"Master Mu, please lead us to repel the Demon Cult!" A group of monks boldly stepped forward to worship.
"Master Mu Xian, please lead us to avoid the sharp edge!" Another group of monks also bowed.
The two groups of people spoke in unison for the first two sentences, but when it came to the last sentence, they suddenly split into two different voices.
For a while, the whole yard was quiet.
Sure enough, the enemy was at present, and there was no leader among the dragons, and everyone had different ideas.
And all kinds of different thoughts mixed together, and finally divided into two directions - one is fighting, and the other is fleeing.
One group of people wanted Mu Qingning to plan tactics, and the other group wanted Mu Qingning to plan an escape route.
After a moment of silence, the two groups of people froze for a moment, and then began to quarrel fiercely. The atmosphere became heated again, and it could even be said that they were tit for tat, and swords were on the verge of breaking out.
"Fight? How to fight? The Immortal Master has just passed away, and we are unprepared. Even if Master Mu Xianshi is extremely talented, it will be difficult to defeat the prepared army of the Demon Cult!" Several older monks stroked their beards and sighed. .
"In the face of the great enemy, you actually only want to escape and abandon my honor in Kunlun?" Several monks who have always been famous for their bravery were also angry: "I would rather die in battle than be ridiculed by the demon sect, let alone be ridiculed by others." People from the sect laughed at us for having no bones!"
"Of course you are willing to sacrifice, but there are women, children, old and young on Kunlun Mountain, so let them die in vain?" The fleeing party sneered, "He who knows the current affairs is a hero, and only by saving his life can Kunlun continue."
"If they run away, the women and children may not be able to save their lives!" Zhan Dang also has a reason to say: "How do you know that the Demon Cult will not chase and intercept them? They will die faster then!"
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Both sides come and go, each not giving way.
Li Yuebai listened quietly and carefully for a while, but couldn't judge right or wrong for a while.
After a long debate, both groups turned their attention to Li Yuebai.
"Master Mu Xian, what's your opinion?"
"That's right, Master Mu, do you think I, Kunlun, should fight or flee?"
"..." Li Yuebai was speechless for a moment, cold sweat streaming down his back.
In the classroom in the real world, he has dealt with countless mischievous students and answered countless tricky and weird questions, but he has never answered such a difficult and big question.
This is not a joke, tens of thousands of lives, the life and death of a sect, how can you decide with just one sentence
If it is placed in a western country in modern society, the result can be decided by voting, but in this world now, the power is still in the hands of the fairy master.
"Whether it is war or surrender, it should be decided by the fairy master." Li Yuebai said.
Everyone looked at each other anxiously.
"Master Mu Immortal probably hasn't received the news yet." An older monk stepped forward and said, "The Immortal Lord... passed away yesterday..."
As soon as the words fell, everyone present burst into tears.
"What?" Li Yuebai had no choice but to act shocked and mournful.
He also noticed that everyone present was completely white, and even the sword hilt was tied with a white silk sash. The news of the Immortal Lord's death had already been made public, but he had never gone out, so he only received the news now.
"The position of Immortal Lord is vacant, and no one can determine it. Therefore, we will carefully consider and listen to Master Mu's opinion..." Everyone grieved for a while before continuing.
"Everyone, I'm sorry that I can't judge. I have little knowledge and have retired for many years. I'm afraid I can't take on the big responsibility..." Li Yuebai sighed and replied helplessly.
After crossing, he has taken on countless missions to fight alone, or face hordes of enemies alone...but he has never commanded tens of thousands of people, and he has never made such a difficult choice.
As soon as the words were finished, there was a sound of fluttering clothes, and all the monks in the courtyard half knelt down in unison.
Half kneeling, in this world of cultivating immortals, is the etiquette of apprenticeship.
"Master Mu, you can't abandon Kunlun!"
"Yes, now only you can save the lives of tens of thousands of disciples!"
"Whether it's fighting or surrendering, only you can come up with excellent tactics!"
"If Master Mu Xian is willing to take on the big responsibility, no matter what you say is to fight or surrender, we will definitely obey!"
Li Yuebai saw everyone's eyes, which were full of grief, anxiety, despair, anger... and the only hope.
"Master Mu, we unanimously recommend you to take up the post of sacrificial wine." Among the crowd, a fairy elder came out.
Everyone also echoed: "Yes, we unanimously recommended Mu Xianshi to be the post of sacrificial wine."
Li Yuebai looked carefully at the person who came out, and the system immediately gave the information: Su Xu, the owner of the Miaoyan Pavilion, is a prominent figure in Kunlun, famous for his clever mind and exquisite appearance.
It seemed that this person was trying to convince himself on behalf of everyone.
It's just that I don't know what position is in this world of cultivating immortals.
"System, what is sacrificial wine?" Li Yuebai asked secretly.
Of course, this is in the memory of the original owner, but the memory of the original owner is too much and heavy, and it takes a lot of energy to look it up, so it is faster to ask the system.
"Sacrificial wine is a very high immortal position on Kunlun Immortal Mountain. Generally, it is held by the most trusted person of the immortal master. It can be said that he is the right arm of the immortal master. One person is less than ten thousand people." The system replied.
"Then there is no fairy master now..."
"The sacrificial wine is the supreme leader." The system replied.
Being promoted to such a high position in an instant, Li Yuebai only felt worried.
"Pavilion Master Su was joking. The position of sacrificial wine is of great significance, and I cannot take it." Li Yuebai declined.
"Master Mu, please take a look at this pair of precious mirrors first." Su Xu sighed, and took out a pair of bronze mirrors from her sleeve.
The shape of the bronze mirror is simple and unsophisticated, and the light on the mirror surface can tell people, it is not an ordinary thing at first glance.
When Su Xu moved her finger, a moving image appeared in the mirror.
"Two months ago, the Demon Cult made a surprise attack on Hualong Xianshan in the central part of the mainland of China. What happened suddenly, Hualong Xianshan didn't notice it and didn't take precautions. By the time the major sects sent reinforcements, it was already too late." Su Xu Explained, the tone is very heavy.
The images played in the treasure mirror are shocking—the original pavilions and pavilions were all razed to the ground, the clear and transparent spring water turned blood red, and the ground was scorched. Zhang shriveled human skin, including young disciples...
"System, is the image in the mirror real?" Li Yuebai asked.
"Yes." The system replied: "The precious mirror is the video player in the world of cultivating immortals, and what is played back is what happened in the real world, as has always been the case with the Demon Cult."
Hualong Xianshan is a small sect, and its relationship with other major sects is relatively distant, so their demise did not cause much disturbance in the world of cultivating immortals.
"Master Mu, do you want to watch the Kunlun Mountain become like this?" Su Xu said with a broken heart.
Li Yuebai felt a needle prick in his heart.
The sky is clear and clear, the surrounding mountains are undulating, and several peaks are covered with white snow. There are fragrant flowers and plants growing on the ground, and there are lush fairy trees growing on the mountains. All kinds of buildings are scattered, magnificent and elegant, even From a distance, you can see disciples studying in the building on the hillside.
The system's answer is categorical - don't have any luck with the Devil's Cult.
How they can level other sects, they can level Kunlun Immortal Mountain.
Tens of thousands of people is just a number, but the two little apprentices under my knees are real. The disciples don't have any friendship with me, but they all have deep feelings for the original owner. Of course, the original owner can't just watch them die.
And myself... According to my usual style of doing things, of course I won't hide back.
Li Yuebai didn't want to hesitate to refuse any more, and took over the post of sacrificial wine.
Everyone turned their sorrow into joy and cheered up again.
"System, what do you think?" After the previous two time travels, Li Yuebai acted more cautiously, and still wanted to ask the system for more opinions.
"Please host, don't worry, it's the right thing to serve as sacrificial wine." The system replied.
"You also agree with me taking over the task?"
"Anyway, you have no other choice." The system's voice was full of reason.
"How did the original owner do it in the original plot?"
"It's the same as you are now, there is no difference." The system replied.
"Then I'm repeating the same mistakes." Li Yuebai sighed.
"There is no choice for some mistakes, and we have to repeat them." The system replied: "Everyone is right. If no one stands up to lead everyone to repel the Demon Cult, Kunlun Xianshan will definitely be wiped out."
"Kunlun Fairy Mountain is full of talents, besides me, is there really no one who can repel the Demon Sect?"
"There used to be, but now... you are the only one left." The system replied.
The old friends of the original owner have all passed away, and there are very few new talents.
What's more, in that explosion, not only the immortal lord Yupeng died, but thousands of monks who accompanied him were also buried in the sea of flames. Among them, most of them were elite figures among Kunlun disciples, and many of them had high hopes. Yes, they are people at the top of the pyramid, so suddenly there is a huge gap for top talents... It's no wonder that everyone pins their hopes on Mu Qingning alone.
"Don't forget, I saved myself..." Li Yuebai asked the system: "Why hasn't the original owner's cause of death been told to me so far, so how can I save myself?"
"The matter of self-rescue is not urgent." The system said: "Now you, you must first save Kunlun Xianshan, and then save yourself."
"First save the Kunlun Fairy Mountain..." Li Yuebai felt more and more that this was too difficult.
In the previous two worlds, it was already difficult to just save yourself, but here, you actually have to save the world first, and then save yourself.
"Is it that easy to save Kunlun Fairy Mountain?" Li Yuebai smiled wryly.
"Anyway, the original owner did it." The system replied.
"Wait, what do you mean?" Li Yuebai was stunned: "The original owner saved the entire Kunlun Fairy Mountain, but died unexpectedly?"
"Yes." The system replied firmly.
"How is this possible? A person who is so powerful can't save himself in the end..." Li Yuebai felt depressed for a while.
"So, it's up to you, come on, host." The system said: "After you save Kunlun Xianshan, I will tell you all the information about the next step."
Li Yuebai shook his head, and decided not to worry too much about the future, but to focus on the immediate affairs.
"Master Jijiu." Su Xu said: "The death of the Immortal Master, everyone in Kunlun is deeply grieved. In front of the enemy of the Demon Cult, one must not lose face. Today, let's invite Master Mu to join us in the funeral of the Immortal Lord. Let's give it a gift!"
Naturally, it was impossible for Li Yuebai to refuse this request.
The burial ceremony of the fairy master was held at the Queen Mother Terrace at the highest point of the Kunlun Fairy Mountain.
The Queen Mother Terrace is an open platform carved from a whole piece of white jade. It is solemn and solemn and can accommodate 10,000 people. Various sacrificial ceremonies are held here.
The monks stood neatly according to their ranks. All of them were dressed in white clothes and tied with white silk sash. They were tall and straight, solemn and solemn, with mournful expressions.
The rules on Kunlun Immortal Mountain prohibit expressing the emotions of common people too much. Laughing or crying is inappropriate. Therefore, even when relatives or fairy lords die, there is often no crying, only silent mourning.
The fairy master blew himself up and died, so naturally there would be no corpse left. Therefore, a spiritual seat was only placed on the altar symbolically.
A fairy elder stepped forward and recited an elegant eulogy, the content of which was probably to praise the fairy master's immortal demeanor, noble virtues and unrivaled Taoism.
Li Yuebai stood among the elders, listening to the eulogy quietly.
After the eulogy is finished, the ceremony is over.
After the ceremony, the crowd did not disperse.
Now that the enemy is at hand, everyone must discuss how to deal with it after the ceremony is over.
Before the discussion started, there was some small commotion in the back row.
Li Yuebai's body's five senses are very sharp now, and he can hear a few disciples secretly discussing the cause of the Immortal Lord's death in the back row of the crowd.
"The Immortal Lord's supernatural powers are unrivaled in the world, how could... what's going on?"
"I can't figure it out either, maybe it's because of Dao Ascension?"
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The commentators were a few young disciples with weak skills, who didn't know how to hide their voices, and thought that no one could hear them, but they didn't know that the elders could hear them clearly.
Of course, such doubts have quietly fermented in every corner of Kunlun since the news of the fairy master's death came out.
At this time, someone must give a reasonable explanation to suppress all these doubts.
After the eulogy was finished, Su Xu walked out again.
Su Xu was very kind to others on weekdays, never offended anyone, and always had a smile on his face, but now, the smile on his face was gone, only deep grief and anger.
"My lords, everything is obvious. Besides the Devil Sect, who else would have such despicable and vicious means?" Facing the crowd, Su Xu said sadly: "The Devil Sect thinks that as long as they assassinate the Immortal Lord, they can step on their feet." Ping Kunlun Fairy Mountain!."
Everyone was infected by his emotions, and they all listened for a while.
The Immortal Lord was originally commanding all the monks to guard the mountain gate and resist the Demon Cult, but he passed away suddenly, and the murderer would be no one else but the Demon Cult.
"... The demon sect is so small, and its despicable methods are disgusting!" Su Xu sternly said, "They will surely destroy themselves!"
Those few disciples who were still doubting the cause of the death of the Immortal Lord and discussing it in private, now suddenly realized, with angry expressions on their faces.
Although the statement that "the Immortal Lord died from the assassination of the Demon Cult" is groundless, it is the only possibility that can be publicly announced at the moment.
Some people knew the real cause of the fairy master's death, but they couldn't say a single word. At this critical moment, they told everyone that the fairy master went mad and blew himself up. That is equivalent to growing the ambition of the Demon Sect and destroying one's prestige. The most likely thing is to be charged with slandering the leader and the entire Kunlun.
What's more, the Devil's Cult is a dark cloud over everyone's head, the biggest threat everyone faces, and naturally the chief culprit of everything, and the most deserving object of hatred.
That Su Xu really had a trick, just a few lies dispelled everyone's doubts and reunited people's hearts.
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When the crowd was excited, someone jumped out and poured cold water on it.
"Governor Su said it lightly." A fairy head sneered: "You have no power to restrain a chicken, how can you deal with the Demon Cult?"
The name of the sneering fairy is Wan Guangliu, the master of Qinglong Peak on Kunlun Mountain. He has superb swordsmanship, has a bad temper, and is vicious. He attacks others all the time. At this moment, he doesn't like Su Xu's boasting. He couldn't help attacking: "Governor Su's martial arts are inferior. From the looks of it, naturally he won't participate in the battle against the Demon Cult. At most, he will just watch the battle with his fan in the background! We are the ones who bleed and die. If this is the case, why bother to fight?" Get in the limelight here!"
"You... the enemy is in front of you, and you talk nonsense to disturb the morale of your own people?" Su Xu was furious, and pointed at Wan Guangliu with one hand, trembling uncontrollably: "Su has absolutely no intention of showing off, so he stood up today. Speaking, I just want to tell everyone that Kunlun will not perish."
"Oh? Could it be that Pavilion Master Su has suddenly cultivated some magical secrets that can save tens of thousands of disciples?" Wan Guangliu didn't believe it.
"Su didn't succeed in cultivation, he just invited an expert to come out of the mountain." Su Xu gathered himself together and invited Li Yuebai out.
"Master Mu has long retired and doesn't care about world affairs, but now it is the key to the life and death of Kunlun Xianshan. Therefore, Master Mu resolutely came out of the mountain..." Su Xu said.
Mu Qingning
Surprised expressions appeared on the faces of some older monks, while a group of younger monks whispered to each other, asking each other: Who is Mu Qingning
After a short period of confusion, all eyes were on Li Yuebai.
When Li Yuebai came here, he purposely stood in an inconspicuous corner in order to keep a low profile, but now, no matter how inconspicuous the position is, it doesn't matter, everyone is staring at him with complicated eyes.
"Master Mu?" Wan Guangliu was also taken aback for a moment, and he didn't care about arguing with Su Xu anymore. He strode up to Li Yuebai and bowed without hesitation: "If Master Mu is in command , then I have hope in Kunlun!"
"I have already recommended Mu Xianshi to take up the post of sacrificial wine, do you agree?" Su Xu turned to those who did not invite Li Yuebai, and asked.
"Of course it's something you can't ask for." Everyone replied one after another.
The older monks all knew about Mu Qingning's illustrious military exploits. As for the young monks, although they didn't know it yet, they understood after being told by their masters and brothers in detail.
The position of sacrificial wine has been set, so now, it comes back to the question, to fight or to flee
Li Yuebai sat down on the seat where the wine was offered, rubbed his temples, and couldn't help feeling worried.
Do you really have to make this decision by yourself