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Huai'an was a little numb. He was a capable man, so he could naturally see the serious consequences of slaughtering the lower-level monks.

It is safe for the disciples not to leave the mountain gate, but it is not conducive to their growth. Without experiencing wind and rain, and seeing life and death, even a genius will probably become mediocre.

When the disciples leave the mountain gate, it is like drawing a life-or-death lottery. They don't know whether this step will bring life or death. Death is not scary, but the fear of death is scary. Even if they can survive and grow up, they are mostly grateful, and their swordsmanship is no longer there.

Three to five years, ten to fifty years, these are all bearable for the Sword Sect, but what about a little longer?

Without the replenishment of fresh blood, it is only a matter of time before the Sword Sect falls into decline. The Venerables can live for a long time, but they are not immortal.

He didn't even dare to imagine that one day in a certain year, a few of them, the elderly venerables, would sit alone in the sword pavilion, looking at the somewhat dilapidated Sword Sect, feeling sad.

And all this is because they are not doing anything now.

Huai'an decided to go to the land of disorder again!

However, this time he was going alone, and it was the last attempt for the Sword Sect. If there was no progress, then it would be a fight to the death.

Rather than boiling a frog in warm water, it is better to be straightforward.

He had never imagined that one day, the high and mighty Sword Sect would actually be in such a state today, being harassed so badly, and having difficulty in moving despite its seemingly huge size.

Before Huai'an left, he warned, "If I never come back, the Sword Sect can use this as an excuse to force the righteous forces to encircle Jinghu!"

"This is a favor from the Sword Sect to me."

......

On the way to Jinghu Lake, Huai'an deliberately did not walk fast, but instead lingered for a few more days along the way.

The sect's young disciples have already found an excuse to withdraw. A day earlier or later will not affect the Sword Sect.

But it is very important to him, and I don’t know where this mentality comes from, but this time he really came here to die.

Huai'an was a little tired of the quarrels within the sect, and a little tired of the intrigues among his fellow disciples.

Originally, everyone was doing it under the table. You take a step forward, I take a step back. In fact, there were rules that we all followed, so it wasn't so embarrassing.

But during this period of time, I don’t know if it’s because of the deaths and injuries of the disciples, or for other reasons, the hostility is very high. From the Venerable to the God Transformation, and from the God Transformation to the Nascent Soul, many disciples have had a lot of obvious friction with each other.

Normally they look so straightforward and simple, but it is only because it has not come to the point where their own interests are affected. But now, small profits that they once just laughed off have become something that people are scrambling for, and when it comes to big profits, everyone is fighting for it. All of this was started by these venerables.

If the upper part is not straight, the lower part will be crooked. A sword cultivator is also a cultivator.

Along the way, he personally experienced the changes in the world of cultivation.

The closer you get to the land of disorder, the more you can feel that the Sword Sect was once so unattainable and the role model of righteous cultivators. It led the righteous cultivators to drive away the evil cultivators, expand the boundless sea, and resist monsters. But now everything has changed.

When they first came out of the Sword Domain, most of the cultivators would understand each other’s thoughts with just a glance or a gesture when they talked about the Sword Sect.

Halfway through the journey, a few Taoist friends had already started discussing the current situation of Lingxiao Sword Sect in public, and some even hinted that Lingxiao Sword Sect was unkind and unjust.

As they were approaching the Land of Chaos, they had completely lost all respect for the Sword Sect. In the eyes of many cultivators, the Xunfeng Immortal Sect was the pioneer that paved the way for them, the independent cultivators, while the Sword Sect was the arrogant, overbearing and selfish villains.

Huai'an also finally realized how terrifyingly powerful the Photo Stone, which had lasted for more than ten years and which they all thought would not cause much harm to the Sword Sect, was.

He was thinking that if one day the Sword Sect was really defeated, the independent cultivators whom he usually didn't even bother to look at would probably come and throw a few stones at them.

The closer he got to the land of disorder, the faster he walked.

Until I stood in front of the huge stone with the words "Jinghu" engraved on it.

"Maybe this is all because of you."

......

When Huai'an faced Cheng Ping'an again, he felt much calmer.

He just picked up a cup of spiritual tea and drank it without any sign of caution, and his words "fellow Taoist" came from the bottom of his heart.

"Jinghu's methods really opened my eyes. The Sword Sect has encountered a predicament that it has never encountered in ten thousand years."

Venerable Huaian seemed a little different today than usual.

Cheng Ping'an thought about the purpose of Huai'an's trip, but he never thought it would unfold like this.

"Not my means."

"I came here with sincerity. I am willing to be open and honest, and I hope Jinghu will be the same."

"Fellow Daoist, this is really not my method, but the wisdom of the great saints of the past. I can't wait for the possibility of it. Let's not talk about this anymore. Since we are being frank, just tell me your purpose directly."

"Stop it. The boundary between the Sword Sect and Mirror Lake is the middle. We should not interfere with each other. The cultivators of our Sword Sect will not enter the jurisdiction of Mirror Lake, and the cultivators of the Land of No Order should not come to disturb our Sword Sect."

Huai'an spoke sincerely, and after finishing his words, he drank the second cup of spiritual tea in one gulp.

As if he had made some kind of decision, his eyes were firm and resolute, "If the Land of Chaos doesn't stop, then we will fight to the death!"

"My Lingxiao Sword Sect has unleashed all its thousand-year-old power, and finally blossomed with its sword-cultivating demeanor. The man is dead, the sword is broken, the Sword Sect no longer exists, and Mirror Lake will also return to nothingness with us!"

Cheng Ping'an's hand that was pouring tea paused for a moment. Oh my god, this is not fun anymore. Are you going to overturn the table?

Are you pushing people too hard?

Theoretically he is not afraid of overturning the table, but the situation is different. He must maintain apparent stability. It is in his interest to maintain chaos without breaking.

If you want more, you need to use the same techniques as cooking delicacy.

"You are speaking too early, my friend. Even if the fish dies, the net may not break."

"To be honest, I'm glad you came here, but I don't like your attitude just now."

"What did I do to make you so disrespectful that you don't even want to call me a fellow Taoist?"

Huai'an was stunned. Why did it seem like I had done something wrong?

Isn't that a bit unreasonable?

On second thought, this is the world of cultivation, this is Mirror Lake, and the truth has always been spoken by those with bigger fists to those with smaller fists.

"Let's anticipate what the Sword Sect might encounter in the future, so that fellow Taoists can be mentally prepared, put aside their pride, and talk to me as an equal, instead of threatening me at every turn."

Huai'an felt a little depressed by what he said. They were the relatively weaker party now. If his master had not made a breakthrough, would he be able to sit here?

Threat, is that a threat?

Have you ever seen someone using his own life and the future of his sect to threaten others?

It's because your actions are too shameless that they have no choice but to do so.

But I couldn't refute anything. The other person was indeed speaking from the perspective of strength. Huai'an was very angry when he heard these words.