Although we are very strong, we just keep trying to trick people.

Chapter 139 He voted for this project

He doesn't have much life left. If Feng Jiuchen hadn't been begging here for almost a day, he wouldn't have left the special space!

"Fourth Ancestor, you, the old man, have to make the decision for your disciples!

You don’t know how the Demon Palace, the dominant force in the Demon State, oppressed the disciples during this period. They not only oppressed the disciples, they also wanted to crush the Tianyan Shenzong’s face to the ground..."

The Fourth Patriarch was stunned for a moment after hearing this. No, you didn't think about how to deal with this nonsense. Instead, you knelt here for several hours. I thought that the Tianyan Divine Sect was about to reach the point of life and death!

Does this bastard know that if I wake up this time, there is a high chance that I will not be able to go back?

The old man's face gradually became gloomy, and the sky seemed to become dark, as if it was about to rain heavily.

Mahayana monks have the power to change the world and the environment at will, but most Mahayana monks will control their emotions and not let themselves affect others.

"Feng Jiuchen, do you think being the sect leader is just playing house?

After losing the battle, you didn't think about how to solve the problem. Instead, you just put it aside and begged me to wait until I came out. What, you just want us to get you back? "

Feng Jiuchen felt the anger in the old man, and his heart felt cold. Although that was what he thought, after feeling the anger in the old man, he did not dare to admit it!

"Reporting to my ancestor, you have misunderstood your disciple. Your disciple is preparing to attack the Demon Palace and wants to invite an ancestor to take charge."

Feng Jiuchen rolled his eyes and hurriedly thought of an excuse.

He probably understood what was going on. It was just that the Fourth Patriarch felt that the matter was not serious, so calling him out was overkill.

Then just make up a big enough reason and use it as an excuse to attack the Demon Palace. I think the Fourth Patriarch will give him some advice and then make the big thing into a trivial matter. He will vent his anger for him and go back to sleep in the coffin board.

But when the Fourth Patriarch listened to Feng Jiuchen's words, not only did he not think that Feng Jiuchen had lost his mind and gone crazy, but his eyes lit up and he felt that this plan was feasible.

Their Tianyan Divine Sect has not expanded for a long time. It seems that their Xiao Jiuchen is still a hero, so he invested in this project.

Seeing the Fourth Patriarch's expression of satisfaction and excitement, it was Feng Jiuchen's turn to be dumbfounded.

I'm not the fourth ancestor. I just casually said that I wanted you to help me find a place. Why do you take it seriously?

Okay, now if you don't want to fight, you have to fight. Feng Jiuchen glanced at the fourth ancestor and hesitated several times, but finally held back.

In this way, with the support of the Fourth Ancestor, the Tianyan Divine Sect secretly planned an attack on the Demon Palace.

Feng Jiuchen sat on the throne of the sect leader. There was a chair beside him, and the person sitting on it was the Fourth Ancestor. However, the old man closed his eyes and meditated and did not participate in the discussions of the elders.

Feng Jiuchen had a numb face, listening to the various conspiracies and tricks of the elders below, and suddenly felt that he seemed to have entered the wrong sect.

Why do the elders who usually claim to be righteous, resort to more cruel methods than the other...

Naturally, the Demon Palace, which is far away in the Demon State, does not know that the Tianyan Divine Sect is planning a big move. It is organizing its disciples in an orderly manner to search for people's wealth and anointing in the Demon State to raise funds for rebuilding the Demon Palace.

In a remote town in Demon State, Ling Xuewei was wearing a loose black robe and a Rakshasa mask on her face, sitting in a dilapidated teahouse and listening to the gossip around her.

Although the teahouse is dilapidated, it is the only one in the town, so there is a lot of traffic. It is also Ling Xuewei's main source of information.

"Alas! Why are so many things going on in Demon State during this period? First, the Demon Palace was attacked by the Tianyan Divine Sect, and now they are clamoring for a war with the Tianyan Divine Sect! As a result, something happened in the Yin Mo Valley within two days."

"Ah! Something happened in Yin Mo Valley? Brother, can you tell us in detail?"

Ling Xuewei listened to the conversation between the two people at the table next to her, and her ears immediately perked up. She remembered that Yin Li was the young master of Yin Mo Valley, and she also wanted to know what happened to Yin Mo Valley.

The man did not tempt Ling Xuewei. He took a sip of tea and continued: "It is said that the Valley Master of the Yin Demon Valley wants to abdicate and is planning to hand over the position of Valley Master to the Young Valley Master, but the Young Valley Master is young and has insufficient qualifications. A group of elders from the Demon Valley jumped out to object."

"There is still this matter? How did the Yin Mo Valley deal with it in the end?"

"How else to deal with it? The old Valley Master has a character that tells the truth and can tolerate others' doubts. He jumped up and crushed several elders who took the lead in opposition to death."

The person who spoke first had a sigh on his face, as if he was frightened by the decisiveness of the old Valley Master of Yin Mo Valley.

The other person asked with a puzzled look on his face: "According to what my brother said, there was no trouble in Yin Mo Valley! Could it be that the elders of Yin Mo Valley rebelled together?"

"Rebellion? Are they worthy of it? How powerful the old Valley Master is! Even if they had ten courages, they wouldn't dare to rebel against the Old Valley Master."

The man obviously admired the old Valley Master. When he mentioned the old Valley Master, his eyes lit up and his eyes were full of stars.

It’s just that the other person is obviously waiting impatiently. He hasn’t heard what kind of trouble happened in the Yin Demon Valley yet. He said with a flattering expression on his face: “Brother, can you tell me what kind of trouble happened in the Yin Demon Valley. "

Although a small person like him can't compete with a behemoth like Yinmogu, he can still take advantage of it! No shame.

There is no achievement in the first place. If you don't take it seriously, what's the meaning of life?

The person who spoke first saw his flattering look, and his self-esteem was greatly satisfied, and he proudly said: "Ahem, since you want to know, then I will tell you carefully.

After the elders of Yin Mo Valley were suppressed by the old Valley Master, the Young Valley Master took over and became the youngest Valley Master in history.

These are all good things, but at this time, a brat named Cang came to find the Young Master and kidnapped the Young Master. "

"Brother, do you know the reason?"

"I don't know the reason. I only know that Master Shaogu seems to be going to Daozhou Taiqingmen with that brat named Cang before leaving. It is said that he is preparing to deal with the Taiqingmen saint."

As soon as this man heard about the Holy Son of the Taiqing Sect, his eyes instantly widened, and he said with a sour tone: "The Holy Son of the Taiqing Sect? He is the dirty and shameless Saint who depends on women for everything."

The elder brother who spoke first was obviously taken aback, then nodded and said uncertainly: "Maybe so!"

"Alas! If you're not the eldest brother, how do you know so clearly?" The man who called himself the younger brother finally discovered something suspicious and couldn't help but ask.

This matter is not honorable to Yin Mo Valley. They cannot publicize it to the outside world. If this is the case, how did the person next to him know about it.

After the person who claimed to be the younger brother asked the question, the eldest brother said with a melancholy look on his face: "Alas! As soon as I mentioned this, I was originally the guardian of the gate of Yinmo Valley, but because the young master of the valley ran away with someone, But our group of guardians didn’t notice, and that’s why we were kicked out of the Yin Mo Valley.”

As he spoke, he looked up at the sky at Forty-Five Degrees, his eyes filled with his lost preparation work.