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Chapter 1,297 Thousand Spirits Sect(1/2)

Hearing Tan Xiaoyu's words, the brothers and sisters suddenly realized.

So that's it.

In response to Xiaoyu's response, the hunched old man couldn't help but nodded and praised him.

"Xiaoyu has to be smart. She can understand many things at once, so I don't have to worry too much."

Then the old man looked at the others again.

At this time, the old man's face was not that good

"As for you idiots, can't you learn more like Xiaoyu when you do things?"

The old man cursed with a stern voice. .??.

When the disciples heard this, they all buried their heads and were silent.

The cheerful and lively atmosphere along the way disappeared in an instant.

Seeing this scene, the old man felt cold.

There is a way that rotten wood cannot be carved, and a Dou cannot be supported.

If these shameless guys were born against Tiangang, they would be a bit reckless and might be able to make a little clear-headed.

But this reprimand was like a quail, and was completely a bunch of waste.

Relying on such a group of waste, if you want to flourish the lintel of my Qianling Sect, it must be that a toad wants to eat swan meat, which is so beautiful.

"Okay, don't waste time, go find materials to make your own guardian puppets." The old man adjusted his mindset, then stroked his goatee's beard and said, "You must know that if you live long enough, you will have enough puppets in the future... However, the puppets created in this trial may be the most important work in your life."

After saying this, the old man ignored the disciples and squatted on the ground and lit a dry tobacco, and started to smoke.

I don’t know if it’s anger, but the old man failed to ignite the fire in his hand several times.

...

The disciples don't have that much intent.

Hearing the master's words, all the disciples, including Tan Xiaoyu, rushed to the ancient cemetery like crazy.

Seeing the disciples gradually fading away, the old man's face showed a hint of consciousness.

Once upon a time, like these disciples, I came here with excitement to participate in such a test.

It was at this ancient battlefield ruin that I refined my first puppet...

At that time, I was really in my prime.

The old man couldn't help but sigh, and his thoughts were pulled back to the past.

I used to be young too!

I have had my youth.

There are also many senior brothers and sisters around me.

When I was a classmate, the Qianling Sect where I was in was still a first-class sect.

Relying on this mysterious ancient site, a large number of splendid puppet-type monks were born.

It was the time of rushing.

It is also an era when the puppet sect shines.

The puppet sect represented by Qianling Sect has fought its own world between the righteous path and the demon sect.

Thinking of this!

The old man's face showed a blush.

This is more exciting than sleeping with a yellow-flowered girl.

The old man missed the rushing era very much.

pity……

Hundreds of years have changed.

Most of the glory of the past passed away with the wind.

Qianling Sect experienced several huge changes and eventually declined from prosperity.

A huge part of his amazing brothers died in disaster.

The vortex again and again caused the sect's strength to be repeatedly weakened, and eventually it could never return to the first-class level...

Ahem.

Don't talk about first-class standards.

The current Qianling Sect can only be considered as inequality.

The old man looked at his disciples.

These guys were running towards the ancient cemetery happily.

Looking at their cheerful appearance, the old man could only sigh.

Among these guys, except Tan Xiaoyu, the other guys are either self-righteous or have great ambitions and talent. Some people can only be considered as crooked in terms of talent!

Even the smart Tan Xiaoyu seems to be just not talented enough in the old man...

If these children were left young, they would never have been able to get the chance to be tried by the sect!

When I was young, the sect screened the disciples who entered the inner sect, and without exception they were monsters.

well……

The rivers are falling.

The old man couldn't help but sigh.

I don’t know if the sect can produce another wonderful and magnificent figure like the ancestor in the future, which can turn the tide and support the sect and continue the incense for thousands of years for the sect.

At this point when the old man unconsciously thought of his ancestor who started the sect.

The former ancestor was just a puppet show artist who walked around the streets.

Because of the escape, I discovered this ancient battlefield and the ancestor got the opportunity...

The ancestor found a complete puppet inside the ancient battlefield!

This puppet named "Pojun" is extraordinary and has unfathomable strength!

With the puppets of Pojun in hand, the founder of the founding sect swept all the robbers and wild cultivators in the nearby mountainous areas, laying the foundation for the former site of the Thousand Spirit Sect's cave sect.

Back then, the times were not peaceful.

It is a big deal to start a sect. From the first day of opening the door, people with bad intentions come to the door to provoke.

From the great power of the Demon Sect and the Righteous Way to the open pressure of the second-rate sect to collect protection fees, to the famous monks who want to kick the mountain gate to establish their authority...

All of these people who dared to challenge the authority of Qianling Sect were killed by the ancestors!

After a bloody storm, the ancestor established the great name of Qianling Sect.

What a pity.

There is nothing that will take millions of years.

As the saying goes, no one has a thousand days of good flowers, no one has a hundred days of red.

As the ancestor became ascended, Qianling Sect lost control of the super puppet Pojun.

Losing the highest combat power, Qianling Sect began to go downhill.

In the years to come.

The Five Elements of the Right Path and the Magic Sect Magic began to become the dominant mainstream of the cultivation world, and the puppet monks became the last stream of the cultivation world.

Even if several geniuses occasionally emerged in the sect in the following years, these geniuses eventually found it difficult to replicate the feat of the ancestors to win the world.

With the change of the general trend, Qianling Sect gradually became a second-rate.

Then there is endless internal friction.

By now, Qianling Sect has declined.

"I don't know when another genius will be released to help the sect regain its glory."

The old man couldn't help but sigh.

...

Just as the old man sighed helplessly, his disciples had already begun their own trials.

Although corpses piled up on the ancient battlefield, there are not many opportunities to find excellent materials.

The reason is very simple.

Although this is a battlefield ruin, if there is anything good in the thousands of years of screening, it will probably have been almost done by the previous senior brothers, sisters, uncles, and old ancestors.

Until now...
To be continued...
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