Xukongzi spread out the jade slip and placed it on the long desk in front of him. He stretched out his right finger in the shape of a sword to activate his soul power. There was a glimmer of light on the tip of his right index finger, which was a sign of soul power overflowing.

, the light gathered more and more, and finally became the shape of a shining pen tip.

Xukongzi frowned slightly, waved his arms, and wrote quickly. The long jade slip looked like the calm water was cut by a paddle, with ripples rippling in circles.

After a few minutes, Xukongzi withdrew his sword skills, the light on his fingertips disappeared, and said "Okay!"

There is nothing strange on the surface of the jade slip. Only those who have practiced spiritual power can see that there are pieces of light golden ripples flowing under the flat surface of the jade slip, and the pieces of light golden ripples are exactly the writings.

Seeing that such a reason as Meng Qingshui was regarded as a classic and engraved on the jade slips, everyone was quiet at first, and suddenly the crowd became angry.

Every sect leader seems to have a lot of bitterness and hatred. Everyone has endless things to tell. After all, these sect leaders are all very old people. Each of them has hundreds of years of stories in their stomach. You can pick them at will.

It's a bloody past, even when he was a child, a stone rolled down the hillside of Qingyun Sect and his head was smashed, which was recorded on the jade slip.

The more things the sect masters talked about, the more Xu Kongzi's soul power engravings had to be written. The soul power is limited, but the stories of the sect masters are infinite. Xu Kongzi almost fainted from writing.

In the end, Xue Qiren may have felt sorry for Xu Kongzi. If he continued like this, he would have to destroy Xu Kongzi. Before the war started, he would lose a general first, so he said: "Okay! Today's record is here first.

At this point, if you, the sect leaders, have any unanswered matters, you can ask the sect members to record them on the jade slips, and then report them to our office, and we will deal with them together at that time."

As soon as Xue Qiren said these words, Xu Kongzi was finally rescued. Xu Kongzi glanced at the sect leader gratefully, then sat on the chair behind him, shaking his stiff head from time to time.

After the sect leaders had explained their reasons for forcing the palace, Xue Qiren counted the personnel of each sect. From the current point of view, not all of the eight major sects responded.

There are five main sects, including the Wuji Sect, and there are four others, namely the Vajra Sect, the Lianhua Sect, the Ruyi Sect, and the Wuding Sect.

Each sect, including the sect leaders, also has elders. There are about twenty or thirty supreme elders. These people will appear at the Qingyun Sect's celebration meeting in a month. In addition to the people attending the meeting, after these sect leaders and elders return,

They will also bring their own disciples, sect foreign affairs officers and other personnel. By then, the number of people forcing the palace in Qingyun Sect will probably reach tens of thousands or more, but those disciples don't know why they want to launch such a war.

Xue Qiren said to these sect leaders and elders: "This time the Qingyun Sect forces the palace, success or failure depends on this. I hope that the personnel from each sect who arrive at the Qingyun Sect will be the top masters of the sect, and the situation that Yuan Jingang said will not happen.

In addition, considering that the Qingyun Sect has tens of thousands of disciples, in the past month, each sect has used various methods to bring its disciples closer to the Qingyun Sect.

The premise is not to let the Qingyun Sect discover that we are gathering strength. When the war begins, it may not be controllable by us, No. 100, so it is very necessary to deploy a large number of our personnel on the periphery."
Chapter completed!