Chapter 1787 The Formation Is Destroyed

The future belongs to others, but the present belongs to you.

Use other people's future in exchange for your own present.

From the beginning, Elder Miao's idea was on the right track.

After understanding this, Elder Hong knew that no matter what, he would never be able to compete with Elder Miao.

He would rather give up his position and give up the position of Jianli Headmaster to Elder Miao.

If so, he would have no regrets if he could get Elder Miao to change his mind.

Elder Miao sneered, "Just because you can't do it, it doesn't mean that I can't do it. Donghua will definitely be in my hands and carry forward. Hong Jiantong, you should be your elder and live a down-to-earth life. I want you to witness Donghua with your own eyes." How it rises in my hands.”

Elder Miao's eyes were full of perseverance and fanaticism. He seemed to have washed his mind with his own principles, and did not think that he was a sinner of the Donghua Immortal Sect at all.

"In this case, Hong has no choice but to ask the master to make a decision."

As he spoke, Elder Hong prostrated himself on the ground. Not long after, a faint shadow floated from outside the hall.

What came was a split soul with a clear face, exactly the image of Headmaster Zhu.

"See the Headmaster!"

Elder Hong prostrated himself on the ground, and immediately everyone prostrated himself. Elder Miao's face turned pale, but he had no choice but to prostrate himself.

Zhu Zhangjiao has accumulated prestige for hundreds of years, which is no small matter.

"Everyone, get up. The old man doesn't have much time left. He originally wanted to pass the throne to Jiantong and then go back quietly, but unexpectedly, he still caused this chaos today and made others laugh."

Headmaster Zhu said, "Fellow Daoist Xia and fellow Daoist Long, we haven't seen each other for many years, but your demeanor is even better than before, which makes people envious. It's just that today's matter is actually a matter within our Donghua Sect, so a few of them are not in prison." Don't worry about it, Jiantong, see the guests off for me."

Kong Zhang flirted several times, but finally said nothing. Xia Shenzun and Long Danqing looked at each other and found it difficult to speak.

The rebellious Elders Xu and Meng looked more like gourds with their mouths sawed off, saying nothing.

Although Headmaster Zhu was just a spirit soul, he easily convinced the whole audience. In addition to his cultivation in the late stage of Zhendan, the prestige of having been in charge of Donghua for hundreds of years was even more important.

The elders dared to rebel against Elder Hong, but they did not dare to rebel against Headmaster Zhu. When Headmaster Zhu gave an order, the Donghua elders who had previously planned to join forces would definitely turn around and turn into man-eating tigers.

Elder Hong's face showed no joy, just because he knew what it meant for Master Zhu's soul to come here this time.

Following Headmaster Zhu's instructions, Elder Hong saw off the guests coldly.

Elder Miao's face turned pale. He wanted to speak several times, but was stared at by Headmaster Zhu. He never dared to look into his eyes, even though he knew that Headmaster Zhu was almost exhausted and was struggling to his death.

But he had no doubt that Master Zhu still had the ability to destroy himself easily.

"Miaozu, it's time to show up. It's up to you to make the decision regarding Donghua."

Suddenly, Kong Zhang looked up to the sky and shouted, his voice shaking the sky.

Before he finished his voice, a figure swayed across the field like water waves. The image was condensed, but it was a young man in white, with bright eyes and white teeth, and a feminine temperament.

"Miao...Uncle Miao!"

Elder Xu's eyes widened and he trembled, almost unable to believe his eyes.

"I didn't expect that after a hundred years, my uncle is still alive and well. I am very happy and congratulated."

Master Zhu calmly cupped his fists and saluted.

Headmaster Zhu's salute and greeting made the whole place almost boil.

Miao Zu raised his hand and pressed it softly, "I haven't returned for a hundred years, but Donghua is withering. My heart really hurts. Tianhua, you are so seriously injured, why do you still work so hard when you don't know how to practice meditation?"

As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell silent.

There are no idiots who can appear in Tianyu Palace.

After Kong Zhang shouted, Miao Zu arrived at the scene, and then contacted Elder Miao who was jumping up and down.

No matter how slow-minded anyone is, he probably knows that the real man behind the scenes is this Miao Ancestor.

At this moment, Miao Zu spoke to Master Zhu like this, seemingly with respect, but in fact, it contained a warning.

The most terrible thing is that Miao Zu revealed the true situation of Master Zhu now, so as to embolden and encourage those who are still evil-minded.

Master Zhu stared at Miao Zu calmly and said calmly, "No wonder ten days ago, I always felt that someone was spying on me, but I didn't expect it was Master Miao. Today, Qingkong did this because of Uncle Master's wishes. With my uncle's current cultivation level, there is nothing worthy of my uncle's concern in Donghua."

At this point, Master Zhu's eyes suddenly lit up, "No, there's another thing. If Uncle Master wants that gourd, just look for Tianhua, why bother with outsiders? With Uncle Master's cultivation in the later stage of Zhendan, suppress Donghua, It is appropriate to keep this gourd. Even if my uncle wanted to push Qingkong to the position of headmaster, how could I refuse if he told me clearly?"

Miao Zu's fair face had a pale expression, "We haven't seen each other for a hundred years, and Tianhua's city and plans have become more and more profound. It's just that the eight treasure gourds were made by the Saints, the Taiqing Sect, and the Imperial Martial Palace, and returned to the ruins." Zong succeeded in refining it, but I, Donghua Immortal Sect, could not do it alone."

"By refining the treasure gourd, you can occupy a golden and purple domain. In today's general situation, the golden and purple domain is crucial. God's will is that Donghua's luck has declined, so we can only follow the trend and choose the opportunity to rise again."

Master Zhu said calmly, "So, Uncle Master's only condition is that the Saint Clan or Taiqing Sect help to refine this treasure gourd. As for the rise and fall of Donghua, of course it is not in Uncle Master's mind. I have no idea. That’s wrong.”

Miao Zu's face remained as usual, "What do you think about Tianhua? In short, Donghua is not yours alone. Everyone knows the current situation. Even if you, Tianhua, block it, it will be useless."

"useless?"

Master Zhu smiled slightly and said, "Although Tianhua is disabled, the ancestors of Donghua are virtuous and will not let the rebellious ministers and traitors have an easy time."

As soon as he finished speaking, more than ten precious mirrors arranged in the four directions of the Tianyu Palace were lit up. In an instant, they were astonishingly bright, just like the sun in the sky.

"Xiang Tianjue Formation!"

Elder Hong and others shouted angrily, their faces full of excitement.

Even they had only heard of this kind of formation in legends, and it was the real treasure of the sect.

The precious light intertwined, and suddenly everyone felt the intense power of the field, and their bodies and actions quickly lost control.

Kong Zhang, Xia Shenzun, Long Danqing, and Master Du all had pale faces, and they never expected such a change.

Elder Miao felt cold in his heart and couldn't help but want to kneel on the ground and beg Master Zhu for his life.

He had only seen the power of the Xiangtian Jue Formation in ancient books. Once this formation was launched, the people in the formation would be crushed into powder by the power of the formation in an instant.

Only Miao Zu's face remained as usual.

However, Headmaster Zhu's divided soul was trembling violently, and his eyes staring at Miao Zu were finally no longer calm.

There are sixteen treasure mirrors, but after the fifteenth one is lit, the sixteenth one never responds.

The powerful array power suddenly disappeared after lasting for more than ten breaths.

It was as if the mountains weighing on everyone's heads were removed in an instant.

With a crisp click, the sixteenth treasured mirror shattered, and the next moment, the other fifteen treasured mirrors shattered one after another.