"Master, Ye Chenge...is at the Nascent Soul stage, and her fire spirit root attack technique is extremely powerful. None of our disciples can defeat her with certainty. It would be better not to waste high-level disciples and send low-level disciples to fight, thus retreating to advance."
Qiu Tianchuan nodded, he also planned to do so.
Guiyun Sect has grown a lot in strength over the years, and it began to gather strength during the sect competition five years ago.
"Master, I will withdraw first." Xu Zisheng bowed and left.
Qiu Tianchuan watched Xu Zisheng leave the hall, then walked to the wall with his hands behind his back, pressed the mechanism, and walked into the secret room.
As soon as Xu Zisheng came out of the hall, he was greeted by disciples.
"Brother, what did Master say? Can we go down the mountain to catch monsters?"
Xu Zisheng shook his head.
"No? But..."
"Master has his own arrangements, and we just have to follow his orders." Xu Zisheng said softly.
"Brother, the people down the mountain are still waiting at the sect... How are we going to explain this to them?"
"You go back first, I'll go check at the door." Xu Zisheng sighed lightly and walked towards the sect gate.
This was not the first time that these people came to the sect for help, but the master had never sent anyone down the mountain.
The whereabouts of the monsters that escaped from the Demon Locking Tower seven years ago are unknown. He wanted to stay in Fuzhou to investigate, but was soon called back to the sect by his master.
He later asked his master, but was brushed off with a few words.
In the past, Emperor Huizong of Yuan took the safety of the world as his own responsibility, but now for some reason the master suddenly changed.
Now all he cares about is fame, fortune, gains and losses.
Before he even walked out the door, Xu Zisheng heard a commotion at the door.
Yuan Huizong's disciples stood guard at the door and stopped several strong men who wanted to rush in.
"Stop it." Xu Zisheng stopped them.
"Immortal, please save us!"
"Immortal! My son was captured by a monster. His whereabouts are still unknown. Please save us, Immortal!"
Xu Zisheng frowned slightly, and spoke with a hint of reluctance. "Everyone, please be patient. The monsters will be subdued. However, no one in the sect is free right now. I will go down the mountain with everyone later. These monsters are of unknown origin and will not be easily captured."
The people complained bitterly, and some even cried out of anxiety.
"Junior brother, close the door." Xu Zisheng comforted the people helplessly, walked out of the high gate, and instructed the disciple guarding the gate.
As the heavy door closed, Xu Zisheng led everyone out.
Although the master said that he would not send monks down the mountain to catch monsters, he could not really ignore them.
He could only calm the people for the time being and then go to Guiyun Sect to see if Sect Master Ning had investigated the origin of the monster and to find out about his closed disciple.
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Qingshu Pavilion.
"You mean, we should just swallow our anger and not avenge the Pavilion Master?"
"How can this be justified? The Pavilion Master died in such an unclear manner, how can we rest in peace?"
"That's right! The Pavilion Master is also your elder sister. How can you be so heartless and ungrateful?"
The people who were talking were the heads of several Qingshu Pavilion. When Wu Xun was around, they helped her manage the sect and were quite dedicated.
After all, they had been working together for many years with the Pavilion Master, and they naturally couldn't swallow the fact that he was killed for no reason.
Wu Lin looked at the people shouting in the hall with a headache.
"Wu Xun's contribution to Qingshu Pavilion is no less than that of the prince. Can you really swallow this?"
Wu Lin scolded coldly. "So what do you want?"
"Should we fight our way to the Demon Realm? Or should all the disciples of the sect go out and seek revenge on the person who killed our eldest sister?"
Wu Lin frowned. He was naturally sad about Wu Xun's death, but he could not avenge this grudge.
Firstly, the eldest sister broke a taboo and attacked other disciples of the sect.
Secondly, the person who killed Wu Xun was the Lord of the Demon Realm.
Putting aside whether he had legitimate reasons to seek revenge, just looking at the identity and strength of the Demon Realm Lord, Qingshu Pavilion was not able to compete with him.
"He was able to break into the pavilion alone and kill my eldest sister effortlessly. Do you think you can really help my eldest sister get revenge?"
"I'm afraid that by then we won't be able to avenge ourselves, and all the monks' lives will be lost in vain!" Wu Lin said coldly.
"You are afraid of death, but we are not!" A hall master turned and left the hall.
When the others saw him leave, they were also inspired and were about to leave.
"Okay, go ahead. If you can't get revenge, don't come back." Wu Lin said.
Upon hearing this, several hall masters stopped in their tracks and listened to Wu Lin continue without waiting for anyone to turn around and speak.
"Do you really think no one knows what you're doing?"
"If I'm not mistaken, we met in Fuzhou..." Wu Lin looked at the people in the hall with cold eyes.
Among those who were hunting down Yan Ying in Fuzhou were these hall masters.
Among the Qingshu Pavilion, only these few hall masters have higher cultivation levels.
"You all know the current situation of Qingshu Pavilion. I can stay in Guiyun Sect. If I leave, Qingshu Pavilion will be returned to the imperial court."
"I think by then, none of you will be able to stay, right?"
"So, I'm helping you, and I hope you can listen to what I say."
Several hall masters looked at each other, considered the matter, and then returned to the hall.
Wu Lin looked at them with understanding. It seemed that they didn't really want to help his elder sister get revenge. They just didn't accept him as the leader of the pavilion and wanted to cause him some trouble.
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