Guarding the Sutra Library for a hundred years, investing in the villain of destiny

In the past, they would never have thought like this, but Ye Qingcheng's departure was no less than the sky falling for them. The whole world was dark, and even the saints had defected from the sect. Who else could not leave?

Moreover, Jiang Chen is not only responsible for the Donglin Sect, but also the Jiang family. He has been officially declared as the eldest son. There is a bright future ahead of him. There is no need to wade through this muddy water again. Therefore, even if Jiang Chen chooses They won't blame him for leaving, but they may feel a strong sense of loss in their hearts.

In anticipation.

Waiting.

Jiang Chen came out of seclusion, dressed in gorgeous robes, with a tall body, handsome features, and a plump figure like jade. He stood there calmly and made many female disciples look confused and show their infatuation.

"I already know this!"

"I~!"

"I am willing to live and die with the Donglin Sect!"

"Wow~!"

There were not too many inspiring speeches, only a short and light sentence, which sounded like the sound of nature to the ears of Senior Brother Lu, Junior Brother Zhao, and Junior Sister Liu, just like grasping a straw in a desperate situation. A beam of dawn suddenly made these disciples have bright smiles on their faces, and they found their backbone.

Senior brother is here.

The Son is here.

What else is there to worry about?

Even the Holy Son is willing to live and die with them.

What's wrong with them?

For a while.

Disciples.

All smiles.

He bowed and saluted, "You're disturbing senior brother's practice!"

Then all the disciples returned to Donglin Sect in unison. Some went to the martial arts hall, some to the Sutra Pavilion, and some to Jianhe in the back mountain. In short, no one among the disciples showed any signs of idleness at this moment. .

Presbytery.

When the elders heard the news, their faces burst into bright smiles, they nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Jiang Chen is worthy of being the Holy Son of the Donglin Sect. This responsibility is worth it!"

Xiao Rongyu, who was in charge of the training ground, also heard this, and his nervous expression suddenly broke out into a bright smile, and he nodded slightly, full of smiles.

Three days.

It went by in a flash.

The sky above Donglin Sect.

There were several figures standing.

Xiao Rongyu.

Elder Jiang.

Wang He.

Elder Wang who suppressed the forbidden area.

They looked at each other and looked down at the empty figures below the sect. Compared with the figures before the sect was sealed, more than 60% of the figures had passed away. They said softly: "This time the loss of personnel is more than I thought!"

Elder Jiang also revealed that he was complicated. Originally, he would not have left so many disciples, and it was not that Donglin Sect had really destroyed the sect. However, with the departure of Saint Ye Qingcheng, a frenzy was completely set off. Those who were wavering found the backbone, one by one. Follow them and leave, even the saint has left, why can't they.

Together.

Some elders.

Some people also left.

As a result, Nuo Da's sect was empty. If Jiang Chen hadn't stood up from behind and said that he was willing to live and die with the sect, more people would have passed away. Even so, these elders were in a daze.

"It's okay to leave. The remaining ones are all elites and are worth cultivating. In the past, it was not clear who should allocate resources to. Now there is no need to think about it. All the remaining resources will be allocated to these people!" said Elder Wang, who was suppressing the forbidden area.

"good!"

"good!"

Several people nodded.

Xiao Rongyu said again: "Then start sealing off the sect!"

"good!"

"Buzz!"

Several people join forces.

Activate the mysterious runes.

A hazy light bloomed, covering the Donglin Sect in a short moment. In the eyes of outsiders, a ray of light covered it, and the next second Donglin Sect disappeared in front of them in shock.

"this……!"

"this!"

Those who left the sect, some of whom never left, still wanted to wait and see the status of the Donglin Sect. If they survived this calamity and went back, they all felt a tremor in their hearts, and the Donglin Sect disappeared.

"hiss!"

Do not know why.

these disciples.

My heart trembled for no reason.

Ye Qingcheng, who was in the crowd, panicked for no reason, and the regret in her heart suddenly reached the extreme, because she suddenly remembered that once she left Donglin Sect, who could take care of her?

Practice is not just about yourself.

There are also resources.

And connections.

And the background.

Left the Donglin Sect.

I am nothing.

Look around.

Zhenwu Zong.

Immortal Sect.

Goddess Sect.

The saints and saints of these sects have already established themselves. In the past, they were bound to be ostracized. Even if they went to the slightly weaker Xuanwang Palace, the Fuyue Sect would not mention whether they could like them or not. Even if they did join, they would be careful. Cultivate yourself? With Donglin Sect’s past experience, even Donglin Holy Land can be betrayed and abandoned, what else can’t be done?

She had this kind of awareness and thought after leaving the sect, but this idea has never been bigger than running away, and she is still lucky. Now with the disappearance of Donglin Sect, she is completely panicked.

Regret it.

The emotion of regret.

Spreading in the heart.

Permeating the mind.

disturbed.

Blame yourself.

fear.

There is also hesitation and helplessness about the future.

…

…

Donglin sect.

No one cared about their emotions. As the sect was sealed, all those who were still practicing felt something in their hearts. They suddenly looked up and saw only a few human emperors standing there safely.

"Start immediately!"

"Long to the east is Zongfeng Mountain!"

"Until Elder Chu defeats the saint!"

"also!"

"Those who left the sect before, from now on, Donglin Sect will no longer recognize their identities!" Xiao Rongyu said in a cold voice, and just one sentence wiped out the identities of those people. No matter what kind of saint, elder, or inner disciple, since this sentence was spoken, all of them have been invalidated.

"Good!"

Wang He.

Elder Jiang and others were very satisfied.

In the Sutra Library.

Hearing the voice of Sect Leader Xiao, Chu Xun also showed a slight smile at the corner of his mouth. In extraordinary times, extraordinary things should be done. As the sect leader, he should be decisive in killing. Since those people left the sect on their own, they should have no entanglement with Donglin Sect.

As thoughts surged, he slowly picked up the scriptures in his hand and murmured: "I will read three thousand volumes, and I don't know what the next reward will be!"

During this period.

The situation in the Eastern Region is surging.

It changes constantly.

His clone was dealing with one thing after another, while the original body picked up the scriptures in the Sutra Library and studied them silently, day and night, immersed in the scriptures. Now he has read 2999 volumes, and is only one volume away from the task of reading 3,000 volumes.

As he slowly studied.

The last volume was also completed.

The voice of blessing from the heart resounded.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for reading 3,000 volumes!"

"Task reward!"

"Finger of Emptiness"

"Thirty Years of Cultivation"

"One Chance to Invest in Villains"

Chu Xun's eyes lit up directly, ignoring the other two, and staring at the second reward with a sparkling look. Thirty years of cultivation is enough to push himself to the realm of saints.