Chapter 1047

"The Lord of the Hidden Pavilion, don't be deceived!"

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This made everyone's blood rush, and their hearts were filled with admiration.

The same goes for Xiang Jiuchen and the three Supreme Elders, only to feel that the anger in his chest finally dissipated.

In the past, Sansheng Pavilion was very low-key, and if there was friction with several other forces, it was mostly forbearance. Now, they finally realize that forbearance will only make people feel like they are easy to bully.

Only a domineering shot can deter Xiao Xiao!

And this domineering originates from Ling Xian and from the hidden pavilion.

If he hadn't led the crowd to come, Xiang Jiuchen would not be able to become strong no matter what.

"Hahaha, happy!"

Xiang Jiuchen smiled and said, "I would like to see if those forces dare to fight with my Sansheng Pavilion!"

"I hope they go to war, and they are all destroyed together, and the position of the domain master should be replaced!" The first elder said domineeringly, only to feel proud and swept away the distress in his chest.

This made Ling Xian smile, happily.

Although today's events have dealt a great blow to Sansheng Pavilion, Xiang Jiuchen and the others have not been dealt a blow. Instead, they have become full of confidence.

Over time, Sansheng Pavilion will surely be able to be reborn from the ashes and create greater glories!

"Everyone, clean up the battlefield."

Ling Xian's eyes dimmed and said, "Please bury the bodies of those who died in battle."

Hearing this, everyone present was silent.

Sansheng Pavilion, which has been reduced to ruins, can be rebuilt, and damaged treasures can be repaired, but the people who died are really dead.

Relatives, friends, and Taoist companions all died in this battle, which is both a kind of luck and a kind of sadness for the living.

Therefore, the Sansheng Pavilion at this moment is sad, and even the world seems to be in sorrow.

After a while, a sob sounded, opening the prelude to howling.

Everyone is crying and feeling sad, and the whole world is shrouded in sadness.

Ling Xian also let out a long sigh, feeling sad in his heart.

War is always cruel, and even the Supreme cannot change this.

"Everyone, my condolences."

Ling Xian got up with difficulty, his eyes slowly swept across the crowd, and said, "Their sacrifices have brought us alive, so please turn your grief into motivation and strengthen yourself.

Only in this way can you protect the people you care about and protect the Sansheng Pavilion. "

Hearing this, everyone present stopped sobbing, and then began to clean the battlefield without saying a word.

Their expressions were firm and their steps were solemn. Although they were silent, Ling Xian could see something called fighting spirit, which grew in everyone's heart.

This makes him even more gratified. If everyone can turn sadness into motivation, then Sansheng Pavilion will become more and more brilliant.

"I will count the people who died in the battle. Their families are all taken care of by my Sansheng Pavilion." Xiang Jiuchen floated to Ling Xian's side, feeling a little depressed.

"it is good."

Ling Xian smiled gratified and said, "This is what Sansheng Pavilion should and must do."

"Oh, I'm sorry for them. As the master of a pavilion, I failed to protect them well." Xiang Jiuchen blamed himself.

"The pavilion owner doesn't need to blame himself, what you have done is good enough." Ling Xian waved his hand.

"It's far from enough."

Xiang Jiuchen sighed and changed the subject: "Don't talk about this, thank you for today's matter."

"This is my responsibility, I don't need to say thank you." Ling Xian shook his head gently, and since he took over the seat of the Lord of the Hidden Pavilion, he had a premonition that this day would come.

"You can choose to leave, but you didn't. Instead, you held up your last hope with your life."

The first elder opened his mouth, with gratitude in his eyes besides admiration, and said, "Just rush to this point, you can afford the old man's bow."

After speaking, he bowed deeply towards Ling Xian.

At the same time, Xiang Jiuchen, the second elder, and the third elder also bowed at the same time, expressing their respect.

In this regard, Ling Xian smiled helplessly and said, "Don't break me, everyone."

"You can afford it."

The second elder suddenly spoke, with a bit of guilt and bitterness in his eyes.

The same is true of the three elders.

They used to make things difficult for Ling Xian and did not want him to become the master of the hidden pavilion, but today's events undoubtedly proved their mistake.

This is equivalent to a loud slap in the face, slapped in the face of the two.

"What happened back then was what we did wrong."

The second elder had a bitter face and said, "Today, I apologize to you."

"I was blind in those days, and I hope the Lord of the Hidden Pavilion doesn't take it to heart." The third elder sighed, both ashamed and bitter.

"I have long since forgotten what happened back then."

Ling Xian smiled lightly and said, "It's just a different position and a different point of view, no wonder you guys."

Hearing this, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that Ling Xian really didn't hate them.

And his generosity made them even more ashamed, and they only felt that he had lived on a dog at his age.

"Let's expose this matter like this, no need to mention it again."

Ling Xian shook his head and laughed. He had long forgotten what happened back then. If it hadn't been brought up by the two of them, he might never have been able to remember it in his life.

"Haha, I really didn't see the wrong person, to have you as the master of the hidden pavilion, it is really my luck of the Sansheng pavilion." The elder smiled heartily, his eyes full of admiration.

In response, Ling Xian smiled lightly, turned his eyes to the Lord of Darkness and the others, and said, "The matter is over, wait and step back."

"Yes!"

Several people cupped their hands, then moved their bodies and disappeared instantly.

This is the style, or mission, of the members of the Hidden Pavilion.

When Sansheng Pavilion encounters danger, it must come forward, throw its head and shed blood, and when the matter is over, it will leave quietly.

"They are the heroes."

Ling Xian sighed and said, "Unknown, but a real hero."

"Yeah, I, Sansheng Pavilion, will live up to them!" Xiang Jiuchen's words were sonorous and loud.

"With your words, that's enough."

Ling Xian smiled lightly and said: "I should go too. I believe that after this battle, the cohesion of Sansheng Pavilion will be stronger, and those who persist to the end will definitely become the backbone elites of Sansheng Pavilion."

"good."

Looking at the figures cleaning the battlefield, Xiang Jiuchen's eyes flashed with relief, and said, "I will train these people well and make them the backbone of my Sansheng Pavilion."

"It's a blessing in disguise."

Ling Xian smiled lightly and said, "The number of people in Sansheng Pavilion has dropped sharply now. I suggest opening the gates to replenish fresh blood."

"It should be the case. Although my Sansheng Pavilion has always pursued the principle that the essence is not expensive, but now the number of people has dropped sharply, it is indeed time to add fresh blood." Xiang Jiuchen nodded.

"This matter has nothing to do with me, you make up your mind."

With a faint smile, Ling Xian cupped his hands and said, "I'm leaving, farewell."

After speaking, his figure faded and disappeared in place.

But half an hour later, he came back.

This time, Ling Xian took off his black robe and appeared in his real body.

The identity of the Lord of the Hidden Pavilion is not suitable for staying in the Sansheng Pavilion, which will cause too much inconvenience. Therefore, he deliberately acted and told everyone that the Lord of the Hidden Pavilion had left.

But when he arrived in his real body, what greeted him was Ning Yan's rage.

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