Chapter 514 Emei's Calculation

"Is all this ready-made? Emei School, I'm really ashamed that it has risen for thousands of years, and the background is unparalleled!" What has been revealed is already the case. What is hidden behind the back is afraid that there will be more. It seems that the confrontation between the Tongtian League and the Emei faction will definitely lose. Next, I want to have a good relationship with the Emei School, so as to avoid the time for the Emei School to settle accounts after the autumn.

Everyone was talking about themselves. Suddenly, the three generations of disciples of the Emei School suddenly appeared all over Ningbi Cliff. Those with poor eyesight only feel that the appearance of the disciples of the Emei School is mysterious and unpredictable: and those with good eyesight are amazing. These three generations of Emei disciples are in the cube, according to the eight trigrams of the nine palaces, should be five elements and three talents, which is very mysterious, and it seems that there is an unspeak

These disciples are already immortal roots and bones. They are profound and well described. Today, they are all dressed in fairy clothes, ice and fog, neung haze skirts, feathers and star crowns, clouds and shoulders and cranes, reflecting each other. The more they are shining, the more they are, the more elegant, the gods and handsome, and the

In such a weather, not to mention the praise of those sect monks who are close to the Emei faction, it is those enemies who are speculative and enmetic. Seeing such a scene, they can't help but secretly say a word "good" in their hearts. Unconsciously, the vigilance suddenly rises, and the tricks disappear.

Some people retreat knowing the difficulties and dare not take any more rash moves. They calmly wait for the government ceremony to leave. And some people realized this in one fell swoop and realized the real "evil and righteous". They not only did not dare to have hatred, but also yearned for it. They couldn't wait to worship at that time in order to seek a positive result.

Zhong Yuan, when he saw that there was something wrong with the appearance of these three generations of Emei disciples, he concentrated at that time and wanted to peep through it. However, even so, the mind can't help being in a trance, as if in the depths of his heart, there is a voice saying, "Emei School is the orthodoxy in the world. It is the best way to practice to obey him. If you rebel against it, the result will only be destruction!" However, this voice did not last long. Before he finished saying it, the ten-thousand-year-old Wen Yulian huā, who was in line with his yuan god, shook.

The warm purple brilliance is like the sun shining on everything in heaven and earth. The brilliance suddenly came, and the chaotic thoughts appeared inexplicably. At that time, it was swept away by it. That is, time, Zhong Yuan's yuanshen will resume the Qingming Festival.

"What a smart means, so cunning tricks!" After recovering, even Zhong Yuan couldn't help but feel hot in his heart.

Zhong Yuan is very clear that the Emei School uses their contempt for junior disciples. It is a little difficult for anyone who has this idea and can't think about it.

Therefore, in time, Zhong Yuan looked at other sects belonging to the Tongtian League.

Because of Zhong Yuan's deliberate request to keep a low profile, these sects did not let them all merge with him, so there are many sects in other places.

Sure enough, the expressions of those branches of the Tongtian League, who were separated from it, were quite excited that they were completely discommensurate with their original image. There is no doubt that they have been hit by the Emei School**!

At this moment, Zhong Yuan's heart couldn't help but be shocked. Fortunately, the will of these people is strong enough not to be completely lost.

If you shout and join Emei at all costs, then my Tongtian League will become the first joke in history!"

After clarifying the situation, Zhong Yuan naturally did not have the gift of not saving.

However, at this time, on this Ningbi Cliff, ten thousand years of Wen Yulian huā, it is not convenient to use it in any case. Therefore, in time, Zhong Yuan urged Haotian Baojian. The faint, almost transparent cyan ripples were emitted one after another, and swept towards the monks belonging to the Tongtian League.

At the beginning of time, with the excitement one by one, the monks of all veins belonging to the Tongtian League have regained their sobriety one after another. After waking up, in an instant, my heart was a little cold.

"Damn it, how could I get the way of the Emei School so easily? Could it be the two six-in-a-moor dust array? Yes, it must be like this, otherwise, it is absolutely impossible for these juniors!" The completely calmed monks of the Tongtian League, one by one, looked at these three generations of disciples of Emei, their eyes changed, as if an invisible sword was crisscrossed against them.

The younger disciples are, after all, the younger disciples. In addition, the three generations of disciples of the Ejing School are not every one of them, but that kind of outstanding genius. Even though this look has no substantial lethality, the revealed will still shocks many people, and their expressions and postures are unnatural.

The effect of the introduction is much worse, which makes many monks outside the Tongtian League also wake up.

While these people are shocked by the means of the Emei faction, they also have a clearer understanding of the despicable and shamelessness of the Emei faction. Some people have a tough personality, and the original heart of seeking completeness was left behind at that time and disappeared. Instead, they devoted themselves to the elimination of friends and had no choice with the Emei faction: some people had a weak personality. In the end, they decided to swallow this tone and keep their own vitality: there are still people, although He decided to obey the Emei faction, but it was just a consideration for his own sect. The anger in his heart was not intended to swallow it. He was always ready to pay attention to the opportunity and secretly retaliate against the Emei faction.

In this different mind, these three generations of disciples of the Emei Sect, each of whom held out the flying sword and magic weapons, pointed to the void from afar, stood for time, and the original Qihuyaao grass, Jiamu Fanghui, and Gonggeguanque, all landed down one after another. As soon as they landed, they took root immediately, as if they were already there.

As soon as he saw this, Zhong Yuan honestly and rudely took the people of Tongtian League back to his original pavilion. Standing here, remote sensing on all sides, but now, the layout of the Emei School is really wonderful. The surrounding environment is very compatible with this pavilion, which makes people feel that as long as it changes a little, it will be a little incongruous.

It is not very difficult for Zhong Yuan to do this, but it takes a lot of effort. From this, Zhong Yuanxing saw how important the Emei School attaches importance to Kaifu. Every little bit has infinite twe in it.

Zhong Yuan did not feel the slightest worry about this. On the contrary, he was very happy in his heart. Because, the more so, it shows that the Emei School's heart is so strong that the whole Tianmeng is, the more time they have to prepare.

"Calculate, calculate! It's better to arrange the plan seamlessly, so that I'll give you more surprises at that time!"

Someone may wonder that the plan is perfect and seamless, isn't it the best effect?

In Zhong Yuan's view, this problem is placed in the normal confrontation, yes, but in the abnormal state, it is very different.

The perfect plan..., interlocked, one after another, extremely close. There will be no problem with this kind of plan when deduced in your mind. However, at the time of implementation, it is not necessarily.

Because the people in charge of each ring have a level that is fully in line with the requirements of the planner, and there can be no discount or accidents. Otherwise, it will cause a total collapse.

In an unexpected situation, no one can guarantee it until the last minute. So, in a sense, perfection is the biggest adventure!

Because of this, Zhong Yuan has never pursued perfection in the absolute sense. Many of the plans he has made are large and have a lot of floating space, because in this way, if there is no mistake, he can also achieve the desired result, and if there is a mistake, there will not be much loss.

If you don't win, you can lose first. It has always been Zhong Yuan's style. However, Zhong Yuan was very happy with the Emei School's physical practice of this perfect style, because they were enemies.

His mind turned, but Zhong Yuan's eyes were not idle. He carefully paid attention to the layout after the opening of the Emei School. Because he believes that he will have a day to attack Ningbi Cliff in the future.

This newly achieved Ningbi Cliff is more than the previous one. What is a little short of beauty is that many places are slightly empty. After all, the current Ningbi Cliff is more than ten times larger than the previous one?

For this situation, other monks also see it clearly, but they are not like Zhong Yuan. They just talk about it here and have no intention of helping at all. They are one by one,

You can transplant their carefully selected Qihuāyihui here in order to win the favor of the Emei School.

Fairy methods are naturally different. In just a moment, these newly transplanted huā trees take root and grow. The tens of millions of huā trees opened at the same time, and the whole green cliff turned into a huā sea. The green sky is floating, the clouds are shining on the ground, and the fragrance is as bright as the golden clouds.

Zhong Yuan and others don't care about this. Because, in their opinion, no matter how many of this kind of "ordinary" huā wood is, it is not enough. For monks, only "quality" is the most important!

However, when Zhong Yuan disdained to look at it, suddenly, in the boundless huā wood, figures appeared one by one out of thin air, men's buns, women's buns, short cut clouds, beautiful face: a pair of blue silk short clothes and trousers, covered with green leaf cloud shoulders, white feet like frost, and down

Each of them held an exquisite wooden plate in their hands, filled with all kinds of precious wine and exotic fruits.

With their appearance, the sound of cold air everywhere on the whole Ningbi cliff. One after another, it almost became a tsunami.