The most powerful world overlord system

Chapter 155 Chess Pieces
"What, the rise of Xianwuzong!"

Hearing the words, the mummy's eyes suddenly burst out with a bright light, and his body suddenly struggled, and he stood up from the black stone platform one step at a time.

The iron chains wrapped around his body rattled.

"boom"

And as the mummy stood up, a terrifying coercion immediately emanated from his withered body like a withered bone.

Sweeping the entire stone chamber.

Jiang Feichen was shrouded in coercion, and felt his heart tremble violently, as if a huge boulder of [-] jin was crushed down on his shoulders.

"This Lu Bai's cultivation base is so strong, even better than Leng Ren!"

Jiang Feichen was shocked.

Lu Bai was imprisoned in the stone room at the bottom of the pool for nearly 300 years, and he can still explode with such power.

If he is released and restored to the peak state, he may be able to fight Tang Jijian, the Lord of Aojian City.

"No, Xianwuzong cannot rise, otherwise there will be a catastrophe!"

Lu Bai waved his arms and was emotional, but no matter how he struggled, the iron chains binding his arms and feet remained motionless and extremely strong.

"Let the current head of Xianwuzong come to see me, and I will stop him and persuade him to disband Xianwu."

Lu Bai looked at Jiang Feichen and shouted anxiously: "Please tell the Lord of Baishan that I will definitely disband Xianwuzong and stop doing anything to Xianwuzong. In the past 500 years, too many disciples of Xianwuzong have died. too much!"

Lu Bai bent his knees and knelt down on the stone platform, screaming miserably and crying endlessly.

It's just that not a drop of water enters for 300 years, even a drop of tears is a delusion!

"I see that your cultivation base is at least at the peak of spiritual fusion, and you have been locked in the stone room for nearly 300 years. Don't you have any resentment in your heart?

As the former head teacher of Xianwu, can you really ignore the 500-year blood feud of Xianwuzong? "

Jiang Feichen looked at Lu Bai calmly, and said, "With your current cultivation, even if you lose to the Lord of Baishan City, you can at least have the strength to fight. Where did you go with your courage!"

"The Lord of Baishan City? Hahaha, if it is really just Baishan City, I can move Xianwuzong to Chitiecheng. My brother Lu Chuan is old with the Lord of Shenaxe, so he will definitely protect my Xianwuzong!"

Hearing this, Lu Bai shook his head and smiled sadly: "If one day you are promoted to the top of Baishan City and eventually become the city lord, you will know the truth behind my Immortal Martial Sect!"

"So, you know who is behind everything!"

Jiang Feichen frowned.

"The mastermind behind it!"

Lu Bai was taken aback when he heard the words, his expression suddenly changed, he looked at Jiang Feichen again, and said in surprise: "You are not sent by Baishancheng, who are you?"

"Jiang Feichen, a descendant of the Immortal Martial Sect, pays homage to the Patriarch!"

Jiang Feichen stood upright, bowing to Lu Bai in salute.

"You said you are a descendant of Xianwu?"

Lu Bai couldn't believe it, and was extremely alert: "You can't prove it with empty words!"

"The inheritance of Xianwuzong 500 years ago is now lost. If the ancestor asked me to issue a sect token, I really have no way to prove it!"

Jiang Feichen shook his head helplessly. The Immortal Martial Sect has gone through hardships. In Jiang Feichen's generation, there is nothing valuable left in the entire sect. There are no sect tokens left.

"Since I can't prove it, how can I believe you!"

Lu Bai sneered: "Although the old man has been imprisoned for 300 years, his mind is still not confused!"

"Then this small lock, can the Patriarch recognize it?"

Jiang Feichen's heart moved, and he took out the small lock of the magic weapon realm hidden in his chest.

This small lock is very mottled, it is the only thing left by the master before his death, it is extremely ordinary.

If it is thrown on the ground, no one will take a second look.

If Jiang Feichen hadn't been a human being in two lifetimes, with a powerful mind and soul, and activated the Divine Weapon Realm, this little lock would have remained silent for many years.

Therefore, Jiang Feichen was not sure whether Lu Bai had seen this lock 300 years ago, when the Xianwu Sect was strong.

"It turned out to be this small lock!"

Unexpectedly, when Lu Bai saw the small lock in Jiang Feichen's hand, his guarded expression was greatly reduced, and the look of nostalgia in his eyes slowly rose.

"300 years ago, my elder brother and I returned from the Red Iron Realm and decided to rebuild Xianwu. When cleaning up the sundries in the sect, my elder brother found this small lock in a small broken box, and gave it to a person beside him. Sword Attendant Boy!"

Lu Bai's voice trembled, and he looked far away, as if he had returned to many years ago.

"Unexpectedly, Xianwu experienced civil strife. I was trapped in the stone chamber for 300 years, and I could still see this thing. It's a pity that Xianwuzong has long been a different person!"

Lu Bai sighed, his voice full of silence.

"The past is like smoke, the civil strife 300 years ago was not all due to the patriarch, the patriarch does not need to blame himself!" Jiang Feichen comforted him slowly.

"So, you are the current head teacher of the Immortal Martial Sect!" Lu Bai asked.

"Yes, it has been two years since I took over as head teacher of Xianwuzong!" Jiang Feichen nodded.

"What a pity, what a pity!"

Hearing this, Lu Bai once again sighed with regret: "You are only seventeen years old, and you have raised your cultivation level to the late stage of the eighth stage of foundation building. It is already a rare thing, but it is a pity that you are from the Immortal Martial Sect. I am afraid that you will never have the chance to be promoted to Fuling Spirit!"

"I also ask Patriarch to tell me who is behind the scenes of monitoring and manipulating my Xianwuzong!"

"The real behind-the-scenes master comes from the Upper Realm. Baishan City is just a pawn they arranged in the Wuxu Realm!"

Lu Bai shook his head: "As for the true identity of the mastermind behind the scenes, and their entanglement with Xianwuzong, I don't know. In the Wuxu Realm, the only person who can really know about this is the Lord of Baishan City!"

"The Lord of Baishan City?" Jiang Feichen nodded and made a note secretly.

"Jiang Feichen, don't think about revenge. Don't mention the mastermind from the upper realm. The Lord of Baishan, who is only one of the nine cities of Wuxu, is not the little Xianwuzong who can deal with it!"

Lu Bai looked at Jiang Feichen, paused and said, "If I'm not mistaken, the rise of Xianwuzong shouldn't take more than a year!"

"The patriarch guessed right, the rise of the Immortal Martial Sect was indeed less than a year old!"

"Jiang Feichen, listen to my advice, you return to Xianwuzong immediately, leave a letter, disband Xianwuzong, and then set off overnight, don't see anyone, only one person flees far away, you and Xianwuzong, maybe there is still a glimmer of life!"

Lu Bai said anxiously: "I will teach you all I have learned all my life, as well as the "Heavenly Demon Body Refining Technique". After you get the inheritance, if you want to open up a school, you must change your name and surname. Immortals will not mention immortals anymore. Wu!"

"Leave only letters?"

Jiang Feichen was taken aback when he heard that.

Lu Bai persuaded him to disband Xianwu, he was not surprised, but it is a bit exaggerated not to be able to see even close relatives.

"You think my approach is a bit too much, it's because you don't know what I've been through!"

Lu Bai said in a deep voice: "I can tell you clearly that among the closest people around you, there is a dark chess arrangement in Baishan City, and there is definitely more than one person.

And if he doesn't show up, you'll never know his true identity! "

(End of this chapter)