Opening Reward 100 Million Lives Chapter 1706: Go to the head of Jiang

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Weiheng, congratulations!"

"You are so lucky, so enviable."

Everyone knows that he is deliberately taunting Weiheng.

After all, the gates of the Golden Soul Temple and Feixing Hall are not far apart, and the two sects have had friction before.

Although Feixing Hall only has one Dao Zun, Weiheng, it has never been inferior to the Golden Soul Temple, which has two Taoists.

Just who would have thought that they didn't have a winner in a direct confrontation before. Now on the front line, life and death are divided because of lottery.

Weiheng gritted his teeth, ignoring Daozun Yang's mockery.

Instead, he looked at the elder Ming Yatian on the high platform with grief and indignation.

"The first three draws at Feixing Hall were all black draws!"

"Every time, we have disciples killed!"

"And this time, we got a red lottery. Isn't that going too far?"

Even if you want to operate behind the scenes, even if you use us as cannon fodder, you still need to give people a little hope every now and then, right?

He clenched his fists tightly and said angrily: "Isn't this pushing us to death?"

"Bold!"

The elder's expression darkened.

"What do you mean?"

"Are you saying that we Mingyatian did unfairly and secretly did something wrong?"

"That's what he thinks, and his heart can be punished!"

Yang Gong is still fanning the flames.

"Weiheng, you are so courageous, how dare you question Ming Yatian, disrespect you Taoist saints!"

"What's your fault?"

"I didn't!"

Weiheng Dao Zun is not stupid, he knows that even if this is the truth, he can't say it clearly.

Because of this crime, I can't afford it myself.

He can only change the wording.

"I just think it's too daunting."

"We Feixing Hall only have more than 30 disciples, and we are weak and can't afford such a heavy responsibility..."

"There's nothing I can't afford."

The elder waved impatiently.

"The above will not disapprove of your incompetence, provided you do your best, understand?"

"What's more, if you don't go, who should go?"

"Yes!"

Dao Zun Yanggong is helping out again.

"Others can go to the red lottery, why can't you go to Feixing Hall?"

"Are you Feixing Hall disciples more expensive than others?"

Weiheng can't wait to strangle him.

But in the end, he could only leave the camp with the red sign under the gazes of everyone either with sympathy or rejoicing.

Back to Feixing Hall's immortal boat, the 35 second and third generation disciples who were waiting inside immediately gathered around.

"Master, what's the matter?"

"Master, what lot did you draw this time?"

"Our first three times were all black draws, and six senior brothers died. This time it's our turn to draw white draws, right?"

"Haha, according to common sense, it's our turn to take a rest at the camp."

Facing a pair of eyes full of anticipation, Dao Zun Weiheng suddenly didn't know how to speak.

Especially in the face of the man and woman at the head, he felt a colicky pain in his heart.

Ye Ming and Ye Tang, these two brothers and sisters, he accidentally met when he traveled to the land of Taoism 30 billion years ago.

Before that, Weiheng had been on his own.

After encountering this pair of brothers and sisters who were only in the realm of immortal kings, he was inexplicably moved by the idea of ​​accepting disciples.

Gradually, the later Feixing Hall came into being.

Although there is not as much income and scale as most sects, each disciple here is like his son and nephew.

Although the one with the lowest cultivation level among them is only at the fifth level of the Emperor Realm.

The only two supreme leaders in the sect, Ye Ming and Ye Tang, devoted his countless efforts.

He couldn't imagine the day when they would die one after the other in front of him.

However, there are some things you can't escape even if you don't say it.

"We're... a red sign this time."

"What?"

"Red Sign!"

"How could this be?"

Several disciples in the room seemed to have suddenly lost all their strength and sat down on the ground.

"My God, this is for us to die!"

"There are 20 juniors and juniors among us who are not even here with the Venerable. Isn't it child's play to send us to spy on intelligence?"

"Don't think about it, we have been signed three times in a row, and this time with a red one, someone is deliberately targeting us!"

"It must be the instigation behind the Temple of the Golden Soul, after all, they know the Taoist Church Miao!"

"Yes, there are 10,000 ways for them to kill us..."

The disciples were angry and sad, completely unable to accept this ending.

Ye Ming and Ye Tang performed much better than others.

After three seconds of shock and unwillingness, he quickly calmed down.

Ye Ming said solemnly: "For now, I have to think of a way to survive as much as possible!"

"Going to the front line to spy on intelligence is not without tactics. We can consider passively executing the order and not approaching the camp on the Tiangong side."

"Useless."

Wei Heng shook his head.

"After receiving the red sign, Ming Yatian can know our location at any time at the back."

"Once the miller is found, he will be executed when he returns."

Ye Tang pursed her lips and lowered her voice.

"Then let's go to Xiaomangyu."

"On the way to spy on, just leave this **** clear domain, as long as you enter there, there will be a way to survive!"

"That's not going to work either."

Wei Heng shook his head again.

"Ming Yatian will chase and kill us, and we will be killed before we reach the Xiaomang Domain ~IndoMTL.com~."

"If it wasn't for this reason, I would have taken you there long ago, you know..."

He sighed lightly, his eyes firming.

"Forget it, I've reached the point where the mountains and rivers are exhausted, and I can only count on that one."

After saying that, his eyes swept across every disciple present.

"Each of you will leave 35 hairs, or 35 drops of blood, to the others for safekeeping."

"Huh?"

The disciples expressed their confusion.

"Master, what does this mean?"

"Yes, Shizu, what's the use of this?"

"You're a bit rambunctious, do you still know witchcraft?"

Dao Zun Weiheng smiled slightly.

"This is a chance to save everyone, and you will do it."

Wee Heng breathed a sigh of relief when everyone had 35 other people's hairs or drops of blood.

"If any of you are lucky enough to survive this war in the future and leave Mingzai Domain alive, remember to go to Feixianmen."

"Fei Xianmen?"

The disciples were shocked.

"You mean that Feixianmen in Xiaomangyu?"

Since the previous battle of the Rouyue Leader, Feixianmen is now well-known in the entire Yuanxian Realm.

Jiang Cheng's name made countless immortals feel like thunder.

But to these disciples in the arena, it was like a legendary sect, and it was too far away from them.

"Yes."

Wee Heng smiled and nodded.

"It's the Feixianmen that shocked the entire Yuanxian Realm."

His eyes flashed with nostalgia.

"After I got there, I asked to see the head of Jiang, and then handed over this thing, and he would naturally understand everything."

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