Seeing that the encirclement was getting smaller and smaller, Niu Ding said in a hurry: "Old Fairy Feng, this kind of fighting will not be beneficial to you!"

"Hmph, I don't know if it's good for us. It's not good for you anyway." Feng Laoxian said. His intention to kill was already aroused, and he was unwilling to let go of this opportunity.

Hong Zhong Zhenren rolled his eyes, but said loudly: "I heard that your sect leader has died. Do you want to kill him when he passed away?" He gradually moved from his disciples to his current position, and knew that these outer disciples were lazy on weekdays. They must have had some plans to work hard like this today. I hope that they could take this opportunity to show their might, and it would be best to get a good position or transfer to an inner disciple.

But once they knew that they were now in a group of ways, and it would be futile to fight like this, and all these disciples would be disappointed.

Of course, Feng Laoxian knew the true purpose of Master Hong Zhong, and he secretly called it a bad thing in his heart. As expected, these disciples heard Master Hong Zhong say this, and their movements became slower, and they turned their eyes to Master Feng, with doubts in their eyes.

"Old Fairy Feng, I think we should take a step back today. In this world, we are equal in size, and fighting will not be good for you or me." Real person Niu Ding knew that the situation was reversed and quickly followed Feng.

Feng Laoxian's intestines were almost angrily green. Before, he had been advocating to his disciples that Miaoxin Sect was in an extraordinary period. If he had passed, the gate would mainly give these people any benefits, but now he was all stolen by Master Hong Zhong. However, he was not easy to do at the scene, so he had to suppress his anger and said, "Okay, but I will not let you go next time I come here." After that, he asked the disciples to give up a path to the encirclement. Master Niu Ding and his disciples walked out with serene satisfaction under the glare of Master Feng Laoxian, and then disappeared from everyone's sight.

"The sect leader passed away. They didn't tell us about such a big thing?" Senior Brother Wan'an whispered in it. Although the voice was not loud, it caused a commotion among the disciples around him.

Since the Yagu Zhenren took over the Miaoxin Sect, the demand for various scarce medicinal materials has become greater. On weekdays, the disciples from both inside and outside are heavy tasks, and the benefits are tapped by the upper-level supervisor disciples. There are not many people who are really at the bottom. Senior Brother Wan'an was too angry with the old fairy Feng, and always felt that he had suffered all the hardships, but he made the old fairy Feng fall into trouble alone. He was originally unbalanced, so he took advantage of the chaos and fanned the flames.

The old man from Zhongshan also jumped out and said, "Don't be excited, we didn't mean to hide the death of the sect leader from everyone. It's just that the matter was suddenly, we just learned about it, and we didn't have time to explain it to everyone."

Feng Laoxian also found a standing beside the old man in the mountains and said loudly: ""

At this time, a fat disciple jumped out and shouted: "Old Fairy Feng, didn't you promise us that as long as we bring people over, would you give us the identity of our inner disciple?"

Feng Laoxian wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Dear disciples, I didn't say that. What I mean is that as long as you come and make meritorious, you will be transferred to your inner disciples." At that time, Feng Laoxian was indeed foolish. Is this a meritorious person? Isn't it the final word of their leadership?
Chapter completed!