Refuse to trample on the pride of heaven

Chapter 274 Undercurrent surging

What on earth is the Demon Lord here for?

Looking at Wuzhi, who was so proud of himself and soon mixed with his disciples again, with his tail swinging up to the sky, Lu Wensheng felt that his role was like a mascot.

Because the supreme elder of the Wenxian Sect was present, the location was arranged by the Wenxian Sect.

It is said that the meeting this time is attended by the five major sects, but they are just taking the lead. There are also participants from other large and small sects, and even some independent cultivators - it can be said that almost the entire cultivation world has come.

The high platform has been built and only the top leaders of the five major sects, the masters of other sects, and powerful independent cultivators have space for them.

Wu Zhi changed into human form and led his subordinates to sit down. The attitude of the demon world was "We are not here to destroy you, we are here to join this big family." So no matter what everyone was discussing, they kept silent throughout the whole process and treated everyone equally.

Currently, several sect leaders are discussing the matter, led by Tao Yin. Sect Leader Shen Wenxin of Lingxiao Sect just nodded in agreement. The Pavilion Master of Xuanyi Pavilion said nothing. The Valley Master of Medical Valley, Gu Qinghe, was trying to fish in troubled waters. Only the Valley Master of Piaomiao Valley would interrupt.

When together, they are like sand; when scattered, they are like scattered sand.

Not to mention Shen Wenxin and Gu Qinghe, the two fools and unhappy ones, the master of Xuanyi Pavilion did not express his opinion, and the master of Piaomiao Valley seemed to have put forward opinions, but in fact, the Piaomiao Valley in his words was staying out of the matter.

Wu Zhi said that he was a mascot, and he didn't interrupt the affairs of the human race, but he crossed his legs and supported his chin, looking left and right, and the gloating in his eyes was about to overflow, for he was afraid that everyone would not fight.

Lu Wensheng watched them practicing Tai Chi and sighed: He still said the same thing, the future of the cultivation world is endless.

The Supreme Elder was impatient with all this: "Alright! What time is it now, and you are still testing me with all these nonsense?! Let's get down to business." If these people were not considered his juniors, and if they had some friendship with their master in the past, he would have been rude. The behavior of each of them made him angry.

Tao Yin coughed and said, "Okay, call those disciples up."

The five major sects changed their previous method of only caring about their own disciples. Instead, they picked out all the children who came to the five major sects to become disciples and asked them to go to the sects that suit them. This ensured that the potential of these new generations was maximized and a growth method suitable for them was developed, rather than asking these children who knew nothing to choose for themselves.

Most of these children were very reserved, wearing white clothes without any identification. The oldest child was only fifteen or sixteen years old. Lu Wensheng and other disciples from the Discipline Hall escorted them up.

Some of them might not have been well fed or clothed before entering the mountain gate, and they looked malnourished, and it was difficult for them to even step over the stairs. Lu Wensheng felt sorry for them, and when he saw a child stumble due to nervousness, he quickly caught him and carried him onto the stage.

The child looked back every few steps and followed the team nervously, but he felt inexplicably at ease and only remembered the other party's gentle eyes.

The disciples in the Discipline Hall followed suit and carried the children who were too young to carry them up, one by one. This made the solemn occasion more humane and warm.

The children who can be on the stage not only have spiritual roots, but also have good talent or understanding, otherwise they would not be arranged in such a high-profile manner.

[Deer cub, pay attention to the stage, there are demon cultivators hiding there, and there are quite a few of them!] The system suddenly spoke.

Lu Wensheng's expression changed slightly, his hand naturally placed on his sword, and he transmitted a message to Wu Feipeng and the others.

"Keep your eyes on the audience and act accordingly."

Wu Feipeng was stunned for a moment, but he did not doubt it. His relaxed heart tightened, and he agreed, staring at the audience calmly.

The demon cultivators who had sneaked into the team and were hiding stared at the young and fragile figures on the stage, with excitement and bloodthirsty light in their eyes. After communicating with each other, black shadows rushed out from the crowd like ghosts.

Everyone saw a flash before their eyes, and the black shadow had already rushed towards the platform. The children turned their heads and widened their eyes in fear, not knowing what to do. The black shadow in front of them instantly approached one of the children, and its skinny hands stretched out like eagle claws, bringing with it a fierce gust of wind. They were frightened so much that their faces turned pale, and they instinctively stepped back, but it was too late.

The senior executives were still discussing arrangements and were not paying attention to the audience. They were too late to sense the fluctuations because the children were too close to the audience and those demon cultivators were using all their strength.

At the critical moment, Lu Wensheng's sword was already unsheathed, the spiritual energy was surging, the sword body was buzzing, and he directly cut off the opponent's outstretched arm. He turned his body and slapped the opponent with force, and the opponent retreated again and again.

With a few muffled "puff" sounds, the meridians in the demon cultivator's body broke bit by bit under the impact of the powerful spiritual power. The unbearable pain instantly spread throughout the demon cultivator's body. He let out a shrill scream, and under the sudden impact of the pain, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell straight down.

Everyone was stunned. The surroundings suddenly became quiet, with only the young man's calm voice: "Leave him alive."

Everyone in the Discipline Hall said in unison: "Yes!"

The disciples who were notified responded and set off one by one, targeting the demon cultivators behind them. In an instant, drops of silver water splashed, sword shadows jumped and undulated, and the harsh sound of metal collisions echoed.

The disciples of the Discipline Hall who did not go up looked normal, except Shi Yubai who was in front and looked confused.

The sudden chaos was suppressed in just a cup of tea, and was resolved by the disciples of the Discipline Hall themselves without even any intervention from the top management.

Some people who were near the stage were still in a daze. What happened? Was there a demon cultivator? Was it dealt with by the Discipline Hall? Was it so fast? He didn't even see clearly!

"As expected, a good teacher produces excellent students. The disciple of Shelu Daojun is really outstanding."

"Elder Jun has a successor!"

There was silence on the stage for a moment, and after coming back to their senses, everyone started praising Lu Wensheng.

The veins on Jun Ning's hand disappeared, and she breathed a sigh of relief, followed by a sense of pride and a smile on her face. Some of the bigwigs who saw her expression thought they had seen it wrong - Jun Ning could smile so gently? It was really weird.

If the evil cultivator is exposed, even if the top leaders react and take action, there will definitely be some losses. These children are the new generation of disciples, and everyone will be heartbroken when losing one of them. It would be best if no one gets hurt.

Lu Wensheng, who asked his disciples to pack up the living people and carry them to the stage, received many inquiring and admiring glances from people.

Some of these high-level monks had seen Lu Wensheng, while others had only heard of him, but this time Lu Wensheng was noticed by them.

Those demon cultivators were restricted from speaking. Lu Wensheng looked over carefully and suddenly one of them looked up at Lu Wensheng, blinked, and spoke.

"Mission accomplished, don't worry, sir."

Why did you tell him this?

Lu Wensheng frowned, his heart inexplicably tightened, an ominous premonition surged into his mind, and in a flash, he seemed to understand something.