latelenovela Chapter 377 Convocation
Chapter 377 Convocation
Everyone knows that Liu Jiqian was born with immortal bones. If he is permeated with demonic energy, regardless of safety, in this game of fate, the Immortal Sect will have to bow down first. But if they send people to rescue him, the elite of the Immortal Sect will be ambushed. If they don't rescue him, the entire mountains and rivers eroded by demonic energy will turn into a breeding ground for demons.
However, when a cultivator fights against the heavens, he is doing so even though he knows it is impossible.
As a result, the sect bells and chimes rang out, the clouds in the sky moved, and the jade talismans of the order flew like snowflakes. The geniuses from all directions came upon hearing the news.
Those young monks who usually looked down on others were either leaning against jade pillars to wipe their swords, or sitting on the eaves to tell fortunes. Some were still on their way to exorcise demons, their swords still stained with the blood of demons, but they all raised their heads in unison the moment the order sounded.
"......We will face the devil in this battle, and there will be a high risk of death. There must be an ambush by demons. Are you still willing to come to the Immortal Sect's martial arts arena?" Tao Yin's voice mixed with thunder rolled in the sea of clouds.
Someone sneered, and the sword tassels and Kunlun jade clashed like spring water washing stones: "Those old men always like to talk nonsense."
The usually arrogant man leaped onto the sword tip with his sleeves flying: "If you are afraid of death, you are unworthy of the name of a genius."
Some of them were sitting, some were standing, some had ashes from the alchemy room on their clothes, some had iron filings from the Sword Forging Valley hanging in their hair. But when they learned that they were there to exorcise demons, all their laughter and anger turned into murderous intent, clanging in the night.
Lu Wensheng stepped on the starry sky and landed on the martial arts stage. The young man's silver hair ribbon hung down behind his black tights, as if the Milky Way was shattered in the night.
There were cries of cranes at the foot of the mountain, and flying magic weapons of various sects split the sea of clouds like sharp swords unsheathed.
The geniuses of various factions stood in high places, looking down from above, their wide sleeves with cloud patterns surging like waves.
"On this journey to Xuanyin Mountain, the casualty rate will start at 70%." Tao Yin looked at these high-spirited young people, feeling both relieved and worried.
"You are all the ones whose fortunes depend on you for a hundred years..."
"So what?" Yan Zhaoming snapped his sword with his fingers, and the clear sound of the sword overwhelmed the wailing copper bell in the corner of the hall. "Are we going to let those mortals who can't even draw Qi into their bodies fill the demon cave?"
"That's the behavior of a coward, no, it's the behavior of a thousand-year-old tortoise!" A genius responded, causing low laughter from the crowd.
Yan Zhaoming vowed: "I will kill all those monsters without a single piece of armor left!"
Li Zheng scratched the back of his head and said, "I remember that not a single piece of armor was left."
Yan Zhaoming curled his lips and pretended not to hear Li Zhe's correction: "With our abilities, those demon cultivators will be killed and flee everywhere."
Yun Wujiu: "Daoyou, you are running away like a rat."
"I know! I love to say that!" Yan Zhaoming blushed. "What's it to you? Is this the point now?!"
"Tsk tsk tsk, you like to use idioms even though you don't know how to use them. Don't you let people scold you? You are such a jerk who can't even remember all the idioms." Canglige rolled his eyes.
"Stinky fish! Is there anyone who bullies others like you?!"
"I am a mermaid! Do you know what a mermaid is? You are an uneducated, show-off rooster!"
"Who is the big rooster?!"
Seeing the two people about to fight before they even started, the surrounding geniuses hurriedly pulled them back. The fight between the two of them actually eased the heavy atmosphere.
Tao Yin threw out a jade scroll from his sleeve, and the quarrel between Yan Zhaoming and Canglige came to an abrupt end. Everyone looked up and saw that on the martial arts stage where the sea of clouds was rolling, the list of disciples who would guard the sect, engraved in gold thread, was glowing with a warm and spiritual light, and the three words "Lu Wensheng" were hanging at the top of the list.
"This is the list of disciples guarding the sect..."
When Tao Yin unfolded the list of disciples who guarded the sect, the names engraved in gold thread floated in the spiritual light, and the three words "Lu Wensheng" hung at the top of the list like silver hooks and iron paintings.
It was understandable that Jin Jianxian, Song Wen, Zhang Zhixu, Li Ruixi and others were asked to stay, either because they were not strong enough or their roles were not suitable for charging into battle, but why was Lu Wensheng also on the list? Lu Wensheng's name came into view, and the martial arts arena suddenly became so quiet that one could hear the sound of clouds brushing against the corners of the hall. Just as everyone was puzzled, a sound suddenly came.
"Shh-"
The clear sound of the Fuguang sword being unsheathed tore through the air, and when Lu Wensheng's fingertips brushed across the blade, the sword's sound was accompanied by a crisp sound like ice cracking.
Before Tao Yin finished his words, the name in the front row suddenly cracked. Lu Wensheng swiped the edge of the sword with his fingers, and his black robe fluttered. The ink on the list was like boiling snow. First, the edges glowed like gold foil, and then the whole line of words seemed to be crushed by an invisible hand, and silver powder fell off, disappearing inch by inch amid the exclamations of the crowd.
"Ask the Immortal Sect disciple Lu Wensheng to remove himself from the list. He should not be on the list of guardians."
Lu Wensheng made a gesture of apologizing, and the Fuguang sword at his waist was still trembling. No one expected that he would actually remove his name from the list.
"This is simply nonsense!" When Tao Yin blurted out the anger, he himself couldn't tell how much of his anger was real.
It is not easy to pass on the tradition of the Merciless Dao. Lu Wensheng is obviously Jun Ning's only successor in the future. He sympathizes with his junior sister Jun Ning, who has difficulty in inheriting the tradition, and with the ups and downs of the tradition of the Merciless Dao.
Therefore, even though Lu Wensheng's cultivation level was qualified, Tao Yin still added Lu Wensheng's name to the list left behind, and did not even add his eldest disciple Ji Yanli.
Unexpectedly, Lu Wensheng didn't know what he meant.
"Do you know that your chances of survival are less than 30%? You are usually so smart, why are you so confused now? You have to inherit your master's legacy, if something happens to you..."
"Thirty percent is enough. Heavenly Dao is fifty, and Great Evolution is forty-nine. This ray of hope should be taken by us! This is my Dao, and Master will not stop me."
Tao Yin glanced at the young man's straight spine, and bitterness welled up in his throat - how could this kid not understand? He was clearly determined to rush into a dead end.
Everyone in the immortal sect knows that after the war between immortals and demons a hundred years ago, the ruthless sect became like a candle in the wind. Now, they have finally found a person as talented as Lu Wensheng, but he has the same stubborn personality as his master.
Tao Yin's throat rolled, and the words of dissuasion were stuck in his throat. He watched the golden powder with his name erased falling down.
The attitude of these young people in cutting off their retreat was so resolute that even admonishment seemed ridiculous. He turned his head and looked at Jun Ning.
Jun Ning stood in the shadow cast by the flying eaves, her wide white sleeves hanging down like unmelted snow. She raised her eyes to look at Tao Yin, with a coldness like frost and snow between her brows. When she passed by Lu Wen Sheng, a very faint warmth flashed in her eyes - like a sword tassel passing by a candle flame, fleeting.
"A hundred years ago, when the Demonic Abyss rioted, many seniors and fellow Taoists sacrificed their lives, and they are still suppressing the vital forces."
The wind from the martial arts arena lifted the black hair on her temples: "Brother, the inheritance of the ruthless way has never relied on seeds hiding in shells."
When she turned her head, a faint smile appeared at the corner of her lips: "If even life and death have to be calculated based on the chance of survival, then this sword will be dull."
"The ruthless path never needs fire. We are the ones who burn our own firewood."
"Don't even think about a life or death situation. Even if there is no chance of survival, I will go."
Tao Yin's frown relaxed slightly.
Forget it, just remove me from the list.
He should have known Wuqingdao's temperament long ago. This master and disciple would rather be a blazing flame burning the sky than a lonely lamp passing down the generations.