I rely on residual blood to repair my longevity

Chapter 422 Not So Weak
But that child Mayfly is different, that child was cultivated by the elders of Penglai Pavilion with all their efforts.Every word and deed, every action, and even the exercises practiced are very consistent with what everyone in Penglai Pavilion practiced.The child has also been making continuous progress in the past three years. Before her accident, she was already a senior sister of Penglai Pavilion, and she could guide the cultivation of brothers and sisters of the same sect.After these years of precipitation, the experience is even richer.Therefore, it is most suitable for her to be the monk leading the team.

The other elders may not have thought of this, they were just a little worried whether Yong'an would have a grudge.

After all, there are many young children who attach great importance to the name of this big sister and big brother.They also all come from young people. Young people are always young and frivolous, which is understandable.Especially Yongan is still such a talented disciple.When they think about a problem, they inevitably have to think about one or two things.

However, there is absolutely no need for the elders to worry about this.Changsheng didn't intend to be the leader of the team, because she knew her character well.It is not difficult for her if she simply wants to have a good relationship with others.But to be honest, she didn't really understand the exercises practiced by the disciples of Penglai Pavilion.She is following the way of comprehension. Although she has not yet clarified what her own way is, it is obviously different from that of all the brothers and sisters.It's not impossible to let her teach, but it's just unavoidable to worry that it will mislead the children.

Since Yong'an didn't care about this, the other elders of Penglai Pavilion temporarily agreed.They are monks, and their memory has always been outstanding.How outstanding that child Mayfly is is obvious to all.To be honest, let Mayfly lead the team, they are more likely to think of the scenery of Penglai Pavilion decades ago.

Although God seemed to be joking with them and caused Mayfly to suffer so much, but now things have turned around.Under the guidance of Mayfly and the stimulation of Yong'an, the younger generation of disciples of Penglai Pavilion, the effect of practice can be said to have improved by leaps and bounds.

They believe that the Penglai Pavilion at this time is definitely not the weakest one among the seven sects!
"This matter was decided three years ago. Since it happened now, there is nothing to excuse. Let them go."

In the end, the master of Penglai Pavilion made a final decision and decided on the rescue.After a short silence, the master of Wudao Peak also expressed his gratitude.

The checkpoint he set up in the small world of delusion had a total of 760 monks. Only three of them came back alive, and they were seriously injured, so they couldn't continue to participate in the battle in a short time.That's more than 700 disciples, and each disciple has grown up with a lot of hard work.Even if the Wudao Peak family has a great career and many disciples, the loss of any disciple will be a pain in the suzerain's heart.

At this time, he couldn't say anything nice. This was to express his gratitude as seriously as possible, and at the same time to remind everyone to be vigilant.

"Be sure to tell your disciples that those are not human cultivators at all. They are too weird. Not only do they attack in various ways, but more importantly, they devour flesh and blood to replenish themselves. They are just like real monsters."

Everyone saw this in the water mirror just now, but when it was mentioned again, everyone was still a little silent.No matter how much psychological construction is done, after all, this is the first large-scale war that the disciples they brought up will embark on, and the opponent is still an unknown and terrifying existence.

"...Anyway, thank you for your help."

After breaking off contact, the Pavilion Master of Penglai Pavilion forced a smile.

"This is probably the case, now let's tell the disciples."

In fact, when they got the news, everyone was already mentally prepared.After all, the elder who was in charge of liaison before, seemed to be in a hurry and was remembered by those who cared.

Of course I'm a little nervous.After all, this is the first large-scale battle they will participate in, and the opponents are still those legendary black monsters.But at the same time, there was a surging feeling in my heart.

For today's battle, they have waited for three full years.In the picture I just saw, those black humanoid monsters have no mercy for any living creatures.In the process of fighting, the disciples without blades will also take care of those mortals who have no strength to restrain chickens, but those black humanoid monsters almost regard them as flesh and blood to supplement their strength.

The way of wantonly grabbing and eating, the sound of creaking flesh and blood, and the condescending attitude that everything is an ant, all made the blood of these young monks boil with anger.

The first batch of monsters just attacked a small world, but they clearly remembered that there were hundreds or thousands of black slime balls that fell.After conquering this small world, who knows if their target will turn to Shengyuan Great World, or even Penglai Pavilion?
They all understand the truth that the lips are dead and the teeth are cold.

"Elder, don't put on a bitter face, we are not afraid. We have been traveling outside for more than ten years, and we are no longer three or five-year-old brats! Only you will treat us as children."

Elder Mo's disciple looked at him who was so nervous, he couldn't help but comfort him, and at the same time cheered up his brothers and sisters.

"It is said that raising soldiers for a thousand days and using them for a short period of time. Although we are not soldiers, we have the same heart to protect the sect as soldiers. We can't just enjoy the blessings of the teachers and do nothing by ourselves. We are under There are younger brothers and sisters, and we must always give them room to grow. And this has not yet been fought, who said we will definitely lose. And elders, won’t you also go? Just look at it. We Penglai Pavilion disciples must It's a good job, don't you think?"

"Yes!"

Everyone laughed happily, as if they didn't care about the bloody and cruel scene in the picture just now.But Chang Sheng saw the slightly trembling fingers of the junior sister who was closest to him.She couldn't help closing her eyes.

Senior Yuanji Wuchangli once said that the flowers in the greenhouse can never withstand the wind and rain.But they also have beings they want to protect.So when the storm comes, they will open their immature and weak arms to protect the 'greenhouse' behind them.

"Senior, this is my sect. Have you seen it?"

Yuanji Wuchangli, who had been silent for a long time, flicked his tail and agreed.

"It's really not bad. It's just that these people will inevitably suffer casualties when they go to the battlefield. Others can forget it, but you... will it be affected?"

One person and one fish have been together for almost 20 years. The tacit understanding between each other doesn't even need to complete the words, Changsheng already knows what it means.

So she smiled slightly.

"Senior, don't worry, I'm not that weak."

(End of this chapter)