Chapter 358: The Faintly Moving Hundred Years' War
-----------"The sect leaders of various sects are here." Someone suddenly shouted.
Immediately, a huge stream of energy appeared in the sky, including the High Level of the Emperor and the First Level of the Emperor.
The black dots gradually enlarge, and the streams of them can be pressed closer. The streams of the top of the Kulian Mountain can be squeezed over a radius of thousands of miles. The beast king-level energy beasts in the entire mountain range dare not move and curl up in their nests and tremble.
"metropolitan."
"metropolitan."
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Everyone saluted to the sect leader in their sect. Some sect leaders of first-class sects reached the level of saints to bring great pride to their sect disciples, and greeted the sect leader with joy on their faces. Some sect leaders of some sects had weaker cultivation.
The disciples in the sect naturally became much more depressed and vanity was inevitable.
"Master of the Soul Sect." Ming Qi raised his eyelids and stared at the middle-aged man in white clothes in front of the disciple of the Soul Sect. He was still thinking about the Soul Stone.
The White-Shirt Soul Sect Master, who was surrounded by a hazy layer of soul power, let those who could see him clearly except for their vision, and sigh with their ability to sigh. It felt like they were separated by a layer of hazy mist, and their cultivation level was even more powerful.
People can't see through it.
The sect leaders of the second-class and third-class sects have come long ago, so among these people who flew in, the sect leaders of the first-class sects are only the sect leaders.
Two sudden appearances in the sky were stronger than anyone present, and Ming frowned. It must be the sect leader and the sect leader of Mu Ling Sect.
One green dot and the other red dot, after all, this place forms a lighting contrast. The two overlords of Lianshan are Fire Crystal Sect, Huo Jian, Mu Ling Sect, and Mu Qinghai. These two people can make two people stomp their feet.
The sects of other forces were destroyed and killed.
The figures of the two appeared in front of everyone, and the sect leaders of the first-class forces bowed to him, "Master Huo, Master Mu."
The two of them glanced faintly, but they were fixed on the head of the Soul Sect. He was the only one who did not bow.
The two of them just glanced and then looked away.
Ming Qi felt a vague feeling that the leader of the Soul Sect is no weaker than these two sect leaders. Perhaps it was because the sect leader was strong and the sect was weak, so he was ranked first-class sect.
"Sect Master." The two elders stepped forward and saluted Huo Jian.
"Thank you two junior brothers," Huo Jian said lightly.
"It's been a few decades of hard work, and it's easier to become an ancient elder." The two elders looked at each other and smiled.
"Haha." Huo Jian also smiled. If the ancient elders were so easy to become, there would not be only three ancient elders in the sect. There must be a war in the sect every hundred years, which seems to have become unacceptable.
Many of the changed iron rules, many elders who could have become ancient elders. The sect leader fell here and had no chance of ancient elders. Even most of the ancient elders would have fallen during the sect war.
"The master of the sect, there is still half a month of asceticism to ripen." An elder said, his voice was extremely low, and only Huo Jian could hear it.
Just as the fruit of asceticism is ripe, and one hundred years after the previous war, there are many factors in the war. It may start from a small dispute between the third-class forces, or it may be a direct conflict between the sects.
But in short, every hundred years, when the major sects are strong and their ambitions are expanding, the battle will happen. This principle is simple and clear, but it cannot be stopped because he understands that other sects may not understand it, so he must
He took the initiative and took advantage of the fact that these sect leaders were gathered here by the ascetic fruits, but he didn't know when the ascetic fruits would mature, so he did not dare to leave without authorization, for fear of missing the treasure, and attacked his sect, and he was in a heart.
Huo Jian thought he understood the secret of this century-old war, but he didn't know that he was also trapped in this kind of curse. He knew why he fought, but he was unable to stop him. Most of them chose his same method.
, took the initiative, but triggered the war.
"Well, I have already arranged it in the sect." Huo Jian nodded. The two-month hard-working mountain quota for the Huo Jing Sect this time was just an excuse, and the excuse was to add the second-generation disciples of the sect who were strong and talented in the sect.
Send it here to avoid that battle so as not to hurt the original energy. As for this disciple, the main level of the battle, it will undoubtedly strip away the possibility of victory, and the third generation of disciples will undoubtedly send them in.
Fire pits have higher mortality rates than on the battlefield.
"Sect Master." More than 30 people gathered on the Mu Ling Sect and saluted Mu Qinghai.
"When the fruit is ripe, I must grab one back." Mu Qinghai said sternly, and the murderous aura in his eyes was released. These disciples knew what would happen if they could not do it.
"Take it." Five wooden swords appeared out of thin air in the man's hand, which was different from the wooden sword in the man whom Mingqi met. The color was lighter than the wooden sword in the man's hand, not dark brown and yellow,
It's light brown and yellow.
"This was taken from the second trunk of the Wood Spirit Ancestor Tree. Although it is not as powerful as the wooden sword made by Mu Xiu's trunk, it is enough to deal with the Achievement Level." Mu Qinghai said.
Immediately, the five people stepped forward, took the wooden sword, knelt on the ground and said, "Thank you, Master."
"Go back to their respective positions." Mu Qinghai Road.
Everyone left one after another and returned to their original position.
He didn't know the exact result of the ascetic fruit. If he left, the two ascetic fruits in his sect would definitely be swallowed by the Fire Crystal Sect, and Mu Qinghai naturally did not dare to leave.
The people who were starting to boil gradually settled down, closed their eyes to rest, sat in the dark and practiced, thought about their thoughts, and planned their own plans...
"How long will this ascetic fruit mature?" Mingqi asked in his heart.
"How do I know this kind of vulgar things? But I think it will not mature in the past few days." Mingqi said, in his eyes, butchery is a vulgar thing. After all, there is nothing we can do. People can do it.
At the peak, Mingqi's thing to be a treasure is a pile of soil in his mouth, which is optional.
"Look at the liquid inside the fruit carefully." Mingqi said.
Mingqi raised his head and locked the ashen fruit with a diameter of several meters high in the sky. His eyes were wide open, once, twice, and after several blinks, Mingqi's eyes could see a faint light of inspiration from the core.
It flashes and spreads to the peel. The light yellow color of the peel is slightly heavier, which is almost invisible to the naked eye. I am afraid that this deepening will only be obvious in one day and one night.
"Generally, when the spiritual fruit matures, at least some energy will be released to strengthen the outer skin. The energy gradually increases and then weakens. In the end, there is no energy to be transmitted to the skin, it is time for it to mature, but the energy of the ascetic fruit is getting stronger and stronger.
It’s not weak, so it will take some time to decide.” Mingqi said.
"It's really not used to sitting here for several days." Mingqi muttered in his heart, but this moment is when the ascetic fruit is about to mature. If he leaves without authorization, the disciples of the Fire Crystal Sect did not grab the ascetic fruit.
, by then, not only the sect leader, but even some fellow senior brothers will definitely take their anger on him, and even Huo Yan will blame him. Mingqi is unwilling to do stupid things, or in other words, he will find trouble if he has nothing to do.
The sky gradually drifted dark clouds, blocking the surrounding area. Only here, the powerful power suppressed the clouds could not get close. It seemed that the sun was spreading, and the top of the mountain was already brewing a more violent storm than the storm outside the mountain...