After wearing the book, I was taken away by the little junior brother Bai Qihei

Chapter 374
What Qiao Xiaoxiao least expected happened.

Sect Master Ziyun is really not something they can deal with.

And
"Brother Su, the Purple Cloud Sect has been established for thousands of years, and such vicious and evil methods have never appeared before, why?"

How could Yeling Su not know what she wanted to ask.

"I didn't have it before, but it doesn't mean I can't get it now."

"As for how to get it, maybe it's God's will, maybe it's a man-made disaster."

God's will is nothing more than chance.

After all, no one can guarantee that there will be no traces left by evil cultivators on Qiantian Continent.

Once these things are seen again.

So right and wrong, it all depends on the thought of the person who gets it.

As for the man-made disaster, someone deliberately handed over these exercises and magic tools to Sect Master Ziyun.

Who is this person?

Could it be from...another continent?

What is the purpose?
It is impossible to help the poor and develop younger brothers.

Qiantian Continent, I'm afraid it's going to be chaotic.

In the subconscious area of ​​the arm, the boy pressed the little girl's body in front of him.

Qiao Xiaoxiao's forehead was caught off guard and pressed against Ye Lingsu's knee.

"Brother Su"

The little girl had no idea that Yeling Su had already seen the leopard.

Foreboding that catastrophe is coming.

And after she heard these words, she naturally thought of the great changes that would take place in Xuantianzong when the original body was 14 years old.

That's right, a certain balance has always been maintained among the four major sects.

The maintenance of this balance comes from the similar strength of everyone.

But what if one side suddenly becomes stronger?
Will it still be willing to sit on an equal footing with the other three parties?
No, absolutely not.

It will want to be the sole overlord.

Furthermore, they also accidentally discovered the big secret of Ziyunzong this time.

So in places where they can't go, can't see... Will there be such things happening?

For a moment, Qiao Xiaoxiao's thoughts were racing in her little head.

In two months, she will be ten years old.

Ten years old, the minimum age for Zongmen disciples to recruit new ones.

Ten years old, the minimum age limit for participating in the 'Tianjiao Awards'.

Ten years old means that the monk's enlightenment period has passed and the real preschool education stage has entered.

Of course, neither she nor Yeling Su are in this circle.

Yeling Su didn't know that the little girl had filled her brain so much.

Seeing her blankly, I thought she was frightened.

Little girl~ always extra delicate.

"Don't be afraid, my brother is here."

Qiao Xiaoxiao suddenly hugged his leg.

"Brother Su, we have to go back and tell Dad about this quickly."

It's a pity that grandpa's old man retreated.

This time it's an impact on Mahayana, and I don't know when I will be able to exit the level.

Let alone four years, 40 years are possible.

So. When the catastrophe of the extermination of the clan occurred in the original book, would grandpa be in seclusion?

But after the Zongmen collapsed, Grandpa was disturbed, and his mind was so shaken that he was defeated and died
The more Qiao Xiaoxiao thought about it, the more she felt it was possible.

Ye Lingsu comforted the little girl.

"it is good."

However, it is still necessary to add obstacles to Ziyunzong before leaving.

The next day.

Ziyun Zongshu Pavilion was stolen again.

Ransacked from bottom to top.

After days of chaos, the elders of several major peaks were furious.

But his own suzerain is in seclusion, and the young suzerain sees the beginning but does not see the end.

Even if I saw it, I never paid attention to it.

In fact, it was too much trouble because of things.

Sect Master Ziyun who is 'in retreat' has also received news.

So, after Hua Yulong came out of the Black Water Forbidden Cliff that day, her whole body was dying and crumbling.

His face was extremely ferocious, and the resentment in his eyes was as thick as burnt ink.

(End of this chapter)