Chapter 403: Everyone Betrays Their Relatives. (Fourth Update! Please Subscribe!)

On the platform surrounded by chaos and mist, came the gentle and smiling voice of Chongming Sect Master's slightly smiling voice: "My disciple, Li Lieyue, has ascended to the position of Saintess."

"Fellow daoists, please also bear witness."

In the mist, several sighs with complicated emotions came out.

Immediately, an old voice sounded: "Samsara Tower, today I witnessed the true biography of Chongmingzong, Li Lieyue, climbed the Blood Ladder of Ten Thousand Races, and at the 9999th floor, took the initiative to face all the talents of the same generation alone, and won a big victory. Saintess, she deserves her name!"

Before the words fell, a faint light flew out from the mist, and slowly fell on the blood-colored crown on Li Lieyue's head.

In an instant, the crown, which was originally purely integrated, shone with brilliance, and quickly condensed a gemstone, which was inlaid on the side of the crown.

Soon, another clear voice came out from the mist: "Tianshengjiao, today I witnessed the true biography of Chongmingzong, Li Lieyue, overwhelmed all the heroes, and looked down on the peers. The position of the saint is justified!"

After speaking, there was also a faint light, but it was not as fast as before, but fluttering, and after touching the blood-colored crown, it evolved into another gemstone and slowly emerged.

Immediately afterwards, there was a woman's gentle voice: "Wushi Villa, today I witnessed the true biography of Chongmingzong Li Lieyue, climbed the blood ladder, defeated the arrogance of heaven, and practiced the blood seat, I will be a saint!"

The third point, Youguang dances leisurely, Keng!

After a soft sound that seemed to exist, Li Lieyue's blood-colored crown was already inlaid with three thumb-sized gemstones, which were radiant and radiant.

At the same time, she felt that her recovery speed suddenly accelerated!

It didn't take long for Li Lieyue to return to its full glory, but the mana in her body flowed continuously, like a long river rushing down. When the mighty power surged, her aura continued to rise... In just a short moment, she stepped into Yuan Dynasty. Mid-baby!

When all eyes were on, the supervisor continued to preside over the grand ceremony with a smile: "The saint of this generation is already on her throne, everyone, congratulations to my holy sect, there will be successors, and the blessings will last forever!"

Above the sea of ​​clouds, the voices were like mountains and seas, and they said in unison: "He Shengzong, there are successors, and the blessings will last forever!"

Amidst the great joy, the Youshen Guangdian that had appeared when the leader of the Great Competition of the Outer Sect was confirmed, reappeared in the midair.

Countless Fate Soul Lamps floated in different places, like the Fate Flame of the sun volleying in the sky, illuminating the monks with lower cultivation levels, they lowered their heads and dodged one after another.

One by one, there are figures sitting cross-legged on a futon, leaning on a cloud bed, relying on a small table, or squatting in a tent.

"Saint Li Lieyue, enter the Hall of Inheritance and pay homage to the Patriarchs!" Following the reminder of the supervisor, Li Lieyue slowly got up, stepped out, and disappeared from the blood seat of the Saintess, appearing in the place where countless lives are floating. In the hall of the soul lamp.

This vast hall, which all disciples of the sect would see, immediately disappeared slowly.

The Holy Maiden Ceremony came to an end slowly.

the next day.

It was getting brighter.

A maid in palace costume hurried through the corridor of human bones with a frosty face on her face.

She quickly came to the door of a quiet room, and before she could say anything, the door of the quiet room opened silently.

The bead curtains in the inner room were full of beads, and Zhou Miaoli, who was sitting on the cloud bed, slowly opened her eyes and asked softly, "What's the matter?"

"Master." The maid regained her composure and said with some difficulty, "Just now the Zhou family passed the news that the master opened the ancestral hall and removed your name from the genealogy."

"And expressly order any of your children to stop having any contact with you from today on."

"Several Zhou's disciples who were here originally packed their bags and left."

"In addition, among the thirteen veins, many disciples who had already surrendered to you have also changed..."

There are other things, but the maid's throat is already choked up when she talks about it, and she can't speak any more.

Zhou Miaoli listened, but her expression was flat: "I have been fighting against Li Lieyue for many years, and it should be like this. The Zhou family's approach is my approval. After all, I am not of the Zhou family's blood, and I have been educated by them. We don’t get along badly, there’s no need for them to be buried with me.”

"Master..." The maid was a little annoyed, yes, the master is not from the Zhou family blood!

But over the years, how much benefit has the Zhou family benefited from the master Si Hong's bloodline, outstanding talent, and being listed in the true biography?

It turned out that the Zhou family was just one of Sihong's many vassals!

In terms of talent, power, and strength, they are all mediocre.

Today is possible only because of the master, even if the master is kind-hearted and proposes to sever ties with the Zhou family, the Zhou family has the face to agree? !

And all the disciples of the Thirteen Meridians are also wolf-hearted!

The master is not the arrogant daughter of a family like Li Lieyue with eyes above the top! Subordinates, who has never benefited from the master? Even raising a dog, throwing some leftovers every day, also knows how to wag its tail. And these people are so ruthless...

She really couldn't swallow this breath, and couldn't help but said, "Master, let the maidservant go and kill all the traitors?"

Zhou Miaoli glanced at her and said calmly, "Be safe and don't be impatient."

"..." The maid took a deep breath and calmed down as she said, but after trying hard for a while, she still couldn't calm down, "Master, right now..."

"Wait." Zhou Miaoli interrupted her and ordered lightly.

Seeing this, the maid, despite her expression, was still very indignant, but she didn't dare to say anything.

Stopping the maid's impulse, Zhou Miaoli immediately closed her eyes and continued to temper her mana.

Over the years, she has already seen through.

In Shengzong, or in other words, in this world, status, status and power are all vain, and blood and friendship are not enough to rely on. Only strength is the foundation!

Zhou Miaoli had always been afraid of Li Lieyue in the past, not only because of Li Lieyue's background, Li Lieyue's talent, and Li Lieyue's cultivation and strength, which was the best among her peers since she was a child...More It was because she was too afraid of being given up by Si Hongshi!

After all, although she is of Sihong's blood, she has never been able to recognize her ancestors and was not accepted by the mainstream Sihong clan.

For this reason, Zhou Miaoli has always had a vague inferiority complex and unwillingness to her own background.

Competing with Li Lieyue is not only Si Hong's request, but also her own wish.

Because, Li Lieyue is exactly what she envies, the prostitute daughter of the three great aristocratic families, born noble, with impeccable bloodline, name, and status!

Unlike her, the position is awkward.

The situation is delicate.

However, after witnessing the upright saint who has been the enemy for many years, Zhou Miaoli's previous anxieties and worries disappeared.

In the unprecedented predicament, she calmed down like never before.

Even in the contest for the saint, she had already lost to Li Lieyue.

But there is still a breath, Zhou Miaoli will not give up on herself.

A monk has a long lifespan, one step ahead does not mean every step ahead!

She may not have no chance!

Thinking in this way, Zhou Miaoli's momentum was not depressed, but more calm and heavy.

Even, there was a slight change in his state of mind, but unconsciously, it improved a little.

Near noon, there was a sound of footsteps in the extremely deserted Bone Pavilion.

A middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes, brocade robe and jade belt walked slowly through the corridor and appeared in front of Zhou Miaoli.

Si Hongshi is here.

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