I Just Want To Slack off In Cultivation

Chapter 1010 4: The Position Of Sect Master

Nine luminaries mountain.

Cizhou.

The base of the demonic path.

As the wind blew, charcoal, blood, rancid, sweet ... All kinds of mixed smells assailed their noses, making them feel nauseated.

The protective array was covered in cracks, as if it could not hold on any longer and would burst like a bubble.

The houses near the edge had been completely shattered, and they were evenly spread on the ground. Among the remains, traces of blood and limbs could be seen from time to time.

Outside the formation, corpses were everywhere, and blood was flowing.

Several layers of the ground were cut off.

On the scorched land with a glazed texture, there were several places burning with inextinguishable spiritual fire and filled with poisonous fog that could not be blown away by strong winds.

The evil cult disciples who were forced out of the formation to clean up the battlefield trembled with fear as they walked around. From time to time, they would pick up some bones, corpse pieces, or storage bags that could still be used as materials ...

In the sky, the battle had just stopped, and the chaotic atmosphere had not calmed down.

The strong wind, snow rain, and flames intertwined into a ball, ever-changing.

The great Pagoda token, the heaven born sect's leader, and su Lijing stood in the air with their brows tightly furrowed.

Just now, the crazy demon foreign races in the eternal night desert suddenly attacked the formation, and even a group of divine Dao seniors who had been imprisoned in the crossing disaster abyss participated. Not long after, pseudo Dao cultivators attacked!

In this battle, the losses of the three sects "low level disciples were extremely heavy.

A few Dao integration stage Grand elders were also severely injured!

The eternal night desert was very far away from the nine luminaries mountain. The reason for the descent of the foreign demonic tribe in the eternal night desert aside, the essence of this matter alone showed that the person sleeping in the eternal night desert was on the verge of awakening!

However, this matter had already been taken care of by the patriarchs of the various large sects, so there was no need for the juniors to worry about it.

Thinking of this, Su Li Jing immediately said,"In this battle, our sect has suffered heavy losses and needs to count immediately. I'll take my leave."

With that, he left.

"The sacred cult has also suffered countless casualties. Great Pagoda token, farewell," said Ji mang, the heaven born sect's sect master.

In the sky, the only remaining Great Pagoda token frowned. It then turned into a ray of light and flew towards the camp of the reincarnation tower.

At the camp of the Zhong gang sect.

The palace hung high in the air and was covered in a faint blood-red light. All of its defensive measures had been activated.

The main hall.

The clan heads of the Zhen Shi su clan, Fu Guang Sihong clan, and Jiu Ali clan stood at the bottom of the steps with their sleeves folded, their expressions serious.

At this moment, su Lijing's figure suddenly appeared and sat on the throne at the head of the table.

Seeing that the three family heads were all here, he immediately ordered, " "Leave the nine luminaries mountain and return to the sect!"

At this moment, su Lijing had no time to truly count what losses he had suffered. In fact, he didn't even have the heart to arrange for others to do it for him. In this battle, the one who had suffered the greatest loss was himself!

One of his incarnations had been cut down, and PEI Ling had already escaped from his sight.

Now that the Grandmaster of "netherblood" was not in seclusion, the Li clan would definitely not let go of this opportunity.

He had to hurry back to the sect to make arrangements and minimize his losses!

"PEI Ling doesn't need to return to the sect to be able to transmit the entire sequence of events to the Li clan."

"The sect master's position is definitely going to be lost."

"But it can't fall into the hands of the Li clan so quickly ..."

"Before the Li clan revolts, we'll give up our position to the Sihong clan!"

"By the way, hand the [ mah?k? Yapa scroll ] to Sihong Qingqian. With her cultivation, she will definitely be able to find a way to break it. Or even counter."

"If PEI Ling dares to make a move on Sihong again, he'll definitely die!"

Thinking of this, Su Li was just about to leave when li wujiu suddenly said,"Sect master, my daughter and PEI Ling's whereabouts are suddenly unknown. I wonder if sect master knows where they went?"

Li Wushang looked at Su Li Jing with a cold gaze.

After the battle ended, he turned the entire campsite upside down, but he could not find PEI Ling and moon Hunter. Instead, in the direction that his attendants had taken them, he found a large number of corpses of foreign crazed demons, as well as traces of their fight. However, all the clues were gathered in a broken room in the nine ah Palace.

Then, the intermittent aura seemed to point outside the formation.

At the moment, he was still not sure what exactly had happened, but the one who wanted to deal with PEI Ling the most now was the SU Li Sutra!

Hence, he suspected that during the battle earlier, the sect master had taken advantage of the chaos to attack PEI Ling.

"I don't know!" Su Li Jing indifferently replied.

"Do you dare to make the great vow of the heart's devil, sect master?" li wujiu asked.

When su Lijing heard this, his gaze turned slightly cold. He then said in a dense voice,"Li wujiu, you must remember that no matter what I have done, I am still the sect master of the sage sect!"

&Quot; from the ordinary disciples to the heads of your three families, the entire Sage sect must listen to my orders! &Quot;

"The ancestral master didn't say anything. No one is qualified to give me an order!"

Li Wushang's heart sank when he heard this.

Su Li Jing's words were equivalent to admitting that he had attacked PEI Ling.

He took a deep breath and said coldly, " "The Li clan will definitely report this matter to patriarch 'netherblood'!"

Su Lijing's face was expressionless. PEI Ling had already escaped, and this matter could not be hidden. However, he was still the head of a sect. No matter how angry the Grandmaster was, he couldn't really kill him!

And if he took the initiative to compensate with enough resources, there was still a chance to be lenient ...

Thinking of this, su Lijing calmly said,"That'll have to be after the Grandmaster returns from the eternal night desert."

At this point, both parties had already shed all pretenses of cordiality. Li wujiu did not say anything more and turned to leave.

Su Li Jing's figure also disappeared from the throne.

Su qianya and Si hongjue looked at each other. Then, si hongjue smiled as if the matter had nothing to do with him and also left.

However, su qianya frowned. Because of his own son, su zhenhe, he had always found PEI Ling an eyesore.

But now, PEI Ling's wings were growing, and not long ago, he had been personally summoned by the Grandmaster of the netherblood clan. He did not want to get involved in this matter because of a small grudge from the past.

As such, su qianya also silently walked out of the palace.

In the back hall of the palace.

In a Palace that was decorated as a study.

There was a set of tables and chairs made of spirit wood on the tall bookshelves.

The figure of Su Li Jing suddenly appeared.

He pulled out a chair and sat down. Then, he took out a long, light brown scroll from his storage bag. There was not a word on it, only countless tiny blood threads that were moving slowly like living things.

This was rhinoceros paper. He and Si hongqing each held a copy. The last time they contacted each other, they had used this.

Compared to a voice transmission talisman that could be used over long distances, the rhinoceros paper could ignore most of the restrictions and barriers. It was much more reliable to use than a voice transmission talisman.

At this moment, with a thought, the Four Treasures of the Study on the table immediately flew up by themselves. The spirit ink jumped into the ink stone of its own accord and began to grind.

After a while, the ink became thicker. The purple hair flew into the air and into his hand.

Su Lijing held the brush and quickly wrote on the spirit paper, &Quot; Madam, I need a lot of resources now. I can use the position of sect master to exchange for them! &Quot;