Outside the Sword Box Pass.

"The effect of the Three Corpses Brain Gu Pills is not enough to make people enter the master realm, but for warriors, even if it only increases the possibility of success, it is enough for them to take it."

"Anyway, you don't listen to anyone. When people walk in the rivers and lakes, they want to be free and worry-free. That's wishful thinking. Let alone those warriors. Even if they are a martial arts master like me, so what? Can you do whatever you want?

Are you free from worries?"

Yu Shengyan said lightly.

"The Three Corpse Brain Gu Pills are attractive enough that they have ignored the side effects. In this way, Qin Zhong, the leader of the Zoroastrian Cult, can still firmly control most of the Zoroastrian Cult. In this way, the Persian Cult has strong support in the Central Plains

, Their senior management can really be unscrupulous." Mo Anbai frowned.

"Don't worry about the Zoroastrian Cult. Shi Yiyun and the others will contain the Zoroastrian Cult. What we have to do is to severely damage the Beili rebels here as soon as possible and destroy their idea of ​​quickly conquering Jianxia Pass." Luo Xingchen said.

They were walking and talking, and when they arrived at the place where they originally started, a figure jumped out of the seemingly deserted bushes.

Fan Shiba looked around and confirmed that no one was chasing Luo Xingchen and others, and then he said: "This place is good, you can hide a lot of people."

"Approximately how many can be hidden?" Luo Xingchen asked.

"Ten thousand people will be fine, we can let them come tonight." Fan Shiba affirmed.

"Okay, without further ado, we will go back to the city now, and you can lead the team out of the city through the secret passage." Luo Xingchen said.

Fan Shiba nodded and said: "Okay."

…

"boom!"

The wooden door of the small wooden house where Dong Wenjun, the guardian of the left, lived, was kicked open by Chu Xue.

Chuxue burst into the house with a layer of frost covering her face.

In the room, there was a lantern on the table. Dong Wenjun was sitting cross-legged on the futon, practicing internal energy. When he heard the sound, he opened his eyes, stopped exercising, and looked up at Chuxue.

"Sit." Dong Wenjun only said one word.

"Humph!" Chuxue snorted coldly and sat down directly opposite Dong Wenjun.

"Won't you explain it to me?" Chuxue sneered.

"Explain what?" Dong Wenjun said calmly.

"You didn't know that Kuimulang, the Persian cultist, came here?" Chuxue asked.

"I know this." Dong Wenjun nodded.

"Since you know, don't think about it, how can the top leaders of the Persian religion come here? This is a violation of the agreement!" Chu Xue's brows were full of sorrow!

"The agreement was made decades ago. How can there be any agreement that we still have to abide by after decades?" Dong Wenjun said calmly.

"Aren't you afraid that Lord Feng will appear?" Chuxue said coldly.

"Master Feng has not appeared for thirty years, will he appear again? I don't think it is possible." Dong Wenjun obviously disagreed.

"What if Lord Feng appears? How to deal with it?" Chuxue asked.

"Even if Master Feng appears, so what? Today's Persian Religion is not the Persian Religion of the past. The old holy master of Persian Religion has made a breakthrough and is no longer under Master Feng." Dong Wenjun said with a smile.

"The old Holy Master of the Persian Sect has made a breakthrough... You are inviting the wolf into the house!"

"If this continues, the Zoroastrian Church will be destroyed by the Persian religion." Chuxue concluded.

"Are you worried that the Persian Church will cross the river, demolish the bridge, unload the mill and kill the donkey?" Dong Wenjun said.

"Aren't you worried? You are the Zoroastrian Cult's think tank, how could you not know? Or do you have other plans?" Chuxue sneered.

"What you can think of, can the leader and I not think of? Don't worry about this. The leader has already made other arrangements. The Zoroastrian Cult will only become stronger and will never be annexed by the Persian Cult." Dong Wenjun said calmly.

"Every day they say they have other arrangements, what exactly are they?" Chuxue asked.

"This matter is still top secret for the time being and cannot be discussed." Dong Wenjun shook his head.

"Can't you even tell me?" Chuxue raised her eyebrows.

"Not only you, even I don't know about this matter. Only the leader and the deputy leader know about it. What do you want me to tell you?" Dong Wenjun sighed.

"You don't even know, but you still believe what the leader said?" Chuxue narrowed her eyes.

"What if you believe it? What if you don't believe it?"

"Don't forget, we all took the Three Corpse Brain Gu Pills. Can we survive without the leader?" Dong Wenjun said calmly.

"Even if we took the Sanshi Nao Gu pill, it was given to us by the sect, not by the leader personally. The antidote is in the hands of the Elders Association, and the elders are not ordered by the leader!" Chuxue said.

"You are wrong. The antidote has long been under the personal control of the leader, and the Elders Association has lost control." Dong Wenjun said.

"How could this happen? I see that the people who deliver the antidote every year are still the same people. They haven't changed." Chu Xue said in surprise.

"You don't know the situation. This is a problem for the lonely old man..." Dong Wenjun smiled bitterly, "Many years ago, Mr. Dugu took the leader to the extremely cold place in the south. It is said that Mr. Dugu encountered a huge crisis that time.

Temporarily entrusting the authority of the antidote to the leader..."

"Later, Dugu Lao successfully escaped from danger again, but he can no longer get the right to the antidote."

Chuxue thought thoughtfully: "So that's it, that is to say, the power of the antidote is still in the hands of the Elders in name, but in fact it is completely controlled by the leader."

"are you sure?"

"Of course, I can confirm it." Dong Wenjun nodded.

"The Zoroastrian Cult has no future." Chuxue sighed, tiredness already appearing in her eyes.

"We can only choose to believe in the leader, there is no other way." Dong Wenjun said seriously.

"Okay, I won't ask any more about this matter, but I still won't talk to Kui Mulang, the Persian teacher. If you want to talk, you can just go and don't look for me." Chuxue said.

"It's up to you." Dong Wenjun nodded.

Chuxue stood up, turned around and left. At this time, her heart was filled with haze, and she suddenly regretted the sneak attack on Shi Yiyun.

After all, she is a Zoroastrian saint, so she should naturally belong to Shi Yiyun's faction.

I heard that Shi Yiyun was very prosperous in Zhongjing. The Persian Cult of Twenty-Eight Constellations and the Zoroastrian Cult of Right Protector were both defeated by her. Maybe she has a way to solve the problem of the Three Corpses Brain Gu Pills.

After I came up with this idea, I got out of control.

Chu Xue gritted her teeth and thought to herself: "Let's just find a chance to meet Shi Yiyun. Maybe there will be a turn for the better."

She has become a martial arts master. If she wants to change her stance, Shi Yiyun cannot refuse to accept it.

As for the previous conflicts and grievances, it is not impossible to resolve them.

As long as it can help her solve the problem of Sanzhi Nao Gu Pill, she can be a low-key person.

Before becoming a Grandmaster, the Three Corpses Nao Gu Pills were a help, but once one became a Grand Master, the benefits of the Three Corpses Nao Gu Pills had almost disappeared, while the side effects were magnified.
Chapter completed!