: A hundred years of planning

Somewhere in the Demon Desolation Valley, there is a restriction like a red glow.

Accompanied by a gust of wind and thunder, a golden and silver pen wrapped in a huge light of inspiration broke the restriction, revealing a shallow depression, and inside the depression, a simple courtyard that looked like a manor.

Three monks wearing half-armored armor walked out of the courtyard with a look of surprise. The leading middle-aged man stretched out his hand and directly called the golden and silver pen in the air back into his body.

"Brother Chen, I didn't expect that our luck was so good. I found this ancient monk's former residence as soon as I entered the valley." A beautiful woman with a look and seemed not old, said happily.

Another short and fat man also laughed loudly: "Haha...this is also thanks to Brother Chen, who refined this set of magic weapons for gold, calligraphy and silver pens before entering the valley, otherwise we might not be able to do anything to this ban."

The leading middle-aged man smiled helplessly, looked up at the sky, looked at the dense reminders, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Thank you for these tips, otherwise we might have bumped into one of the invisible space cracks as soon as we entered the valley. But this senior Lu... is really a wonderful person." The middle-aged man held it in for a long time, but he didn't expect any good words to describe Lu Yunze's behavior, so he could only use the title of wonderful person awkwardly.

"Who said it was no? It's a pity. I heard that Senior Lu was also from the Seventh Sect of Yue Kingdom back then." The woman sighed slightly and said with a sad expression: "It would be great if Senior Lu was still in the Six Sects, and we wouldn't have to rely on others and be bullied."

The short and fat man frowned and asked in contemplation: "Brother Chen, if I remember correctly, Brother Chen, you seem to be of the same generation as Senior Lu and Senior Han back then. Do you know what happened? Do these two seniors still don't want to return to this sect yet?"

"Yes!" The woman also reacted suddenly and quickly looked at the middle-aged man.

"Brother Chen, at your age, you may have fought side by side with those two seniors in Yue Kingdom. Can you know those two seniors?"

The middle-aged man's mouth moved, as if he wanted to say something, but after a while of silence, he finally sighed silently.

"These things... are a long story. I can only say that the two seniors are unlikely to return. Even if those two don't take their anger on the children of the six sects, they are already magnanimous."

"What?" The woman was stunned when she heard this and looked at him in disbelief.

The middle-aged man shook his head and sighed, "It's all old past events, so don't mention it. In short, remember, if you meet those two seniors, be careful. Senior Lu is okay, Senior Han's words..."

He suddenly fell silent, as if he had recalled something.

"You must be respectful in your attitude, and those two will not vent your anger on your own."

A man and a woman looked at each other and saw the meaning in the other person's eyes.

"Brother Chen, do you really know those two seniors?"

The middle-aged man was silent for a long time. He touched his shoulders, as if he was trapped in memories.

"Meet? Who can I match? On the battlefield back then, those two were shining brightly, but..." The middle-aged man seemed to have thought of something and sneered disdainfully.

"You remember that it's understandable to do our best to the sect. But don't try your best, let alone really worry about the future of the sect. That's not what you should do."

The middle-aged man lowered his eyebrows and sneered: "Remember it, no matter when, take care of yourself first."

The two looked at him in a little confused and nodded.

The middle-aged monk then stopped the expression on his face, returned to his calm and gentle appearance, and continued to fly towards the depths of the Demonic Valley with the two.

The three of them hadn't decided whether to try to break into the inner valley, but the closer they got to the inner valley, the more good things there were in the outer valley, which was for sure.

In order to make this time the three of them spent almost all their wealth, and they could not get any more money.

As the three people's escape light disappeared into the horizon, a blurry white light suddenly appeared on the side, showing Nangong Wan's figure.

She looked indifferently at the direction where the three of them left, and there seemed to be a thunder rising in her eyes, but she instantly returned to peace.

"I didn't expect that the incident that happened back then was so great. Until now, the backbone of the six sects who had experienced the invasion of the demons still remembered them." Nangong Wan murmured to herself.

"Hehe... the senior executives of you little guys used to be a group of idiots. The rewards and punishments are unknown. They don't understand such a simple truth. They treat the business sect as a small business. There are only small profits in front of them. It would be strange if the people below are not disinterested."

Nangong Wan frowned and said in a cold tone: "How can you still talk?"

"Hahaha... Little girl, if I don't take the initiative to let go of "The Seven Emotions", do you really think your secret technique with all kinds of loopholes can isolate my spiritual sense?"

Nangong Wan had a cold face and did not continue to discuss the topic, but continued: "Do you still know how to run a sect?"

"Just! When the Tianzhu Sect founded by me was at its peak, it was no less than the behemoth of the two leaders of Tiannan Zhengmo. When the disciples and disciples were at their peak, there were nearly 10,000. How could I not understand?!"

The God of Dayan sneered disdainfully and said, "Ha! I'm not afraid to tell you that your little guys' previous sect is almost over. The little bastard named Lu is very thoughtful. He wants to kill people without a knife!"

Nangong Wan frowned and asked in a low tone: "What do you mean?"

"What does it mean? Haha!" The God of Dayan snorted coldly and said nothing.

Nangong Wan thought about it, and her tone became softer.

"Senior, I have been practicing hard all year round and I really don't understand these adaptable means. Please help me solve my doubts?"

"Hmph! This attitude is almost the same. Let me tell you honestly, girl, that little bastard is poisonous. Have you seen the armor on the three of them?"

Nangong Wan was stunned and nodded quickly.

"I just saw outside that all the monks of the Nine Kingdoms Alliance have more or less similar things on them, but only the monks of the Six Sects have such exquisite armor."

"This shows that the Six Sects are cooperating with the forces under the bastard, and they are in-depth cooperation, so that even the high-level monks use their things. Think about it, if this continues, what will be the consequences?"

Nangong Wan's expression changed slightly and she asked in a low voice: "Isn't Lu Yunze aiding the Six Sects?"

"Gang? How could the little bastard have such kindness? He is digging the roots of the Six Sects! Think about it, even high-level monks have such things, and they look like they have no repulsion at all. This means that this kind of thing may have been popularized in the territory of the Six Sects. At least it will definitely be popularized in the group of monks."

"At first glance, this is really a good thing, but don't forget that the biggest advantage of this kind of thing can be used by even mortals!"

"Some things, once they spread, are no longer under control. There are monks from the six sects, and do you guess there are also cultivators? There are cultivators in the random cultivators. How far do you think there are still to be mortals mastering this technology? How far is it from mortals knowing the existence of Yue Kingdom?"

"If you don't plan for ten years and a hundred years, you don't need a knife to kill people. This kid is poisonous."
Chapter completed!