The Benxiang Sect is even more dilapidated than it was five years ago. It seems that there has not been much improvement in the past few years.

Wu Ding looked at the ruins of this Xiang Sect and smiled bitterly: "How can I stand up to our ancestors? This sect was so powerful back then, but now it has declined to this state."

The number of disciples is often a side reflection of a sect's current strength. The reason is very simple. The larger the scope of influence and the country, the more disciples it can select.

The downfall of the Feng Xiang Sect can be gleaned from the number of disciples in the sect. An ordinary decent sect can have hundreds of disciples, and it is common for a large sect to have thousands.

There are only more than eighty disciples of the Benxiang Sect. The difference is obvious.

Wu Ding smiled miserably: "Bai Guan has been traveling for more than three years, and I don't know what happened to him. If he can't break through and become a Martial Lord, our sect will be finished."

If a sect loses Lord Wu, then it has no qualifications to become a sect. Wu Ding knows that he is not old enough. After waiting for so many generations of disciples, he has never waited for a decent genius. He has only been able to teach carefully.

Out came Bai Guan.

The future hopes of the Benxiang Sect are all pinned on Bai Guan.

"If only! Kaguo seven years ago," Wu Ding sighed bitterly, so softly that he might not even hear it: "It would be great if he joined the sect seven years ago and didn't cause the troubles five years ago."

"What a great talent, it was lost like this."

Wu Ding shook his head in pain, and his expression suddenly changed. He was horrified: "How come two such powerful men came to the Benxiang Sect!"

"You guys hide quickly!"

Wu Ding jumped up and down several times, shouted to a group of disciples who were practicing, stomped his feet and resolutely greeted the two unknown strong men, showing a reluctant smile!

The closer he got, the more panicked Wu Ding became. This aura was infinitely stronger than his. If he really came here for the Original Xiang Sect, he would definitely be no match for him.

A sinister laughter floated from Yaokong: "The Original Xiang Sect is so ruined, it really doesn't look like a sect anymore."

"The people coming here are enemies, not friends." Wu Ding's heart suddenly sank into the abyss. He gritted his teeth: "No matter what, I will fight them with this old bone!"

In the blink of an eye, two figures, one black and one gray, came over like thunder and lightning. Wu Ding bravely stepped forward and said, "I don't know what you two are doing!"

A vaguely familiar voice sounded: "Elder Wu, I'm here to worship your sect."

Wu Ding's heart pounded, his face turned livid, and he raised his head and looked up: "Your Majesty, please don't make such a joke on me. Although I'm not as good as the two of you, I'm still..."

Wu Ding raised his head, took a look, and his words suddenly came out. He could not spit them out in his throat, and he trembled: "You, it's you!"

Zuo Wuzhou nodded calmly: "It's me, Zuo Wuzhou!"

"You're not dead!" Wu Ding was spinning with joy, his heart was as good as the rain, and the sky was clear. Zongbin was extremely happy and laughed: "You're not dead!"

Seeing this, Zuo Wuzhou was very pleased. His decision and commitment to join the Benxiang Sect was indeed correct.

"Boy, please come quickly!" Wu Ding was overjoyed and shouted: "Come here, serve tea."

Yaksha secretly sighed. There were countless excellent sects in the world, but he chose this shabby sect. It really surprised him.

They went to the hall together, and someone brought tea. Zuo Wuzhou drank it all in one gulp, clasping his fists and chin: "Elder Wu, I won't talk nonsense. I am here to fulfill the promise I made seven years ago. Enter this book.

Xiang Zong."

Wu Ding was secretly surprised: "But now you are Lord Wu, right?"

Feeling carefully, all the unconcealed auras came into his arms, Wu Ding was horrified: "You, your aura, are you now... Martial Emperor?"

"I was lucky enough to break through the barrier." Zuo Wuzhou said calmly.

Wu Ding couldn't be so calm. He was so frightened by these words that he almost slid off the chair on the spot. He almost went crazy: "You have become a Martial Emperor. You have actually become a Martial Emperor. You seem to be talented at your age."

When Wu Ding thought of Zuo Wuzhou's age, everything from his eyes to his body froze. After a long while, he slowly started to move, his voice like sand in the wind: "You...at your age, you are so old, you are the Martial Emperor!"

"

Five years ago, Zuo Wuzhou became the Martial Lord, which already had a huge psychological impact on Wu Ding. Now, Zuo Wuzhou not only came back alive, but also returned as a Martial Emperor. Wu Ding was shocked to the point where his mind went blank.

.

The Benxiang Sect is indeed a great ancestor and has left behind many secrets. Countless thoughts flowed through Wu Ding's mind: "With his age, Wu Yu and Wu Zong are probably out of the question."

Over the past few days, Zuo Wuzhou has become accustomed to other people's shock and speechless expressions, saying nothing. When Wu Ding calmed down a little, he slowly said softly: "Elder Wu, I promised your sect back then. This is

I came back to fulfill my promise."

Wu Ding was stunned again and said hoarsely, "You really came to join our sect!"

A Martial Emperor actually came to join an unknown and run-down small sect.

Even though Wu Ding was well-informed, he still had never seen anything like this. It was definitely not condescending, especially when Zuo Wuzhou was a Martial Emperor who was destined to have an unlimited future.

He repeatedly confirmed that Zuo Wuzhou was not here to show off, nor was he here to tease Wu Ding. Wu Ding was so excited that his old face turned red: "The gods have finally given this sect an excellent opportunity to turn around and rise again."

Wu Ding was so shocked that he was in a hurry. He almost knocked over the teacup: "Okay, of course, it couldn't be better!"

Cuo Fei had good self-control, and Wu Ding almost shed tears on the spot. He had worried about the Benxiang Sect for hundreds of years. Finally, before his longevity was approaching, he was able to see the opportunity for the rise of the Benxiang Sect, which was a great relief to him.

It should be noted that the promise made back then was said to be unfulfilled by Zuo Wuzhou, even if he really came, but there was a trace of dissatisfaction, Wu Ding would not dare to agree to accept Emperor Wu into the sect.

As Emperor Wu, Wu Dingfan was too brave to even mention Zhu Yi's promise to Zuo Danzhou. But Zuo Kangran made a promise to Zuo Danzhou and offered to join the Benxiang Sect without any complaints.

This was clearly an opportunity given to Benxiang Sect to rise again. How could Wu Ding not be grateful.

There is nothing in the world that is more blessed than this.

"He seems to be less than thirty years old. Emperor Wu is less than thirty years old. If our sect cannot rise again, it will be unreasonable." Wu Ding was so happy that he burst into tears.

Zuo Wuzhou is sincere in fulfilling his promise. Bai Guan and others also did a lot for the Zuo family back then, and he is also grateful.

When Wu Ding realized that Yaksha was also the Martial Emperor, he was almost scared to death. Especially when he saw Yaksha obeying Zuo Wuzhou's words, Wu Ding became even more uneasy.

It is said that a Martial Emperor wants to get started, even if a Martial Lord wants to get started, it will definitely not be handled casually. There are certainly some etiquette that need to be paid attention to.

Zuo Wuzhou didn't care at all, but Wu Ding couldn't help but care. To put it bluntly, no matter how indifferent Zuo Wuzhou was, from Wu Ding's point of view, Emperor Wu should have the pomp and circumstance of Emperor Wu. Furthermore, a newcomer to Emperor Wu was so sensational.

The matter was just when the Benxiang Sect was regaining its reputation. How could Wu Ding do it so easily?

Naturally, I want to try my best to make this matter grand and grand, and make it a matter for this Xiangzong.

thing.

After learning Wu Ding's plan, Zuo Wuzhou came up with a thought: "In this case, Elder Wu, I have a suggestion. The Benxiang Sect will still move to Xilin. At that time, the relocation ceremony and my initiation will be handled together.

Already."

"Moving, Xilin was attacked by Chongyun, I'm afraid it won't be good!" Wu Ding suddenly felt ashamed: "Let's go, now that you are back, the siege of Xilin will naturally be solved."

The wrinkles on Wu Ding's old face reappeared: "That's it. You offended too many soul monks in Ronghe District five years ago. I'm afraid it's not good to move here like this."

Zuo Wuzhou's eyes were filled with stars, and he said word by word: "Don't worry about anything else."

One word, like a bloody wine sky: "Dead people are not worth worrying about."

After agreeing on the entry and relocation, Zuo Wuzhou and Yaksha did not stay any longer.

Wu Ding watched the two of them drift away, revealing a trace of worry: "If they kill too much during this trip, will the Soul Palace take action? Will they repeat the scene five years ago and become public enemies of Ronghe District.

"

The glimmer of hope for the rise of the Benxiang Sect rests entirely on Zuo Wuzhou, how could Wu Ding not be worried.

"What if the killing is too heavy, wouldn't it be possible to provoke Wu Yu from the True Soul Heaven?" Wu Ding's passionate heart suddenly became much older. It's not that the killing is too heavy, it is that the killing will be too heavy.

Everyone in Ronghe District knows Zuo Wuzhou's evil reputation, and Wuding is no exception.

There is no Martial Emperor in the Chongyun area, and the Yunxiao Sect is one of the largest sects. Although the Fengwei Sect has a Martial Emperor, it is on the border between Chongyun and another country, so it is difficult to calculate.

The most powerful sect within Chongyun's rule is undoubtedly the Fazhen Sect. You Ziqiang surpasses the Yunxiao Sect. With eight great Martial Lords in charge, it can be regarded as a first-rate sect. During the Battle of Sanmiao five years ago, the Fazhen Sect became the leader of the sect.

Zheng sent a Martial Lord over to participate in the trade fair. He happened to be a member of the war.

Back then, hundreds of soul cultivators surrounded and suppressed Zuo Wuzhou. Even if Zuo Wuzhou had a photographic memory, there was no way he could have seen hundreds of soul cultivators one by one. Not every one of them had met him face to face.

The ones who made the most profound impression at that time were the Nine Martial Emperors, followed by the Martial Lords from various countries who participated in the Husbands' Meeting. The third was the Martial Lords from various sects who participated in the encirclement and suppression. Half of them have their faces remembered. But those who know their origins

, not much.

The unfortunate thing about Fazhen Sect is that it is also a major sect in the Chongyun area. Therefore, it was easily remembered by Zuo Wuzhou.

Looking at the Fazhen Sect, Zuo Wuzhou closed his eyes and reviewed the process of being encircled and suppressed that year, his eyes filled with blood: "Let's go!"

"I'll negotiate. If they surrender obediently, I'll take their heads. If they don't surrender," Zuo Wuzhou said with a terrifying expression: "The old rule is that everyone below Martial Lord can go freely, and no one above Martial Lord will be left alive.

"

Like a cannonball blasting into the sky, it flew towards the Fazhen Sect's sect.

Xiao Wujun of Fazhen Sect suddenly felt uneasy, vaguely shaken, and a little uneasy:

"No, is my practice going too far?"

Stopping for the time being, he stood up and moved slowly. Xiao Wujun walked on the mountain and felt the lush spiritual energy. He praised: "This place is great, it is rare to find a place with such abundant spiritual energy."

Fa Zhen Sect can become the largest sect in Chongyun area, so it has some advantages. Fa Zhen Sect, together with Yunxiao Sect, controlled 60% of the output of the top-notch soul academy geniuses in Chongyun area. No matter how strong Chongyun country is, it is nothing.

They can only choose the leftover Soul Academy students from the sect.

Since the Yunxiao Sect was wiped out overnight, the Fazhen Sect, relying on its status as the largest sect, has taken over 15% of the Yunxiao Sect's share of the Soul Academy. If this continues, it will not take three or five generations for the Fazhen Sect to become stronger and stronger.

The status of Fazhen Sect has increased, and Xiao Wujun is extremely satisfied. Walking through the sect, countless disciples salute with respect: "Disciples have met the great elder."

As for the so-called big sect with thousands of disciples, Fazhen Sect is still a little behind, but there are still one or two thousand disciples. There are still dozens of martial lords. Eight martial lords sitting in command are enough to run rampant for a while. Even against
To be continued...