"The Void is extremely dangerous, there is not enough defense, no one dares to go, so no one knows that resources can be obtained from the sky, and it is understandable to think about it." Feiyang Zhenjun touched his face, he was seriously injured when he bravely entered the void, and he deeply understood it.

"There's no extenuating reason at all." The big orange cat sneered, "Now you only have Yuanying as the highest cultivator, without the inheritance of your predecessors, you don't know everything, it can be regarded as excusable, but when there were those high-level great cultivators who combined with the gods, why didn't they find that the void had resources to use?" If he had studied the flying magic weapon available in the Void since that time, the current Wind Roaring Realm would have already taken a new path of life, where would it be the current miserable appearance? The high-ranking monks who survived after the Great Decay had not made any contribution to the way out of the Wind Ring Realm for tens of thousands of years. ”

“……！”

For a while, everyone in the hall was silent, what the big orange cat said was also what Lu Xiaoman had always complained about the most, for tens of thousands of years, those high-level seniors estimated that they only cared about their own way out, and what the future of the Fengming Realm was never in their consideration.

The six Yuanying Sword Cultivators of the Xuntian Sect were powerless to refute, the sect was established for eight thousand years, and at that time, there were cultivators who turned into gods, and even there were several monks in the merger period, and indeed no one pointed out that the void above their heads had inexhaustible mineral resources, and at that time, all the sect wanted was to try their best to provide for the high-level monks of their own sect, let them go outside to find a way out, and then come back to help the sect.

But there are more people who go out and fewer who come back, gradually, there are fewer and fewer local advanced god cultivators in the Wind Roaring Realm, five hundred years ago, after the only god ancestor of the Tianyi Sect sat down, there was no god in the Wind Roar Realm, and the Yuan Infant was the greatest.

"It's us who went the wrong way, thank you for your advice." The head came back to his senses and thanked him.

"I'm not blaming you, although you are all yuan babies, but in my eyes you are still just a group of small seedlings, without the guidance of the elders you can understand anything, if it weren't for the way of the sword that my children walked, I wouldn't have come out in person to tell you so much, the overall development of sword cultivation can't be developed, it's a waste of talent to drag my children's hind legs, in order not to let you drag your feet, if you have any resources, I will provide them, if you don't have them, you go to Yejiaxiang to buy them, this family must not underestimate them." The big orange cat secretly poked and boasted about himself.

"Thank you, sir!"

"The Ye family in Yejiaxiang is really an ancient family that has been passed down from tens of thousands of years ago to the present?!"

The Yuanying Sword Cultivators were happy for a while, and shocked for a while.

"Before our artificial preparation of spiritual energy was made, their Ye family restaurant was providing food full of spiritual energy and a large number of extinct spiritual materials, where did it come from? I don't know. But it's nothing strange to put them on the level of a family that has been passed down from ancient times to the present day. ”

"That's right."

"Okay, that's what I'm going to say, to sum up, I'll take care of you, you all have to practice well, don't drag my children back, according to the eighty-two principle, the existing number of sword cultivators, to produce four hundred and eighty Jin Dan and ninety-six Yuan Infants, you must step up your efforts and not slack off, on the basis of this number of people, it is possible to produce one or two Mahayana in the future, so in the future, the new sect recruitment should focus on the sword cultivation seedlings."

“…… Mahayana?! ”

The six Yuan Infant Sword Cultivators were suddenly choked by this great target, and then they got up together and bowed to the big orange cat, and Lu Xiaoman and Xi Mo hurriedly retreated to the wall.

"Yes, sir!"