Chapter 1323: The Elite Gathered Together, and Qiong Cang Gave a Speech to Welcome the New Students

Guizhe Holy Mountain.

Streams of light flew from everywhere and landed at the foot of the mountain, in all shapes and sizes.

One by one, they gathered away the spiritual energy fluctuations, jumped on the rocks, and climbed the mountain quickly.

Among them, there are mountain guards, laurel cultivators, people in white clothes, people in red clothes, people from the six tribes, and holy guards...

The Guizhe Holy Mountain hanging upside down in the sky is like having countless fleas, jumping to the top of the mountain quickly, it is so spectacular.

"Hurry up! Hurry up!"

"I heard it's a big deal today. I haven't seen the Holy Mountain so busy for a long time."

"Speaking of what happened, I was just recalled from the Southern Territory..."

"Senior in red? You have been guarding the space of another dimension all year round. You don't know what's normal. I heard that the people above are changing their blood."

"Oh? Big blood change, how big is it?"

"It's almost like reshuffling the deck!"

"ah?"

"No, no, no, senior in red, don't listen to his nonsense. The version I heard is that the master of the Taoist palace is resigning and the master of the palace is to be replaced!"

"Hiss! Such a big thing? Are you sure?"

"How about being able to gather so many people to witness today? How many years has it been since the Holy Mountain had such a grand event? It's not easy for anyone to come this time."

"It seems that the Sixth Department will also need to be replaced. Our leader has died... and has been missing for a long time. Many actions cannot be carried out normally. This time, acting leaders will definitely be officially appointed."

"Oh, it's great for you. You can be re-appointed. The leader of our spiritual department had a fight on Void Island. I heard that he was not dead, but because of his father's relationship, he has not come back yet. This has become the whole island. The laughingstock of the Holy Mountain.”

"Hahaha, Yu Lingdi is really ridiculous. I don't know if the future development of the Spiritual Department will be affected. The big devil is not only alive, but also joining the Saint Slaves. I never expected it."

"Hey, have you heard that after the battle of Sky City, there was only one survivor left in the six headquarters, Wang Dachui! Some people say that he got the news in advance and did not participate, so he saved his life."

"No, why did I hear that he was lucky enough to be in charge of matters outside the Yunlun Mountains and was not involved in Guyin Cliff?"

"Shh, the survivors are climbing over there, you are too loud..."

Amid the noisy discussion, the short, hunchbacked old man Wang Dachui climbed the mountain in silence.

He originally liked to joke, had a wild temper, and would often quarrel with Teng Shanhai when nothing happened.

But this silence has been with Wang Dachui for more than a month now.

Maybe others are not sure yet, but as the leader of the Sixth Department, the exact information he received was that all his former companions were gone.

Without exception!

Yi, Teng Shanhai, Ye Xiao died in battle...

Yu Lingdi is missing...

Situ Yong died.

These are only six parts, not counting the half-saints who died in the battle among the senior officials of the Holy Temple.

Comrades outside the front line can still joke around while climbing, but Wang Dachui can no longer laugh.

These battle damage lists are nothing, they are just a few people, and they are nothing to the Holy Mountain.

Wang Dachui knew that this was the heaviest loss suffered by the Holy Temple in recent decades.

Even he could see that this high-level shakeup was by no means normal.

That was Dao Qiongcang preparing for the next battle, and it was the first child in the battle of life and death.

The storm is coming!

One can imagine how dangerous it will be next.

"winter!"

Carrying a sledgehammer on his back, he jumped to the top of the holy mountain.

Looking around, most of the people in white clothes, red clothes, Liubu and others have gathered, arranged in an orderly manner, talking and laughing happily.

Everyone here is a cutting-edge person, each with his or her own arrogance.

When the ten-member discussion group did not come out, they continued to point out the country and talk loudly. From the top ten seats to the new Seven Sword Immortals, they made comments and comments. How pleasant it was!

Wang Dachui withdrew his gaze and spoke even lower.

He recalled the scene when he first entered Dongtianwang City at night.

At that time, the transmission channel opened, and Ye Xiao, Yi, Teng Shanhai, Situ Yongren, and Rao Yaoyao all came out, each in high spirits.

The Seven Swordsmen lead the six divisions to support the battle in the Eastern Region. Who doesn't go there with the mentality of having fun and going home?

——All dead!

If he hadn't been on Guyin Cliff at that time, he would have received the mission of Rao Yaoyao and turned around to search for "Yellow Spring".

Maybe today, I will become one of the protagonists in the story they discuss.

"Laugh……"

Wang Dachui didn't care about the ridicule of the people around him as a survivor.

He already knows how powerful his opponents are, but these people are still in the dark and have not yet woken up.

Today they can still laugh, and tomorrow they will be on the front line, and hopefully they will be happy and at peace.

"First seat?"

"The first one I've ever seen!"

“The first one I’ve ever seen!

"

Only the team affiliated with the Sports Department saw their leader arriving and saluted solemnly to greet the only boss of the six departments who showed up in advance.

The surrounding chatter became less loud, but not quiet either.

The remaining five members who lost their respective seats were leaderless, and their spirits were as scattered as a plate of sand.

But there is still light in their eyes.

It's just that the light doesn't point towards the sky, but only towards the identity of the new leader.

Some people joked that "I can do it too", wondering whether good luck will come to them later, and the position of first place will fall on them?

What's more, they even planned the meal after the Holy Mountain event, and reminisced about the long-lost taste of the beauties from the Central Realm.

The warm breeze makes you intoxicated, and the fragrance of cinnamon penetrates your bones.

Yujing is still prosperous, and elegant officials still have red lips.

Wang Dachui was also one of them before. After taking a look around this time, he silently withdrew his gaze and looked at the majestic Shenghuan Palace on the jade steps.

"Dao Qiongcang, how can you rely on these people to defeat the Holy Slave?"

...

The sun was setting in the west, and everyone gathered.

In the Shenghuan Palace, accompanied by a "squeaking" sound, a laurel wood wheelchair came out, and five figures walked out.

"Here they come!"

"The Ten-Man Council! This is my first time on the Holy Mountain, and the first time I've seen them... Hmm, why are there only six figures?"

"The Taoist Palace Master! The leader must be the Taoist Palace Master, right? He is indeed a celestial being with amazing talent and appearance!"

"The Great Emperor Cangsheng is here too, so that's the Evil Sin Bow?"

"And the God of Killing is not crazy... Hiss, I haven't seen this person for a long time."

"Lord Jiuji is so beautiful!"

"Yu Lao, the Envoy of Kunpeng! And Lord Zhong Yuanzi, the Envoy of the Elemental God! I haven't seen this person for a long time..."

"Where are the others?"

Until the six figures landed on the jade steps one by one, everyone was still waiting for the four people behind them, and each had their own doubts.

Even Rao Yaoyao, some people heard that she was killed by the new generation of the Holy Slave Shouye in the Yunlun Mountains, but they still didn't believe it.

These rumors can only be heard seriously when the Holy Mountain officially announces the obituary.

"Everyone!"

Dressed in black and white, Dao Qiongcang, who looked solemn, held the Tianji Si Nan in his hand. As soon as he spoke, the osmanthus flowers on the Holy Mountain Square withered, and everyone's smiles were put back.

A kind of mourning was in the air.

Everyone's heart sank, and they dared not smile anymore, realizing that this grand event was not a new official taking office in full swing, but was dominated by sadness?

The osmanthus fragrance filled the east of Guizhe Holy Mountain and drifted into the dim screen candle land.

Under the withered broken willow, there was an old table that had been covered in dust for many years, a flickering residual lamp, and a pitted ghost sword.

The swaying candlelight reflected a shadowy figure under the broken willow, who was no longer paralyzed and was slowly getting up.

He was like an octogenarian, and his movements were as slow as a turtle, but he finally got up and finally leaned all his strength on the broken willow.

Hua Changdeng slowly turned his head, expressionless, and looked in the direction of the Holy Huan Palace.

He made no sound during the whole process.

The ghost hunter on the ancient table shook slightly, but a faint bird chirped, as if celebrating something.

Hua Changdeng didn't care. He noticed something after looking sideways. The corner of his lips slightly lifted, and he slowly raised his hand and touched it gently.

"How many years..."

The gods worshiped the willow, and finally gave birth to new green.

...

"This is an apology letter."

"I, Dao Qiongcang, will announce one thing to you with the most sincere apology and the heaviest sadness:"

"In the battle between Sky City and Saint Slave, the result was not a lose-lose situation as rumored. The truth is that our Holy Temple lost everything!"

"For this, we paid a heavy price."

"Among the six heads, Yi, Ye Xiao, and Teng Shanhai died, the acting head of the Taoist department Situ Yongren died, and the head of the spiritual department Yu Lingdi disappeared and has not been heard from since."

"Among the ten-member council, the three emperors Yan Wu Se died, the Tian Ji Shen Shi No. 2 died, and the red-robed Dao master Rao Yaoyao died."

"In addition, before the war, they were transferred from various places to the East Region In Dongtianwang City, more than a thousand people died and more than ten thousand were injured in the red-clothed, white-clothed, and holy guards who were on duty in Yunlun Mountains. "

"Because of the counterattack of the dark forces in the first battle, countless comrades who guarded the five regions of the Holy Continent died!"

"Among them, there are young talents, mature elders, those who are ready to fight, those who are about to retire, some are alone, some have families, some have lovers waiting, and some have parents looking forward to it..."

"Because of me!"

"Because of my Daoqiongcang's negligence, they all died."

Daoqiongcang closed his eyes heavily, bowed slowly, and bowed to the distant sky:

"I'm sorry..."

Guizhe Holy Mountain was silent.

Everyone was struck by lightning and couldn't believe the content of this apology - all!

Although they were elites, they were only middle and high-level, guarding only a certain place and living in a remote corner.

They heard a lot of gossip, but they were different.

The head of the Dao Department's Chuan Yi Department is gone, the head of the An Department's Chuan Ling Department is gone...

The six departments spread their own rumors, some said Rao Yaoyao was gone, some said Yan Wu Se was gone...

After spreading it around, no one believed it anymore.

I never thought that today when I climbed the mountain, the Dao Palace Master's opening speech was all gone!

At a certain moment, the atmosphere on the Guizhe Holy Mountain was extremely depressing, and it was about to explode like thunder.

But under the gaze of the saints on the high jade steps, there was no commotion.

Everyone finally realized.

All this information was suppressed during the war in order not to shake the morale of the army.

If this information had been revealed at that time, I'm afraid there would be no need to fight, and everyone would be shocked to death.

But...

How could it be?

This exaggerated death rate simply refreshed the history of the Guizhe Holy Mountain!

Everyone's emotions fluctuated wildly, and finally the whispered discussions ended, and all eyes converged and fell back to the Dao Palace Master on the jade steps, waiting for an explanation.

After Dao Qiongcang bowed for a long time, he stood up and sighed:

"We underestimated our opponent."

"We thought it was just a rat crossing the street as usual, and everyone could beat it."

"But this time is different, it is fundamentally different."

Dao Qiongcang took a breath:

"In the Central Region, they are the 'Fen Qin' from sixteen years ago. They are the blood leeches rooted under the holy mountain. They are the kings of the underground world. Fortunately, they were uprooted by white clothes."

"After being removed, the remaining tumors were not dead. They infiltrated into the major sects and hid themselves, and once again spawned a 'teahouse'. Fortunately, the teahouse was also removed by Bai Yi a few years ago."

"But these are in the central domain, where we have the most powerful power. What about the other four distant domains?"

Dao Qiongcang's eyes were a little heavy:

"In the Eastern Region, they are Shenyue Immortal City, which is the most concentrated force of Ancient Sword Cultivators. We only discovered this cancer after the battle in Sky City. However, we launched a general attack just before the moon, and it has not been eradicated so far."

"In the Southern Territory, they are sinful ghost beasts. They collude with all forces, reject justice, support darkness, and win over the semi-saints. The tallest among them is the Holy Emperor!"

"In the Northern Territory, they have infiltrated into the Tianmen League that resists the extra-dimensional space. They have mastered the hometown of the Seven Forbidden Flowers. Based on this, it is difficult for us to even explore, let alone launch an attack."

"In the Western Region..."

Dao Qiongcang paused for a moment, and his expression turned dark:

"They have penetrated into the other four regions, and it is impossible for the Western Region to fall behind."

"But so far, we don't even have a taste of what their incarnation is in the Western Region."

"This is our enemy, the Holy Slave!"

"This is the opponent we should pay attention to, Ba Zunzun!"

At the top of the Holy Mountain, everyone’s hearts were shaken.

From Burning Qin, to Shenyue Immortal City, to the forces of ghosts and beasts, to the Qi Duan Ban, and even to the unknown...

All the power that can penetrate has been penetrated by Ba Zunzhen!

If we continue not to be vigilant and continue to behave like before, will the death of saints be the norm in the future?

This time the enemy can even destroy Guizhe Holy Mountain?

On the holy mountain, there was finally a panic, and the three words "Eight Masters" turned into a kind of fear, lingering in the depths of everyone's minds.

The gentle countryside of Zhongyu, the grave of idiots in Yujing.

No one is willing to give up the current prosperous age, and no one is willing to take on a bloody battle that spans the five realms.

But war, unknowingly, blew the horn...

Dao Qiongcang paused for a long time.

It wasn't until this panic reached its limit and seemed to ignite everything that he spoke again:

"Is the Holy Slave strong?"

"The Holy Slaves are very strong! Their leader is the Eight Masters, and their peak combat power can force them to reach the Holy Emperor."

"But are we weak?"

"We are not weak! The reason why the Battle of Sky City failed was just because of my negligence in leadership, which resulted in the general direction being wrong and the death of my comrades."

"For this, I have an unshirkable responsibility."

"But we still have a ten-member council and six departments, including those in red and white, the Holy Guards, the older generation, the Mesozoic generation, and the young people who are ready to draw their swords and have hidden their swords for many years..."

"We have the strongest shield and the sharpest spear. When our comrades on the front line fall, we have more and newer blood to replace them and take over their mission..."

"Fight!"

Dao Qiongcang's words directly emptied the gray haze on the Guizhe Holy Mountain.

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

"Fight!

"

In the excitement of the crowd, he shook his hand and stopped all the shouts.

"The enemy can kill us, but the enemy cannot defeat us."

"I will appoint a new generation of ten-member council, the head of the six divisions. This is my last order as the master of the main hall of the Holy Temple."

"I believe that they will surpass me, surpass me who failed in my duties, and contribute the most absolute enthusiasm, passion, and even life of new power to justice!"

"after this……"

Dao Qiongcang raised his gaze, and under the slightly horrified gazes of the saints on the side who had a premonition that something was wrong, he looked towards Yuantian:

"For them, I have to give an explanation!"

"I will step down as the master of the main hall of the Holy Temple. I will be temporarily replaced by Senior Zhong Yuanzi, and another election will be held later."

"And I will never be involved in any of this again."

"My dead comrades, I can't save you, but this is my last apology. I'm sorry."

After Dao Qiongcang finished speaking, he bowed deeply again:

"The future of the Holy Temple is left to you..."