Chapter Sixty-Seven You, I, after all, are just pawns!!

The content of this notice is very simple, but it is also very kind!

Let the Eastern Wasteland select the strongest three sects on its own within a hundred years.

After a hundred years, these three sects could enter the Middle Emperor Domain and set up their own Daoist system.

Not only that, the Middle Emperor Domain will also provide resources to support these three sects and let them gain a firm foothold in the Middle Emperor Domain.

To put it plainly, that is, the three strongest sects can move to the Middle Empire to take root, open a sect, and recruit disciples.

As soon as this announcement was issued, the entire Eastern Wasteland was completely boiling! If the Eastern Wasteland is compared to a small village, then the Middle Imperial Domain is the Imperial Palace!

If it can migrate from the Eastern Wasteland and go to the Middle Imperial Domain to develop, then the future of Zongmen is unimaginable!

The strongest three sects, no doubt, can only arise in the five great sects, but human desire is terrible.

The other sects in the Eastern Wasteland could not pass up this opportunity and frantically launched an attack on the Five Great Sects.

Because there are only three places, only if they have brought down the five major sects, they will have a chance.

A few years ago.

An alliance of hundreds of sect families gathered together attempted to challenge the Daoyan Sect, to test the Daoyan Sect’s virtual reality, and to pull it down from the altar.

That day.

The army of the alliance pressed the border.

Dao Yanzong, there was only one person. One man, he repelled the entire coalition army.

That one person was the Daozi of the Daoyan Sect.

In that battle, the cultivators of the Eastern Wasteland truly realized the horror of the Daoyan Sect.

They were completely frightened, and they never thought of overthrowing the Dao Yan Sect again.

It has been tacitly assumed that Dao Yan Sect will occupy one of the three places.

Then, how fierce was the battle for two places in the entire Eastern Wasteland.

In the past ten years, the Qingxuan Sect, as the weakest of the five major sects, had lived a bitter life, and from time to time there would be a small alliance formed by dozens of sect families to attack the Qingxuan Gate.

Although the ants are small, when countless ants gather together, the strength exerted will be very terrifying!

Therefore, Qingxuanmen also suffered heavy losses…

But fortunately, because most of the sect fire power in the Eastern Wasteland was concentrated on the Furukawa Sect, the Youming Sect, and the Senluo Sect, these three sects.

They feel that these three sects are the existence that is most likely to occupy the other two places.

Of course, the most depressed are these three sects.

Because the Dao Yan Sect was really too strong, it must have firmly occupied a place.

However, there are only three places.

Of the five major sects, the Daoyan Sect was the strongest, and directly locked in a quota.

Qing Xuanzong was too weak and was directly kicked out.

The remaining Furukawa Sect, the Youming Sect, and the Senluo Sect, their comprehensive strengths were comparable.

One of the three of them must be kicked out.

So, a situation has been created.

The Furukawa Sect, the Youming Sect, and the Senluo Sect not only had to fight among themselves, but also had to prevent the other sects in the Eastern Wasteland from joining forces to attack them.

The whole Eastern Wasteland was in complete chaos… This day.

Longevity Peak.

A middle-aged man in a white fairy robe sat in front of a pile of spirit lakes, as if he was painting something…

Sword eyebrows and ink eyes, a pair of deep pupils, as if there is yin and yang evolving, the hair is very long, scattered behind the body, like a fairy, ethereal out of the dust…

The man stopped the ink pen in his hand and gently placed it on the platform.

On the white paper, there is a Dan medicine drawn.

Next second.

A fairy light appeared, and the elixir fell out of the painting and landed on the man’s palm.

The man picked up the elixir and looked at it for a while, a glimmer of disappointment flashing in his eyes.

He picked up the elixir and threw it at the spirit pool in front of him.

With a thud, it sank to the bottom of the lake.

At the bottom of the lake, it was not river sand, but a grain of elixir, which dyed the entire Lingtan water a clear blue color.

“Only its shape, not its intentions, and something is missing.”

The man whispered.

Next second.

Thump!

In the spirit pool in front of him, a furry head popped out, and his mouth was bulging on both sides, as if he was chewing something.

The expression was extremely enjoyable, as if to say——— ‘such a delicious thing, why is it beautiful’.”

Immediately, it came out of the spirit pool and found a brown bear with black and white hair, full of nobility, very cute.

Although it looks very cute and not aggressive, the smell emitted is very scary!

The breath of the sixth-order demon!

“Xiao Bao, has something happened outside lately?”

For twenty years, Su Han had been cultivating at the Longevity Peak, not asking about the world, and not knowing what was happening outside.

But it is estimated that the outside world has not changed, and twenty years is just a snap of a finger.

It was because of the recent powerful strange aura coming from the Black Rock Mountains from time to time, or in groups, that Su Han felt strange.

The Little Iron Beast had not been idle for twenty years, when Su Han was cultivating within the peak.

It would go out in search of the Spirit Pulse Treasure and bring it back.

In the whole process, Su Han did not need to intervene in the whole process, and most of the treasures and elixirs, spirit stone ores, etc. that could be dug up in the entire Eastern Wasteland were all dug up by the small iron eating beasts.

Therefore, in the past twenty years, the wealth saved by Su Han has been immeasurable.

To put it mildly, even if the Eastern Wasteland is destroyed, only Su Han and this longevity peak are left, and Su Han can live for a long time…

After the little eating iron beast said to Su Han, he said it.

Su Han’s brow furrowed slightly.

“Is there any war going on in the Eastern Wasteland?”

“Even the Qingxuan Gate has been affected, obviously… The scale of this war is not small. ”

However, as long as it does not affect Su Han, it is none of his business that happens.

This day.

Outside the Longevity Peak, stood a middle-aged man in a green robe.

The middle-aged man was none other than the head of the Qing Xuanzong Sect, Jiang Chuan.

Twenty years had passed since the last time I met Su Han.

He looked at the mountain peak that was still barren twenty years ago, but at this time it had become a fairy mountain surrounded by immortal charms, and his divine consciousness wanted to go deep into it, but it was blocked out by layer after layer of formations.

Seeing the situation, Jiang Chuan’s pupils shrank and his heart was shocked.

In only twenty years, what level had Su Han progressed?

Just as he was about to step into the mountain, he had just taken a step out when he felt the countless Dao Formation Qi in front of him, coming towards him.

He knew he couldn’t break in.

Next second.

A burst of footsteps came.

Immediately, a young man stepped out of the mountain step by step.

With every step the youth took, the surrounding formations were automatically evading, hugging him, and the aura swirled around him, appearing very sacred.

When Jiang Chuan’s gaze fell on the young man.

He froze.

Because he found that he could no longer see through the other party’s cultivation behavior! When the youth approached, an ethereal voice came.

“Jiang Zhangmen, I haven’t seen you for a long time.”

Hearing this, Jiang Chuan came back to his senses.

“It seems that in the past two decades, you have improved a lot in cultivation.”

“Even I can’t see through it.”

Jiang Chuan said with a smile.

Hearing this, Su Han just smiled and didn’t explain much.

Jiang Chuan was a smart man, so he changed the topic and said straight to the point: “Before I came today, I had some concerns. ”

“But when I see you, my worries are dispelled.”

Immediately, Jiang Chuan told Su Han what had happened in the Eastern Wasteland recently

Hearing this, Su Han’s eyebrows were slightly raised, and he felt some surprise.

It seems that in only twenty years, such a big thing has actually happened in the Eastern Wasteland, which is related to the great reshuffle of the pattern of the Eastern Wasteland.

“Something has happened to the Jiang family.”

“Today, I’m going to leave for Jiang’s house.”

“So, before you go, I’m here to say goodbye to you.”

“After I leave, the place where you stay may no longer be safe.” When talking about the Jiang family, Jiang Chuan’s expression obviously showed a hint of solemnity. ”

“Thank you for taking such a long time.”

Su Han is a person who loves and hates clearly and knows how to repay the favor.

He could cultivate here for twenty years with peace of mind, all thanks to Jiang Chuan’s secret help.

He knew that twenty years ago, after Jiang Chuan returned to Qingxuanmen, he specially held a general meeting to make this area where Su Han was located an absolute forbidden area and strictly forbade all disciples to approach.

This is the stable day of Su Han’s twenty years.

“Ginger, you mean… Let me take care of the Qing Xuan Sect? ”

Su Han said in a word, the purpose of Jiang Chuanlai’s coming.

At the end of the conversation, Jiang Chuan just waved his hand and said, “Those old guys in the Middle Emperor Domain have already used the Eastern Wasteland as a pawn.” ”

“Whether it is you or me, the entire Qingxuan Gate and the entire Eastern Wasteland have been reduced to pawns.”

“The whole Eastern Wasteland is about to be reshuffled.”

“After I left, the demise of the Qingxuan Sect was a foregone conclusion.”

“Let it return to its original position, let it fend for itself…”

When he heard this last sentence spoken by Jiang Chuan, Su Han looked at him in surprise.

It was somewhat inconceivable that the head of the Qing Xuan Sect would actually say that Qing Xuan Men would fend for themselves.

After saying that.

Jiang Chuan took out a jin box from the cuff and handed it to Su Han.

Seeing the situation, Su Han looked at him doubtfully and did not answer.

“Your sky is destined not to be this small Eastern Wasteland, and the Qing Xuan Sect will only drag you down.”

“If Qingxuanmen really ushers in the day of its collapse, I only hope that you will secretly intervene to save the lives of a very small number of people, at least let Qingxuanmen continue, even if it survives.”

“Then you leave the Eastern Wasteland, so… It won’t be in the game of chess. ”

“This request counts as I owe you a favor.”

“I am going here, my life and death are unknown, and I may never return to the Eastern Wasteland.”

Jiang Chuan turned to Su Han word by word, and his tone was somewhat silent.

The Qing Xuan Sect was created by him, and he didn’t want to perish it, at least leaving a little root.

Hearsay.

Su Han was stunned.

The two looked at each other for a long time, not speaking, but saying everything.

Immediately, Su Han took the jin box and laughed freely.

“The boss may have forgotten.”

“I am also a disciple of Qingxuanmen.”

Hearsay.

Jiang Chuan’s body stiffened for a moment.

Immediately, he also smiled.

“Su Han.”

“Here and now…”

“Middle Empire, goodbye.”

After saying that, he left without looking back.

Seeing the back of Jiang Chuan’s departure, it was a bit tragic… Maybe, he also needs to face something…

When Jiang Chuan completely disappeared into the sky.

Su Han looked at the jin box in his hand and had mixed feelings.

After opening it, seeing the contents of the jin box, Su Han was also stunned

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