Chapter 560



"I called everyone here to make an announcement!"

Chen Huaian looked at the densely packed disciples in the sect square, and his emotions also surged - these were all the territories he had conquered.

"Before announcing this matter, I would like to ask a few elders some questions. After all, as elders, you represent the views of the majority of disciples."

The elders looked at each other.

Su Qinian stretched out his hand from the spinning washing machine.

"Ancestor! Hit me! Hit me!"

Chen Huaian: “…”

"Well, Elder Su, you answer it."

Su Qinian snapped his fingers, and Xu An and Duan Feng immediately lifted Su Qinian and the washing machine to the front.

The corners of Chen Huaian's mouth twitched, and his already clenched fists tightened even more.

"What does Elder Su think of demonic cultivators?"

"The so-called devil cultivators are cultivators who practice devilish skills." Su Qinian looked mysterious.

Chen Huaian: “…”

"I didn't ask you to explain what a demon cultivator is. I was asking you what you think of a demon cultivator!"

"Oh, what do you think?" Su Qinian's face darkened: "Damn it, all the demon cultivators deserve to die, none of them are innocent!"

As soon as these words came out.

A figure in the crowd trembled his shoulders.

Yue Xiaochi held Mo Shumei's hand and gave her a comforting look.

"But..." Su Qinian changed the subject: "After meeting Mo Shumei, I have a new view on demon cultivators. Demon cultivators are just different in their choice of skills. Although it is easy for demon cultivators to be extremely treacherous and evil, we cannot kill them all with one blow."

Among the crowd of disciples, Mo Shumei's eyes lit up.

Then Su Qinian continued, "So, Old Ancestor, if you want to ask me about my opinion on demonic cultivation, I will just say that it depends on the person.

I don't like to associate with demon cultivators, because I am not sure of their character. But if I knew that this demon cultivator was not a wicked person, I would not exclude him or be hostile to him! "

Chen Huaian looked at Su Qinian with increasing satisfaction.

good.

Su Qinian is a sensible person.

However, he remained calm and went to ask other elders.

"Elder Zhang Mengchu, Elder Li Zi, what about you?"

“This…” Zhang Mengchu hesitated for a moment, then said, “The Zhenwu Holy Land was destroyed by the Yaochi Holy Land and the Fenjing Holy Land. The two holy lands are recognized by the Cangyun Realm as holy lands of the righteous sects.

However, they are doing evil things under the guise of righteousness. It can be seen that the difference between good and evil lies in people, not in the cultivation methods.

My opinion is similar to that of Elder Su."

"I don't like magic cultivators." Li Zi said bluntly: "I understand the two elders' reasoning, but I won't look for gold in the midst of chaos. Unless the gold proves that it is real gold, I won't change my mind about most magic cultivators."

"Understood."

After asking the two most powerful elders.

Chen Huaian looked at all his disciples.

"We have a demon cultivator in our Yueying Sect, and all of you disciples must have come into contact with her. I don't need to judge whether she is a problematic person, you can tell for yourself."

Upon hearing this, the brothers looked at Mo Shumei in the crowd.

Mo Shumei was so scared that she quickly lowered her head.

Fortunately, the looks from people around me were not malicious and were all friendly.

These warm gazes also made her tense body relax.

But she still couldn't understand what the meaning of Chen Jianzun saying this at this time was.

First of all, she ruled out the possibility that Chen Jianzun had feelings for her. Although she was touched by Chen Jianzun's actions, she knew it. Li Qingran came to learn to play the flute from her, which showed that she was already in love with Chen Jianzun. The two of them were probably inseparable now, playing the piano and music, and writing poetry every day. It was a happy time.

"It seems that all the disciples have accepted this demon cultivator. I believe that the only difference between demon cultivators and righteous ones is the cultivation method. It is true that demon cultivation has a low threshold and low requirements for personality, which can easily breed demons and evil thoughts, leading to the emergence of bad people among demon cultivators.

But from another perspective, as long as you do a good job of controlling the threshold for cultivation, controlling your personality and character, magic skills are not necessarily magic skills. It is a kind of good skill that is suitable for all ages and does not pick talents. Do you think what I said is right?"

"The ancestor is right!"

"Indeed, we have seen what Mo Shumei is like every day. How can she be as evil as people say?"

"I don't know what is a demonic cultivator or not, anyway, my junior brother was killed by the so-called righteous cultivators from Yao Chi Holy Land and Fen Jing Holy Land!"

Chen Huaian listened to the discussions of his brothers and took note of their reactions.

"Okay, silence!" He laughed, revealing his true intentions: "Since you have already understood the relationship between magic cultivation and magic skills, then I want to ask, if I let you practice magic skills, would you be willing?"

As soon as these words came out, all the disciples looked at each other and fell silent again.

"this……"

"We have already practiced normal skills, so there is no need to practice magic skills, right?"

"Yeah, I think I heard that magic can change one's appearance. I think I'm fine the way I am now... I don't want to become ugly."

It seems that it is easy for these disciples to accept cultivators who practice magic skills, but they still have concerns when asking them to practice magic skills themselves.

In that case...

"Lao Zhang, it's time for you to come on stage!"

Chen Huaian clapped his hands.

Boom——!

A black shadow descended from the sky and smashed into the sect square like a meteorite!

Before the brothers could react to what was happening, the ground shook violently, and countless pieces of debris flew up.

Amid the smoke and dust, a huge figure slowly stood up.

It was a burly figure nearly two meters tall, with muscles all over his body as knotty as cast iron, and his broad shoulders seemed to be carrying a mountain.

He was shirtless, his bronze skin covered with bulging veins.

His long pale hair was scattered on his shoulders, which was particularly eye-catching under the lingering demonic energy. The most frightening thing was that he was surrounded by a strong demonic energy, which was so eerie and powerful that it almost made the disciples unable to breathe.

"Who...who is this person?!"

"Wow, what a terrifying demonic energy! It's even more terrifying than those big demons during the suppression of demon cultivators!"

Rub, rub, rub——!

Some of my brothers have already drawn their swords in response.

Only the disciples of the Zhenwu Holy Land looked at the figure with strange expressions.

They sensed a familiar aura from that figure, but the change was so great that they did not dare to recognize it.

In the Zongmen Square.

The old man just stood there quietly, with his back to the crowd. One could feel the majesty of time just from his silver hair and sturdy body.

He stretched his muscles suddenly.

The joints made a "clicking" sound, like thunder.

Then he punched the Xuanwu Alchemist who seemed to be prepared.

boom!

The huge rock, which was hard enough to be used as a magic weapon, was instantly crushed into powder, and a deep pit was blasted out on the ground.

The destructive force made all the disciples gasp.

The most important thing is that this punch does not involve any flow of real energy, it relies entirely on physical strength!

Just when the anxiety and uneasiness among the brothers reached its peak.

The old man finally turned around slowly.

That weather-beaten old face and those deep, bright eyes are too familiar to Brother Zhenwu.

Although this person's body shape has undergone tremendous changes.

But the disciples and elders of the original Zhenwu Holy Land recognized him instantly.

"Old? Ancestor?!"

Zhang Mengchu's nose felt sore and tears burst out in an instant.

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