In an instant, the white clouds all over the sky seemed to have lost their color, and only various flying swords were left in the sky.

All the flying swords were flying all over the Qing Peak.

"Let's wait, please fight!"

All the sounds gathered together and echoed in the Sword Sect.

At this moment, it seemed as if the mountains were trembling for it.

Everyone's eyes were concentrated on Lu Qingshan.

Every gaze is full of high fighting spirit and hope.

An inexplicable emotion hit Lu Qingshan's heart heavily.

At this moment, he finally understood everything.

These people did not agree with the Sword Sect's Western Expedition, but wanted to go with them.

But for the Sword Sect, no matter what, people will inevitably need to stay in the Sword Sect.

Otherwise, if the building is gone, who will come to guard the Sword Sect?

If they never return, will there be a sword sect in the world?

Therefore, these old sword cultivators shoulder the responsibility of staying at the Sword Sect.

There are also young disciples whose power is insignificant for the battle in the Central Spirit Realm.

But for the Sword Sect, they are fire and hope.

Even if the Sword Sect fails in the Western Expedition, as long as there are young disciples, when they grow up and carry the Sword Sect, the Sword Sect will still be the Sword Sect.

Whether it is emotional or reason, young disciples who have insufficient cultivation should not participate in this war.

Therefore, the old sect leader asked them to stay in the Sword Sect.

The low and thunderous sound of the flying sword in Lu Qingshan's ears was constantly echoing.

Very noisy and very harsh.

But to him, it sounds extremely beautiful.

The sound of wind, rain, thunder and rivers, how can you compare to the sound of the sonorous sword sound of the Sword Sect?

There was an inexplicable inspiration growing in Lu Qingshan's chest.

His eyes swept across the familiar or unfamiliar faces, took a deep breath of air, suppressing the fluctuations in his heart.

After a while, he slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and stretched out his palm and pressed it gently.

So, the flying sword above the sky suddenly stopped.

The world became quiet.

"Have you thought about it?" Lu Qingshan said.

Then, he gently pointed at the seven towering main peaks in the distance, "Qingyun Peak, Wangu Peak, Canghai Peak, Hengqiu Peak, Jianlai Peak, Haoran Peak, Wangu Peak"

Then he turned around, "Dingjun Peak, Kongshan Peak, Baiqiu Peak"

"These are the foundations left by the ancestors of the Sword Sect, and these are the Sword Sect."

"Are you really willing to abandon it?" he asked.

No one replied for the moment.

After a moment of silence, Xixiang's low voice sounded.

"Shao Zong"

He raised his head and looked at Lu Qingshan's young and handsome face.

"Sword Sect, it has never been a place."

"It's us sword cultivators."

"Where we are, the Sword Sect is there."

The sound of Xixiang was not loud, but it spread slowly.

Then, the whole world seemed to be silent at this moment, only his voice echoed.

Lu Qingshan was silent for a long time.

He knew that the help these fellow sword cultivators of the Sword Sect could bring to the battle in the Central Spirit Realm was not the same as the price the Sword Sect might have to bear.

Any cultivator except the Sword Sect would definitely not agree to this seemingly "stupid" and "no sense of overall situation" request for a fight.

But Lu Qingshan also knew that the Blessed Land of the Sword Sect, the Sword Sect’s advanced skills and sword skills, and the Sword Sect’s treasures.

These are just external objects. Compared with these, what is truly noble in the Sword Sect is the spirit of the Sword Sect passed down from generation to generation.

Those external sects always want to take the Sword Sect and replace them.

But they didn't understand, if they did not have the true will of the sword cultivator and the soul of the sword cultivator, how could they be called the Sword Sect?

The reason why the Sword Sect is called the Sword Sect is the most powerful sword cultivation sect and even the strongest sect on this land is based on these simple, complex, illusory but powerful things.

So, a smile appeared on the corner of Lu Qingshan's lips.

"That's what you wish."

"Please take the seeds of genius!"

His mind moved.

boom!

The dragon bird suddenly left the body.

The blazing red sword light ran across the sky like a rainbow.

The majestic sword intent soars into the sky.

All the sword cultivators, as if their souls were uncontrolled, moved wildly.

The sword intent in the sky destroys the world.

The flying sword roared and loud.
Chapter completed!