Gong Moyan talked about his current identity again, and Gong Yao and her brother were shocked again.
The surprise dispelled the melancholy of Master not coming, and Gong Yao was no longer troubled.
The threat from the Demonic Palace is gone, and Gong Moyan now has the resistance army at his disposal. He is the only one in power, so the Gong family naturally no longer has to worry about not being able to survive.
The old priest suggested moving back, but after careful consideration, Gong Yao rejected the old priest's proposal due to his status as the high priest.
"Granduncle, Master said that she also has a connection with the Twin Kings City in the Rift Demon Sea. Perhaps we can use this as a link to reach a cooperation with the Twin Kings City."
Speaking of business, Gong Yao's eyes lit up:
"Now that we have Master's secret technique, we no longer have to worry about the invasion of evil spirits or the rebellion of demons.
The resistance army is just beginning, and there is a lot of work to be done. Rebuilding will take time, so why don't we build our base here?"
Gong Moyan was immediately moved when he heard this, but he did not rush to agree:
"Your suggestion is good, but the resistance is not ours, so this matter still needs to be discussed."
"good."
After the two of them agreed, Gong Moyan immediately returned to the Demon Palace.
Xiang Zhu originally wanted to go back to Hunyuan Secret Realm after sending Gong Moyan to Gongjia Village, but after hearing that Gong Yao and his sister were Xiang Sheng's disciples, he stayed quietly and escorted Gong Moyan at a very fast speed.
By the end of a month, most of the new city had been built on the plain outside Gongjia Village.
Xiang Zhu took a last look at the words "Shengcheng" hanging on the city gate and left quietly.
However, just as it flew into the air, it was grabbed by a hand and thrown into a space crack.
"not good!"
Xiang Zhu's face changed slightly. Just as he was about to transform into his original form, he found himself in a spiritual shuttle hidden in the void.
Xiang Sheng was standing not far away, with his hands behind his back, looking at something through the void.
Xiang Zhu heaved a sigh of relief, patted his chest, and moved closer to his master: "Master, you really scared me to death."
After it finished speaking, it followed Xiang Sheng's line of sight and saw the direction of Gongjia Village. It couldn't help but say in surprise:
"Master, have you been watching here all this time?
The two young masters also miss their master very much, why don't you show up and meet him?"
Xiang Sheng did not answer, but just turned his head and glanced at Xiang Zhu lightly.
Xiang Zhu immediately shrank his neck and whispered, "Xiang Zhu, you're talking too much."
Xiang Sheng withdrew his gaze, waved his sleeve, and executed a hand seal. The Hidden Spirit Shuttle trembled slightly and instantly flew away.
At the same time, the atmosphere in front of the entrance to Xizhou in the Hunyuan Secret Realm was extremely tense.
The experience in the secret realm is nearing its end, and all the disciples of the three sects have left the secret realm and come out to reunite with their fellow disciples.
Those that haven't come out yet are probably stuck in there forever.
Tong Qiu Shuang walked among her senior brothers and sisters early in the morning, looking for Xiang Sheng again and again, but she couldn't see him and couldn't help biting her lip.
Junior Sister Shen had Senior Sister Bi Zhao’s teleportation talisman, so how could she die in there?
She was just daydreaming when a loud shout suddenly came from the Wuji Xianzong camp.
"We respectfully invite Senior Feng from the Myriad Veins Sword Sect and Senior Yin from the Piaoxue Palace to be witnesses!"
At the Wuji Xianzong camp, Tang Yuankui's face turned pale as he spoke shockingly, wishing everyone could hear him:
"Disciple Tang Yuankui, today I will report Zhang Wendao, the master of the Shengxian Peak of the Wuji Immortal Sect, for secretly colluding with the Pantheon to assassinate the three sects' geniuses!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the disciples of the Myriad Veins Sword Sect and the Piaoxue Palace all looked towards Zhang Wendao, and the scene instantly fell into dead silence.
Zhang Wendao's face turned grim. He glanced at Feng Yingxiu and Yin Ruan beside Tang Yuankui and shouted coldly:
"Junior Sister Feng, Junior Sister Yin, this person is clearly talking nonsense! You female cultivators are too easily influenced, so please don't easily believe in slander."
Feng Yingxiu laughed when she heard this: "Senior Brother Zhang, if what this person said is false, why are you so anxious to silence him?
If the two of us hadn't showed up in time, Junior Brother Tang would have died on the spot, right?"
"What nonsense!"
Zhang Wendao secretly dispersed the true energy in his palm, with an angry look on his face:
"When did I want to silence him? I just wanted to capture him and interrogate him to find out who is slandering me behind the scenes!"
"Zhang Wendao, our cultivation is low, and we have fallen into your hands. Our lives are at your mercy. How can we continue to tell the truth?"
Tang Yuankui sneered, "You assigned your most senior disciple, Chai Dingkun, to force us to cooperate with the Pantheon to assassinate the Sword Sect and Piaoxue Hall disciples in the Hunyuan Secret Realm. I'm not the only witness!"
Zhang Wendao's expression changed slightly when he heard this. He immediately turned around to look at the many inner disciples of Shengxian Peak and secretly warned them:
"Tang Yuankui will definitely die. If you say anything nonsense, watch out for your heads!"
Feng Yingxiu saw Zhang Wendao whispering in secret and immediately smiled gently:
"Don't be afraid. If you are willing to tell the truth, my Wanmai Sword Sect will protect you. If you switch to my Sword Sect in the future, you will not be treated harshly."
Yin Ruan also expressed his opinion: "Although my Piaoxue Palace cannot accept male disciples, I can grant you a generous amount of training resources."
After the two hall masters spoke, the disciples of Shengxian Peak, who had originally decided not to say anything, immediately began to waver.
Tang Yuankui knew that if he stood up alone in this matter, it would be impossible.
Seeing that everyone's expressions were relaxed, he immediately struck while the iron was hot and secretly sent a message:
“It’s no use if you don’t say it!
I met an extremely powerful senior cultivator in the Hunyuan Secret Realm, and it was under her guidance that I came to my senses.
Once she comes out to testify against Zhang Wendao, all of you will die along with Zhang Wendao!"
As soon as these words were spoken, a small number of the inner disciples of Shengxian Peak immediately remembered the bloody scene of the massacre in the forest, and the blood color drained away from their faces.
"Me! I want to report it too!"
Someone stood up with a look of panic: "It was Chai Dingkun who ordered the disciples to follow the orders of the Pantheon. I have no choice!"
"And me!"
"Me too!"
“It’s all Chai Dingkun!”
"I have evidence here!"
"I have..."
After this small group of people stood up, a chain reaction immediately occurred. In the blink of an eye, most of the disciples stood up and took out tokens engraved with the words "Zhuang Chen" to confirm that what Tang Yuankui said was true.
Among the true disciples of the Wuji Xianzong, Chai Dingkun looked at the inner disciples standing beside Tang Yuankui one by one, and his already pale face became even paler.
"No, it's not me..."
His voice trembled as he looked at his master for help.
Zhang Wendao didn't even glance at him. He looked at the crowd of people around Tang Yuankui with a stern look and spoke slowly:
"Are you serious and determined to slander the teacher?"
"Brother Zhang, you are wrong."
Feng Yingxiu smiled and said, "This one person said it, so it can't be slander. Now, more than a hundred disciples are saying that you are colluding with the Pantheon. How can it be false?"
Zhang Wendao flicked his sleeves and snorted coldly, "If you want to accuse someone of a crime, you can always find a pretext.
Besides, it is not the place for you two juniors from the outer sect to interfere in the private affairs of my Wuji Xianzong."
As soon as these words came out, Yin Ruanxiu's expression turned cold. "How can this be called a private matter when it concerns the Pantheon?"
Feng Yingxiu's eyes flashed green, "My disciples can't die in vain. Zhang Wendao, today you must give me an explanation for the Myriad Veins Sword Sect!"
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