Chapter 349 Departure
"What?!" As soon as these words came out, it was like a stone stirring up thousands of waves. All the cultivators who were unaware of the situation, whether they were from the Qingyun Sect, the family, or the independent cultivators, showed a deep look of astonishment on their faces.
Those cultivators who dared to fight with the demon cultivators and were powerful were fine. At most, they were just surprised by this matter. However, those cultivators who were used to hiding behind the scenes, good at conspiracy and trickery, letting others fight and then secretly plundering the benefits, their faces could not help but change one after another, and they looked extremely ugly.
When it comes to power and intrigue, shouting slogans, and fighting for interests, they are good at it. Not to mention deceiving their superiors and subordinates, they can even impersonate the credit. But if they really do things and fight, they will all kneel down!
Let them rush thousands of miles to attack Xuanyin Gate in the middle of the night. Isn't this asking for their lives? They are of noble status and should coordinate the overall situation in the rear. Selling their lives should be what those fools do!
No, they must not participate in the battle tonight!
This thought came to their minds at the same time.
"Ancestor, isn't it too hasty to start a war tonight? If we start a war rashly, something bad might happen if we are not careful!"
"Yes, Ancestor, we can mobilize the whole army to join the war tomorrow, why rush at this moment!"
"Ancestor, after the last war, I was seriously injured and have not recovered. It's okay to go to the battlefield, but I'm afraid it will drag the sect down!"
Suddenly, there were voices of opposition in the field, among which the leaders of various small forces and the elders in charge of the sect shouted very fiercely.
Standing in the air, looking at the noisy crowd below and the voices of opposition, True Lord Qingyang had no expression on his face, but he couldn't help but sneer in his heart.
Having lived for hundreds of years and in charge of the sect, how could he not see the inner thoughts of the people who were shouting below him, but this was exactly what he planned.
Although he had been in seclusion to break through, after the previous sect war, he naturally knew through open and secret investigation that most of the people gathered in the field now were those who hid in the back during the previous war and tried their best to be sneaky and sly, regardless of the overall situation and only cared about saving their lives.
These people did not work or make efforts during the war, but once the war was over, they began to actively jump out to fight for power and profit, grab credit, and even persecute the loyal people of the sect.
However, it was really ironic to say that those loyal, brave, and kind cultivators died in the confrontation with the demon cultivators and the defense of Qingyun Sect, and even their family members and disciples were not able to stay, while those timid, cowardly, and treacherous people who only cared about themselves were lucky enough to survive and even stole the fruits of victory.
Perhaps they thought that for the sake of post-war governance and the so-called overall situation, True Lord Qingyang would eventually compromise with them. After all, people are needed to manage the bottom.
But Lin Chen suggested to True Lord Qingyang that all these people, as well as their family members and disciples, should be thrown into the counterattack, let them die directly in the Xuanyin Sect, and then change the future management model of the sect to let those with outstanding abilities take over.
Although the post-war rule may fall into a period of emptiness, without external enemies, the Qingyun Sect, which has lost these termites, will surely develop better in the future. Even if it is inevitable to fight for power sooner or later, it is better than letting a group of termites steal the fruits of victory.
'Although Junior Brother Lin's suggestion is rather harsh, it is better for these people to die than to live! ' True Lord Qingyang looked down with cold eyes.
Facing the noisy crowd, he did not say much, but suddenly a huge, terrifying, mountain-like might permeated his body, pressing down from the sky, as if Mount Tai was pressing down, and covering the sky and the sun!
At this moment, the faces of all the cultivators in the field suddenly changed drastically.
Because at this moment, they only felt that a giant beast seemed to appear in the air, with eyes like full moons and sharp teeth like blades, looking down at them without saying a word, as if watching a small ant under him on the roadside.
In the sky, on the ground, in the souls of all living beings... this terrifying giant beast seemed to be projecting the infinite destructive power from the sky to the top of everyone's head, and endless despair and fear completely enveloped everyone present!
Such fear, such despair, as if the other party could kill them without a burial place with just a slight breath!
At this moment, everyone was shocked on the spot!
The cultivators at the Nascent Soul level are far superior to these low-level cultivators in terms of destructive power and life level. They can't resist the pressure of the former alone!
"I have said that all the cultivators in the venue will gather at midnight tonight and rush thousands of miles to attack Xuanyin Gate! Does anyone have any objections to this?!"
Qingyang Zhenjun had no expression on his face, but the deterrence and determination contained in his tone made the opponents in the venue tremble in their hearts, and they stuttered and could no longer say a word.
For a moment, the venue was silent.
Qingyang Zhenjun sneered at this, stretched out his hand, and a stream of spiritual light flew out from his sleeve bag.
And these flying spiritual lights turned into huge building ships in a blink of an eye, and appeared steadily on the open space beside.
These building ships are about dozens of feet long, nearly ten feet wide, and five or six feet high. The hull is made of green qinggang wood, and it is engraved with wonderful talismans.
There are also countless vines growing on it, forming various spiritual plants such as sound transmission flowers, hyacinths, and dandelions.
"Everyone, get on board!" The cold voice echoed in the world, and many people trembled in their hearts, cursing in their hearts, but they dared not show any expression on their faces, and could only line up and get on board one after another.
"What a damn cheap bone, if they could resist, I might have looked up to them, but they knelt so quickly!" Looking at this scene, Zhang Zhiming sneered beside Lin Chen.
As the future top figure of Qingyun Sect, a real senior figure, he really didn't like these guys who were sneaky and would only harm the interests of the sect.
"If they had that courage, why would they have come to this point today? They would have stood out long ago and become a generation of romantic figures, and they would have the hope of golden elixir." Lin Chen responded lightly.
"That's right." Zhang Zhiming nodded in agreement, but then looked at Lin Chen and said softly, "But then again, this time we traveled thousands of miles to attack Xuanyin, and there is still a lot of danger. I hope you guys will be more careful, Lin... Senior Brother!"
This attack is to steal the house, but it is impossible for all the people to go out, and someone must stay behind.
Zhen Tian Zhenren stayed because he could perform magic in the formation, and the elders led by Zhang Zhiming, Xu Mengyun and others who were seriously injured in the previous battle also stayed. With them, and relying on the formation of the sect, even if the Shura clone attacks, they can support until rescue.
"I will, remember to play the drama on the sect side well." Lin Chen nodded, then turned into a spiritual light and flew down to it, and Zhang Mengyao, Zhang Hao and others followed closely.
Soon, one after another, brilliant spiritual lights lit up from the flying boats, accompanied by a huge sound of breaking wind, and they rose into the sky one after another, and then used invisibility to disappear in the night.
Then, taking advantage of the dark night and high wind, they flew up to the clouds of the nine heavens and rushed straight to the gate of Xuanyin Gate!
"I hope everything goes well." Xu Mengyun looked at the flying Qingyun flying boat, a trace of worry flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she murmured.
"Of course." Zhang Zhiming answered without hesitation, "Victory belongs to us!"
Xu Mengyun did not reply, but looked at the Qingyun flying boat that rose into the sky and gradually disappeared into the night, and couldn't help but sighed softly, with an inexplicable gloom in her expression.
However, neither the monks who stayed behind nor Lin Chen and others who rushed thousands of miles noticed that as the flying boat left, a figure quietly followed it.