves the back mountain of Biquan Immortal Sect! His status is indescribable and he is highly respected. Therefore, seeing him appear, all the elders of the Outer Presbyterian Church suddenly looked slightly stern and were in awe.

The great elder stood up and cupped his hands slightly: "Brother Fang is here, what do you think, ancestor?"

"Everyone, listen up."

Lord Haotian nodded slightly towards the great elder and looked at everyone, "The ancestor has only one sentence. He does not allow anyone to influence the will of little friend Chu Chen. No one is allowed to change the decision he makes!"

As soon as the words came out, everyone in the hall was shocked. No one expected that this True Lord came just to spread such a word. Not to interfere with Chu Chen's wishes...Does the ancestor from the back mountain want to watch Chu Chen die in the hands of Yao Jinghai?

All the elders looked extremely confused. The ancestors obviously valued Chu Chen very much, so why did they want him to die?

"Everyone should know the temper of our ancestors. Please don't interfere with Chu Chen! In addition, I would like to advise you again. You should take good care of that Yao Jinghai and ask him to behave. If he is a normal sectarian, no matter what happens , he wouldn’t even say anything.”

Fang Tianhao suddenly changed the topic, his eyes were cold, "If Yao Jinghai had played any tricks on Chu Chen before his death... don't say that he was just a candidate true disciple, even if he was a 'true king', The old man won't let him live, and by then, I'm afraid all the elders will be implicated..."

"This..." The elders were stunned for a moment, and they were silent for a while, and no one dared to speak anymore.

Fang Tianhao glanced around, and when he saw the shocked expressions on everyone's faces, he nodded slightly, "I've brought the message, so I'll take my leave."

After that, he didn't say any more nonsense. He took a step forward and his body disappeared into the void.

There was a moment of silence in the elders' meeting, and you could hear a pin drop.

"What does the ancestor mean? Could it be that he thinks that this time..." Elder Lingyan's lips moved a few times, with a hint of disbelief in his expression, "This time... Chu Chen might win?"

In an instant, all the elders could not help but swallow a mouthful of saliva. After a long time, Elder Lingsen asked with some difficulty: "Does the ancestor of the fifth level of spiritual water think he can win against a strong man in the Xuquan realm?"

Among all the people, only the Great Elder remained silent. He was in a really bad mood. His ancestors did not allow him to interfere. If Chu Chen really died in the palace, the anger would definitely turn towards him.

What should I do? If possible, he would like to kill Yao Jinghai himself to calm the turmoil.

But the ancestor said that he could not interfere in this massacre at all. He could only wish Chu Chen good luck, and he had good luck, although the hope was slim.

Just days before the annual ****, a piece of news swept across like a strong wind, instantly making the disciples of the Biquan Immortal Sect excited. Yao Jinghai was going to hold a grand spiritual spring banquet!

The monks in the Lingquan Realm have an endless supply of spiritual power in their bodies and are unparalleled in power. They are completely different from the monks in the Lingshui Realm. This is a natural chasm. Once you cross it, it will immediately turn into a dragon like a carp, roaring proudly for nine days, with a bright future.

If you can't get over it, you will be stuck in a muddle for the rest of your life. At most, you will be an outer elder of a sect and live a mediocre life.

Therefore, for any monk, once he crosses the spiritual spring realm, it is a major event that can affect his life. Moreover, since Yao Jinghai entered the path of cultivation, he has always been a legend and a role model in the eyes of everyone. His reputation was at its peak. At this time, he broke through the spiritual water realm and dug out the virtual spring, which attracted the attention of the whole sect.

At this point, it is a certainty that he will become a powerful Lingquan man. Once he becomes a powerful Lingquan man, based on his talent, he will naturally be selected as an infinitely honorable "true disciple" and rise to prominence from then on. Therefore, this Lingquan Banquet was expected by everyone.