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Two hundred and eighty-five chapters ask the situation

"Forget it, I'm old and hope that the Immortal Sect will not be in chaos. In fact, it's already in chaos. Just do whatever you love."

Elder Bai sighed and said.

He wanted Xu Yi to leave, but Xiao Ban was worried about Xu Yi, but most of them did not want the Immortal Sect to have trouble again.

He thought that he handed over the martial arts building and He Xianjun would stop.

But seeing how the lower nine ranks of the immortal sect like Turing dared to insult him like this, Immortal King He didn't ask him in his heart.

Today’s Donghua is no longer yesterday’s Donghua.

What he forced to save was already gone with the wind.

The world is changing, and the immortal sect is changing. He once thought that as a member of Donghua, he would do his best to contribute to himself without asking about the rest, which would be enough.

But if Donghua falls into the hands of evil ways.

Whose Donghua is this Donghua?

Suddenly, Elder Bai's thoughts came true.

"You are not afraid of life and death, what else do you fear for this old man? With your temper, since it has been disturbed and understood without making trouble, you will definitely not give up. Let's go, I will take you to Tianyu Palace to see. Whether it is life or death, or disaster or blessing, the old man will ignore you."

Elder Bai sipped the fine wine in the wine jar with a crisp bang, and smashed the wine jar to the ground.

"Don't worry, senior, juniors have their own sense."

While speaking, Xu Yi's face changed and turned into his original face. His divine thoughts activated and he dug a pit in the back mountain and buried Turing along with the boundary bead that opened the ban.

To avoid revealing the bottom in advance due to Turing, the process will be damaged.

While speaking, Xu Yi took care of his description, cut off his beard, gently tied his long hair behind his head, tied it up in a bun, changed his blue shirt to a Taoist robe, and the faint brilliance in his eyes was completely cured.

Although his face has not changed, his image and temperament have suddenly changed drastically.

From a vicissitudes of life and a wealthy man in the world, he turned into a serving boy.

"Please, elder!"

Xu Yi bowed slightly, and Elder Bai was so amused that he let him hold his arm.

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Xu Yi has never been to Tianyu Palace, but has heard of it. An important palace with very little openness and high honors in Donghua Immortal Gate.

When Xu Yi helped Elder Bai step into Tianyu Hall, several people were there, and he didn't know each other, but Elder Bai was obviously quite familiar with it, either nodding with a smile or saying hello to each other.

Even the young-looking elder Baimei wanted to give up his seat for Elder Bai, but was stopped by Elder Bai.

Elder Bai chose a cushion to sit behind him, and Xu Yi sat quietly behind him, holding the medicine bag.

There were no other boys present in the field, but Elder Bai was old and weak and had no cultivation. It was normal to have a boy serving medicine on the side.

He thought to himself that Elder Bai was so respected by his fellow elders, Turing dared to be so arrogant just because he relied on He Xianjun's power.

From this we can see that the current Immortal Lord He is definitely not as powerful as the Donghua Immortal Sect.

Not long after, outside the hall, when the bells were heard, the futon located in the lower head was almost full, with a total of 72 seats.

There are only thirteen cushions in the top head, which are obviously for those core elders.

The bell was about to fall, and continuous phantoms swayed into the hall. In an instant, all the cushions were filled.

Xu Yi never released his divine thoughts to explore, nor even moved his eyes, but his keen perception ability still allowed him to quickly gain a very clear grasp of the situation on the field.

Master Zhu is not here!

Xu Yi was particularly shocked by this.

With such a high-standard meeting, the leader of the group was not present, and he couldn't help but worry about the situation of the leader of the group.

Yan Zi was even more worried that only Master Zhu knew whereabouts.

In addition, the several old acquaintances on the field also surprised Xu Yi.

There were less than a hundred people in the seat, and they were obviously the elites of the entire Donghua Immortal Sect.

After not seen for twenty years, the strength of the Donghua Immortal Sect has grown to an astonishing level.

Except for Elder Bai, almost all the elders here have entered the realm of True Pill, and their chests are equipped with badges of sun, moon and stars.

Xu Yi already knew that the identity of the Purple Palace God Lord was three stars on the day and two stars on the moon.

In order to distinguish the strengths and weaknesses of many real pills, they had to identify them in this way.

Xu Yi was interpreting useful information carefully and silently. The middle-aged white-eyed Taoist, who was in the middle of the head, stood up and said,

"Elders, this consultation meeting was proposed at the request of Elder He and Elder Miao. This elder was entrusted by Zhu Zheng and temporarily served as the head teacher. He temporarily presided over this consultation meeting, but he did not know what major issues the two elders had."

On the way here, Xu Yi heard Elder Bai talk about the current trend of the Immortal Sect.

The person who knows that the matter in charge of the Immortal Sect is now the elder Hong. Elder Hong is the personal disciple of the leader Zhu, and now he is also the cultivation level of the two-star true pill.

As Elder Hong finished speaking, the middle-aged Taoist with a big nose on his left and the cold-tempered He Xianjun stood up at the same time. The middle-aged man with a big nose said, "Fellow Taoists, Senior Brother He and I think that Donghua is not changing now, so we jointly proposed to hold this meeting and choose the time node of ancestral sacrifice to be serious."

"I don't know what happened, why don't Senior Brother Miao say it clearly?"

Elder Hong said coldly.

Zhu, Miao, Hong, Meng are the direct descendants of the Donghua Immortal Sect.

Elder Hong and Elder Miao are from the same legitimate lineage, but because of their disagreement, their relationship is not close, but they are not disgusted.

But what Elder Miao and He Xianjun had to do this this time made Elder Hong unbearable.

No matter what, he is temporarily in charge of the position of head coach.

Even the elders below must raise major issues and say hello to him first and he will preside over the convening.

Now, even he, the simultaneous leader, doesn't know why the meeting is, how could he not be angry?

If it weren't for Elder Miao and He Xianjun, the momentum was very strong now, and Elder Hong would not even agree to convene this meeting in fear of causing civil sects.

At this moment, Elder Hong naturally had no good mood and did not want to hide his emotions. He asked in public what was going on, just to put the conflict between the two sides in a clear place so that the elders could witness the domineering nature of Miao and He.

Elder Miao said, "I wonder how Junior Brother Hong thinks the momentum of my Donghua Immortal Sect today?"

Elder Hong said, "It is now thriving and the heroes gather together."

He vaguely understood what Elder Miao wanted to do.
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