After a silence, Song Yu in the meditation hall finally came back to his senses, he looked at the Zhao Bailian in front of him, and suddenly had a feeling that he had seen his true face for the first time in the past ten years, and it seemed that only at this time had he seen his true face for the first time, but the anger on Song Yu's face did not subside, and there was no intention of retreating in his heart.

He swallowed his saliva and said in a deep voice: "The sect master is really so bold, even the old man has to admire you, it's just what the sect master wants to do, have you ever thought that this is related to the inheritance of my Lotus Sect for hundreds of years, how huge it is?

As soon as Song Yu said this, the Supreme Elders of the other three factions immediately looked at Zhao Bailian, and their faces became a little ugly.

In fact, as Song Yu said, originally such a matter involving the sects and sects, according to the door rules, the sect master and the elders should have jointly held a council, which is also the meaning of the existence of this meditation hall. Although Feng Yuanshan had already sensed the implications, the reason why he didn't choose to make it clear before was because of the fact that Zhao Bailian carried out this matter, which was quite beneficial to their Qiuzi faction in terms of interests.

He knew very well that if he sent out the real core disciples of his Qiuzi faction, he would not have a chance to win the first place, although the eight Little Lotus Peaks that his Qiuzi faction originally chose to live in were not as full of aura as the mountains of the spring and summer factions, but among the disciples under him, there were also talented people, such as Bai Bing, who was named by Zhao Bailian bluntly, which was one of his hole cards in this selection competition.

However, for Feng Yuanshan's intention to stay out of the matter like this, bent on being a yellow bird, how could he not know the city that Song Yu had been rolling in the red dust for hundreds of years, and how could it be as he wished?

Song Yu sneered, thinking in his heart, "As long as you still want pie in the sky, how can there be such a good thing." ”

At this moment, Song Yu, who was already in his chest and wanted to see how Zhao Bailian would end, did not wait for the latter to answer, and a young inner disciple walked in outside the meditation hall, it was Ning Zhiyuan, who had helped Zhao Bailian ring the ancient bell three times before.

Ning Zhiyuan held a bundle of incense in his hand, walked into the hall respectfully, and saw that five people equivalent to the core of the entire Lotus Sect were gathered in the hall, plus feeling the quiet and unusually solemn atmosphere in the hall at this moment, he couldn't help but be so nervous that he trembled a little, but fortunately, Zhao Bailian, who was dressed in a green shirt, still had a pleasant face, smiled and took the fragrance from his hand, and nodded to him again.

Ning Zhiyuan comprehended and exited the hall without saying a word, but after he came out, he still felt a little uneasy about the atmosphere inside, but he immediately thought that he was just an ordinary inner disciple, not even an ordinary elder, what kind of heart is this foolishness?

In the Temple of Meditation.

Zhao Bailian began to pick out three of the three incense sticks that looked relatively good from the bundle of incense sent by Ning Zhiyuan, and when he was doing this, his whole person seemed extremely serious, and the four Supreme Elders didn't know why, but they all had expressions on their faces, many of which were cold-eyed, and they were extremely rich.

After Zhao Bailian picked out three incense sticks, his fingertips gently wiped them from the tail, and then lit the fragrance in his hand, he walked straight to the statue of the ancestor god on the desk, and then inserted the three incense sticks that had been lit by him with secret techniques into the incense burner, and then turned to look at the four people.

A slight smile appeared on Zhao Bailian's face, and she said slowly: "Actually, before deciding to do this, I didn't think about it, would the four elders be dissatisfied with this, thinking that I was acting as a substitute for the elders, or that I was disrespectful? Now it seems that it is indeed yes, but then I thought, no matter what you think of me, I must do this matter, because with the fact that my Lotus Sect is currently in a situation where it exists in name only, I am no longer allowed to follow the opinions of the elders in everything as before." ”

Zhao Bailian smiled away, and continued: "In the more than ten years since I took over the sect master, the Baishan Spring Hunt has been in my position, and this is the fourth time, every time before, I have been held by the suggestions of the elders, and I will send which disciples you want to send, I have maintained my acquiescence and permission, but except for Elder Wang and Elder Han, they have sent the core disciples that their own faction relies on the most from beginning to end, when did Elder Song and Elder Feng not randomly select a few inner disciples to do something hastily?" I know that in the spring hunt, there are dangers, and it is inevitable that there will be disciples who will fall from it and never come back, and I also understand your thoughts about trying to protect those core disciples, but ......"

Zhao Bailian suddenly lengthened her tone and said meaningfully: "You have to make sure that the disciple you protect with all your strength is really worthy of your protection." ”

When Song Yu and Feng Yuanshan heard this, they immediately set off a storm in their hearts.

Seeing the facial expressions of the two at the moment, Zhao Bailian stopped and stopped talking about the topic, because he knew that many times, especially people like Song Yu, what they cared about most was their own face.

Without waiting for Song Yu and Feng Yuanshan to make any explanation, Zhao Bailian turned his head to look at the statue of the Patriarch God, her face was full of melancholy, and she sighed and said, "All along, in fact, I really want to ask the four elders a question, I want to ask you, this Lotus Sect that has been inherited for more than three hundred years, can you really bear to see it destroyed in our hands like this?"

Including Song Yu, when faced with this question, they didn't know how to answer for a while, so they could only be silent.

However, Zhao Bailian can be moved by them, but he may not be able to make them all appreciate it, such as Song Yu, when he began to calm down, and recalled his already wavering situation, he gritted his teeth and said: "Watching the sect continue to decline, we will naturally be sad about this, the sect master's question is too chilling." ”

When Zhao Bailian heard this, she suddenly turned her head to look at him, and said with a chill in her eyes: "Elder Song, then do you know why I want to formulate this rule that seems to be only for your Chunzi Sect?"

Now Song Yu, where in his heart is not clear about the other party's meaning, but he has made up his mind not to admit it, he doesn't believe that with his identity, what can the other party do with him, then he flicked his sleeves and was furious, and replied loudly: "The old man is not a roundworm in your stomach, where do you know what kind of ghost you are doing, but no matter where, without the unanimous approval of the rules of the elders of the four factions, the old man will never agree with your willful action." ”

After Song Yu finished saying this, he couldn't help but glance at Feng Yuanshan, who had a gloomy face, and the intention in his eyes was obvious.

Zhao Bailian, who seemed to be elegant and peaceful, shook his head lightly after hearing this, and finally reached the limit of his patience, he looked at the statue of the ancestor god, and couldn't help laughing at himself, and then on him, an incomparably strong sword aura suddenly emanated.

The sword qi is like a dragon going out to sea.

The bundle of incense on the table, which had only been picked up for three sticks, was all suspended in the air.

Fifty-eight sticks of fragrance.

It's like fifty-eight flying swords.

Each one carried a powerful sword aura that belonged to the Upper Three Realms that they didn't dare to hope for.

Zhao Bailian's vision was always focused on the statue of the fifth-generation patriarch on the desk.

At this moment, Song Yu and the others suddenly understood that the other party's previous incense was to be able to completely tear their faces with them in front of the ancestor statue at this moment.

Zhao Bailian closed her eyes and said sadly: "The five generations of patriarchs once said that the truth of the world, there will always be a day when it can't be explained, only the sword in the hand is the real truth, I couldn't understand it before, I always thought that since everyone is the same disciple, no matter how greedy for benefits in private, the heart is still in the sect, it seems that I have been wrong from beginning to end!"

Zhao Bailian suddenly opened her eyes, and the fifty-eight incense sticks that were still hanging in the air quickly swam away from the air and lined up in a formation.

The tip of the sword pointed directly at the four Supreme Elders present.

He said coldly: "But you shouldn't forget, my Lotus Sect is the Sword Sect after all." ”