Prehistoric: Twelve Golden Immortals At The Beginning Of The Game

Jiang Lao looked around and said:

"If you want to leave, give the Kunlun jade medal to your peak owner, go to the sundries place, take this month's salary, and leave."

After speaking, he looked at Jiang Cheng and several peak masters, and said in a deep voice:

"It's not just them, but you too."

"If you want to leave, give the Kunlun jade medal to the old man, and then leave."

Jiang Cheng and Zhao Xiong looked at each other and laughed.

Only Xu Han had a strange look in his eyes.

Several peak masters stood on the Shanmen Square, looking at the thousands of Kunlun disciples in front of them with expressionless expressions.

The scattered Kunlun disciples walked towards them with shame on their faces, handed over the jade medals in their hands, and wanted to say something:

"Master, my parents at home are still waiting for me to go back, I can't..."

Jiang Cheng said:

"No need to say more, Kunlun, understand you, you are here to cultivate immortals and seek longevity, not to seek death, go."

Several people were ashamed, and bowed to the head and all the peak masters, and then turned and left.

After a few sticks of incense, most of the thousands of disciples have already left.

Those who were left were practicing here for many years, and most of them were monks who made their homes.

In the square, there was a lot of discussion:

A person beside a disciple of North Mingfeng:

"Are you going?"

The human said: "If you don't go, there are no relatives in my family. Kunlun is my home. Where can I go? Can you go?"

"No, but I have to write back and ask my grandchildren to build an ancestral hall for his ancestor, hahaha."

"Hahaha."

Similar conversations continued to ring in Shanmen Square.

The two avatars outside of Li Xuan united, watching all this happen quietly, without much expression on his face.

In the monkey's heart, it was filled with emotion.

Soon, the disciple who wanted to leave was already gone.

Xu Han, who received the half jade of Shuangyuefeng, came to Jiang Cheng with a storage bag containing the jade.

A hesitation flashed in his eyes, and then he was absolutely replaced, he handed the storage bag to Jiang Cheng, and said slowly:

"Guanghan Fudi, I took a fancy to my fairy body. I have contacted me many times, but I have rejected it."

"Just now, Sect Master Guanghan called me again, saying that he would accept me as a direct disciple, I..."

Zhao Xiong was furious:

"Xu Han, over the years, I have treated you in Kunlun as a leader, you..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Cheng interrupted him by raising his hand:

"Xu Han, go and stay freely, you don't have to be burdened, you have a good future, you really shouldn't be buried here, let's go."

As he said, he looked at Xu Tong, who was carrying a pillar of fire, and said:

"Junior Brother Xu, of our generation, you have the highest talent. Within ten years, you must be above me."

Without waiting for Jiang Cheng to finish, Xu Tong said lightly:

"Brother head, needless to say, Kunlun is my home. Kunlun took my life back."

"Sheng, Kunlun Xiu."

"Death, it's Kunlun Soul."

Jiang Cheng nodded slightly.

In his heart, he actually liked Xu Tong too. If there was no such accident, he would pass it on to Xu Tong as the head of the future.

Xu Han returned the treasure of Frost Moon Peak to Jiang Cheng, and then turned around silently.

After walking a few steps, he bid farewell to everyone and Tengyun left.

Watching Xu Han disappear into the sky, Jiang Cheng's eyes fell on Li Xuan.

"Junior Brother Li Xuan, you don't have to die with everyone."

"Go, take your disciples into the world, and with your ability, you can spend your life comfortably."

Li Xuan smiled slightly:

"Brother head, I look down on me too much."

"Although my cultivation base is not high, Li Xuan has been a peak master in Kunlun for ten years after all."

"If I want to leave Kunlun when I am in danger, I can't do it."

"Besides, how did the brother know that he would definitely lose?"

He looked at the man in Jinpao:

"Senior Qi Tian has cultivated to reach the sky, and can kill the earth and the immortals with people and immortals,"

"Maybe it's time to break through the realm and kill the heavens with the earth immortals,"

"Isn't it clear that you can take us through the Xian League slaying order?"

Jiang Cheng smiled bitterly:

"Junior Brother Li Xuan is as optimistic as ever."

Not far away, when the monkey heard Li Xuan calling him Senior Qi Tian, ​​his legs were almost frightened, and he hurriedly said:

"Master, you have broken the disciples."

Li Xuan smiled and waved his hand:

"Just kidding, don't take it seriously."

The monkey's heart hung in his throat before it fell back into his stomach.

When did Master learn to joke?

It's scary.

The work of accepting the token was quickly completed.

Jiang Cheng looked at those Kunlun disciples who regarded death as home. He couldn't bear it. He turned to look at Jiang Lao and asked in a low voice:

"Master, is there really no other way?"

Jiang Lao squinted at the crowd, and said solemnly:

"Perhaps, there is another way, but I don't know if it is feasible."

"any solution?"

Jiang Cheng's eyes lit up. If he could choose, he really didn't want these Kunlun disciples who had followed him to the death to die tragically here.

Die under the righteous magic weapon!

Jiang Lao said solemnly:

"You follow me."

Jiang Lao took Jiang Cheng to the ancestral hall.

Jiang Cheng doubted:

"Master, what to do in the Patriarch Hall? Since the Great War, our power has been continuously weakened."

"Many ancestors have also lost the news. Here, no one has stepped into the fairyland and ascended to heaven for thousands of years."

Jiang Lao said solemnly:

"It is true, but not always,"

"What do you say?" Jiang Cheng was a little confused.

Jiang Lao said:

"Actually, we still have a few Patriarchs who still exist in the Heavenly Court,"

"Although, in name, he is already a monk from another sect."

"However, if they are willing to recite the incense of the past, perhaps, there is still a hint of life."

Jiang Cheng's eyes lit up:

"Is there anything else? Master, please contact me soon."

Jiang Lao nodded, and from the storage bag, took out a few incense sticks that had been stored for an unknown period of time. After lighting, he bowed sincerely and said:

"Kunlun suffered the disaster of extinction. If the ancestors are alive, please remember to protect Kunlun from this difficulty in the past."

The green smoke curled up and was silent.

After a while, most of the long incense sticks in Jiang Lao's hand burned, but no ancestor appeared.

Jiang Cheng sighed:

"It seems that there is no hope."

Jiang Lao knelt on the ground, silent,

After another moment, the incense grew in Jiang Lao's hand, which was about to burn out.

Jiang Cheng sighed:

"Master, get up, since they don't want to have contact with Kunlun, just forget it."

Jiang Lao squinted his eyes and read it again in a deep voice:

"Kunlun suffered the disaster of extinction. If the ancestors are alive, please remember to protect Kunlun from this difficulty in the past."

"Please, Patriarch, help!"

Huh!

The blue smoke condensed and turned into a phantom, and several Kunlun Patriarchs finally manifested their spirits.

Jiang Lao's eyes were shining brightly, and Jiang Cheng was also pleasantly surprised.

Several phantoms looked down at Jiang Lao and others, and the leader said:

"I shouldn't have anything to do with Kunlun anymore. I just thought about my love back then, so I waited and tried again. No matter success or failure, from now on, I will have nothing to do with Kunlun anymore."

Hearing these words, Jiang Cheng felt an unnamed anger rising in his heart.

However, Jiang Lao lowered his head and said in a deep voice:

"Thank you patriarchs."

A few phantoms slowly dissipated.

In Jiang Lao's hands, the last bit of incense remained indestructible, seemingly blessed by supernatural power.

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