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Chapter 973 Don’t forget the original intention

Being named by Long Chen, Wang Mang trembled. He now understood how miserable he was, how could he provoke such a evil star like Long Chen.

Guo Ran had already told the reason why there were so few disciples in Donghuang before. He finally understood what kind of person Long Chen was.

"This...it's not my fault, I actually..." Wang Mang stuttered.

"What I'm asking is, what's the rift between the Elders' Court and the Law Enforcement Hall?" Long Chen corrected, he was not interested in what benefits Wang Mang received or who instigated him.

"There seems to be some disagreement between the two, but I don't know the details," Wang Mang said aggrievedly. He, a young disciple, had no right to know about the matters between high-level officials.

"The Xuantian Dao Sect is extremely complex. Understanding this now will not do you any good. You just need to remember and don't violate the rules. You will be safe. Others' struggles are their business," Elder Sha warned.

"No wonder you, old man, follow the same rules." Long Chen said with a smile.

Long Chen's words made everyone's hearts tremble. Although this sentence was said with a smile, it always felt like it had a sense of ridicule.

What everyone didn't expect was that Elder Sha was not angry, but looked into the distance, and after a long time he said:

"I was once just like you, young, full of vitality, full of vigor, full of yearning for the future, hehe..."

Long Chen said: "Hey, it's a pity that everything doesn't go as expected. There will always be various obstacles and obstacles, just like one big net after another, day after day, year after year, people have been

Lost.

Some people are competing for fame and fortune and have long forgotten their original intentions. Some people, like our predecessors, have become puppets who only know how to act according to the rules. Think about it, it’s really sad!”

"Long Chen..."

Meng Qi gently pulled Long Chen and told him to be careful what he said. He had no grudge against Elder Sha, so why should he offend him?

Even the Zhutai Realm disciples were frightened. This Long Chen was so courageous that he dared to say anything.

But what is strange is that Elder Sha, who looked indifferent, was not angry, let alone reprimanded Long Chen, but looked outside quietly.

The airship was still flying rapidly, and the mountains below quickly passed by. Inside the airship, there was no sound.

"This is the rule." After a long while, Elder Sha spat out these words calmly.

"Hey, that's not the case. My disciple doesn't think so. The rules are the rules of the game set by the strong for the weak.

The strong can touch the rules, the stronger can ignore some of the rules, and the strongest, the one who sets the rules, has the right to change the rules at any time.

When I am in the Fengming Empire, I have to abide by the rules of the Fengming Empire. When I go to the Xuantian Court, I have to abide by the rules of the other court. When I go to the branch hospital and the branch sect, I should abide by it.

But I didn't follow it, because if I had followed this rule, I, Long Chen, would have died long ago without a burial place.

So, when I get to Zhongzhou, I will abide by the rules that are beneficial to me, but I am afraid it will be difficult for my disciples to follow the rules that suppress me," Long Chen said.

"In that case you will be mercilessly killed," Elder Sha said.

"Kill them, just kill them. None of our Dragon Blood Legion soldiers are greedy for life or afraid of death. They all have their own ideals and ambitions.

I'm not afraid of their death, I'm worried that like their predecessors, they will get lost in the endless rules and become a walking zombie." Long Chen sighed.

The dragon-blooded warriors were shocked. They understood Long Chen's intention. Long Chen was using Elder Sha as a negative example to warn them.

A king-level expert like Elder Sha, under the rules of the Xuantian Dao Sect, has turned into a machine that only knows how to do things according to the rules. If they go, they may not be much better off.

Rules kill people invisible, wipe out people's will, and devour people's ambitions. The most terrifying thing is that they are a kind of boiling frog in warm water, killing all people's pride and ambition when they are unable to detect the danger.

Especially thinking that along the way with Long Chen, from the 108th Branch, to the 36th Branch, and then to the Xuantian Dao Sect, aren't those heads and elders all victims of the rule framework?

They were once young and full of passion, but their passion and youth were invisibly wiped out under the rules. In the end, they became idle and idle, or they schemed and intrigued all day long. Under the rules,

Playing within the framework of the game, they have forgotten their original intentions.

One Hundred and Eight Branches, Thirty-six Branches, and Donghuang Branches are one dyeing vat after another, each one bigger than the last, and each one more turbid than the last.

According to this theory, the Xuantian Sect in Zhongzhou will be an unprecedentedly huge dye vat. Even a generation of king-level experts will be powerless and can only accept their fate.

Thinking of Elder Sha, who was obviously a terrifying king-level power, but acted like a puppet, everyone seemed to have seen their own future, and they couldn't help but feel numb.

If Elder Sha's present is their future, they would rather die spectacularly than live like puppets. Without goals, what's the point of practicing?

"Boss, we will never forget our original intention. No matter what level of practice we reach in the future or what identity we wear, we will still be the same stupid young people back then. If we don't agree, we will fight to the death." A group of dragon-blooded warriors started talking.

shouted.

They knew that Long Chen was trying to warn them so that they would not forget their original intention and always maintain that blood and passion.

"Are you treating me as a negative example?" Elder Sha said calmly, but there was a hint of bitterness in his voice.

"Sorry, disciple, I'm rude." Long Chen bowed slightly and said apologetically.

He had no choice. From Elder Sha's words, Long Chen felt that Xuantian Dao Sect was definitely a pool of muddier water.

This made him calm down a lot, and some of his longings and longings disappeared. Zhongzhou is a stage for peerless strong men, but this gorgeous stage is paved with the bones of countless geniuses, and there are countless ruthless killings and murders hidden in it.

The dirty truth.

Long Chen didn't want any dragon-blooded warriors to be confused by this appearance, immersed in it and unable to extricate themselves, and finally ended up feeling sad.

If he wants the integrity of the Dragon Blood Legion, Long Chen must lead this team as always, move forward bravely, and never give in to anyone, including some unreasonable rules.

If they collide with the rules, it is very likely that the entire army will be annihilated, but they must have this kind of courage, have the courage to fight desperately, and show their fangs in order to gain a foothold in Zhongzhou, otherwise the endless genius will destroy them

Swallowed completely.

Elder Sha sighed and said: "Young people are terrible, maybe this kind of spirit is good."

After Elder Sha finished speaking, he turned around and left. His back looked a little lonely, but it was obvious that he was not optimistic about Long Chen's behavior. Perhaps it was because he had experienced too much and had seen too much, so he was a little tired of it.

Watching Elder Sha leave, the determination of the Dragon Blood Warriors was strengthened. They even felt that Elder Sha was so pitiful and a victim of the rule.

At the same time, I admire Long Chen's far-sightedness more and more. As the leader of the Dragon Blood Legion, Long Chen not only possesses invincible combat power, but also possesses superhuman wisdom.

Those Zhutai Realm disciples were shocked in their hearts. Looking at the dragon-blooded warriors, they were even infected by the fervent eyes.

"How many disciples were there in the four realms in the last session?" Long Chen asked.

"Senior Brother Qi, the total number of disciples from the four realms last time was more than 370,000," the Zhutai Realm disciple responded hastily.

"How much?" Long Chen couldn't believe his ears.

"More than three hundred and seventy thousand," the Zhutai Realm disciple repeated again.

More than 370,000? And all of them are Skywalkers in the Forging Platform Realm. Even though Long Chen was mentally prepared for this number, he was still shocked.

No wonder it is said that the Eastern Barren is the weakest place among the four regions. It is called a barbaric land. There are more than 370,000 people, and only less than 20,000 are from the Eastern Barren. This ratio makes people speechless.

"There must be a lot of geniuses in your group?" Long Chen asked.

"There are indeed so many, all kinds of perverts, all kinds of monsters, they are simply not human, we can only look up at them." The Zhutai Realm disciple said with a bitter smile, obviously being greatly shocked.

There are 370,000 disciples. Although they are not at the bottom, they are still a group struggling on the edge of elimination. They are not even considered elites, let alone compared with those geniuses.

What made them most angry was that Xuantian Dao Sect had so many rules. The previous disciples often found excuses to bully them, but they could only endure it.

I was sent to "welcome the new year" this time, thinking that it would relieve my grievances, but it turned out that the welcome was so heart-breaking.

After a conversation, everyone became familiar with each other. The Formation Stage disciples no longer dared to be arrogant, but instead communicated with the Dragon Blood Warriors in a flattering manner.

Because they discovered that every dragon-blood warrior possesses spiritual blood, and the spiritual blood is extremely rich. There is absolutely no problem for such people to pass the assessment. They should all be at the level of inner disciples when entering Xuantian Villa.

And they are just disciples of the outer sect, and I'm afraid they will never be able to enter the inner sect in this life, so trying to please the dragon-blooded warriors will be beneficial to them in the future.

Even Wang Mang came over and apologized to Long Chen, scolding himself for being obsessed with taking advantage of others. Even the words "deserving of death" came out.

Long Chen didn't bother to argue with him, and just nodded his head to kill. Now that the words had been spoken, Long Chen would not pursue it further.

After everyone got acquainted, the Dragon Blood Warrior once again proposed a competition, but this time it was not the previous competition, but a real friendly competition.

Both sides unleashed their full strength. The dragon-blooded warriors activated their spiritual blood blessings, and those Forging Platform disciples no longer suppressed their cultivation. The battles between the two sides were intense and fierce.

What shocked those Zhutai Realm disciples was that the blood energy of the dragon-blooded warriors was too scary. Especially during fierce battles, the killing intent revealed did not look like they were sparring at all, but they were ready to kill at any time.

However, these Zhutai Realm disciples showed their true strength after putting down the burdens in their hearts. To be honest, in this kind of competition, the Dragon-Blooded Warriors are indeed inferior, but if it is a life-and-death battle, that is another matter.

On the seventh day, the scene in front of everyone changed. The mountains and rivers disappeared, and a rough sea appeared in front of them.


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