After a hundred years of ringing the bell, I became the ancestor of the sect

Chapter 96: The Great Uncle Master Died? (Subscribe)
In the darkness, a disheveled figure was running.

He had long since lost his armor, leaving only a thin set of clothes covered in congealed blood. He didn't know whether the blood belonged to the enemy, himself, or his comrades.

He didn't know how long he had been running wildly, and the internal energy in his body had long been exhausted.

Suddenly, he saw the plaque of the Shenjianmen Mountain Gate standing in the distance.

His tears were almost welling up in his eyes.

He couldn't have expected that he would be defeated so badly in this battle.

Originally, victory was certain, but suddenly a group of terrifying monsters rushed in and destroyed the entire battle formation. Under attack from both sides, the entire martial arts army could not hold on even if they fought desperately.

He could only watch as the people around him fell one by one and were torn to pieces by the monsters. Broken limbs were everywhere. It was too tragic.

Later, he heard the commander roaring and giving the order to retreat.

So he didn't care about anything else and retreated, retreated, and kept retreating. He had only one belief, which was to return to the Divine Sword Gate.

At this moment, a figure beside him stopped.

Disheveled hair.

One arm was broken, and there was a huge claw mark on his back, his flesh and blood were all over.

The man looked up at the plaque of the Divine Sword Sect, let out a long sigh, and suddenly fell straight down.

Pang Bai hurriedly stepped forward to support the man, only to see that this innate master had already died.

It was with his last bit of faith that he ran back to the Divine Sword Gate.

"Senior Brother Zuo."

A strong hatred suddenly emerged in Pang Bai's eyes.

Then, he picked up Senior Brother Zuo's body and walked towards the Divine Sword Gate step by step.

There was chaos inside the Divine Sword Sect.

The warriors who escaped from the front line are returning one after another, not only from the Divine Sword Sect, but also from the Night King's Palace and warriors from other forces, big and small.

According to the established plan, the Divine Sword Gate will serve as the most critical defensive fortress.

Everyone will retreat to the Divine Sword Gate.

The Divine Sword Sect had previously summoned the innate warriors within the sect in order to prepare for long-term defense.

Moreover, Linjian City had already begun a large-scale evacuation.

After all, more than 90% of the residents of Linjian City are related to the Divine Sword Sect.

Once the rebels of Luo Wangfu attack the Divine Sword Sect, if they fail to capture it after a long siege, they might vent their anger on Linjian City in order to shake the morale of the Divine Sword Sect's disciples.

Not only that, the inner disciples who had only been in the sect for less than three months and some non-combat personnel from the Alchemy Workshop, Herb Garden, Exotic Beast Breeding Farm and other halls were also arranged to retreat with the residents of Linjian City.

Li Qian has been busy.

Since there were so many wounded returning, innate warriors like him were helping to treat the wounded.

Those who were able to travel thousands of miles back to the Divine Sword Sect were all warriors above the innate level at the beginning.

In such a great rout, more low-level warriors or martial artists either died on the battlefield. Even if they were able to escape, they could not run so far and could only hide everywhere to avoid being hunted down by Prince Luo's Mansion.

Suddenly, Li Qian saw Pang Bai.

Holding a dead body.

At this moment, Pang Bai no longer had the vigor and vitality he once had. His face was covered in blood, his eyes were extremely cold, and his shiny bald head was covered with a layer of blood.

Li Qian silently took the body and placed it in a coffin placed in the lobby next to him.

There were dozens of such coffins densely packed in the hall.

Most of the people inside were already lying down.

Some are from the Divine Sword Sect, and some are from the Night King's Palace.
Although some warriors returned to the Divine Sword Sect, they were relying on their willpower, as their injuries were too severe to be treated.

In the next few days, more warriors returned to the Divine Sword Sect.

Until this day, several figures flew in from the sky and landed on the square outside the Divine Sword Temple.

They were actually several celestial beings.

However, these celestial beings were all injured and did not look in good condition.

"Chai Tianren, where is my great-grandmaster?"

After the sect leader Feng Shaoyu bowed, he quickly asked.

Among the four celestial beings who came back, three were from the Night King’s Palace, one was Chai Tianren from the royal family, and only great-grandmaster Xiao Wendao and Hua Tianren did not come back.

My uncle-master was already seriously injured, and even though he had been treated for several months, it was still far from enough for him to recover.

As the war was imminent, the great-grandmaster had to drag his injured body and rush to the front line with Hua Tianren.

"Fellow Daoist Xiao and Fellow Daoist Hua, in order to stop the celestial beings from Luo Wangfu from hunting you down, I'm afraid they have already..."

Chai Tianren said in a heavy tone.

Sect leader Feng Shaoyu and other Divine Sword Sect peak masters and elders were all shocked.

My great uncle has passed away?

This is definitely the worst news for the Divine Sword Sect.

No matter how great the losses of the Divine Sword Sect are, as long as the great master uncle is still here, there is still hope for the Divine Sword Sect.

But now, this hope seems to have been completely extinguished.

Many of the Divine Sword Sect's high-ranking officials were filled with sadness and darkness in their hearts.

On a rooftop, Li Qian was chatting with Pang Bai.

This man, who has always been carefree, is now worried and expressionless.

"Junior Brother Li, do you think our Divine Sword Sect can survive?"

Pang Bai suddenly said.

In such a war, I wonder how many people died?
Even if he was a master or a grand master, facing an irreversible defeat, he could only die tragically on the battlefield like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

Can the remnants of the Divine Sword Sect really withstand the aggressive rebels from the Luo Palace and those terrifying monsters?

"Yes, as long as we are united, we will be able to resist it."

Li Qian comforted.

"Junior Brother Li, you have never seen those kinds of monsters. They are not human at all. How can there be such monsters in the world? Is this still the world I know?"

Pang Bai suddenly said with a wry smile.

Even now, he still feels scared when he thinks of the monsters he faced.
Li Qian knew that the monster Pang Bai was talking about was probably a half-demon
He didn't expect that when half-demons appeared, there would not be just one or two, but thousands of them, forming a terrifying half-demons army.

No wonder the Night King’s army suffered a crushing defeat despite having a clear advantage.

Suddenly, a voice sounded in Li Qian's ears.

"Junior Brother Li, I am the true disciple Nangong Bei. I have an important mission. Gather at Yanmen Valley immediately."

"Brother Pang, I have something else to do. You should take good care of yourself first."

Li Qian frowned slightly. What kind of important task was it that required secret communication?

After he finished speaking, he got up and headed for Yanmen Valley.

This Yanmen Valley is one of the passages connecting the inner gate and the service hall, and usually few people come here.

When Li Qian arrived here, some people had already gathered here.

He saw Ji Ming from Wu Qu Peak, Chang Xiaoyao from Di Shui Peak and others who were also the best among the inner disciples.

More people arrived one after another.

In the end, there were about forty people gathered.

After observing for a while, Li Qian finally discovered a situation, that is, many people present had matched the magic sword.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
Suddenly, eleven figures landed in Yanmen Valley almost at the same time.

When Li Qian saw it, he was immediately surprised to find that there were eleven true disciples.

Not only Li Qian, everyone else was also extremely confused.

What kind of secret mission is it that requires gathering so many elite inner disciples, even eleven true disciples have been dispatched?

"Now that everyone is here, I'll make it short."

The most senior true disciple in the lead said, "The Divine Sword Sect has reached the most dangerous moment, so we have launched the plan for the continuation of the orthodoxy. As the most outstanding disciples from each class of the inner sect of the Divine Sword Sect, you are all on the list of the plan for the continuation of the orthodoxy. Next, you will follow us to evacuate the Divine Sword Sect and go to Kunwu Dao to find a place to settle down. When the situation develops, if the Divine Sword Sect falls, then you will be the seeds of the orthodoxy for the future resurgence of the Divine Sword Sect." Everyone present was in disbelief.

A plan to continue the orthodoxy?

Evacuate?

"I will not evacuate. I will live and die with the Divine Sword Sect."

A disciple immediately spoke loudly.

"That's right. Are we going to live in disgrace and watch our fellow disciples fight to the death?"

"My master, my fellow apprentices and brothers are all here with me. I won't leave."

"My master died in battle, how can I run away? I want to stay and avenge him."

Many disciples also said so.

At this critical moment, everyone should have united to resist the enemy, but they withdrew. They really couldn't get over the hurdle in their hearts.

"It's so confusing!"

The senior disciple snorted coldly, "If you can't resist, you will just sacrifice yourself in vain if you stay. If you can resist, your current strength won't be of much use. You must remember that you are not running away, you are staying here to be useful and protect our Divine Sword Sect's lineage."

"All of you follow me."

After finishing speaking, the senior disciple immediately walked towards the depths of Yanmen Valley.

The others looked at each other, but seeing that the eleven true disciples had already left, they had no choice but to follow.

Li Qian also followed in the crowd.

He didn't expect that this so-called important mission would lead to evacuation. He was actually selected into the list of the Taoist continuation plan.

I can only say it was very unexpected.

It's obviously related to the fact that he was matched with the magic sword.

It is definitely not possible to leave the Divine Sword Sect like this.

His sacrificial vessel, the Chen Bell, is still on the Chen Bell Platform.

Of course, the Chen Bell Tower has been branded with his mark, so even if it is taken away by someone, he can still sense the location of the Chen Bell.

What's more, Chen Zhong is such an ordinary thing, probably no one would pay attention to it.

But the question is, what if someone destroys the Chen Bell?
There is also Master Zhou Buping, he can't just ignore it.

So there was no way he could just walk away like that.

After all, with his current strength, he is capable of fighting even against a celestial being.

But in this situation, he can only follow the team temporarily and wait for an opportunity to escape.

Everyone came to a stone wall, and the senior master pressed lightly on a protruding stone. With a roar, a stone door slowly moved away, revealing an entrance.

Everyone present was extremely surprised. They didn't expect that there was a secret passage hidden here?
Soon, the group entered the secret passage.

After walking in the secret passage for a long time, they finally arrived at a secret room, where dozens of bulging backpacks were placed, each with a name on it.

"Each person should carry one according to the label above. The backpacks contain all kinds of important supplies of our Divine Sword Sect. Unless you encounter an extremely dangerous situation, you must not lose or abandon it."

The senior master said.

So, everyone stepped forward one by one and put on a backpack.

He also memorized one of the eleven true teachings.

Just like that, a group of sixty-three people walked out of the secret room and continued to run quickly along another passage.

This time the walk was longer.

After leaving the passage, the exit turned out to be in an extremely remote and deep valley.

The senior disciple looked back in the direction of the Divine Sword Gate.

Many disciples knelt down and kowtowed in the direction of the Divine Sword Sect, with tears rolling down their eyes.

"Walk."

The senior disciple shouted in a low voice, and immediately led everyone to evacuate quickly along the canyon.

After a long time, Li Qian was already at the end of the team.

He was always looking for an opportunity to leave the team.

As the group walked further and further away, the sky gradually darkened.

At this time, the team had already moved away from the Divine Sword Gate area, probably dozens of miles away.

"Everyone follow me. If we walk a few dozen miles ahead, we will reach the Taicang Pass leading to the Kunwu Road."

The senior master who was in the lead said.

The location of the Divine Sword Gate is very important, as it just blocks the entrance to the Kunwu Road. Therefore, if the army of Prince Luo wants to attack the Kunwu Road, they must first take over the Divine Sword Gate.

Similarly, as long as they pass through Taicangkou and enter Kunwu Road, they will be safe.

Unless the Luo Palace army invades Kunwu Road
However, the battle line of Prince Luo’s Mansion will be particularly long.

As long as King Luo is not a fool, he will never do this.

After it became completely dark, Li Qian finally found the right time and quietly left the team.

After he put the backpack on the black iron ring, he immediately took out his black cloak, put it on, then flew away and disappeared into the darkness.

He did not choose to return to the Divine Sword Sect directly.

He planned to go and see where the army of Prince Luo's Mansion was, especially the half-demon army of the Moon Worshiping Cult, whom he had to observe closely.

If he was unable to defeat the enemy, he would definitely choose to put away the Chen Zhong and run away with his master Zhou Buping.

But if there is a chance, he thinks he can still try it secretly.

Anyway, it was dark now, and he was wearing a black cloak that could conceal his breath, so it was not easy to reveal his whereabouts.

On the bank of a big river.

The river is roaring.

The icy cold wind blows on people like a cold knife.

A bald figure with few white hairs left was sitting cross-legged by the river, his body covered in blood.

In front of him, there were two figures standing, not daring to approach.

Because they knew that Xiao Wendao was at the end of his rope.

They just need to slowly wear them down to death.

There is no need to attack by force.

After all, Chen Ao, the celestial being of Xuanming Sect, died at the hands of Xiao Wendao.

The two sides have been in a standoff for a long time.

"Do you want to know how Chen Ao died?"

Xiao asked, breathing heavily, and suddenly he chuckled.

"How did you die?"

The person who spoke was an old man with a face as red as a date, wearing a Taoist robe and holding a whisk in his hand.

This person is Yang Mei Zhenren, a celestial being from Zixiao Sect.

The Taoist robe he was wearing was also tattered, and it was obvious that he had been in a fierce battle and had consumed a lot of his internal energy.

He has always been curious about how Chen Ao died at the hands of Xiao Wendao?
At that time, Xiao Wendao was severely injured by him and Chen Ao. In the end, not only did Xiao Wendao escape, but he even killed Chen Ao.

"Come here and I'll tell you"

Xiao asked and waved.

"Hmph, Old Ghost Xiao, you can't escape this time. I advise you to surrender to His Royal Highness Prince Luo, who is destined to accomplish great things."

Master Yang Mei snorted coldly.

Naturally he didn't dare to go over.

With the example of Chen Ao before him, how could he dare to take the risk?
Anyway, the longer it drags on, the more serious Xiao Wendao's injuries will be.

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