My apprentices are all bosses

Chapter 587
You must know that Lin Beichen has never been a soft-hearted person. This time there are so many scumbags who betrayed Beichenzong, and there must be a liquidation!
In this way, he restricted the number of Beichenzong's entrants, undoubtedly telling the people in the world that Beichenzong deeply hates this kind of betrayal!
"Have you heard that by killing those betrayed families, we can exchange for certain points, so that we can send outstanding children in the family to practice in Beichenzong!"

"Yes, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Before, only those big families were eligible to enter the Beichen Sect and meet Sect Master Lin, but now we can too!"

"There are too many families who have betrayed Beichenzong this time, and we will fill in the positions they vacated."

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Many sects and families who wanted to join Beichen Sect but were rejected received the news one by one.

For them, joining the Beichen Sect is not only an honor, but also allows the outstanding children of the family to become divine dragons above the nine heavens, so there is a slight possibility...

The martial arts world has a history of thousands of years. Since the written records of Zhou and Qin, there have been Qi refiners, alchemists and others. Those people are ancient warriors.

However, those warriors, in order to please the emperor, often use some techniques of Danzhuan to cover up their true thoughts, so as to achieve their goal of occupying the treasured land of geomantic omen.

In other words, after thousands of years of changes in the pattern, the geomantic treasures in China, the places with the most aura, have already been occupied by those big clans and big sects!
With aura, there will naturally be an endless stream of talents, the strong will become stronger, and the weak will become weaker.

And those families lacking spiritual energy, without monopolizing resources in their hands, will not be able to get along in the martial arts world at all.

The Changsheng Pavilion is a good example. In the void of Penglai Xiandao, they have incorporated the aura of hundreds of miles around the island into this space.

Among them, the richness of aura is not even inferior to that of the martial arts world!
Moreover, compared to the Wujie, the avenue in the space where the Changsheng Pavilion is located is also more complete.

Ten days later, Penglai Xiandao.

Old Sword God, Li Buhuan, Ye Tiangang, and Sun Feixue brought the Beichenzong army to the void where the Changsheng Pavilion was located.

These large armies, not only those from Beichenzong, but also those families who had been persecuted by the Five Decays of Heaven and Man, all sent people here.

The momentum was huge and shocked the whole world.

If Lin Beichen also comes, the appeal will probably be even more terrifying, but Lin Beichen is currently rushing to the Valley of the Wolf God, hoping to obtain the secret treasure of the werewolf clan from the Valley of the Wolf God.

Penglai Xiandao, within the space of Changsheng Pavilion.

What made them feel weird was that there was not a single person in the entire space, and there were ruins everywhere, and the pure spiritual energy was also completely lost.

"Too bad, it seems that the people from the Changsheng Pavilion have already fled. They destroyed everything here and don't leave it to us at all."

Li Buhuan frowned, and said with a chill in his eyes: "This group of old guys, I don't know how many years they have lived, I didn't expect them to abandon their lair so decisively!"

"I really didn't expect that it would be difficult to find them now." Ye Tiangang sighed, and when he came to the ruined walls, he found some jade bottles and pills everywhere.

Many of them were unopened, and there were even several batches of pills, but the fires were not extinguished.

Obviously, the Changsheng Pavilion was evacuated in such a hurry that they didn't have time to take these away. After all, the Changsheng Pavilion has a profound and terrifying foundation for hundreds of years.

"Search here and sort out all the elixirs. There may be an antidote for the five declines of heaven and man among them."

Sun Feixue also had a gloomy face on her pretty face, and ordered the disciples of the Changsheng Pavilion to tidy up all these pills.

As for herself, she followed the old sword god to the depths of the Changsheng Pavilion.

Compared with the outside world, Changsheng Pavilion's architectural style is Han and Tang style. The buildings are built high and grand, like palaces.

Although most of the buildings were destroyed, there are still many buildings that have not had time to be demolished.

"The tower actually flowed down. If I guessed correctly, this should be a treasure."

The old sword god stepped in the air and came to the nine-story exquisite pagoda next to a small lake, showing a horrified expression.

"Quasi-holy artifact!"

Sensing the fluctuation of the nine-story pagoda, even the well-informed old sword god was amazed.

"I'm going, I didn't expect it to be a quasi-holy artifact. This tower is so big, it must consume a lot of materials, and it is much more precious than ordinary sacred artifacts."

Li Buhuan walked around the tower twice, then shook his head and smiled wryly: "I guess when they built this tower, they didn't expect this day. This tower is too big for them to take away."

"I'm afraid our biggest harvest this time is it. Although it is only a quasi-spiritual weapon, its value is estimated to exceed ten holy weapons!"

The old sword god finally decided not to go in first, and then go in together after Lin Beichen arrived.

They are looking around in this space, and surprises often appear.

"Look, this place seems to be a pool for washing swords."

Ye Tiangang came to a small lake with a radius of fifty or sixty feet beside the small pagoda, looked at the stone tablet engraved with the three characters Xijianchi, and said in surprise.

"What is the Sword Washing Pond? Senior Sword God." Sun Feixue asked curiously with her head held high.

The old sword god walked over, looked at the stele, and said with a bright smile: "This time Beichenzong really made a fuss, even I, as the old palace master of Shushan Sword Palace, am a little envious!"

"Ah? What do you mean by this senior?"

Li Buhuan asked curiously.

"Xianjian Pool is the place where swords are tempered when casting swords. It also has a name, Shen Jian Pool!"

"In some sects that have been passed down since ancient times, the weapons of the disciples, elders, and the suzerain are all self-sufficient. This lake specially used to temper weapons has grown over time, and the water has a special spirituality!"

"In order to use this kind of spirituality to cultivate new swords, the warriors of the sect will throw their old weapons into the sinking sword pool. If I guess correctly, there should be tens of thousands of weapons at the bottom of this pool."

As the old sword god said, he sighed and said, "The foundation of the Changsheng Pavilion is simply beyond my imagination, it is really too profound."

"Even my Shushan Sword Palace, after hundreds of years of inheritance, is only one-third of it."

He was filled with emotion, this time it was indeed Beichenzong's battle to establish a sect, and if he lost, everything would be wiped out. At the same time, the righteous forces in China's martial arts world would suffer a huge blow.

It can be said without underestimation that the Chinese martial arts world will be plunged into darkness for 50 years, and spend 50 long years under the haze of Japan!

However, Lin Beichen rewrote all of this, and Beichenzong won under the circumstances that almost everyone was not optimistic about!

If you win, you will enjoy the fruits of victory and get the relics and treasures of these losers.

"Don't underestimate them, these are the foundation of the sect, and Beichenzong lacks such foundation."

The old sword god warned.

(End of this chapter)