The one who stood out was a man who looked like a lot of twenty-year-olds, but the spiritual power fluctuations on his body were already at the level of Yunhe Ninth-layer!
At such an age, being able to have such a cultivation base undoubtedly shows that his background and aptitude are extremely good.
The man is handsome and handsome, and his temperament is extraordinary. It is rare that he does not have the slightest bit of arrogance and arrogance from a major sect. On the contrary, his face can easily give people a kind of feeling, and there is a faint expression on his face. A smile makes people feel like spring breeze.
He rose from the sky and hovered about ten feet above the ground. Seeing that he had attracted the attention of the monks nearby, he spoke in a gentle tone and said, "Dear friends from all over Kyushu, Song Zhui is polite."
Saying so, he turned a circle and bowed, politely.
When even a soft whisper came from somewhere in the crowd: "It's Song Zhui of Yuanhong Hall!"
In the cultivation world of Kyushu, there are talented people from all over the country, and new generations replace old ones. With so many monks present, some people may not know who Song Zhui is, but no one knows Yuanhong Hall.
"The Ronin from Douluo"
After all, it was a first-class sect.
As early as when Lu Ye first stepped into the cultivation world, a woman told him that the top ten first-rank sects in Bingzhou were divided into one palace, two halls, three sects and four sects, and Yuanhong Hall was one of those two halls.
Song Zhui, as a disciple of Yuanhong Hall who was active on the Yunhe battlefield, was actually quite famous, but after all, not everyone knew him.
But it doesn't matter if you know him or not, he is Yunhe Ninth-layer, and he is a disciple of Yuanhong Hall. These two identities alone are enough.
With that genial smile still on his face, Song Chai said, "You fellow Daoists have come here from all over the battlefield, so I won't go into details about why Song is here. Everyone knows that Song is fortunate enough to stand here today. Just wanted to say a few words of slander."
The smile on his face gradually faded and became solemn: "Since ancient times, the Lingxi battlefield, the Yunhe battlefield, and even the Kyushu cultivation world, the two camps of Wanmoling and Haotian League have confronted each other, and the monks have their own positions. It is understandable. For so many years, the bloody enmity that has been fighting each other, either the east wind overwhelms the west wind, or the west wind overwhelms the east wind, and has never been able to decide the winner. But since the Jade Blood Sect has a Lu Yiye, the situation seems to have some subtle changes. In the Xi battlefield, how many fellow Daoists of Wanmoling died because of him, how many sects suffered from him, and the losses were huge, especially the inner circle and the core circle... I heard before that dozens of sects in the inner circle were stationed by him. Take someone to break it, I can't believe it, but this is the fact that has happened!"
"There is another core circle, the sects stationed in the core circle are all above the third rank, and all the sects and sects are full of talents. In the past, the station of the sects above the third rank may not be able to be destroyed in a few years. , but since Lu Yiye set foot in the core circle, dozens of core circle stations have been destroyed by him! There have been two more times, those core circle sects have been forced to go bankrupt and eliminate disasters!"
Having said this, Song Zhui's face was full of grief and indignation, and his expression became excited: "To tell you the truth, the Yuanhong Hall where Song came from is also in it, and maybe the sects of many Taoist friends present are in it, this is me. The shame of waiting, this is the shame of the entire camp of Wanmoling!"
The major sects in the core circle were blackmailed twice by Lu Ye and forced to offer money for peace. Although this is not a secret, few Wanmoling cultivators have spoken out in public.
Can't afford to lose that person!
But today, Song Zhui spoke out about it recklessly, and the effect was surprisingly good. Many people in the crowd listened with gloomy expressions.
The cultivator is the cultivator of the sect, and the sect is the facade of the cultivator. How can the cultivator remain indifferent when the sect is humiliated? It can be said that the Wanmoling cultivators gathered here partly because of the reward Lu Ye carried, and more because of hatred.
"We have all received the grace of the sect, and we have achieved today's achievements only with the careful guidance and cultivation of our elders. When the younger brothers and sisters were bullied, we were not there! When the sect was humiliated, we were not there! When the sect compromised, we were still not there. !" Song Zhui's voice became higher and higher, and the warm smile on his face was replaced by a resonant anger, he waved his big hand and shouted: "We can't control the matter of the Lingxi battlefield! But here is Yunhe. On the battlefield, Lu Yiye is here!"
He pointed sharply in the direction of returning to Tiangu: "He's right there! He's looking at us from there, laughing at us, laughing at us, although there are so many people, but we are intriguing, laughing at us obviously having the power to push everything down. , but no one took the initiative to come forward! Laughing at us is a mess!"
In the crowd below, Mingzhe's blood boiled when he heard it, he clenched his fists, and could not wait to applaud loudly!
This Song Zhui's remarks literally went to the heart of his heart.
Suddenly I found out that it is not that there are no understanding people here in Wanmoling. On the contrary, many people are like mirrors in their hearts, but they lack a leader.
Song Zhui stood up and became the leader, so the monks in Wanmoling could hope to be twisted into a rope, that is the rope of hatred that can whip the entire Huitian Valley and Lu Yiye into pieces!
Song Zhui took a long breath, his high-pitched tone dropped, and he said slowly, "Fellow Daoists, I know that Lu Yiye has a huge bounty on his back, and anyone can only get 10% or even half of the bounty. It is enough to enjoy a lifetime. But there is only one Lu Yiye. We have so many people here this time. It is the so-called not suffering from a few but unevenly. I understand the worries in the hearts of many fellow Daoists, but what I want to say is, is it? We just kept watching like this, always guarding against each other, let that Lu Yiye laugh at us inside? If so, how can there be a future for Wanmoling in the future?"
Someone immediately opened his mouth and said, "Senior Brother Song, since you have stood up, how about you direct the action? We all obey the orders, and I don't think other fellow Daoists will be unwilling."
"Yes, yes, Senior Brother Song is here to direct."
"I'll obey Senior Brother Song's orders!"
"… "
There were echoing voices from all over the crowd.
Song Zhui's face was filled with a smile again, and he clasped his fists in a salute again: "Thanks to everyone's love, since Song has taken the initiative to stand up, he also has this intention. After all, we can't wait like this forever. Of course, if any daoist thinks that If it's not right, you can tell me bluntly, Song is not a small belly."
The atmosphere has been set off to such an extent, who dares to stand up to refute, and stand up to refute Song Zhui at this time will only cause public outrage.
Besides, Song Zhui Xiuwei was born there, and even if there was a Xiuwei who was not inferior to him, it was impossible to wipe his face at this time.
He raised his hand slightly and pressed it twice, and the noisy voice gradually subsided.
Song Zhui continued: "Lu Yiye is going to die, and this spiritual land is going to be destroyed, but Song is not to offer a reward, but to shovel a disaster for Wanmoling. Lu Yiye, I have specially studied, his cultivation Although Wei is still low, he has accomplished a lot of things that no one has been able to do since ancient times. When he was on the Lingxi battlefield, the entire battlefield was thrown into chaos. Now that he is on the Yunhe battlefield, although there is nothing too surprising. His actions, but it can only be seen from the last hunting ground incident. If he does not die, he will become a big problem for my confidant in the future! I don’t think your teachers will want to see him grow up, or else they will not. There will be so many bounties."
"Besides, according to all the information I have obtained before, Lu Yiye has arranged many formations in this spiritual land, especially the forbidden air formation, and a fellow Taoist lost his life because of this. There are nearly 300 demon wolves in the ground, which should not be underestimated. Of course, with so many of us, we already have enough power to crush each other. What I want to remind you is that you still have to be careful. Enjoy your life."
"As for the reward after killing Lu Yiye... Song Mou will make statistics in advance, and all Taoist friends who participate in this matter will share Lu Yiye's reward equally! Of course, this matter needs someone's help. If you are willing to help me, you can come and find me."
As soon as he said that, many people were shocked, they really didn't expect Song Zhui to make such a decision.
The reward that Lu Yiye was carrying was indeed huge, but if so many people present were divided equally, it would be nothing, at most a windfall.
Something is better than nothing.
What's more, Song Zhui was right, the main purpose of killing Lu Yiye this time was not to offer a reward, but to slay a calamity for Wanmoling, and the reward for the reward was second.
Besides, with so many people acting together, there is basically no risk, and the reward is also given for nothing.
Back at the entrance of Tiangu, the scattered Wanmoling cultivators gathered people's hearts because of Song Zhui's remarks. Although some of them were not reconciled, but the general situation was like this, and it was difficult for them to resist.
Song Zhui said something more, nothing more than telling the monks in Wanmoling to pay attention to protecting themselves, which made everyone feel that his character was good.
After Song Zhui fell down, several female cultivators took the initiative to ask Ying and found him. Following Song Zhui's arrangement, several female cultivators excitedly began to count the names, origins and even factions of the cultivators who participated in the storming back to Tiangu.
Although there were many cultivators in Wanmoling, the efficiency of several female cultivators was also very high. It only took less than half an hour to present a few pieces of jade in front of Song Zhui.
He gave a few female nuns a warm smile: "Several junior sisters have worked hard."
Several female cultivators had different reactions, some were smiling, some were shy, and some took the initiative to exchange battlefield branding with Song Zhui.
After dealing with several female nuns, Song Zhui checked the contents of the jade slip.
A voice suddenly sounded beside him: "If you do this, won't your conscience hurt?"
There were only voices, no figures, and even someone passed by Song Zhui without any notice.
Song Zhui lowered his head, his mouth gently squirming: "You are definitely not the only ghost cultivator hidden, you better not let others succeed, Ying Wuji, I trust you to join hands with you, and I tried my best to encourage this. People, don't let me down." (To be continued)