Chapter 275: Stealing Immortal Grass

Chapter 275: Stealing Immortal Grass

Although Tianmu Mountain only stretches for dozens of miles, the main peak is vigorous and straight, with jagged rocks and countless rare and exotic animals. It is also the center of the underground spiritual vein.

The Tianmu sect is located here.

At this time, in the Xuanji Pavilion on the top of the peak, several elders of the Tianmu Sect gathered together, discussing matters with solemn expressions.

Sitting at the main seat is a Taoist priest with white beard and hair. Although he is old, he has an elegant air all over his body, and his cultivation has reached the Dzogchen stage of condensing alchemy, which is the legendary false baby state.

It is the current leader of the Tianmu Sect-the real dead wood!

The other elders are both vulgar and Taoist. Although their cultivation bases are a little lower, they are all cultivators of Jindan Dacheng without exception.

"Junior Brothers, how do you feel about the fact that the two ways of righteousness and demons have wooed us this time?" On the coffee table in front of the old man, there were two sound transmission symbols on the left and one on the right, one glowing golden, and the other Then the black air lingers, needless to say, it is naturally a letter sent by both the righteous and the devil.

The elders either closed their eyes and meditated, or bowed their heads in deep thought, but after a while, no one came out to express their opinions. The face of the real dead tree could not help but be a little ugly, and he coughed lightly: "Why, this sect has reached the moment of life and death. , do you guys still turn a blind eye and don’t want to make suggestions for the master?"

"Hehe, senior brother's words are wrong. Righteousness and evil are still arguing with each other. Although the situation is a little tense, there is still a long way to go before the war. What's more, our sect is out of line. How can there be a catastrophe?" The old man with a dark complexion spoke disapprovingly.

"That's right. What's more, my Tianmu Sect is not the only one who has been wooed by the righteous and the devil. As early as ten years ago, they have been wooing the Lingyao Mountain. The Lingyao Mountain has not yet expressed its position, and no disaster has come out." This time. The man who spoke was a mighty man, obviously agreeing with the opinion of the dark old man.

Deadwood's complexion turned blue and pale, very ugly. In the past two hundred years, the talents of our sect have withered. It's not that the realm of the juniors is low, but that they lack the talents to manage the sect. All of them can only practice hard. The idea of ​​​​the world is naive and simple.

So that I spend a lot of energy on dealing with trivial matters of the sect, otherwise, I may not have the opportunity to hit the Nascent Soul Realm, and now I only have less than twenty years of life left, and there is no hope in this life.

It's not a pity to die, but after I sit down, this huge Tianmu sect will probably decline...

Thinking of this, Kumu Daoist felt a trace of sadness in his heart, and sighed: "Everyone, how can this sect compare with Lingyao Mountain, not to mention that they have a large number of alchemists who are able to find their way between righteousness and evil?" , and the strength of this faction is not comparable to my Tianmu Mountain."

"Hmph, senior brother, why bother to build up other people's ambitions? The hidden strength of Lingyao Mountain is just a rumor. Even if what is said is true, it must be exaggerated. I don't believe that there is really an old monster in the Nascent Soul stage hidden in their sect. .” The mighty man still had a look of disapproval.

"Junior Brother Zheng." The dead man's face became more and more gloomy, and he said in a cold voice: "Whether it is true or not, in short, it is convincing, which makes both the righteous and the devil have scruples, and our sect does not have such a favorable Conditions, now the Big Three and the Extreme Demon Venerable have sent letters asking us to take a stand..."

"These guys are too unreasonable. Our Tianmu faction has never had any contact with them, and we don't want to get involved in the disputes between righteous and evil. We just want to live in the northern border and live our own lives. Isn't it okay?" The old man was full of anger.

"Junior brother..." Seeing his angry look, the dead man couldn't laugh or cry: "You have been cultivating for three hundred years anyway. Although you don't care about world affairs, you should understand the basic rules of the world of cultivation. In this world of convincing people with strength , what matters is the size of the fist, who will reason with you."

The swarthy old man scratched his head, still full of puzzlement.

Deadwood Master didn't bother to chatter with this kind of ignorant person, so he turned his head and looked at another cultivator: "Junior Brother Ning, don't you even have any good opinions?"

This person is in his early thirties, and he is the youngest among the elders present. His surname is Ning and his first name is Tianyu.

Although he is the elder with the lowest qualifications and the weakest cultivation in the Tianmu Sect, the Dead Tree Master has always regarded him highly, and there is no other reason. This person is quite talented in helping the world. The incompetent junior brother, I don't know how much he has recovered.

So ever since he succeeded in congealing alchemy, the Ancient Tomb Master has focused on cultivating him, hoping to smooth his edges and corners and train him to be more tactful before his lifespan is exhausted. Perhaps, this person will be in charge of the door, Tianmu Pie is not mixed to the point of falling apart.

Today, on the surface, I was discussing matters with fellow juniors, but in fact, I just wanted to hear how Ning Tianyu would handle this matter. After all, today is no different than in the past, if one wrong step, there is a possibility of eternal doom. He wants to train this junior brother even more. I didn't expect him to say nothing since he took his seat.

Ning Tianyu stood up after hearing the inquiry from the real dead wood, "Senior brother, in my humble opinion, we should not make a decision on this matter early."

"Isn't it better to make a decision early?"

"Yes, the current situation is unclear. On the surface, the good and evil sides are evenly matched, but God knows what secrets they have in the bottom of the box. Now we make a hasty decision now. Once we stand in the wrong camp, we will regret it later. "Ning Tianyu obviously thought carefully, and spoke with eloquence and fluent delay.

"But procrastination is not an option!" The real dead wood pondered for a moment: "Both the righteous and the evil are not fools, and we don't have the capital to make both sides like the Spiritual Medicine Mountain. If the other party runs out of patience, they will die together..."

"Hehe, senior brother is overthinking, or maybe the authorities are confused. Although the letters from the righteous and the evil sides have used both soft and hard ways, and have repeatedly forced us to express our position, but even if we drag it on, they will not do anything."

"Oh, how do you say that?"

Deadwood's expression moved, and he was about to ask carefully, when suddenly a sound transmission talisman flew in from the outside, he grabbed it in his hand, poured his spiritual consciousness into it, and his expression suddenly became extremely complicated.

Is there any unexpected big change?