Chapter 467 White Mei's real worries

The blood waves outside Panlong Valley were higher for a while, and just a few hours later, the blood gushing from the ground flooded Panlong Valley, turning the whole Mount Emei into a bloody ocean.

Countless mortals in the village at the foot of the mountain were submerged by the blood, but Dan Chenzi's heart was like a rock, just standing quietly in the air and watching with cold eyes.

"Emei disciple, hurry to gather at the golden top!" The words of Baimei Zhenren suddenly came from the empty blue sky. Dan Chenzi and others waiting outside Panlong Valley suddenly turned into swords and soared to the sky and abandoned this place that had been guarded for 50 years without regret.

"Big brother..... Hello, big brother..."

Outside the golden roof of Mount Emei is full of Qionglou Yuyu, and tens of thousands of disciples stood outside the Emei Hall to salute Dan Chenzi and 300 elite disciples.

Fifty years have passed, and Mount Emei has not been recruiting disciples in recent years. However, Mount Emei is still the largest faction in Shushan, and after 50 years of precipitation, it is also the great progress of the disciples.

Dan Chenzi nodded gently with everyone's greetings, stood outside the hall and took a deep breath, and his eyes swept over the disciples.

"It feels so good to come back!" Dan Chenzi straightened his hat and armor on his head and strode into the Emei Hall.

"Disciple Dan Chenzi, meet Master!" After entering the hall, Danchenzi knelt down on one knee and raised his eyes to see the still-like face of the white-browed real person in the hall, and the seven sons in the clouds sitting in the void on both sides of the hall.

"Seven sons in the clouds have met the big brother!" After Dan Chenzi saluted, the seven sons in the cloud also bowed their heads and greeted the elder brother of the Emei faction.

"Well, Youquan is about to leave the gate. You don't have to do these false gifts!" The white eyebrows floating in the air waved his hand, but his face was full of smiles when he looked at Dan Chenzi.

"Dan Chenzi, you have made great progress in Taoism for 300 years, and you are a model for the young generation of Mount Emei. And over the past 50 years, you have been closely guarding the blood hole, which is even more important. Now I have appointed you as the 18th head of the Emei School as the 17th head of the Emei School, and the future of my Emei School will be handed over to you after the disaster of heaven and earth!"

Bai Mei's loud voice was in the hall, and the disciples waiting outside were also heard it.

"Big brother is the next generation of leaders!" A disciple said excitedly to his companions.

"Isn't that nonsense! Big brother is the first master of the young generation of my Emei faction, and of course he will be the leader in the future! If the eldest brother can't be the leader, you can still sit here!" This man's companion looked at him with idiotic eyes and almost wrote five big words 'I don't know you' on his face.

People outside are talking a lot, and even the seven sons in the clouds in the hall are all red. The seven sons in the cloud can imagine that as long as Dan Chenzi is the leader, his seven people will not be the seven sons in the cloud, but the seven in the clouds of Mount Emei!

"Master, I only hope that you can live forever and always lead Emei!" Dan Chenzi's eyes also flashed with joy, but 50 years of experience still calmed him down and said respectfully to Bai Meizhen.

"Emei sent fire from generation to generation. I'm old. This disaster of heaven and earth is a human disaster. I can't be with you for the rest of my life!"

Bai Meizhen listened to the comments outside and nodded with satisfaction after hearing everyone supporting Dan Chenzi. Then looking at Dan Chenzi and the seven sons in the clouds in the hall, he also seemed to see the future of Mount Emei.

The disaster of the Youquan Demon King is a human disaster, and this disaster of heaven and earth should be on Youquan, which shows that this disaster is a human disaster.

There are three kinds of disasters in heaven and earth, namely the disaster of heaven, the disaster of earth and the disaster of man.

This disaster is a disaster of heaven, which often collapses and reappears chaos, which is the destruction of heaven and earth.

The disaster of the earth is caused by Tianwei, and the mountains and rivers often shift and rivers flow backwards. It is an opportunity, and also a time of reshuffling the world pattern. It is a world of great struggle.

And the last human disaster is often caused by one person and will also fall by one person. For example, the current Youquan Demon King, today's disaster is caused by the Youquan Demon King. If the Youquan Demon King dies, this disaster will fall. On the contrary, if the Youquan Demon King gains power, it will be time for the major factions in Emei and Shushan world to fall apart.

"The momentum of Youquan Demon King is so great that he hasn't come out yet. After the end of this human disaster, I don't know how many sects we can survive!"

Just as Baimei was thinking about the future of Mount Emei, the golden light in the hall suddenly appeared. Xie Jinguang finally condensed into a group of figures in scaves and appeared in the hall.

"Amitabha! Zen master Xiaoyue, I have seen Baimei Zhenren!" After Jin Guang dispersed, Zen Master Xiaoyue appeared in the hall, put his hands together, and chanted a Buddha's name with more than a dozen monks behind him.

"I've met the master!" Dan Chenzi and the seven sons in the cloud returned the salute one after another, while the white-mei real person seemed a little uncertain.

"Zen Master Xiaoyue, Master Hongchen is too..." Bai Meizhen wanted to say something but stopped, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't say it.

Looking at Baimei's real face, Master Xiaoyue smiled and replied, "Master Hongchen was summoned by my Buddha, and he died three years ago!"

"Dead!" Baimei was shocked when he heard the sound. Now the Youquan is coming, and there are only a few people in the world of Shushan who can compete with the Youquan Demon King. Among them, the leader of the Qingcheng School was 100 years ago, and Master Arc Yue was relieved in Kunlun Mountain. Now that the red dust master is too lonely, Bai Meizhen doesn't know what to say.

Which of these old monsters is not the existence of longevity for ten thousand years? You have to die at this time! Two words, pit!

Hearing the death of Bai Mei, Zen Master Xiaoyue shook his head and laughed; "Master Hongchen has struggled all sentient beings all his life, and now it is also a blessing for us to practice Buddhism!"

"When did this bald donkey play here!" After listening to Zen Master Xiaoyue's explanation, Bai Meizhen felt helpless. Originally, in his idea, the three of them joined hands, but 60% of the unintentional Zhenjun also made me fight against Youquan Demon King. But now that the Red Dust Master is too dead, the variables are big. Don't talk about the future now, even if you keep the fate of Mount Emei.

Baimei has been practicing for thousands of years, and now he is the master of Mount Emei. He has a lot to think about, not only the upcoming battle between good and evil, but also Emei's position after the battle of good and evil and how to take advantage of the rise of other sects.

The Emei School is the largest faction in the world of Shushan. Once it has been defeated with the Youquan Demon King, where to go is a big problem. You should know that there are many sects that have shocked the world in history, but now there are several that can last forever!

As soon as he saw the expression of Baimei Zhenren, Zen Master Xiaoyue knew Baimei Zhenren's concerns and hurriedly said softly, "The real person doesn't have to worry about it. Youquan is about to come out of the gate. Lao Na immediately brought more than a dozen highly cultivated disciples and the golden dragon Buddha seal, the treasure of Wutaishan Town. I, Wutai Mountain, will advance and retreat together with the real people and Emei. The mountain is alive, and the mountain will die!"

"The mountain is in the mountains, and the mountains are dead... The mountain is in people, and the mountain is dead..." More than a dozen big monks behind Zen Master Xiaoyue all sat cross-legged on the ground, thinking about the words of people living in the mountain and the death of people in the mountain.

"Real person, Mount Emei is the bridgehead of the war with Youquan. If we shrink back, then Youquan will no longer have any opponents!" Zen Master Xiaoyue surrendered the magic pestle in one hand and held a gold seal in the other hand, with a sad and pitiful face.

Listening to Zen Master Xiaoyue's words, Baimei closed his eyes and was silent, thinking about the gains and losses. And with the silence of Bai Meizhen, all the disciples also looked at their masters.

"Although we have occupied the right time, place and people, there will be many casualties in a big war. In the end, we won. I'm afraid it will take hundreds or thousands of years for the Emei faction to recover from this battle! Although I still have hundreds of years to live, the future of the Emei faction is hard to say!"

Bai Mei really thought about the gains and losses, and he couldn't make a decision for a long time. After all, this is not the foundation of their own Taoism, and the Emei faction is the most reassuring obsession of Baimei Zhenren.

"Master, although Mount Shu is big, this is the only place Emei!" Just when Baimei was unable to decide for a long time, Dan Chenzi, the eldest brother in Mount Emei, gently said.