Reincarnation of the Female Emperor: My Brother Has the Appearance of a Great Emperor

There are also people who are worried about revenge from the upper realms.

But after more than a year, if it could come, it would have come early.

Since it hasn't come, then Bai Yuezong doesn't have to be a soldier, delaying its own development.

"You are all the best disciples of my Bai Yuezong. During this experience, you must be careful and deal with everything calmly. Sword practitioners should uphold their original heart and be fearless at all times!"

"The purpose of this experience, one word: contention!"

"But I, Bai Yuezong, even if it's fighting, I have to fight openly and openly!"

"Remember, Baiyuezong disciple, treat it as a great world dispute, don't go with the evil spirits, do you understand?"

"Follow the instructions of the head!"*n

"Go ahead."

Under the arrangement of the elders, one disciple set off from Bai Yuezong.

Looking at the empty square in a blink of an eye, a look of worry flashed in Lin Tianchen's eyes.

"Oh~"

"The head doesn't need to sigh. The young eagle always spreads his wings. Now my Baiyuezong's aura is blessed, and my disciple's strength is advancing by leaps and bounds.

"Yes, this generation is much better than we were before."

The elders all sighed. There was an atmosphere 720 that the back wave of the Yangtze River pushed the front wave and the front wave died on the beach.

Su Yun looked speechless.

"Uncles, don't be discouraged. In the great world, I believe you will be able to rejuvenate your second spring soon."

"Well, Nephew Su Yun said...Ah!"

"What is the second spring? Your uncle and I are now in the same year!"

Everyone's face turned dark, and to speak of it, they are not very old as monks.

Although it can't compare to these handsome young people, but it's not the second spring?

And now the sect's cultivation environment has improved, and these older generations have soared their cultivation bases one by one.

To put it bluntly, who can be the leader and the first, which talent would be worse?

If it hadn't been for the poor cultivation environment of Baiyuezong before, they would also be a generation of arrogances.

"That's right." Lin Tianchen remembered something, and said: "Recently, the land of bad soil has been invaded frequently, and the magic power of the entire Western Desolate Region has become more and more rampant, and there is a vague trend of confronting my righteous path."

"I'm pretty good in Zhongzhou. The Demon Lord in the Badlands was beheaded by Master Su Yun. Now the cracks in the abyss are relatively small, but there are also many Demon Sect disciples who are making waves."

"As for the situation in other states, the situation is not optimistic. The Wuji Ertu, the No. 1 Bada Ertu, occupies half of the Qingzhou area. The magic is brilliant!"

Everyone was silent.

The eight great bad soils in the abyss, Zhongzhou is the weakest.

Rumor has it that the first four and the last four of the Demon Lord of the Badlands are a watershed.

The last four are all of the Saint King Realm strength, and after the fourth, the Saint King Realm starts.

As for the No. 1 Promise Demon Lord, no one knows how strong he is.

"This time the Holy Optics Mansion contacted me, it has already united with other sects, and has begun to attack the Badlands of Zhongzhou, destroying the magic door, and returning the world to peace."

"This is another reason why I consider lifting the mountain."

"Finally plan to take a shot at the Badlands."

"Senior Nephew Su Yun, what is your opinion?"

Everyone looked at Su Yun who was about to slip away.

"I? I can't talk about it." Su Yun waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's just that in my opinion, the so-called magic way is the same as other ways. There is also a lot of concentration in cultivation."

"Uh."

"What does Master Nephew Su Yun say?"

If a junior uttered such a rebellious remark, they would have slapped and slapped in fright.

After all, it is a deeply rooted concept that evil spirits and evildoers harm the world.

But Su Yun's words like this are the words of a saint, and he must have his own opinions.

Su Yun pondered for a moment, and whispered: "There are three thousand great avenues, no distinction between superior and inferior, no distinction between good and evil, it is nothing more than how cultivators use it. Let me ask you all, is kendo a brilliant avenue?"

Lin Tianchen nodded: "Of course it is."

"Thousands of thousands of swords were repaired that day, but were there wicked people?"

"Naturally... also."

"Can an alchemist do evil?"

"Have."

"Could there be an array mage who murdered and set fire?"

"Have."

"If this is the case, it is of the same kind." Su Yun shook his head and walked out, "The bad thing is not Dao, it's human heart."

Lin Tianchen and the others looked at each other, and they seemed to have some enlightenment in their hearts.

"Nephew Master!" Seeing Su Yun slowly walking away, Lin Tianchen hurriedly shouted: "Nephew Master will participate in this battle?"

"No, I went back to the mountain to accompany my junior sister."

Everyone: "..."

Chen Daoran said: "Senior Nephew Su Yun is indifferent in nature. I am afraid that he would not like to mix things up with this kind of thing. Headmaster, I think it's better to ask the ancestors to come forward and preside over it."

"Also."

...

Qingxuanfeng, in the yard.