The whole sect is reborn

The old sect master couldn't even imagine how those children would feel when they took that pill before going to the battlefield. Those who looked at the brothers and sisters teasing in a relaxed tone that they were the most beautiful flowers saw the next moment.

What kind of mood will the children of Duohua feel like?

Those are not cold fireworks without temperature, they are all flesh and blood people!

But now, he, the leader of the Wuji Sect who was supposed to protect them, has to take them to the battlefield in batches and die here one after another. The old leader hopes that these children will not be so stubborn. As long as they can survive,

What's wrong with temporarily being someone else's subordinate? However, even the most cynical disciple did not do this.

To this day, Tu Tu still remembers Demon Lord Yinghuo looking at their sect master with confusion and disgust.

"Why do you cry so ugly? And why do you look like this? Will the disciples of your sect still like you?"

If Demon Lord Yinghuo was not the master of the demon clan, their bad-tempered sect master would probably have been able to curse him for three days and three nights. Fortunately, those fragrant greetings were tolerated by the sect master in time just before they were spoken.

Come on. If you insult their demon lord in front of so many demons, it will probably boost the morale of the demons.

But even so, the old sect leader didn't give them a good look.

"What do you mean by my sect? Is Wuji Sect mine? Are you just talking nonsense?! Wuji Sect, that belongs to all Wuji Sect disciples! Under the sect, except for differences in cultivation level and seniority, everyone is equal! The sect protects

Give us the best environment to grow up, and we are willing to give everything for the sect. This is all consensual. What is yours and mine? The Wuji Sect, this is everyone’s Wuji Sect! This huge one

How can a sect become a sect because of one person's will? Although I am the sect leader, I am not the strongest one in Wuji Sect, but the most suitable one! Those brothers and sisters with good talents will naturally pay attention to

On the journey of cultivation, my talent is not outstanding, so taking care of the clutter can be regarded as making the best use of it!"

"Also, Yinghuo! Who told you that you have to be good-looking to be a sect leader? Is this what I look like?! What's bothering you?! Have you eaten at your house?!"

To be honest, the environment at that time limited the performance of the old sect leader. Otherwise, the old sect leader could have scolded the opposite Demon Lord Yinghuo to death.

Of course, Demon Lord Yinghuo didn't seem to understand the old sect master very well, nor did he understand those Wuji Sect monks very well. But it was obvious that he was very interested in it.

"Interesting, it is really interesting. Both the demons and you are extremely interesting. It turns out that you don't have to use thunder to restrain your subordinates, nor do you have to use fear to make them surrender. Use ideals, faith, responsibility, and emotions.

, you can easily make a person willing to die."

"You people, you are really the most interesting creatures in the world. There are obviously people who are greedy for life and afraid of death, and are timid and cowardly, but there are still people like you who risk their lives and fight hard. Just like those human beings in the pasture, no matter how suppressed they are,

, there will still be so-called rebels."

"It's really magical. Obviously those ideals, beliefs, responsibilities and emotions are colorless, tasteless and invisible to the naked eye. Is it really worth sacrificing your life for those illusory things?"

Tu Tu remembered that the old sect leader who cried a lot at the time resolutely took out his natal spiritual sword. His will was as firm as the highest mountain of the Wuji Sect, unmovable by the wind and rain, and indestructible!

"worth!"

In that battle, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and the whole world beneath our feet was affected. All the nine continents and seas shifted their positions, or simply disappeared. The war between immortals and demons that lasted for hundreds of years almost changed the color of the sun and the moon!

"..."

Listening to Tu Tu's description, Zhu Fu seemed to have traveled through a hundred thousand years of time and saw the group of Wuji Sect disciples who were determined and never regretted their death. They were old and young, male and female, but no matter what kind of Wuji Sect they were,

Disciples, every one of them embarked on that battlefield without hesitation with the possibility of dying in battle.

Their eyes condensed here through the long river of time of a hundred thousand years, looking at the descendants of Wuji Sect tenderly, making Zhu Fu couldn't help but feel sore at the root of his nose, and the tears in his eyes fell one by one. Before that, Zhu Fu

The only people she cared about were her master and her senior brothers and sisters, so she naturally had a strong sense of belonging to the Wuji Sect. But it had never been like this before. Just thinking of the name Wuji Sect made her heart tremble.

They were born in peace and grew up in a gentle environment, but they were never afraid of wind and rain. When danger came, they were fearless and never looked back! Lead the way!

Such Wuji Sect, such sect, such ancestors...

Is there any reason not to love?!

The character flaws brought out from the womb and the indifferent temperament cultivated by Xia Moyuan disappeared at this moment. Zhu Fu looked at the spiritual weapons belonging to his ancestors in the storage ring in his hand, and burst into tears one by one.

"Hey, little guy, why are you crying so hard? If I had known better, I wouldn't have told you the details. Look, your eyes are swollen from crying. Stop crying. Stop crying."

Tu Tu looked at the tearful Zhu Fu, her eyes gentle and sad. She also died on the battlefield, watching her relatives and friends who had been growing up since childhood die in the war. The feeling of pain and powerlessness could not be healed by time.

"No matter what happened at the beginning, at least now, the demons can no longer cause harm to the world, right? Everyone in Jinyuan World can live a good life, right?"

Now one hundred thousand years have passed, and time has eroded away the original truth and the glory of Wuji Sect. There are even despicable villains who have stolen the achievements of heroes, and the name of Wuji Sect has almost disappeared from this world.

But fortunately, there are always people who go against the grain in the world, and there are countless monks who have persevered tenaciously in the Wuji Sect for hundreds of thousands of years. If nothing else, isn't this the kind of person your master is?

It is precisely because of their persistence that the Wuji Sect can continue to exist.

Zhu Fu believes that one day, these buried truths will be exposed to the world. The names of these heroes will be remembered in the long river of history!

But now, she couldn't let a person who was about to sleep know such a terrible truth. So Zhu Fu quickly asked the question without giving Master Tu Tu time to respond.

"Uncle Master, since Demon Lord Yinghuo is so powerful? Then how did he die later?"

Tu Tu felt a little strange when he thought about this question.

The ability of Demon Lord Yinghuo is so special that all attacks that can cause his death can become his strength. The seniors of the Wuji Sect who besieged him tried their best, but they could only watch helplessly as he was injured and recovered.

Injury, recovery. It goes on and on and on and on, seemingly without an end.