The Rise Of Xiu Xian Sect

There was a rumbling sound, and after a period of time and space shuttle, the three of them appeared in an Immortal Cave.

Because of one experience, Ye Bufan just felt a little buzzing in his head this time.

But Wang Bing and Dongfang Ji were a little nauseous.

Ye Bufan smiled slightly, Divine Sense swept slightly, and he walked out of Immortal Cave without feeling that there were other cultivators outside.

Ye Bufan left the space for Dongfang Ji and Wang Bing. He was looking at the scenery and didn't want to see the comedy played by the two.

In Immortal Cave, as he thought, there was a comedy happening again.

One persuasion, one persistence.

...

"Hey, Brother Ye, let's go." After a long time, Dongfang Ji walked out of Immortal Cave and sighed helplessly.

"Brother Dongfang, or knock her unconscious and use time to influence." Ye Bufan smiled, and the voice transmission replied.

If that piece of ice heard this, it wouldn't be so good.

"No, she has her fate, let's go" Dongfang Ji sighed.

"Okay, let's go" Ye Bufan didn't ask the specific thing, just think about it. He is not interested in knowing this either.

...

At the same time, in the southwestern part of the Central Plains, at an Immortal Cave on the main peak of Wanbao Building, a middle-aged man read the Jade Slip in his hand and thought about the things inside the building.

So he flashed his figure and came to a small river. There was a thatched house and a field of several acres by the river.

A gray-haired old man was brandishing a hoe, renovating the soil. There are all kinds of rice and fruits in the fields.

"Uncle Master, I'm busy" the middle-aged man said with a slight smile.

"If you are old, you can experience the landscape and countryside, you can sit in the house" the old man said with emotion, wiping the sweat from his forehead with his sleeves.

"good"

"Come, eat a piece of fruit." The old man picked a few fruits from the ground, cut them into pieces, and put them on the plate.

"Okay." The middle-aged man was not polite, tasted it, and said with a smile regardless of the juice coming out of his mouth, "Very sweet"

The old man nodded, "Is this life like fruit, always bitter before sweet."

The middle-aged man was quite helpless. He didn't want to discuss life with this uncle, so he wiped his mouth with his hand, "Uncle, there is news from Eastern Wasteland, Zeng Ming has appeared."

The fruit in the old man's hand suddenly stopped for a while, and then he finished the fruit and asked faintly, "What did you do?"

"To the Soul Sect..." The middle-aged man said the news back.

"Oh, it's not like him, why isn't it crazy?" The old man frowned slightly.

The middle-aged man smiled helplessly. It's not crazy to make it like this, then what is crazy.

"Maybe he is also self-cultivating, but it doesn't matter to us." The old man shook his head, he didn't understand, he didn't even think about it.

The middle-aged nodded, their influence in Eastern Wasteland is not strong. Zeng Ming would not provoke them on his own initiative.

"He should have reached the limit. He is a bit older than me. If he can't make a breakthrough, he will be almost the same." The old man sighed again, not knowing whether it was for him or for himself.

"Uncle Master, don't think so, you are still the pillar of the building." The middle-aged man smiled slightly.

"Don't say this too much, I retired, now you are in the position, you are the backbone." The old man said lightly.

"I know" the middle-aged man smiled helplessly. In fact, he was just for caring. Who would have thought that this old man was so tough.

"What else can you do if you come to me, just tell me." The old man took a bite of the fruit and continued.

"Uncle Shi is really clear." The middle-aged man smiled, "Now the contradictions among factions are much bigger. Some forces are unwilling to be content with the status quo. They want to intervene in more positions, and contradictions have occurred several times."

At the end, the middle-aged man shook his head helplessly.

The old man ate a piece of fruit, wiped his mouth, and clapped his hands, "If you can know this, and think about solving it, it means that you are not too bad. But you can't do it.

You shouldn’t ask me about this. You are the family. As long as the interests of the building are taken into consideration, you can do it. "

The middle-aged man nodded, he knew the old man hadn't finished.

"Many people think that he or they are very important, but in fact they are not so important. If they are destroyed, Wanbaolou will still operate."

The elderly's sudden killing intent, even if the sun is shining, makes the middle-aged people feel a bit cold.

In less than a breath, the old man put away his murderous intent. In front of him, it's not appropriate.

"If I'm in power and they are so arrogant, I will kill them. Unfortunately, I retired." The old man sighed helplessly in his heart.

"Uncle Master, the killers are not very good, these people also rise with Wanbaolou." The middle-aged man hesitated.

The old man glanced at him, "Originally, I abdicated, unless there is an external enemy, I don't want to take action. Since you asked me today, then I'll talk about it."

"Uncle Uncle, you are polite, just say it," the middle-aged man said sincerely, he really wanted to listen to the opinions of Uncle Uncle.

"Wanbaolou has never considered the interests of a certain group, but the interests of the whole.

Considering the overall interests, then the most important issue is fairness.

Any location of Wanbao Building is determined by the inside of the building. Don't let those groups interfere.

Of course, people from other groups can be placed in specific locations, but they must be appropriate.

You can't just let them go because of their operations. This is undesirable.

If those groups intervene at will, and they control the location of Wanbaolou, they will attach to Wanbaolou until they suck up Wanbaolou. "

"But once those groups are eliminated, Wanbaolou's power will become much weaker." The middle-aged man said with concern.

"But if you don't do it, their power will get bigger and bigger," the old man said lightly.

The middle-aged man did not speak, and he knew it.

"Also, are they getting more and more excessive" the old man continued to ask.

"Yes" the middle-aged man nodded helplessly.

The old man did not speak any more and was eating fruit slices all the time. He wants to use these sweets to suppress his inner anger.

The middle-aged man was a little flustered. He was very calm when he saw the uncle in front of him. This makes him feel wrong.

His uncle, but the calmer and crazier he is.

"Uncle Master, let me see if I have a meeting to discuss," the middle-aged man said tentatively.

"Are you old, or are you dying like me, what about your murderous intent, what about your madness" the old man's tone became more and more serious, questioning.

"I……"

"What you do, you, as the boss, really want to strengthen your personal cultivation, but it is not to keep you calm, not to keep you alive."

"When it's time to do it, you must do it."

"You have a meeting today, their actions stopped for a while, ten and a hundred years later, they got up again. And Wanbao Lou does not lack these ten and a hundred years, this meeting is useless."

Before the middle-aged man finished speaking, the old man said directly angrily.

"This will make the building unstable." The middle-aged man nodded. The old man's statement was fine, but he was still a little worried.

"Where is unstable, the human heart is unstable, and the unstable is unstable. Dare to collude with the enemy and kill them all." The old man said murderously.

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