After determining how to act, everyone had no objection. After discussing the details of the plan they had to make in the future, they all stood up and left the pagoda.

All you have to do now is wait quietly for the message to be delivered back.

Qin Feng stood on the top of the mountain and looked up at the portals in the direction of Wudang Mountain. He has been visiting these doors since Chen Luo went to heaven. Later, when Zui Chunfeng also went there, he stared at these portals and time became more and more long.

Standing proudly on the mountain alone.

"I will be on the top of the mountain and overlook all the mountains."

Li Xiu looked at Qin Feng's figure and couldn't help but murmur.

This is a poem by the ancient master of the Holy Three Legs. Nowadays, the fame is already extremely great. Some monks who walk the path of the Holy Legs will always feel emotion.

"What do you think about today's plan?"

Chen Zhimo walked to his side, including Liang Xiaodao, Li Yinan and the young monk Bujie.

Li Xiu withdrew his gaze and said softly: "This is the only way to do it now. We have no other choice."

Although Linglong Pavilion was once an affiliated force of Wanxiang City, it was not said that it was sacrificed just because of the lack of choice. The reason for such a choice was simply because there was no choice.

Liang Xiaodao lay on the guardrail and said, "I remember you didn't say before that we don't trade our lives?"

Li Xiu smiled and said, "Nine out of ten things are not satisfactory. In this catastrophe, if we want to win, we just need to fill in the lives of human beings. In the end, we compare who dies less and who dares to die more."

There are many people who will be sacrificed, not only Linglong Pavilion. The hidden place of the Master of the Underworld as stated in the jade slips requires a price of life to explore the truth.

How to inquire?

It is very dangerous to let Qingtiance's disciples pretend to be rushing people or adventurers and other common identities to break into the place where the underworld masters are located. Nine out of ten people will die.

And they will contact Qingtiance every day. Once the contact is interrupted one day, it means that these disciples who went to inquire are dead, which proves that there are really five-level masters in the underworld in these places.

In order not to be suspected, all those who go there must be ordinary monks in the second or third realms.

These are human lives, and these are people who want to die.

There are 56 places marked on the jade slip, and it takes only the lives of fifty-six disciples to be able to completely determine this matter.

Then Linglong Pavilion was destroyed, and the underworld would definitely worry about attracting attention after just doing such a big thing, so they would hide quickly. At this time, they did not dare to collect information with great fanfare, so it was convenient for Huangzhou Alliance to make arrangements.

Then Li Xiu, Master Ren and others will issue the order to attack Yincao Mountain, and all the first-class forces in the deserted state will set off at the same time.

But the people from the four major sects did not move, but secretly went to the fifty-six hidden places of Master Yin Cao.

Using the destruction of Linglong Pavilion as an excuse, all first-class forces are used as illusions to hide the real killer move in the dark.

This is the plan of Master Ren and Li Xiu and others. In this plan, even all the first-class forces will not know the truth, and even their own people will not know it. How could the underworld know?

Therefore, no matter what, the benefits brought by the demise of Linglong Pavilion are many times higher than the benefits brought by their existence.

This series of plans has a very high success rate and is the only opportunity.

Everyone knows the importance of it, so no one objected when he was in the pagoda. Even Wuliang Temple, which has always been compassionate, never refused, but instead agreed to this matter.

"In the past, I always asked myself which side I would choose between the majority and the minority, and whether I could have both the fish and the bear paw. Later, I found that the fish and the bear paw might get both, but the majority and the minority were destined to be given up."

Lotus blooms above the pond water, making the whole night look even better. The midsummer gives people a special feeling, warm and intellectual.

Li Xiu looked at the dragonfly landing on the lotus and continued: "Most people are more, and minorities are even fewer. If you don't consider your closeness and alienation, this choice is not as difficult as it seems."

How can fewer people compare to more people?

All rescue can only exist and legends.

Reality is more realistic than reality.

"What we need to do now is just wait quietly, waiting for the destruction of Linglong Pavilion in ten days, and then the head of the sect sent a message that all the first-class forces took the Yunzhou to the Yincao Mountain."

"The information in that jade slip is of course true. In fact, we can directly destroy everyone in the underworld at this moment. Even the dozen or so earthly realms near Linglong Pavilion cannot escape. It's just that this matter is too big. There must always be temptations and sacrifices that should be done, otherwise how can it make sense?"

Li Xiu looked up at the stars in the sky and the knife marks that gradually narrowed across the sky, murmured for a few words, turned around and left the lotus pond.

Liang Xiaodao leaned against the guardrail and looked up at the moon.

Chen Zhimo held the wine pot and looked at Qin Feng.

Li Yinan looked down at Chi Shui.

The little monk's face was bitter and his little face was clustered.

The summer night wind blew the clothes of several people, rippling slightly on the side of the pool water.

"Which season do you think is the best season of the year?"

Liang Xiaodao suddenly asked.

Chen Zhimo said: "Summer."

Li Yinan shook his head: "Autumn."

The little monk thought for a while: "It's better to be spring."

Liang Xiaodao remembered the snowflakes that fell all year round in the north, and then said: "I think winter is better."

There are only four seasons a year, spring, summer, autumn and winter.

There were only four people present, Bujue, Chen Zhimo, Li Yinan, and Liang Xiaodao.

But everyone has a different answer.

Everyone's preferences are different, and no two people in the world can be exactly the same.

Liang Xiaodao put his hands behind his head and looked at the sky without blinking. There were four answers for the four people. So, will there be tens of millions of people have tens of millions of answers?

Therefore, in life, you cannot do things completely based on your preferences. You always have to make choices. Even if you know that this is not good, as long as this is the right way to do it, then this should be the case.

"The sacrifice of Linglong Pavilion is right."

He suddenly spoke.

The three of them did not speak, but they just had a little nostalgia in their eyes. I don’t know when it started. I don’t like the spring breeze, listen to the summer cicadas not annoyed, don’t feel sad when they are wet in the autumn rain, don’t sigh when they face the winter snow, like what they like when they like, and the boy who hates when they see disgusting also gradually learned to weigh and choose.

This is what I think is growth.

In fact, Linglong Pavilion is just a small matter, not to mention that it is an affiliated force of Wanxiang City. It has done countless evil things, but the few people still tacitly came to the side of Lianchi to stand down, looking up at the stars and the bright moon in the sky, sighing that they could let summer go and regain autumn.

Li Xiu returned to the small yard and did not walk into the house. Instead, he stood by the wall and looked at the four people on the side of the lotus pond below.

"Actually, I don't care much about it. The reason I care about the whole world is simply because there are people in this world who I care about."

He reached out and gently stroked the little flower on his fingertips, felt the cool night wind, then took out a wine pot and took a sip, and said softly.

There are many houses in the courtyard, and there are two rooms that are still lit with candlelight. Murong Xue stood in front of the window and looked at the young man drinking by the wall. After a moment, the candlelight went out.
Chapter completed!