This immortal has a lot of rebelliousness

Acting extremely kindly.

Situ Zhong put away his usual arrogance and treated Zhang Xianling like an elder giving advice, fearing that he would act impulsively and do something bad.

Can be imagined.

If Zhang Xianling couldn't think straight and insisted on fighting to the death with the so-called demon clan hiding in the sect, it was very likely that he would lead others to turn against him.

By the time.

If no one is willing to take the initiative to enter the "Demon Cave", Situ Zhong's plan, which he has painstakingly built over the past sixty years, will completely fail!

"This calamity befell our sect, and this old man is more heartbroken than any of you..."

Seeing Zhang Xianling stopped.

Situ Zhong looked up to the sky and sighed, looking heartbroken.

"However, we, the 'Junzitang', are descendants of the lineage of the Sage of Literature. How can we disregard the safety of all living beings for our own selfish interests and personal honor?!"

The words were full of passion.

Zhang Xianling drooped his eyelids, appearing calm on the surface, but feeling nauseous inside.

Awesome...

When it comes to acting skills, this sanctimonious old man is on par with me.

If you don’t know him, you might actually think he is the reincarnation of a saint.

Strive for the well-being of all people in the world all your life, and work hard until your death!

"So, our immediate plan is to rebuild the seal within the 'Demon Suppression Cave' so that those evil creatures have nowhere to escape. This is the only way to put an end to this once and for all!"

Say it.

All the disciples of the "Junzitang" were silent, and the only sound in their ears was the sighing sound of the wind.

These high-sounding words may make them obedient, but they cannot stir up even the slightest ripple.

Compared with the greater good of the world's safety, these young monks in front of them care most about what they can get.

If he could replace him, he could become the elder of the sect, or even sit on the throne of the headmaster.

There is no need for Situ Zhong to mobilize everyone at all. Everyone will rush into the "Demon Suppression Cave" with all their strength without any hesitation.

"We will obey the orders of the Master, subdue demons and monsters, and uphold justice without hesitation!"

He nodded with satisfaction.

Situ Zhong suddenly turned around and looked into the depths of the dense forest where poisonous barriers were everywhere.

"My fellow disciples..."

Narrow your eyes.

Situ Zhong raised his arms, and his silver-white hair instantly moved without wind and flew up.

"Follow me, escort our men and drive away these deadly poisonous obstacles!"

Boom~~~

In mid-air.

A group of sect elders, led by Situ Zhong, immediately exerted their strength together. The cyclones in their dantian circulated rapidly, continuously infusing the true energy into the gaps between their ten fingers.

next moment--

A strong gale suddenly rose.

The originally scorching temperature suddenly dropped sharply, and the biting air like a tsunami spread in an instant, dispelling the dense mist in the forest in the blink of an eye.

"As expected of a sect elder..."

See this.

Shen Tu Yu couldn't help but sigh, "It actually directly changed the world's situation and climate!"

The other disciples were equally astonished and couldn't help but cast envious glances at the sect elders in mid-air.

He smiled coldly.

Zhang Xianling, however, remained unmoved, having long seen that this was just a trick to fool people.

These poisonous barriers in front of us are actually the barriers set up by Situ Zhong and others.

The purpose is to stop the younger generation of disciples of "Junzitang" from discovering the secrets of "Demon Cave" in advance.

When the time is ripe, these old guys will come out in a pretentious manner, forcibly remove all obstacles, and dispel the concerns of the animals to be slaughtered.

"The poison barrier has been suppressed. This old man and the other elders are temporarily unable to move. We can only protect you from here!"

His brows were furrowed.

Situ Zhong gritted his teeth and shouted in a deep voice, "Hurry and head to the 'Demon Suppression Cave'. You only have one stick of incense to kill the remaining demons with all your might. Once their numbers are under control, the loose seal will repair itself!"

There was a pause.

Situ Zhong reminded him, "Also, only those who kill the most remnants of the demon race will be qualified to inherit the position of sect elder and my position as the headmaster!"

A meaningful smile flashed across the corner of his mouth.

Situ Zhong pondered and said, "Remember, after killing those evildoers, you must take away their demon cores as evidence for statistics..."

The voice just fell.

A group of disciples who were blinded by greed could no longer contain themselves.

Killing monsters and obtaining monster cores can not only make you rich, but also give you the opportunity to make great achievements and become the new leader in place of the sect elders.

The young people in front of him were instantly blinded by the interests and did not consider the unreasonable aspects at all. They were eager to try and were so excited that they could not control themselves.

next moment--

Everyone rushed into the dense forest at an accelerated speed, like a group of ferocious hungry wolves, desperate to fight for blood and food, and they were so eager to break their heads.

"A bunch of idiots, so eager to die..."

Drooping eyelids.

Zhang Xianling sighed inwardly, raised his hand and rode the golden light, holding Shen Tu Yu beside him, and rose into the air weakly.

"Brother, why don't we catch up?"

Seeing that Zhang Xianling looked absent-minded and leisurely.

Shen Tu Yu couldn't help but feel a little anxious, and said with a wry smile: "If those guys seize the initiative, your position in the sect will be in jeopardy!"

Slowly following behind the team.

Zhang Xianling stood with his hands behind his back and asked coldly, "By the way, was my current status given to me by someone else?"

Hit the mark——

Shentu Yu suddenly felt like there was something stuck in his throat and he couldn't speak for a long time.

Think about it carefully.

Zhang Xianling's rapid rise in the "Junzitang" was not due to relying on others, but was entirely due to the notoriety he had earned.

“Only when you are strong yourself can you be truly strong.”

Standing facing the wind.

Zhang Xianling's eyes were as sharp as a torch, and he could see the strange dry well deep in the dense forest ahead from a long distance.

"It's ridiculous to expect others to give you what you want. Instead of currying favor with the powerful, it's better to strengthen yourself."

Narrow your eyes.

Zhang Xianling grinned and said, "Only when you possess absolute strength will others truly fear and respect you. Living under someone else's thumb will definitely not end well. What they give you, they will take back tenfold or a hundredfold sooner or later!"

After a few words.

Shentu Yu was filled with emotion, and his eyes were filled with inexplicable admiration when he looked at Zhang Xianling.

It doesn't take a while.

Zhang Xianling has already hovered above the entrance of the "Demon-Suppressing Cave".

A huge dry well is right in front of me, and the surrounding area is covered with mottled moss and weeds. God knows how many years it has been since anyone has come close to take care of it.

Look inside.

The deep well was pitch black, like a bottomless pit filled with a dark atmosphere.

Just one look at it is enough to make one feel uneasy.

"Senior brother, why don't we follow them?" Shen Tu Yu asked tentatively.

At this moment.

The other younger disciples of "Junzitang" had already rushed into the dry well.

in silence.

Zhang Xianling looked back outside the dense forest and suddenly felt that several powerful spiritual senses were covering him.

obviously--

Situ Zhong and a group of elders in the rear have been paying attention to their every move.

It is no exaggeration to say that they are watching with eager eyes.

If Zhang Xianling makes any unusual moves, he will definitely face a strong backlash from these old guys.

"go!"

He groaned for a moment.

Zhang Xianling no longer hesitated. Helplessly, he waved his hand and dived into the well with Shen Tu Yu. Soon, they disappeared completely.

A cold wind blew through the jungle, blowing up dead branches and leaves all over the sky.

On the outskirts of the deep forest.

Seeing that everyone had entered the "Demon-Suppressing Cave", Situ Zhong slowly put down his hands, a look of satisfaction appearing between his brows.

"Master, now the great thing has been accomplished..."

Wang Qi, standing by, had a gloomy expression on his face. He rubbed his hands and said, "As long as these ignorant youngsters are infected with the aura of the demon race, we can start harvesting them to our heart's content."

"Don't be impatient."

His eyes were filled with gloom and murderous intent, without any trace of kindness from before.

Situ Zhong said coldly, "Let the formation run for a while longer to completely refine their blood and the demonic aura. Then we can take action and rest assured."

Hear the words.

The elders of the sect smiled but said nothing, their faces full of anticipation.

I waited for more than sixty years.

Their lifespans are almost exhausted. If they don't replenish them, they will probably die soon.

"Brother, let me be frank..."

Beichen Han, standing by, crossed his arms and suddenly spoke up, "That kid named Zhang killed my disciple Bai Zizai and disrupted my plans for no reason. You have to give me a larger portion of the Life-Extending Golden Pill this time, otherwise it's really unacceptable!"

"Yes, that kid is really hateful!"

See this.

Fan Bukong also said, "The three Feng brothers, whom I trained with great difficulty, were severely injured by him. Now, when they are most needed, they are gone too. If I still follow the old rules and deal with my disciples individually, won't I suffer a great loss?!"

in the past.

The elders of the "Junzitang" all perform their duties. They will first take action against their closed disciples, and then deal with the remaining disciples equally.

But this time.

Because of Zhang Xianling, Beichen Han and Fan Bukong's disciples all lost their cultivation, which meant that variables and gaps appeared.

Neither of them was willing to suffer any loss, so they took the initiative to raise objections to Situ Zhong.

Close your eyes.

Situ Zhong pondered for a long time before responding, "Don't worry, you and I are in the same boat. Zhang Xianling is extremely talented. I believe that the golden elixir he can refine alone is enough to prolong my life. The remaining unimportant younger generations will naturally be given more to you."

"In short, the overall situation is the most important..."

Situ Zhong coldly reminded: "If we want to prolong our lives, we can't lose our composure first. We can discuss how to distribute it in the end."

After hearing this.

Beichen Han and Fan Bukong finally calmed down, with satisfied smiles on their faces.

After all.

Everything is just for the sake of survival, and there are many activities that seek profit and avoid harm.

All these years.

The entire "Junzitang" has long been rotten to the core. How can it be as righteous and moral as it appears on the surface?!