The rain is getting heavier and heavier.
As time went by, the drizzle of rain turned into a heavy downpour.
The sky was also dark.
It is obviously a beautiful time in the morning, but the sky looks like it is late at night.
In this silent environment, Ye Zhuyin, the second most important person in Miaoyin Pavilion, held a yellow oil paper umbrella and wandered slowly through the sect.
Ye Zhuyin is tall, has a soft face, and is dressed in a purple robe. She wanders slowly, exuding melancholy.
"Yaoqin is a big dream seed. If the sect falls, how can she compete with other big dream seeds."
Ye Zhuyin and Liu frowned and sighed softly.
Worried at this point, her white jade hands subconsciously tightened their grip on the handle of the oil-paper umbrella, causing some cracks to appear on the handle.
Her power is a little out of control!
Ye Zhuyin was very worried that Miaoyin Pavilion would be destroyed by the Daxuan Dynasty, but she was even more worried that her junior sister Shang Yaoqin would be implicated in this.
After all, the battle for destiny has always been about getting in and out.
Only one person in history can become a saint and become an emperor, bearing all the glory!
Those defeated seeds of destiny will only be dejected under the sword of time, lose their traces, and have no news.
On a certain high-rise building.
Li Qiyuan, the military leader of Qinglu Taoist Temple, and Chen Hao, the military leader of Longyan Sect, stood side by side, watching Ye Zhuyin's walking back from a distance.
But at this time, the expressions on their faces were also a little solemn.
Chen Hao, the leader of the Longyan Sect, slowly moved his eyes away from Ye Zhuyin and looked at the dark clouds in the sky.
Chen Hao's face was a little gloomy. "Brother Qiyuan, according to your opinion, after Hong Yuan arrives, can we really work together to deal with the Ximenghu? You must know that the Ximenghu is a wild beast of the Dream Dao!"
"This is..." Li Qiyuan, the military leader of Qinglu Taoist Temple, hesitated a little. After all, Xi Menghu had created huge panic and trouble for them these days.
However, Li Qiyuan recalled the sect's elder Sword Master Po Jun's evaluation of Hong Yuan, and immediately nodded firmly, "This is natural!"
"I hope so." Chen Hao's tone was complicated. His pride had been completely destroyed by the Daxuan Dynasty during this period of time.
…
Two days later.
The half-monthly alliance meeting is held in the sect hall of Miaoyin Pavilion.
Those who can participate in the alliance conference are all military leaders of their respective sects and martial arts geniuses with great reputation and extraordinary strength.
Lin Bujing, the leader of the Fengxi Army, Qiu Wuxi, the leader of the Miaoyin Army, Li Qiyuan, the leader of the Qinglu Army, Chen Hao, the leader of the Longyan Army, Long Zhandu, the true legend of Fengxi, Ye Zhuyin, the true legend of Miaoyin...
If these existences shake their feet outside, they can cause shock to the sect alliance.
At this moment, they are having huge differences over how to deal with the Daxuan Dynasty's offensive, especially how to deal with Xi Menghu!
One party wants to give it a try and take the initiative to attack. After the help arrives, they will take the initiative to kill the dream beast Ximenhu, and then counterattack the Daxuan Dynasty and conquer the lost territory.
This is the offensive faction, led by Lin Bujing and Qiu Wuxi.
The other side wanted to defend their position, waiting for powerful help like Hong Yuan to arrive, and continue to defend. When the Supreme Elders captured the same dream beast, they planned a counterattack.
This is the defensive faction, led by Chen Hao, Li Qiyuan and Ye Zhuyin.
"Zhuyin, all the regiments of the Daxuan Dynasty are now approaching the city. If we don't fight back, the sect will fall!!!" Qiu Wuxi was worried and said to Ye Zhuyin.
She really wanted to win over Ye Zhuyin, so it would be much easier if she proposed to let everyone take action with Lin Bujing as the core.
"Be calm when faced with big events, and don't believe that there are no ancient sages in the present."
"Wuxi, neither I nor you want our sect to be breached by the Great Xuan Dynasty, but it is precisely because of this that we have to defend our position!"
Ye Zhuyin frowned coldly, and immediately stood up from his seat, sternly refuting Qiu Wuxi's ideals.
Nowadays, the territory attacked by the legions of the Daxuan Dynasty is the territory of Miaoyin Pavilion.
In Miaoyin Pavilion, Qiu Wuxi and Ye Zhuyin are the leading and secondary characters.
Therefore, when it comes to the debates and plans between the two of them, the military leaders and true disciples of other overlord sects do not interfere very much, and at most they occasionally give one or two opinions.
Half an hour later.
Qiu Wuxi and Ye Zhuyin, who were arguing endlessly, reached a deadlock, and they fell silent one after another.
They realize that words alone will never convince others!
Lin Bujing sighed softly in his heart, glanced sideways at the vacant seat on the main seat, clasped the five fingers of his right hand in his wide robe, and thought to himself
"The position of leader of the sect alliance has been vacant for a long time. Today, it is time for it to be settled."
"Hong Yuan, hum…"
The corners of Lin Bujing's mouth raised slightly, and a trace of pride flashed in his eyes.
He admitted that in terms of practice alone, he might not be as good as Hong Yuan.
But when it comes to power struggles and worldliness, he is definitely a powerful being who can crush Hong Yuan!
Da da da--
Lin Bujing seemed to accidentally knock the armchair three times, making three crisp sounds.
Qiu Wuxi, who was on his right side, tightened her delicate body for an instant, turned her face sideways, and nodded to Lin Buying inaudibly.
next moment.
Qiu Wuxi lightly opened her red lips and said coldly
"A snake cannot move without a head, and a bird cannot fly without wings."
"After experiencing the failure of sects such as Sihai Sect and Wutu Sect, I think this is because our sect alliance does not have a backbone!"
"In this war with the Daxuan Dynasty, Dao Brother Lin Bujing is the leader of the Fengxi Army. He has led the Fengxi Army to repeatedly achieve superior results, made great contributions, and turned the tide many times..."
"I suggest that everyone should take action around Taoist Brother Lin Bujing as the core!!!"
As soon as Qiu Wuxi finished speaking, someone immediately echoed his words.
As if they had agreed, they responded to Qiu Wuxi one after another.
"I agree!"
"Army Master Lin Bujing can indeed do it!"
"That's right, it's time to make a decision as the leader of the alliance!"
"..."
Hearing Qiu Wuxi's sudden attack, Ye Zhuyin's face suddenly turned pale. If Lin Buying was really allowed to take power, wouldn't Miaoyin Pavilion be pushed to the forefront and be in danger?
And those who can participate in the alliance conference are all martial arts geniuses, and all are top talents selected from a million.
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Chen Hao, Li Qiyuan and other martial arts geniuses from other sects sat upright and stared at Lin Bujing with narrowed eyes.
"Leader? Lin Bujing, you have such beautiful thoughts." Chen Hao snorted coldly, his face cold.
"That's it. Who do you think you are, you want to rule us?!" Li Qiyuan raised his head, with a rebellious look on his face.
Although others such as Long Zhandu, Ye Zhuyin and others did not say much, their faces were gloomy and they were not convinced at all by Lin Buying.
Lin Bujing looked around, his eyes glowing red, but the others still looked at him firmly, showing no intention of retreating.
At this moment, Lin Bujing understood that if he subdued these two thorns, Chen Hao and Li Qiyuan, then the sect alliance would respect him from now on.
Even if Hong Yuan comes, he will have to be restrained!
In an instant, a breathtaking aura emerged from Lin Buying's body, like fire burning the heavens and Suzaku alive.
Behind him, a lifelike appearance of a Suzaku spreading its wings gradually formed.
"You are so brave!!" Li Qiyuan yelled.
Li Qiyuan kicked the coffee table away and took out the sword that had been hidden in his waist for a long time - the King Quan Sword!
The seven-in-one King Quan Sword is a sacred weapon. Unfortunately, when "Bo Qing" killed Li Ziyang, three-sevenths of the King Quan Sword was swallowed up by the Tianhe Sword. Therefore, it is difficult to reshape the King Quan Sword into a holy weapon.
To be continued...