Chapter 1706 Go to Head Jiang

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"Wei Heng, congratulations!"

"You are so lucky, so enviable."

Everyone knew that he was deliberately mocking Weiheng.

After all, the gates of Jinpo Temple and Feixingtang are not far apart, and the two sects have had friction before.

Although Feixingtang only has one Taoist priest, Wei Heng, it has never been at a disadvantage against Jinpo Temple, which has two Taoist priests.

But who would have thought that there was no winner in their direct confrontation before. Now on this front line, life and death are determined by drawing lots.

Wei Heng gritted his teeth and ignored Taoist Yang Gong's sarcasm.

Instead, he looked at the elder Ming Yatian on the high platform with eyes filled with sorrow and indignation.

"The first three draws at Feixingtang, all were black draws!"

"Every time, one of our disciples dies in battle!"

"And this time, we got a red draw again. Isn't this too much?"

Even if you want to operate in secret, even if you treat us as cannon fodder, you still have to give people a little hope occasionally, right?

He clenched his fists tightly and said angrily: "Isn't this pushing us towards death?"

"Be bold!"

The elder's face darkened.

"What do you mean?"

"Are you saying that we, Ming Yatian, are doing things unfairly and have done something secretly?"

"That's what he thinks, and his heart is so cruel!"

Yang Gong was still fanning the flames.

"Wei Heng, you are so brave, you dare to question Ming Yatian, and you are disrespectful to all Taoist saints!"

"What's your crime?"

"I don't!"

Dao Zun Wei Heng is not stupid. He knows that even if this is the truth, he cannot say it openly.

Because of this crime, I cannot afford it.

He could only rephrase it.

"I just think this task is too difficult."

"We in Feixing Hall only have more than thirty disciples. We are too weak to shoulder such a heavy responsibility..."

"There's nothing you can't afford."

The elder waved his hand impatiently.

"The superiors will not disdain your incompetence. The premise is that you try your best. Do you understand?"

"What's more, if you don't go, then who is suitable to go?"

"that is!"

Taoist Master Yang Gong helped again.

"Others can go if they get a red lottery, why can't you go to Feixingtang?"

"Are your Feixing Hall disciples more valuable than others?"

Weiheng wanted to strangle him to death.

But in the end, he could only leave the camp with the red ticket under the eyes of everyone with sympathy or joy.

Returning to the fairy boat in Feixingtang, the 35 second- and third-generation disciples waiting inside immediately gathered around.

"Master, what's wrong?"

"Master, what lot did you draw this time?"

"The first three times we got a black draw, six senior brothers died in each of them. It must be our turn to get a white draw this time, right?"

"Haha, according to common sense, it's our turn to have a rest in the camp."

Facing a pair of expectant eyes, Dao Zun Weiheng suddenly didn't know how to speak.

Especially facing the man and woman at the head, he felt a twinge of pain in his heart.

Ye Ming and Ye Tang, these brothers and sisters were accidentally met by him when he traveled to the land of Jue 30 billion years ago.

Before that, Weiheng had been working alone.

After meeting this brother and sister, whose cultivation level was only at the Immortal King level, he inexplicably wanted to take on a disciple.

Gradually, the Feixingtang came into being.

Although there is no large-scale recruitment and expansion like most sects, every disciple here is like his nephew and descendant.

Although the one with the lowest cultivation level among them is only at the fifth level of the Emperor Realm.

And Ye Ming and Ye Tang, the only two supreme masters in the sect, have devoted countless efforts into them.

He couldn't imagine that one day, they would die in front of him one after another.

However, there are some things you can’t escape even if you don’t say them.

"This time we... have a red ticket."

"What?"

"Red sign!"

"how so?"

Several disciples in the room seemed to have suddenly lost all their strength and sat down on the ground.

"Oh my God, we are going to die!"

"There are still 20 junior brothers and sisters among us who are not even worthy of being respected. So sending us to spy on information, isn't this child's play?"

"Don't think about it, there are three black signs in a row, and this time there is a red sign. Someone is deliberately targeting us!"

"It must be the instigation behind the Jinpo Temple. After all, they know Taoist Saint Tangmiao!"

"That's right, there are ten thousand ways they can kill us..."

The disciples were angry and sad, completely unable to accept this ending.

Ye Ming and Ye Tang's performance was much better than others.

After experiencing three seconds of shock and unwillingness, he quickly calmed down.

Ye Ming said in a deep voice: "For now, we can only think of a way to survive as much as possible!"

"Going to the front line to spy on intelligence is not without tactics. We can consider passively executing the order and not approaching the camp on the Tiangong side."

"it's useless."

Wei Heng shook his head.

"After receiving the red ticket, Ming Yatian can know our location at any time even from behind."

"Once a foreigner is discovered, he will be executed when he returns."

Ye Tang pursed his lips, then lowered his voice.

"Then let's go to Xiaomang Domain."

"On the way to spying, just leave this damn Mingzai area. As long as you enter there, you will have a way to survive!"

"This road won't work either."

Wei Heng shook his head again.

"Tomorrow Yatian will hunt us down, and we will all be killed before we reach Xiaomang Domain."

"If it weren't for this reason, I would have taken you there a long time ago. You know..."

He sighed softly and his eyes became firm.

"That's all, we've reached the end of our rope, we can only count on that one person."

After saying this, he glanced at every disciple present.

"Each of you leaves 35 hairs or 35 drops of blood and gives them to others for safekeeping."

"ah?"

All the disciples expressed their confusion.

"Master, what does this mean?"

"Yes, Master, is this useful?"

"You're always talking a little too much. Is it possible that you still know how to do witchcraft?"

Dao Zun Weiheng smiled slightly.

"This is your chance to save everyone, so just do it."

When everyone had 35 other people's hair or blood drops, Wei Heng breathed a sigh of relief.

"If any of you are lucky enough to survive this war in the future and leave the Ming Zai Domain alive, remember to go to Feixianmen."

"Feixianmen?"

All the disciples were shocked.

"Are you talking about the Feixianmen in Xiaomang Domain?"

Since the previous battle with Rou Yue, Feixian Sect is now very famous in the entire Yuanxian world.

Jiang Cheng's name struck countless immortals as thunder.

But to these disciples in the field, it was like a legendary sect, which was too far away from them.

"Yes."

Weiheng smiled and nodded.

"It's the Feixianmen that shocked the entire Yuanxian world."

There was a trace of nostalgia in his eyes.

"When you get there, tell me that I want to see Master Jiang, and then hand me this thing. He will naturally understand everything."

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