Mojiu Plain, Daoling Sect's main hall.

Tan Feng, Gong Ningshui, Bing Xuan, Tan Xin and others took their seats one after another, and the seat at the top that had always been empty was finally occupied by someone today.

Yu Ling glanced at the person on the lower right who was covered in black robes. She didn't expect that Qu Liang had been sitting here honestly until now. Instead, the deputy sect leader who ran away when the situation was bad was the former Bloodline Sect.

Sect leader Wan Xie, it is said that this guy got into the lap of some sect in Xunyang Prefecture, abducted several of his confidants and fled overnight, making Tan Feng so angry that he couldn't sleep well for days and nights.

While he was observing the people in the hall calmly, everyone was also secretly glancing at the long-lost sect leader and the strange people behind Yu Ling.

Why is it strange? It's because a pretty little girl and three old men are together. It seems discordant. However, those who are with the sect leader must be experts, and no one dares to make mistakes.

Gong Ningshui's eyes always fell on Yu Ling, because she always felt that something was different about the sect leader. It wasn't until she thought about it for a long time that she was shocked to find that this strange feeling came from Yu Ling's height.

.

That's right, it's the height. The sect leader is actually... taller?!

What the hell is this?

Gong Ningshui almost thought she was dazzled, but she clearly remembered that the last time she met Yu Ling at Lingyun Pavilion in Canglan City, Yu Ling was definitely a little shorter than her, but the group of people just now

When they entered the main hall, they passed by each other, but Yu Ling was a forehead higher than hers. What was going on?

Gong Ningshui knew that she should think of something serious at this critical moment of the sect's survival, but she had to admit with shame that her mind was now filled with this strange and unexpected discovery.

Suddenly, there was an inexplicable silence on the field. Gong Ningshui was slightly startled, and then she realized that everyone had focused their attention on her. Qin Feng also winked at her speechlessly, as if he could not understand such an important occasion.

Ning Shui is even distracted.

Huh? What were they talking about just now?

Gong Ningshui's heart skipped a beat, and her calm state of mind suddenly became chaotic. She couldn't help but look up at Yu Ling in embarrassment.

Yu Ling did not blame her, but calmly repeated: "Pavilion Master, please first tell us about the difficulties encountered by Lingyun Pavilion and the current remaining funds."

"Well..." Gong Ningshui calmed down, suppressed all the messy thoughts, and said in a deep voice: "I have to say that the situation is not ideal. Lingyun Pavilion has been opened in more than 40 states in Huayu.

The government is divided, but as of now, except for the thirteen southern states that can barely maintain operations, other states

The branches of the branch have been suppressed very badly, especially Lingyun Pavilion in Canglan City, which has had to close its doors and withdraw its capital. Even the land was forcibly taken away some time ago. If the sect can't cheer up,

Lingyun Pavilion can only completely shrink its radiation range and withdraw to the Thirteen Prefectures of Nanming."

"As for the remaining funds... fixed assets such as land, unsold spiritual objects, etc., the total value is about one piece of high-grade sacred jade and more than sixty pieces of medium-grade sacred jade. There were originally more, but Nanming Thirteen

Lingyun branches outside the state were all robbed by local snakes in various ways and in disguise.

Most of the property, my turnover speed cannot keep up with their dirty tricks... The working capital totals eighty-five yuan of middle-grade sacred jade. Originally, I would usually keep a guaranteed piece of high-grade sacred jade, and use the rest for the sect.

development and construction, but I have tried my best to preserve these now..."

Listening to Gong Ningshui's tired voice, Tan Feng and others felt sad. No one criticized her anymore, because it was extremely difficult for her to maintain such a large amount of funds in such a precarious situation.

It would be difficult for anyone to do better.

Yu Ling couldn't help but be secretly surprised. She didn't expect that more than a year later, the development of Lingyun Pavilion would reach this stage. Gong Ningshui's personal efforts were probably indispensable, because the opening ceremony directly shaped her into a star.

The advantage is that business operations will be much smoother, but the disadvantage is that people are afraid of being famous, and there are always flies who think they are big shots who like to target her.

"Thank you for your hard work." Yu Ling didn't know how to comfort her for a while, so she could only sigh softly in the end.

Gong Ningshui's heart suddenly felt sour, and the heartstrings that had been numb and indifferent were suddenly filled with grievances, just like a child who was bullied outside and was silently licking his wounds, but was discovered by his relatives. And she was so...

I am certain that since the sect leader is back, he will definitely seek justice for her.

Qin Feng was also making a report. After he roughly introduced the enemy forces such as Xunyang Prefecture, Mianyin Prefecture, and Guanggu Prefecture, the statistics were somewhat shocking, at least for the small sects in the southern part of the Chinese Domain.

Say so.

"That is to say, we now have to face an upcoming mid-level master of transformation, twelve masters of Xuanzun, hundreds of Tongxuan cultivators, and thousands of Qi-cultivators..." Tan Feng said in a solemn voice.

As for the Daoling Sect, not to mention the problem of panic among the people and their lack of fighting capacity, apart from the disciples and elders who surrendered and rebelled or fled secretly, there are only more than a thousand Qi cultivators left in total, and more than thirty general practitioners.

Xuan cultivator and the only Xuanzun cultivator.

Before this, Yu Ling never expected that the current number one master in the sect would be Lan Xinyu. After knowing that she died in the trial, Yu Ling still had some regrets and regrets, but she didn't expect that she would turn around

A year or two later, she actually reappeared alive and transformed into a Xuanzun-level cultivator.

At the age of seventeen, she would definitely be a first-rate genius in the academy.

"If the Southern Alliance can unite, even if we are no match for the top experts, the grassroots cultivators will definitely not be a problem, and we can still support the war. But now the Southern Alliance is only an empty shell in name.

In the end, we can only rely on ourselves. Good news

The news is that there shouldn't be any big fights in the past two months, but the bad news is that in two months, Zhong Nanhe, the master of the mid-level Transformation Master, will arrive at the sect. The reason why they are relatively quiet in Xunyang Prefecture now is that

We are just waiting for this master to come out and deal with us." Tan Feng said with a bitter smile.

Yu Ling looked around, and all the faces were depressed and pessimistic. After all, it was too difficult for this group of Tongxuan cultivators to face the Master of Huazun.

"If we leave aside those masters of Transformation and Xuanzun, do you still have confidence?" Yu Ling said suddenly.

Qin Feng's spirit perked up slightly, then collapsed again and said with a bitter smile: "Sect Master, how can we do this..."

Gui Yun couldn't help but curled his lips and said: "Isn't he just a mid-level master of transformation? What should he care about? I really don't understand why you are so desperate."

A deputy sect leader suppressed his anger and said: "Little girl, things are not as simple as you think...Jian..."

He stopped abruptly mid-sentence, because Guiyun suddenly floated into the sky, and Huazun's peak-level aura directly overwhelmed the entire audience, oppressing everyone into silence.

"Buzz——"

Under the dull gaze of everyone, Gui Yun waved his hand, and a huge beam of light went straight into the sky, exploding in the boundless blue sky with a bang, leaving only a shocking hole in the dome of the hall.

"Gudong."

This was the sound of everyone collectively swallowing their saliva.

Guiyun said lazily: "I'm really ignorant. Have you seen these three old men? Any one of them is better than me. You, the sect leader, can take care of a mid- to late-stage transformation master.

know you

Why are you so guilty and inferior? We have so many people supporting you and it’s not enough. If it’s not enough, let your sect leader find a dozen more masters of the phantom god. If anyone dares to cause trouble after being tired of living for a day, we will kill them all!"
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