Without these elders, the Inspiration Palace is doomed. The minimum requirement for a Qingjing-level sect is to have a ninth-level expert. Now, not to mention the ninth-level ones, even the eighth-level ones are finished. Now

Not only did the Palace of Inspiration fall directly to the Sombra level, it even became a relatively weak existence among the Sombra level, because many Sombra level sects have rank eight strong men in charge, but now they don’t have any! Wait.

After Lin Zheng and the others left, the Inspiration Palace had no other choice but to disband. After all, there were many powerful rank eights among their enemies. Inspiration Palace, which did not even have rank eight, could not withstand the revenge of its enemies.

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Less than an hour later, Lin Zheng and his party returned to Bisong Mountain where Master Wei Fang's sect was located. Wei Fang did not leave, but was still waiting for them, but his wife and children were missing. He saw a familiar light flashing,

Wei Fang's face immediately showed a look of surprise, and he hurried forward to greet him.

"Everyone is finally back!" Wei Fang said with joy on his face, but he did not ask Lin Zheng how the battle was going with them. He instead said, "Please follow me up the mountain. The master and the masters are already waiting for you on the mountain.

"

Wei Fang didn't ask, and Lin Zheng and the others naturally didn't explain. After nodding with a smile, they followed Wei Fang up Bisong Mountain.

When they arrived at the main hall of Bisong Mountain, many people had gathered here. They were all talking in low voices, but their faces were full of worry. Suddenly, Wei Fang rushed in and shouted with joy on his face: "Master! Dear Immortals

The teachers are all back."

As soon as the words fell, the worries on the faces of everyone present were immediately wiped away, and they all rushed towards the gate to greet them. As soon as they saw the figures of Lin Zheng and others, the leader Shang Qiuyuan immediately burst into hearty laughter.

, "Welcome, welcome! The presence of all the immortal masters and fairies really makes my Bisong Mountain shine brightly!"

"Zongzhu Shang, I don't remember you being such a formal person!" Yang Qi said with a teasing look. As soon as these words came out, many people present couldn't help laughing. Shang Qiuyuan has a bold personality and a hot temper, and he usually has a hot temper.

I really can't say such serious words. It seems that I just found someone to teach me temporarily in order to welcome everyone.

Shang Qiuyuan, who was laughing, did not feel embarrassed. Instead, he smiled broadly and said: "You are all distinguished guests. As the head of a sect, I cannot be too rude after all!"

After hearing this, Lilith smiled and said: "Well, Master Shang, now that you have said your polite words, everyone should sit down quickly! We are all people who have been on the battlefield together, there is no need to be so outspoken."

Lilith's words were heart-warming. She did not regard herself as a descendant of the Immortal family, but positioned everyone as comrades-in-arms. This made many sect leaders present feel quite happy. Shang Qiuyuan also nodded repeatedly and smiled when he heard this.

Said: "Okay! Okay! Everyone, please sit down quickly and don't make things difficult for the immortal masters."

When everyone sat down, a boy from Bisongshan brought tea and snacks. This was just a courtesy thing, but there were so many foodies in Lin Zheng's group. Pieces of small cakes were thrown in.

In the mouth, Xilu and the other girls were intoxicated. After eating for a while, they asked Shang Qiuyuan if he had anything else to say. Shang Qiuyuan burst out laughing, and then quickly asked the boy to bring more snacks.

, the more the merrier.

Although it made Lin Zheng a little bit dumbfounded, the actions of these snackers diluted the aura of superiority in Lin Zheng and the others, and brought Lin Zheng and the others closer to each other and many sect leaders.

The relationship became closer, and naturally it became easier to talk. A group of people gathered together to drink tea, chat and eat snacks, which was quite harmonious. No one mentioned the original battle, and no one asked Lin Zheng and the others about their trip to Jinxiao Palace. Everyone took it for granted.

It was a rare gathering of old friends to talk about the leisurely moments in their cultivation life.

Unfortunately, this relaxed conversation could not continue because Bisong Mountain suddenly suffered a sudden disaster. With a "crash", a big hole was smashed out of the hall, which made everyone chatting open their mouths.
Chapter completed!