Chapter 1,242: Chaos in the Sanctuary (2)

Facing the sighs in the hall, Great Elder Guangming gradually stood up, and everyone looked at him with bated breath.

"I'd better go see the precepts."

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Temple of Discipline.

More than twenty elders stood there, not even daring to raise their eyes, because the Discipline Elder was drinking on the bluestone chair.

The Great Elder of Discipline is a person who pays great attention to rules. This is the first time for him to drink in public regardless of his image.

In fact, the elders below also have their own opinions, but in the face of the current precepts, they dare not make any suggestions.

Dead silence and fear made the Temple of Discipline appear in a suffocating scene.

Such silence was finally broken until the space in the hall suddenly distorted and an old man in white appeared.

"Yan Changsheng...!"

Seeing this old man whose clothes were whiter than white clouds, the Discipline Elder's eyelids sank and he called him by his name.

The sudden appearance of the Great Elder Guangming in the Temple of Discipline was an anecdote for the ages. The elders were all stunned and stared at him. Their mouths were wide open and they could fit an egg into it.

Yan Changsheng raised his eyes to look at the drunken appearance of Jie Lu. The business he originally wanted to discuss was overwhelmed by the pain rising in his heart.

"Discipline, how can you behave like this? This is the Discipline Temple!"

They were originally words of worry, but when they came out of Yan Changsheng's mouth, they sounded like a scolding.

After hearing this, Jie Ju leaned against the bluestone chair and put his legs on the armrests with disdain. His slightly messy hair and his stubble that seemed to have not been trimmed for many days made him look at it from a distance. He looks like a slovenly bastard.

"Oh, Old Man Yan, you still know that this is the Temple of Discipline, not your Temple of Light!"

Jie Ju looked directly at the wine bottle in his hand, his palm trembled, and the wine suddenly exploded.

Looking at the unconcealed anger in Jie Lu's blood-red eyes, Yan Changsheng took a deep breath, put his hands behind his hands and said, "We are born from the same roots, so there is no need to rush into each other."

"You still know that you and I are brothers! But have you ever regarded me as a brother! Have you ever!"

Commandment stood up angrily and roared at Yan Changsheng. The roar was accompanied by a strong wind, causing Yan Changsheng's white robe and long white hair to fly in the wind.

When the other elders saw this, they shrank into the corner in fear, fearing that the two most powerful men in the sanctuary would start fighting like this.

In the strong wind, Yan Changsheng stared slightly: "Brother, your bad breath is too strong."

"you……!"

Ignoring the glare of the commandments, Yan Changsheng sighed sadly: "Now that Wanchao Pavilion has surfaced, since the God Lord dares to openly eradicate the Heroes Guild, he is demonstrating to us and Yunya Pavilion. Now that Yunya Pavilion has disappeared for thousands of years, I am afraid it has long since We are not Wanchao Pavilion’s opponents, but we will become Wanchao Pavilion’s next target!”

The words of Yan Changsheng, the Great Elder of Guangming, made the Temple of Discipline audible and pitiful, all focused on Discipline.

The Holy Territory has been the overlord of the Western Region since ancient times. As for how many years it has been inherited, I am afraid we have to start from the beginning of heaven and earth.

Millions of years?

Or tens of millions of years?

The crisis brought by the Divine Lord of Wanchao Pavilion today has put the sanctuary in danger. If they suffer the same disaster as the Heroes Guild, how can they be worthy of the White Tiger ancestors back then!

"Brother, the Holy Land cannot be destroyed!" Yan Changsheng's eyes filled with tears, and he looked at the commandments with sincerity.

Seeing Yan Changsheng's expression for the first time, Commandment was stunned on the spot.

He does look down on Baili Tianyi, and has always coveted the vacant Territory Lord position in the Sanctuary, but this is not the reason why he can allow the Sanctuary to be destroyed by others.

In any case, he and Yan Changsheng are actually the same when it comes to guarding the sanctuary.

No turning back!

"Then, what do you want me to do?" Commandment finally regained his composure.

After all, he is also a person who has lived for tens of thousands of years.

Looking directly at the commandment, Yan Changsheng said solemnly: "I hope you can fully assist Baili Tianyi to carry forward the Holy Domain and make him the real next Territory Lord!"

"Baili Tianyi..."

Commandment's eyes flashed and he said thoughtfully: "Do you think he is a material that can be made?"

"Yes or no, he is the grandson of the previous Territory Lord Baili Shouzhi! He is the only orthodox flesh and blood!"

Yan Changsheng's loyalty to the previous Territory Lord has never wavered. Although he does not know why the Territory Lord disappeared quietly and was never heard from again, in his heart, the Territory Lord will always be the supreme existence!

Of course, at this time, Commandment also began to miss the Lord Territory Lord.

If he was still here, where would there be any chance for Dongfang Keer to be arrogant?

Seeing that the commandment still refused to answer, Yan Changsheng's old eyes narrowed, and a hint of determination appeared: "If you are willing to fully support Baili Tianyi, I will give up the Guangming Temple! From now on, there will be no commandment and Guangming sect in the sanctuary, and everyone will It will be managed by you and the new domain master!"

"What!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's jaws dropped in shock.

Jie Ju couldn't believe what he heard, and asked in a dazed voice: "W-what did you just say?"

"Didn't you hear everything clearly? Why ask again?"

"this……"

Jie Ju looked at Yan Changsheng in surprise, frowning deeply: "What about you?"

"I will personally get rid of Dongfang Ke'er!"

After Yan Changsheng finished speaking, the surface of his body suddenly emitted a dazzling light, like the sun rising suddenly in the eternal night, giving everyone in the Temple of Discipline a glimmer of hope.

Jie Lu sat back stiffly on the bluestone chair, his old eyes dull and dull.

Although he didn't want to admit it, this holy realm really couldn't live without light.

Just as the two looked at each other wordlessly, there was a gentle sound of footsteps outside the hall.

"It's Baili Tianyi, he's back!"

A person in the corner saw the person coming and couldn't help being shocked.

Hearing this, Jie Jue and Yan Changsheng turned around quickly. Sure enough, it was Baili Tianyi, and he was still alive!

But why does he feel so strange?

Looking at Baili Tianyi, whose face seemed a bit indifferent, Yan Changsheng's sharp old eyes narrowed slightly.

"Tianyi, you are finally back!"

Although Jie Ju hated that iron could not become steel, he still breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the young domain master had returned safely.

As soon as Baili Tianyi entered the hall, he looked at Yan Changsheng in astonishment, and then respectfully said to the Great Elder Rhythm in front of him: "First Elder, our action to ambush Bai Chen failed..."

Hearing this, Yan Changsheng frowned: "Young Territory Lord, I don't understand why you have to fight against the Chenyao Sword Sect?"

"Reporting to the Great Elder Guangming, I have investigated clearly. Dongfang Ke'er was lurking in the Chenyao Sword Sect on the surface, but in fact he had already accepted the evil emperor Bai Chen as his subordinate. Now the Chenyao Sword Sect, like the Blood Territory, is a member of the Wanchao Pavilion. Branch forces!"

"W-what?!"