The surroundings are full of magma, restlessly swallowing hot bubbles, one bubble bursts, and another bubble will float up, as if telling that the trouble will never be solved, the formation lines on the main hall of the Golden City flickered and dimmed, the Great Left Priest looked up at Zhuang Ji on the roof of the main hall was working hard to destroy all this, Chu Xunyu surrounded him with four people, and the Great Zuo Priest didn't even look back at all, and asked, "Do you have to come to die?"

"We just want this to be over as quickly as possible. Chu Xunyu carried the long sword on his side, "Stop, senior, what if you can release Zhuang Ji? You know better than me how big the outside world is, now that the war years have passed, it is no longer the past when wolf smoke and killing were raging, at this time, it is useless to release Zhuang Ji, even if it can disturb the southern Xinjiang for a while, it is useless, all the monks in the world are sitting at home in a good manner, as soon as they make a move, let alone a Zhuang Ji, even ten, a hundred such monsters will be cleaned up, what's the point?"

"I didn't expect it to dominate. Dazuo replied quietly, "Zhuang Ji's dream is just a dream, he, a dictatorial tyrant, is willing to live in his dream, as long as he can kill Dao Yuxin." ”

"Is it worth it?" Miao Buyan stepped forward and asked angrily, "Dazuo Sacrifice, even if you kill Dao Yuxin, you will lose the lives of tens of millions of people in southern Xinjiang, is it worth it?"

"Don't tell me it's worth it or not!" Da Zuo Sacrifice was also angry, and when he turned around, the fire in his eyes burned even brighter, and he stretched out his finger and shouted at Miao Buyan, "Among all people, only the sect leader is not qualified to say that." ”

"If you want to disturb southern Xinjiang, you won't let me say it?" Miao Buyan was amused.

"What did you say?" Dazuo took a step forward, "what can you say?"

Forget Chen hurriedly stood in front of Miao Buyan, but Da Zuo didn't pay attention to it, but stared at Miao Buyan and reprimanded, "Do you know what the Baizhong Sect is? What is the people? What is a cup master? What is a cultivator?"

"Of course I know ......"

"You don't know anything!" Dazuo Priest gritted his teeth and interrupted her with an angry roar, "What do you know at such a young age?"

Miao Buyan also pushed away the forgotten dust, pointed to the ground and shouted at the Dazuo sacrifice: "I know that I want to protect the foundation of the Baizhong Sect! I want to protect the thousands of people in southern Xinjiang! I have carried the Baizhong Sect through the flames of war! I only know that the Baizhong Sect has been maintained to this day with my share of credit!"

"Superficial. Dazuo smiled contemptuously, "You don't understand anything." ”

"I don't understand, or are you selfish?" Miao Buyan also laughed contemptuously, "It's just because you don't satisfy your little selfish desire for power, you use the matter of Dao Yuxin to make trouble everywhere, and now you want to destroy southern Xinjiang, you are really humble and greedy, you want that little bit of power in the sect so much?"

"Rights? I want rights?" Dazuo laughed, "You know what I want?"

"You want to control everything!" Miao Buyan said coldly, "You want to get rid of your poor fate, you want to control the whole sect and take back everything from the Ming Dian Sect Master!"

"Wrong!" Da Zuo Priest stared at Miao Buyan seriously, "I don't want to be the sect leader, let alone any Baizhong Sect, I want to practice quietly in the mountains, I want to stop living this kind of life like a dog serving the food, clothing, shelter and transportation of you sect leaders for generations, I want to see the prosperous life of this clan, I want to live a paradise life like the cultivators of the Central Plains!"

"But you're not a cultivator!" Miao Buyan roared, "You're a cup master! you're a cup master of my Hundred Middle School Sect, and you have a responsibility to bear!"

"The cup master is the cultivator!" Dazuo Priest glared angrily and shouted out a heart-shattering sentence.

"You...... What are you talking about......" Miao Buyan took two steps back in disbelief.

"I said, "I'm just like them, just like you, I'm a cultivator!" Da Zuo replied word by word, turning his head to look at Chu Xunyu, Mu Yuan, and Wangchen, "I'm just like them, just like this person of yours, I'm a cultivator, why are you afraid? Afraid that we won't rule southern Xinjiang anymore? Afraid that we won't go down to distribute grain and treat diseases for people in the fields? Afraid that we won't be going to plug the gap in the Nu River flood? We're going to do it!"

"This ...... Senior, I'll interject. Mu Yuan raised his hand and gestured, "We Han cultivators still often go to help the people do these things. ”

"That's 'often', not 'must', listen to what I say, it just means that we will do it, it's not our responsibility, we can go or not, we have something called 'freedom'. Dazuo Sacrifice explained Mu Yuan's words.

"Coincidentally. Chu Xunyu smiled bitterly, "That friend of yours said not long ago that he didn't want freedom, and it was ironic that you wanted to be free after you played your life here." ”

Miao Buyan accused disdainfully: "You are actually still the descendant of the Mingdian Sect Master, how can the Mingdian Sect Master teach descendants like you......"

"To hell with the Mingdian Sect Master!" Dazuo said coldly, "Girl, the Baizhong Sect was established from the troubled times, and I want to dominate one side in the troubled times, but this is just a beautiful fantasy. ”

Dazuo Priest pointed at Zhuang Ji on it and said: "This guy wants to rule Southern Xinjiang, but look at his current appearance, the Ming Dian also wants to rule Southern Xinjiang, but it has not been completed until death, why do you still have this dream? Yuanmeng is strong enough, it can be said that it was very prosperous, but what kind of people have they squeezed the people into? Their methods to the people are not as good as Zhuang Ji, but they have only ruled for 98 years, 98 years, less than a hundred years, and it is not enough for cultivators to retreat once, why? Because the times are different, the Yellow River and the Yangtze River in the Central Plains, the way of Confucius and Mencius, and the brocade and silk, what is there in southern Xinjiang? Relying on a little Pu'er tea and herbs harvested every year, they can rule a country? Let me tell you Miao Buyan, you remember my words, it is only a matter of time before the Central Plains uses troops against southern Xinjiang, and when the wounds of the last war are healed, it will be my turn to be a small land in southern Xinjiang, what do you think Zhu Yuanzhang will do to us grass boys? Let me tell you, in their eyes, we are not cultivators, but the second Yuanmeng, go and see those royal nobles in Yuanmeng to know what will happen to us in the future, he will drag our corpses out and hang them on the city wall to show the public, I don't want my people to become a dry corpse swaying in the wind, I want to become a cultivator who is high in their eyes and hides from the world. ”

After listening to the words of the Great Left Sacrifice, everyone was silent, and Wangchen turned around and said to Miao Buyan very embarrassed: "Yan'er, actually...... That's right, Yuanmeng has always wanted to clean you up, but he didn't have this opportunity or time, Zhu Yuanzhang...... Even if Zhu Yuanzhang doesn't do it, his son and grandson will, and you didn't say it yourself, how far can the Baizhong Sect lead Southern Xinjiang?"

Miao Buyan just wanted to speak, but suddenly Da Zuo scolded and said, "Damn it!"