A woodcutter who came into the city to sell firewood passed by, and when he saw this scene, he said sympathetically: eating meat is the nature of a tiger, and this is not its fault.

In the middle of the night, the tiger was dying, and the woodcutter passed by the sleepy tiger land again. When he saw that the tiger was about to die, and the guard beside him was dozing off, he moved forward with compassion and opened the door of the iron cage. Who would have guessed that the tiger, who had been hungry for days and nights as soon as he was released from the cage, jumped out and bit the woodcutter in one bite.

As he was about to die, the woodcutter suddenly realized, and said:

It turns out that I feel sorry for the tiger because it is not me that he eats.

This short biography, don't know who it came from, was widely circulated in the sect during the faction battle a thousand years ago, and almost everyone is familiar with it. After the goodwill faction is weak, it is often used to ridicule by the slave demon faction.

The disciples who were leading the team were mocking and citing the common scriptures. The pale face of the disciple named "Fang Ying" immediately turned red, and he couldn't make a sound.

His reaction caused a burst of laughter from the people around him, and one of them said loudly, "Senior Brother Yang Qing, you are too worthy of this coward, let alone let him go down and come into close contact with the thousands of flood dragons underneath, he just looks at it like that. I'm about to pee my pants... Hahaha, who doesn't know that he is the one with the least slashing of turtles and turtles in Zongmen's Yanwu?"

The others laughed even harder.

Everyone seems to have found a vent to divert the horror and the fear of seeing the real situation in Yanglong Pond with their own eyes.

"I just said, he shouldn't have been brought into our Tingyun Peak in the first place," one person sneered, "this guy is no different from the woodcutter who feels the tiger is pitiful until the tiger eats his head, so he should be thrown into the Chang Yufeng will go."

The "Chang Yufeng" in his mouth is one of the few remaining good-will groups in the Royal Beast Sect.

"Chang Yufeng's people are over there. Here!" The speaker pursed his lips to the side, "Fang Sissy, why don't you hurry up and get over there."

Where he indicated, there were 20 or 30 Chang Yufeng disciples with flowing clouds thorns on their sleeves, and the leader was a woman who tied a ponytail with a red rope. Different from everyone in Ting Yunfeng here, none of Chang Yu Fengmai's disciples talked or laughed, all of them silently and solemnly looked at the Dragon Raising Pond below.

It wasn't until someone mentioned that the leader, Senior Sister Chang Yufeng, glanced coldly here.

"Go. Go."

The disciples of Ting Yunfeng were still booing, not knowing who was still waving their sleeves, pinched a wind formula, and pushed Fang Ying hard.

He staggered a bit, and even the vermilion bird he brought with him almost fell from the sky. The cold-faced Senior Sister Chang Yufeng flicked her fingers to disperse the strong wind that swept up out of thin air, and said coldly, "Mu Shi, don't go too far!"

"Where are we going too far?" Ting Yunfeng's team of disciples straightened their sleeves and laughed, "Is it because you are too angry today? I heard today that someone went to law enforcement to inquire about the criminal's past. In Qing's case, I even went to the library and borrowed Zongmen's map..." His eyes stayed on the increasingly cold face of Senior Sister Chang Yufeng, "What? This person can't be you. Bar?"

Senior Sister Chang Yufeng stared at him coldly.

Amid the tension, there was another roar in the direction of Yanglong Pond.

Eight slowly moving mountain peaks crashed down to the pre-set places, and the copper mesh was completely unfolded. The vague accumulations in the sky seemed to be in harmony with something in the dark, and it boiled with it. Lightning shuttled through the clouds, and the white light made the whole land of mountains, seas and rivers where the master of the Royal Beast Sect was flickering.

It is said in ancient books: the dragon travels out of the clouds, the thunder and lightning are intertwined, and the water vapor boils.

Although Jiao was not considered a real dragon, there were too many of them, and the opening of the Dragon Raising Pond was no worse than that of a real dragon going out of the abyss.

The changes in Yanglong Pond calmed down a friction that was about to erupt. Both Chang Yufeng and Ting Yunfeng’s disciples hurriedly drove Zhuniao to fly down and follow the orders they received in advance to guard the Great Dragon Pond. Several holes related to the array. When flying down, a disciple at the end of Chang Yufeng's team suddenly said, "Why are you here?"

When the rest of Chang Yufeng's disciples turned around, they saw Fang Ying nervously grabbing Zhu Niao's feathers, blushing and following behind them.

"I, I..." he stumbled, "I don't want to be with them."

The more he spoke in a lower voice, the less confident he became.

"Don't be afraid that they will get angry, just follow if you want." Senior Sister glanced at him and said coldly.

"I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid." Fang Ying was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "They didn't like me in the first place, and usually no one would talk to me..."

Senior Sister nodded slightly and looked away: "Don't be left behind, there are formations around Yanglong Pond."

"Ah, okay okay."

Fang Ying was overjoyed and followed carefully at the back of the team.

"Really let that guy follow? Senior Sister." A female disciple asked in a low voice, "I heard that he is a famous trash of Ting Yunfeng..."

"At least it's better than other guys who aren't even human." Senior Sister said coldly. She looked down at the turbid lake flowing into the Haijiang River. The flesh and bones in the lake rose and fell, and the stench was foul. There was a trace of disgust in her eyes, "At least he knows that what caused all this..."

She stopped talking, unwilling to say any more.

The female disciple was silent for a moment, then lowered her voice even lower: "Senior sister, the people who came back from Guhai were all under house arrest in the name of recuperating...Last night, I secretly followed your instructions. Sneaked into the residence of Deacon Mu who was delivering the letter to Elder Gu Qingshui, and saw..."

"Shh."

Senior Sister vigilantly put her index finger to her lips.

The female disciple stopped immediately.

In the sky, several Liu Guang passed by.

It's the elders.

As the water vapor boiled, a swift swept past and brushed the sleeves of the elder sister. A small bamboo tube fell into her hand. Swift broke through the mist and flew to the cliff not far away. When it stopped on the branch, the people from Changyu Peak had also landed at the foot of one of the Eight Trigram Peaks, dispersed and started to execute orders.