Xie Yun gave a "uh": "It should be that the young master is vain, and he probably piled on the medicine pill."

It is too exaggerated to go through more than a dozen rounds, and it is not all the reason why the master is strong.

The younger disciple hesitated for a moment: "I heard from the elders that the Yinyue Sect and the Qiankun Sect are still relatives by marriage, and it is not easy to tear their faces, so I always persuade the young master to forget it."

Ying Baiye sighed softly.

Xie Yun did not speak.

The only high-level cultivator that the Yinyue Sect can handle is Lu Zhuoyu, but the Qiankun Sect has dozens of cultivators in the distraction period, which is naturally much stronger than that of the Yinyue Sect.

After all, no matter how strong Lu Zhuoyu is, he can’t do it with ten. In order to maintain the illusion of peace, the Silver Moon Sect will acquiesce to the marriage of young and qualified disciples with the inner disciples of the Qiankun Sect. As a result, the Silver Moon Sect cannot retain outstanding disciples. The disciples who support the gate, the more they want to be low-lying and become a small dependent sect.

Rong Cheng mentioned these situations before.

Several sect masters of the Silver Moon Sect violated the rules and sent the outstanding disciples from the sect to marry for the sake of temporary peace and stability.

Most of these disciples are gifted. Although they have a furnace physique, their treatment in the marriage sect is not bad. The marriage sect will also cut off these disciples' contacts with the Silver Moon Sect. The Yinyue Sect's health has cooled down.

This process does not even take a year, because the disciples who were sent away have only lived in the Silver Moon Sect for a few months, so naturally there is no deep friendship.

Generations of outstanding disciples are the key to holding up the portal. No matter how brilliant the genius is, it can only shine for a while. Whether it is a failure to cross the calamity or a successful ascension, it will not stay in the cultivation world for a long time. Younger monks are needed to take the place of the older generation.

When the Hidden Moon Sect changed its name to the Silver Moon Sect, it also had great popularity, but unfortunately the disciples who took over were not as good as the next generation, and the Silver Moon Sect declined again.

The Qiankun Sect did not ask the Yinyue Sect for cultivation resources such as the Spirit Stone Pill, Medicine, and Magical Artifacts.

This is the key to Master's hatred for Qiankun Sect, because what Qiankun Sect ate is the future of Silver Moon Sect.

Ying Baiye said: "Since this is the case, why does the young master still stay in the Silver Moon Sect?"

The younger disciple said: "I know this! Our young master actually became famous very early. He left the Silver Moon Sect to practice outside the body when he was very young. He did not return to the Silver Moon Sect until he reached the peak of his out-of-body practice, and soon he was promoted to the distraction stage. She is a high-level cultivator, and Qiankun Sect still wants to win over the young master, so naturally he doesn't want to admit that he offends her too much."

A sect master who was so cowardly that he sent his disciples out for marriage, also gritted his teeth and hid Lu Zhuoyu, saving the last spark for this sect.

No, not exactly the last point, there is Rong Cheng.

An amazing alchemist is even more attractive than a sword cultivator like Shizun.

Because an alchemist is the resource itself.

"But this time the young master killed the young master of the Qiankun Sect, I am afraid..."

The younger disciple sighed deeply, and he shook it in Ying Baiye's hand: "I really hope that the young master can win. The young master is different from other monks. They treat us low-level monks as human beings. "

While speaking, the three of them could see the Silver Moon Sect's sect from a distance.

Xie Yun patted Ying Baiye, and the two landed on a gentle slope in the eyes of the younger disciple who didn't know what to do.

The younger disciple scratched his head: "Senior?"

Xie Yun handed out a shuttle boat: "Go back first."

The younger disciple thought he had done something wrong, and said in a trembling voice, "I said everything I know..."

Xie Yun waved his hand: "I know, the Silver Moon Sect is ahead. It's not safe for you to go. Go back with the shuttle boat. This shuttle boat is driven by spirit stones, so don't come back when you arrive at Tianxiangmen."

The younger disciple immediately understood what Xie Yun said—it seems that even the two seniors are not completely sure that they can retreat.

He took the shuttle boat and nodded with red eyes: "Yes."

He stood on the gentle slope and watched Xie Yun disappear into the twilight.

The Yinyue Sect has been surrounded by the Qiankun Sect, and the distracted monks of the Qiankun Sect are hanging in the air, staring at the main entrance of the Yinyue Sect.

It is impossible for Qiankun Sect to come out for the Silver Moon Sect. About half of the monks still stay in the Qiankun Sect. At this moment, there are only six distracted monks guarding in front of the Silver Moon Sect.

The six cultivators in the distraction period clearly took advantage of the number of people, but at this moment they huddled together like a ghost, not daring to step forward.

The gate of Yinyue Sect was closed tightly, Lu Zhuoyu held the evil killer in hand, and the high-altitude wind swept up Lu Zhuoyu's jacket. She hugged a person in her arms and snuggled close to Lu Zhuoyu's neck.

In front of the stone tablet of the Silver Moon Sect, there are dozens of dead corpses.

A yellow-robed cultivator of Qiankun Sect clutched his wound and said sternly: "Lu Zhuoyu, you are a sword cultivator, how long can you last alone?!"

"I advise you to apologize to yourself! Merge the Yinyue Sect into my Qiankun Sect, so that you can keep your disciples!"

"If you step down the Silver Moon Sect today, you are the eternal sinner of the Silver Moon Sect!"

The yellow-robed cultivator coughed and was about to shout again when a sharp sword wind passed through his chest. He knew where he was covering his heart, and a small ice flower poked out along his fingers, and the flower bud opened and exposed. Bright red stamens.

The yellow-robed cultivator looked at the blood in his hands in disbelief.

A voice came from behind: "Who said she was alone?"

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The long wind swept up the floating aura of blood, and Lu Zhuoyu stood in front of the mountain gate of the Silver Moon Sect, holding Rong Cheng, who seemed to be asleep, in his arms.

Ying Baiye tore the barrier apart, and the two landed in front of the Silver Moon Sect while the Qiankun Sect cultivator was surprised.

Xie Yun took two steps forward and put his fingers on Rong Cheng's pulse - although it was weak, it beat steadily and peacefully.

He lowered his head, pressed his forehead lightly against Rong Cheng's cheek, and felt his sister's breath slowly passing by; then he closed his eyes and felt his heartbeat calm down again.