Doomed, the whole sect begged me to come out of the mountain

"As long as the monks who have entered the Chance Building will be marked by the Chance Building, even if they accidentally die outside, the Chance Building will take back the body after death..."

"You guys, do you understand? From the beginning to the end, all the rules are dominated by the Chance Building."

Ning Shaoyang's temples throbbed violently.

His voice was a little hoarse, "This is, really?"

Mo Yu pursed his lips, "There is an iron rule in the sect, that is, if you enter the inner sect, unless the suzerain personally issues an order to expel him from the sect, otherwise, he will be completely bound to the sect for the rest of his life."

Su Manhua nodded hurriedly.

"Yes, yes, there is this iron law!"

"Uncle, why is this?"

Mo Yu's eyes were even colder, and there was a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth.

"This is also the rule formulated by Chance Building."

"What?" Su Manhua turned pale with shock, "Jiyuanlou, this...impossible..."

Mo Yudao: "10,000+ years ago, the suzerain master of the second-rank sect was a disciple who was very talented. He entered the formation way at a young age. Later, because he was greedy for a woman, he entered without the suzerain's permission. That woman's sect, later, on the day of the sect appraisal, this second-rank sect squeezed into the ranks of the first-rank sect on the chance list, and on the chance list, he belongs to this second-rank sect."

"At the beginning, the news of this genius disciple's betrayal of the sect spread all over the world. The sect where the girl belonged to even advertised to the world, even entertained the world, and even handed over the sect's unique skills, but the chance list did not recognize it, even if there were more of them Red tape doesn't help either."

"Since then, this regulation has been established."

Ning Shaoyang accepted these words with difficulty, his face was pale, his hands were trembling a little, and after a long while, he managed to force out a word from his mouth.

"The Chance Building, what is it?"

Su Manhua rubbed the goosebumps on his body, "Yes, little uncle, this chance building is too evil, even the strong in the tribulation stage can't break the barrier between layers?"

Mo Yu took a sip of his wine, his eyes dimmed a bit.

"According to legend, it is a magic weapon left by the immortal."

It is a magic weapon that has been quietly waiting for its master for thousands of years...

It is also a treasure prepared by Tiandao for a woman.

Hehe, Bai Roujing...

Ning Shaoyang used a trick to clean the wine stains on his sleeves.

"If things go wrong, there must be a demon. If this Chance Building is really as evil as you said, why hasn't anyone overthrown it for tens of thousands of years? Are you willing to become a puppet of Chance Building?"

Mo Yu chuckled, "Thousands of monks in the Transcendence Tribulation Period tried to break through the barrier between the ninth and tenth floors, but failed."

Ning Shaoyang frowned even more.

Mo Yu sighed, "So, you families, don't blame the major sects, everything is under the control of Chance Building, we are just bugs in his hands."

After hearing so many things, Ning Shaoyang got up and left without thinking about studying the piano score.

Walking in the corridor, Ning Shaoyang asked Su Manhua, who was holding Qin beside him in a daze.

"What she said is true?"

Su Manhua suddenly came back to her senses, "Ah...Master, you told me before not to let me enter the Chance Building. look, so I’m not sure.”

"But I've heard from those disciples that the iron laws that the little martial uncle said are correct, but everyone doesn't know who made them. Moreover, each sect indeed confesses geniuses and ancestors. Everyone I am very happy to give up the cultivation resources for them to use. The ancestors of the sect during the tribulation period are very strong, but it is true that they cannot enter higher levels..."

"They all attach great importance to the Zongmen's evaluation. When the Zongmen was about to be evaluated last time, the disciples of the entire Zongmen were working hard to cultivate. Everyone said that even if they can't put in too much effort, they can improve their cultivation a little bit. Improve the overall strength of the sect."

Ning Shaoyang frowned, "So, what she said may be true?"

Su Manhua tilted his head, "Master, there's no need for my little uncle to lie about this matter."

"What if she wants to win me over?" Ning Shaoyang smiled coldly.

"Win?" Su Manhua chuckled, "Master, you don't know what kind of person Little Martial Uncle is. We may not be able to win her over, let alone she is tempted to win us over."

"Huh?" Ning Shaoyang cast a cold look over, and Su Manhua quickly covered his mouth.

"Who is she?"

Su Manhua frowned and smiled.

"I still heard from the disciples of the sect. They said that the little uncle is the best heavenly spirit root. He has been in the outer sect for five years. He doesn't like to practice and sleeps all day long. Later, he was caught by the suzerain by chance. , Forcibly accepted the direct disciple."

"The little uncle in the sect has always been very Buddhist, and he had to be chased by the suzerain to ask her to practice. However, the little uncle doesn't seem to care about anything, but when the sect is targeted by the Xuanyin Palace , Junior Martial Uncle even went out of danger to save people, and the disciples in the sect admired Junior Martial Uncle very much."

"Buddha?" Ning Shaoyang pursed his lips, "If you really have no plans, can you come here? Many sects want to win over Jinfengzhai."

Su Manhua pursed her lips and said in a low voice: "I don't know about that, master, do you want to live here and keep an eye on it?"

"Naturally." Ning Shaoyang snorted coldly, "I don't worry about such a strong man staying here."

Ning Shaoyang told Jinfeng of his decision to stay, and Jinfeng was delighted.

"Yo, you kid, are you here for Xiao Yu?"

Ning Shaoyang frowned, "Xiao Yu?"

Why did my aunt call him so kindly after not seeing him for a few days?
Jin Feng stared, "It's not big or small, I can only call this name."

Ning Shaoyang, "!!"

He rubbed his brows, "Auntie, Miss Mo is a member of the sect, since she is here on behalf of the Tuoyue Sect, it's best to keep some distance."

Jin Feng casually took some account books handed over by the housekeeper and looked through them, but didn't care at all.

"She has convinced me that I am going to join the Tuoyue Sect."

As she spoke, she stuffed the account book into Ning Shaoyang's hands.

Ning Shaoyang was furious immediately, "Sure enough, this girl is eloquent. Auntie, haven't you always put profit first, why are you so impulsive all of a sudden!"

Jin Feng didn't answer directly, but just pointed to the account book in his hand.

"Look, if there is anything you want, these are all obtained from the Song family."

Ning Shaoyang was taken aback, "The Song family?"

He quickly flipped through the account book in his hand, and there were a lot of things listed in it, from which he could also see the secret books of the Song family's family skills.

"She didn't convince me, but she directly presented the real thing."

Jin Feng pulled Ning Shaoyang aside and lowered his voice, seeing no one around took out a porcelain bottle and stuffed it into his hand.