The Elder Pavilion of Lingjian Sect on Side Cloud Peak is waiting here with thousands of warriors.
They have received news that the team that went to the imperial capital today to participate in the year-end festival will come back.
Whether it’s one person coming back or three people coming back.
Some people will come back anyway.
The second elder, Ji Bei, Li Jianxing, Wang Hao and others all looked worried, looking at the sky in the distance, waiting for Feitian Peng to appear.
The disciples of the Lingjian Sect in previous years did not end well.
So they were also very worried.
On the other side, the faces of the great elder and Su Cang were extremely happy.
Among the people who went this time, no one was a warrior from the Divine Alliance. No matter who died, the Divine Alliance would be happy.
Zhang Lingdao offended Zhao Mao.
Lin Bai and Lu Yuan are both disciples of the Sword Alliance.
No one has anything to do with the Divine Alliance after they die.
The Shenmeng warriors, Su Cang and the Great Elder all came to see the joke.
"I wonder how many of them will come back this year," the second elder said gloomily.
"I believe that with Lin Bai's cultivation level, even if he cannot get good grades, he should be able to survive." Ji Bei comforted him softly.
When the Great Elder saw everyone in the Sword Alliance camp looking gloomy and gloomy, he suddenly laughed heartily and said, "Hahaha, don't wait any longer, Lin Bai is dead."
The second elder heard this and sneered: "From what the elder said, it seems that our Lingjian Sect's disciples were killed in Chaoyang Palace and the sect lost all face. You seem to be very happy!"
The great elder was stunned and hurriedly defended: "Asshole, you misinterpreted my meaning. This is not my original intention!"
The second elder smiled and said: "Then what do you mean?"
"I, I, I, I..." The great elder was too anxious to speak.
Su Cang smiled faintly and said: "Great Elder, why do you need a bunch of trash to talk nonsense? It's just a waste of saliva."
"As I said before, everyone in our Lingjian Sect is like a dragon. It doesn't matter if we lose a few insignificant disciples such as Lin Bai."
Su Cang shook his head and smiled.
"Humph." The second elder snorted coldly.
"coming!"
"came back."
"I wonder how many will come back?"
"Is it only Elder Chen Gong who comes back, or three or four people can all come back."
Now on Xianyun Peak, all the warriors are waiting eagerly.
The second elder, Ji Bei, and Li Jianxing all looked above the clouds.
The same goes for the Great Elder and Su Cang.
The flying roc flutters its wings and comes.
Landing steadily on the square on Side Cloud Peak, three figures stepped down from Feitianpeng's back.
The leader was Chen Gong, who looked calm.
The second one is Lu Yuan who has broken his arm.
The third one is Zhang Lingdao whose injuries have not yet healed.
But no fourth person came down.
"It's Elder Chen Gong, Senior Brother Lu Yuan, and Zhang Lingdao..."
"Where's Lin Bai?"
"Lin Bai didn't come back."
"It seems like I can't come back. I guess I can't come back."
Many warriors felt a little lonely when they saw only three people coming back.
But there are also those who are happy. The warriors who went there in the past few years all went in groups of twenty or thirty, and then only the elder came back.
The eyes of the second elder and Ji Bei were shocked when they saw Lu Yuan's broken arm. Their eyes turned cold. Then they looked around and scanned everyone one by one, but there was no trace of Lin Bai.
"Where's Lin Bai?"
The second elder, Ji Bei, Li Jianxing and others all became worried.
The Great Elder and Su Cang didn't see Lin Bai, but they laughed heartily, looked at each other, and even smiled happily.
"Hahaha, it seems that Lin Bai died at the year-end festival." The great elder laughed.
"Haha, the year-end festival is a place where the geniuses of the four major sects and generals compete with the other geniuses of the Shenwu Kingdom. Lin Bai is so talented, it would be a shame to go there." Su Cang said coldly:
"I'm not surprised at all that he died."
Su Cang smiled faintly.
Chen Gong led Lu Yuan and Zhang Lingdao forward, came to the Elder Pavilion, clasped his fists and shouted respectfully: "I have seen the First Elder, the Second Elder, and the elders in the Elder Pavilion."
The second elder asked with a gloomy face: "Chen Gong, are you the only three coming back? Where is Lin Bai?"
Su Cang laughed happily and said, "No need to ask, that loser must have embarrassed our Lingjian Sect at the year-end festival and was killed by the four major sects."
"Hey, as the young sect leader, I really regret it. I shouldn't have sent Lin Bai there in the first place."
"What great things can this yellow-level first-grade waste do?"
"As the young sect leader, I have to reflect on myself."
Su Cang said with a smile, no regrets on his face at all.
The First Elder said harmoniously: "Young Sect Master, you don't have to blame yourself so much. Lin Bai is a waste, and it won't hurt him to die."
Su Cang smiled and said, "But it's really sad to lose the sect's face."
The Great Elder and Su Cang each spoke one sentence at a time, as if no one else was watching.
When Su Cang said this, he immediately aroused the favor of all the warriors present.
The sword alliance warriors and Chen Gong both sneered in their hearts: Humph, these two hypocrites, back in the Elder Pavilion, it was you, Su Cang, who kept saying that Lin Bai was a good genius.
It was you, Su Cang, who unswervingly recommended Lin Bai to attend the year-end festival.
It's you, Su Cang, who wants to send Lin Bai to the imperial capital.
Don’t you feel ashamed if you say something regretful now?
Chen Gong was extremely disappointed with Su Cang. He stood aside silently, watching Su Cang and the elder as if they were performing a monkey show.
As for the Sword Alliance camp, the Great Elder and Ji Bei both looked ugly.
Su Cang sighed softly: "Please rest assured, disciples of Lingjian Sect, after I accept Lingjian Sect and become the leader, I will definitely try my best to create talented disciples for Lingjian Sect, so that Lingjian Sect can at least be in Chaoyang Palace.
Winning results above the top ten!”
Chen Gong said expressionlessly: "Have you finished speaking, Young Sect Leader?"
Su Cang and the First Elder smiled and nodded: "That's it, Elder Chen Gong, you go down and have a good rest. It's been a long and tiring journey."
Chen Gong said calmly: "Young Sect Master, Great Elder, when I announce the results of our Lingjian Sect at the year-end festival, I will naturally go back to rest."
Su Cang said disdainfully, "What else is there to announce? Isn't it just another year at the bottom?"
"Bottom? Haha, that was once."
Chen Gong sneered, his heart filled with excitement and pride.
Thinking of Lin Bai, Chen Gonghe felt nervous and even felt a little bit of admiration.
Chen Gong clasped his fists, his face was extremely serious, and his voice was loud and loud, like the sound of heaven spreading throughout the entire Lingjian Sect: "Elders of the Lingjian Sect, inner disciples of the Lingjian Sect, and outer disciples of the Lingjian Sect."
"All the warriors who have been fighting for the glory of Lingjian Sect in the past!"
"This time our Lingjian Sect won the first place in the competition in Chaoyang Palace!"
"First place!"
"No. 1 in Chaoyang Palace!"
"First place!"
After Chen Gong finished speaking, a proud smile and pride appeared on his face.
"What!"
"Did I hear wrong?"
"Brother, if you punch me, my brain seems to be broken and I have auditory hallucinations."
"Is it really number one..."
"The Lingjian Sect is number one in the Chaoyang Palace! Oh my god, strengthen my Lingjian Sect! Power my Lingjian Sect!"
"We are number one!"
"We are number one!"
The whole place was boiling.
The second elder asked eagerly: "Chen Gong, are you telling the truth?"
Su Cang said in disbelief: "Chen Gong, don't talk nonsense here. I know that among the other sect disciples who participated in last year's final ceremony, there are Yi Han from Canghai Yuntian Palace and Zhan Feng from Jiang Sect.
,Who among the Lingjian Sect can win the first place?"
Chen Gong looked at Su Cang with disappointment and said: "Young Sect Master, as the Young Sect Master of Lingjian Sect and the future leader of Lingjian Sect, don't you think that when your disciples are winning glory for the sect, you don't want to say anything
Isn’t it rude to say this?”
"As the young sect master, don't you cheer for the glory that your sect has gained?"
"As the young sect leader, shouldn't you be proud of us?"
"As the young sect master, how can you say these words?"
Chen Gong said with great disappointment.
"Young Sect Master, I guarantee with my life that I, Chen Gong, will be the number one in the Chaoyang Palace this year. If I, Chen Gong, tell any lies, I will be blasted by five thunders and cut to pieces with a thousand swords!"
"I believe that in less than three days, Shenwu Kingdom will announce the battle situation in Chaoyang Palace. By then, the news that our Lingjian Sect has returned to the first place in Chaoyang Palace will spread throughout Shenwu Kingdom!"
Chen Gongyan said firmly.
"How is this possible!" Su Cang and the Great Elder said in disbelief.