Chapter 172 A blessing in disguise The old man's heavy words were clearly heard by everyone, making them alert suddenly, and the atmosphere became depressing."Recently, there have been rumors in the martial arts world that my junior brother died in southern Xinjiang, and our Sanyi Sect has hidden the secret of ascending to heaven and becoming an immortal. Many sects, both good and evil, want to take advantage of this critical moment to get a piece of the pie." His face seemed to be as cold as frost, his eyes were gloomy, and he was suppressing the rage burning in his heart. Fortunately, his junior fellow apprentice was only in seclusion and did not die accidentally, otherwise, he could not imagine what kind of catastrophe the lunatics coming from all directions would bring to the Trinity Sect. Especially the complementary Reverse Life Heart Sutra and Trinity True Method. As the second in command of the sect, Si Chong knew what this meant. If there was any leakage, it would cause chaos in the martial arts world. "The mastermind behind this may be related to the evil cultivators from Southern Xinjiang." Cheng Zhen pondered for a moment, and based on recent events, he made a guess: "If it weren't for the sudden attack by my uncle, we might still be stuck in the dilemma of rescuing hostages in Southern Xinjiang. Our sect is empty and we really fell into their trap. We can't stop the evil demons from coveting us." Lu Jin still had lingering fears when he thought of the battle at the Luowuyuan clan's address. It seemed that his uncle had narrowly won. If he had gone there a few days later to fight fiercely, it would have been difficult for Zhongyuan to take care of him. He didn't know what was happening now. He asked Shi Chong: "Uncle Master, what should we do next to prepare for the enemy? Please give me some advice." "Humph! If these villains dare to enter the mountain, I will not let them off easily and make them bleed to death on the spot." Zhuge Yu's words were full of determination. He would not allow outsiders to step into the mountain gate. Compared with him, Shuiyun and Changqing were full of concerns. "It was at this time that they..."
"Fortunately, there are still a batch of guns and gunpowder inside the gate, but I don't know how many people will come?" Si Chong saw all the disciples' reactions. He calmed them down and said: "Your sect leader is just in seclusion, it's not like he can't take action. The mountain is full of true Qi and strange phenomena. If the situation has reached a point where it cannot be reversed, he must know about it." "Rumors from the outside world also say that Cheng Zhen and I, several disciples whose cultivation levels are second only to my junior brother, were also buried in Southern Xinjiang." "Although the guy behind the scenes is calculating, it may not be a bad opportunity for our Trinity Sect." Hearing this, everyone vaguely realized the hidden meaning. Shuiyun was moved and asked boldly: "A blessing in disguise, uncle, what do you mean?" "First, we can clearly see who are our friends and enemies in this chaotic world. Second, as long as we defend our sect, or my junior brother comes out of seclusion, we will be famous all over the world and bring back the glory of Xuanmen." Si Chong raised his right hand, placed it on the surface of the Qi diagram, and gently swiped it, magnifying it dozens of times. The entire mountain gate and the real-time situation nearby were presented to everyone. "Look, some uninvited guests have arrived." The edge of the Qi diagram was dotted with densely packed red spots of light. When Lu Jin finished counting, there were fifty-seven people in total, including independent cultivators in groups of three or five, as well as powerful gangs of more than a dozen people. At this time, Weir, who had been silent all this time, communicated with Si Chong: "Old sir, if you think these monkeys are an eyesore, I can go over and clear them away. There's no need to let them bother the head of the sect." "not the right time yet." His eyes seemed to be filled with coldness, and he continued, "This is just the beginning, maybe it's just the tip of the iceberg. When the time is right, we will catch them all in one fell swoop." "With your and Yousha's abilities, if Junior Brother doesn't come out, both of you are the key factors to victory, so you shouldn't expose yourself too early." Si Chong has his own plan. Since the guys in the martial arts world think that he and Cheng Zhen are dead together, he might as well fulfill their imagination and put on a good show. He will hide behind the scenes and take advantage of their greed and ugly behavior to train the disciples to take over the sect. "Jin'er, Xiao Zhuge, Changqing, Shuiyun, Shengsheng." "The disciple is here!" "This trouble will be handled openly by you. No matter who they are, have them wait at the foot of the mountain." "Don't pay attention to anyone who tries to find out about your sect leader or uncle. Keep your mouth shut and let them speculate. If they don't follow the rules and go over half of the mountain steps, they will be considered as trespassers and severely punished. They can be killed on the spot."
"Cheng Zhen and I, the two guardians, are in the dark and will give you our greatest support. Just go for it. As long as we are within the important area of Xuanmen, no one can cause any trouble." The five disciples who received the order took over this important responsibility and said in unison: "Understood! I am willing to stand by the sect through thick and thin and defend it till death." Jishiditang. In an abandoned room in the corner, Wu Gensheng caught a cold and had a high fever, and was receiving treatment from Duanmu Ying. "Gurgling." He swallowed the black potion in big gulps, and when he put down the porcelain bowl, he almost fainted. His forehead was covered with cold sweat, his eye bags were blackened, his face was pale, and he didn't look like a living person at all. His brain was aching, as if it was being pierced by countless silver needles. The blood in his body suddenly ran cold, and Wu Gensheng couldn't help shaking. When he recovered a little, Duanmu Ying handed him a piece of paper, frowned and asked softly: "Did you do this?" "What...?" Wu Gensheng kept coughing, with blood on the corners of his mouth. He shook his head with difficulty only after reading the contents of the letter: "It's not me, it's someone else." "Who?" Duanmu Ying couldn't help but ask, with some concerns in her heart. She was really afraid that Wu Gensheng was the one who planned everything behind the scenes, which led to the deaths of the two former heads of the sect, Sanyi. And because of their good personal relationship, she rescued Wu Gensheng, which obviously pushed Jishidiang into the fire pit. But after two further questions, the other party gave the same answer, that is, the deaths of Chief Zuo and Chief Jiang were not caused by him. "A tribe living deep in southern Xinjiang." Wu Gensheng did not give a detailed introduction, but he knew that if Jiang Mo really died in southern Xinjiang, it must be the old monster who took over his daughter's body. With its ability, it would be easy to kill a Qi cultivator who has practiced for less than a hundred years. This was also the source of Wu Gensheng's despair. He could not think of any possibility of taking back his daughter's body from the hands of such a monster. Even those priests and elders were far beyond his ability to deal with. Sanyimen. What a bad fate. One wrong step, all wrong steps. It's fate. Just as Wu Gensheng was muttering to himself, a voice interrupted his distraction. ".The situation is tense recently. If you still want to survive, stay here and don't go anywhere." "As long as you walk out of this room, there is no wall that is impenetrable. I cannot guarantee your safety." This was the last advice Duanmu Ying could give. As a friend, she had done her best and chose to believe Wu Gensheng's words. "Well, Miss Duanmu, I am really sorry for causing you trouble. I am ashamed and grateful." Wu Gensheng had a complicated expression. He didn't expect to end up like this. He sighed for a moment, feeling deeply confused. (End of this chapter)
