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The Ten Thousand Immortals League and the Qunxian Tomb Excavation Management Committee have held six consecutive meetings within ten days.
Every meeting is presided over by monks of the true monarch level, and the participants are all famous and powerful. There are the heads of the various schools, the leaders of the Xiuxian family, the highly respected seniors of the loose cultivators, and even many spiritual beasts who have become kings after enlightening their spiritual wisdom.
In the last few meetings, people even saw the shadow of the evil monks.
Such a specification and such a density have never been seen in the past hundred years. The last similar meeting was Shengjing Xianmen's attempt to promote its Kyushu strategy through the Ten Thousand Immortals League, and the continuous meetings were still in vain.
And to say that the standard of the meeting is higher than that of the current meeting, it will only be during the last battle between immortals and demons. The entire League of Ten Thousand Immortals moved into action, and the grand occasion was unprecedented.
The Development and Management Committee of the Tomb of the Immortals made a big move, precisely for the recovery of the Earth Immortals and the ensuing crisis of the Fallen Immortals.
Regarding the Fallen Immortal, it is actually not a secret among the senior management of the Ten Thousand Immortals League. The tragedy of the Spirit Sword Sect's near-extinction 150 years ago has already sounded the alarm for everyone.
However, in order to maintain the basic stability of the entire world of cultivating immortals, the news of the crisis of falling immortals has never spread, and it is only mentioned from time to time in the standing committee meetings of the Ten Thousand Immortals League, and they are dealt with in a targeted manner. For example, the Spirit Sword Sect was able to recover from the tragedy of being nearly wiped out, thanks to the assistance from the Ten Thousand Immortals League. When it was in a bad situation, not only was it not deprived of the super-grade sect's signboard, but it also received strong support in terms of materials . After all, when facing the Fallen Immortal, the sacrifice of the Spirit Sword Sect was kept in everyone's mind.
However, the real imminent problem now is Earth Immortal. The arrival of the fallen immortals will be at least a hundred years later, which is a crisis for the next generation... As the saying goes, one day in the sky and one year in the world, for those fallen immortals, it is normal to plan an action for three to five hundred years. Just like for those true monarchs in the fusion period, it is not new to retreat for a hundred years.
And the many meetings in recent days, it is the Ten Thousand Immortals League in order to respond to the challenge of the Earth Immortals, coordinate the various forces under its jurisdiction, unify their thinking, and avoid fighting.
However, it is not difficult to see from the frequency of the meeting that the progress of the meeting was not smooth. How easy is it to persuade those big sects to let go of their grievances for many years and agree with the outside world in a short period of time? What's more, it will take a lot of effort just to let them accept the matter of fighting with the Earth Immortal.
On this day, it was another high-level meeting. The giants of the Ten Thousand Immortals League and the Development Management Committee gathered again in the high-level meeting room of Fengdu City. After Master Hetu, who presided over the meeting, read the situation report aloud, soon some representatives raised questions.
"True Monarch Hetu, let us first accept all the assumptions you put forward in the report, including the existence of fallen immortals, and their possible descent to the mainland of Kyushu, causing disasters. But it is precisely because of this that I have to ask, do we really have any? Is it necessary to fight to the death with the ancient earth immortals before dealing with the crisis of fallen immortals? Since we both have the same powerful relationship, and the ancient earth immortals are far superior to us in terms of qualifications and strength, then let them lead Isn't fighting good? Why add internal friction?"
As soon as the voice fell, there were many voices of agreement. Obviously these people had already discussed it, relying on the number of people to strengthen their momentum.
Zhenjun Hetu, who was sitting in the main seat, glanced slightly, but before he could answer, a young voice came in coldly and responded unceremoniously.
"Mr. Hetu, I think there is something wrong with the arrangement of our meeting. We even put in such miscellaneous fish, no, plankton-like miscellaneous, and let them talk nonsense. We don't have so much time to waste On the chopsticks."
Before the words were finished, the person who had just refuted the case just now jumped up: "Who are you calling a trash?"
"Who else is there besides you? An acting head of a middle-grade sect with mere supernatural cultivation, it is already extrajudicial to let you attend the meeting. Who gave you the right to speak here? Didn't your parents teach you to be self-aware? ? You have practiced for five hundred years, but haven't realized the fact that you are a waste?"
"You..." The man was overwhelmed with rage after being robbed, his face turned pale, "How dare you, a little golden core..."
"I am a member of the Development Management Committee, the discoverer and opener of the Tomb of the Immortals, and the trigger and coordinator of the Earth Immortal incident. Any one of these identities, you can't hold back even if you spend your whole life. Everything I tell you One word, you should cherish it in your heart, and pass it on as a family heirloom to your doomed descendants—provided you can find enough stupid women to give birth to your descendants."
Just as Wang Lu, who was in the front row of the venue, became more and more aggressive, True Monarch Hetu waved his hand: "Wang Lu, that's enough."
Wang Lu immediately shut his mouth and did not speak, and at the same time, the person who was sprayed bloody by him was directly teleported out of the venue.
The venue was quiet for a while, and seeing that everyone was silent, Wang Lu put on a smile on his face: "How good is this early? These small sects should not be allowed in. The inheritance of the tomb of the immortals, the preparation for the crisis of the fallen immortals, etc. Leadership is already out of reach for them. For them, instead of spending their own efforts to fatten our big sects, it is better to show their presence, show off the monk's arrogance, and go to hug the ground by the way. Immortal's thigh. This kind of offal will only hinder the legs, and it is completely worth fighting for."
"Wang Lu." Zhenjun Hetu's two long eyebrows trembled slightly, "Enough."
But Wang Lu refused to give up: "You are the leader of the Ten Thousand Immortals League, you are highly respected, and you are bound by rules and regulations in every word and deed, but I am different, I am a junior, a mere Golden Core kid, even if I say something wrong , It can also be regarded as a child's speech. So it is better for me to say some ugly things in front. In addition to the members of the two committees, most of the people attending the meeting today are the heads of some middle-rank or even low-rank sects. Those who I just said The words are actually meant for you, although it sounds ugly, but ask yourself, don’t you feel that this fight with the earth immortal has nothing to do with you? Because after all, the fat meat in the tomb of the immortals is the meal of those high-grade big pies. You can drink up to two mouthfuls of leftover soup. I want to say that you are right, even if we win the battle with the earth fairy, it will not be your turn to enjoy the fattest spoils, because you can't make enough Your contribution. Except for your large number of people, you are completely different from the high-ranking big factions in every aspect. It is already compassionate to share your leftover soup... "
Before he finished speaking, Wang Lu's eyes blurred, and he was already teleported out of the venue.
As a dual member of the Development Management Committee and the Fengdu Management Committee, only Zhenjun Hetu was qualified to expel him from the venue.
But after Hetu started, there was a lot of discussion in the arena.
The heads of the small and medium sects had different expressions, and most of them were happy to see their success. Wang Lu's pungent and even vicious words were difficult to digest even for a person who had accomplished cultivation. More importantly, they couldn't judge whether it was the words of Wang Lu's family or the collective opinion of the Ten Thousand Immortals League Development Management Committee.
Taoist Hetu acquiesced in his eloquence, was he implying that he was supporting him
If Taoist Hetu also meant the same thing, then these small and medium sects will have a very hard time in the future. At that time, they will have to take some unhappy measures in order to protect themselves.
Fortunately, Taoist Hetu forced Wang Lu to leave in the end, and it seemed that he didn't want to sever relations with many small and medium sects. So he chose to sacrifice Wang Lu—it was quite a shame to be driven out of the venue like this.
At the same time, the elder Sheng Jing beside Hetu also hesitated a little, Yuanshen whispered: "Senior brother, Wang Lu is after all..."
But Hetu just laughed: "That kid has been making noise for so long, and he speaks in a high-sounding way, but he doesn't have a single word of truth. He doesn't want to help me put my ugly words in front of me. He just sits here impatiently, please. Let him out."
"Ah?" Elder Shengjing said incredulously, "He actually..."
"Hehe, I heard that he has encountered some particularly difficult personal matters recently."
"Troublesome private matter?"
"It's nice to be young."
"Brother?"
"Let's not talk about him first... Hmph, that kid underestimates us old seniors too much, does he think that only his little guy dares to speak out? What a joke"
Afterwards, True Monarch Hetu finished the conversation in Yuanshen, coughed in the venue, and spoke.
"What Wang Lu said just now is exactly what I mean."
Suddenly, there was an uproar in the audience.
Hetu ignored everyone's discussions, and said directly: "I know that everyone attending the meeting has their own plans. Seeking benefits for the sect and personal benefits are understandable. But now the matter is so important that there is no time to go Coordinate and weigh the interests of each party present, so next, I will only say the conclusion, and you only have the power to accept it. To put it simply, I am here today not to discuss, but to inform."
"Zhenjun speaks quickly, which saves trouble. The Development Management Committee held meetings a few days ago. It must be that they have discussed a mature plan with the major high-ranking sects. During this period, we have never had the opportunity to speak... Today, Zhenjun is even more To be blunt, we only have the right to accept it. Hehe, our small and medium sects are really worthless in the eyes of the Ten Thousand Immortals League. Since this is the case, we..."
Hetu said coldly: "The value of you is reflected in your contribution. If you contribute a lot, those who drink soup may not be able to eat meat. If you contribute less, even the five masters of the Ten Thousand Immortals League are not eligible to enjoy the spoils. You can Choose not to assist, but if you dare to hinder us, or even opportunistically defect to the Earth Immortal side... the Ten Thousand Immortals League will let you see the fate of the betrayers."
When Taoist Hetu spoke these words with the power of a real monarch, the heads of many sects present felt their minds were shaken, their five senses were all lost, and an indescribable sense of fear flooded them like a tide.
After regaining consciousness, the meeting has come to an end.
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