"You want to talk, but don't listen, that's our business." Li Xiu coldly.

Cao Feng's eyes flashed a sharp light.

But at this time he obviously had his own thoughts, so he took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed his anger, and said, "This time we represent the respective sects to participate in the state religion election. There is no deep sea of ​​hatred in itself. Nothing more.

There is a feeling of death in the same door, I can understand it, because some of our disciples in Beast Emperor Pavilion also died.

But you haven't thought about it. The fairy road is so long. If you go far enough, the death of relatives and companions will be inevitable.

In the future, it may even be that you have been in retreat for fifty years, and when you come out, you are already out of character. At that time, do you plan to avenge your friends fifty years ago? "

After a pause, Cao Feng continued: "According to the concept of our Beast Emperor Pavilion, the so-called companion is just a person who is with you at a certain time in Xianlu. There were former partners in the past and future partners in the future. If someone would be promoted to heaven in the future, would you still make friends with the monks who are now in the same vein? "

Cao Feng's words calmed everyone down.

Although he spoke cruelly, it was realistic.

At present, these fourteen people at the foot of the mountain, although this time represent their respective ancestors to participate in the National Religion Election, but the future success will inevitably be high or low.

When the time comes, if you remember this match, it will be love, but not your duty.

If it becomes low, it will only choose to keep this match in memory, and will not use this direction to achieve high requirements.

Because at that time, the difference between high and low seems to be different from Xian Fan, and it is no longer a level character.

"So what do you mean--" A disciple of Xuanyuemen has faintly guessed what Cao Feng meant.

"I mean it very simply." Cao Feng glanced over the faces of everyone, "Even if the deceased died, he would fight for the glory of Zongmen. If any of you are thinking of revenge with only one mind, then I am sorry, I think You are too short-sighted to deserve to be my opponent at all. If you really want to, you might as well go farther and farther on Xianlu in the future! "

Although this sentence makes sense, he also intentionally mocks Li Xiu and others.

Li Xiu sneered again and again: "Which way to go, that is the choice of everyone's heart. If you are easily shaken by it, it is unstable, and such a person is not worthy of being an opponent."

Cao Feng gritted his teeth and did not entangle with Li Xiu in this issue. He continued: "There are many opportunities for future competition, and there is no shortage of time at this time. In short, the dead cannot be resurrected. But living people can live better. This is the cruelty of Xianlu, and it is also the driving force of Xianlu's struggle! "

Cao Feng does not give others a chance to speak.

He raised his hand and pointed at the towering Pantheon: "The spirits and flowers of Qianshen Island, I think everyone has something to gain, and now, a larger treasure house has opened in front of us!

Do you think the national election is just a match? If you really think so, that would be naive.

Any match and competition in Xianlu is a competition for resources and an opportunity to open a gap with others.

The Pantheon was the mansion of the Thousand Gods. Although the Thousand Gods were just a casual repair, they dominated the hundreds of thousands of miles of sea. They are rich, although not as good as the gates, but for us, It is unimaginable.

Entering the Pantheon this time is also a huge opportunity for each of us. If you are lucky, you will get some powerful gongfa, skills, magical powers, magic weapons, then even if you cannot win in the national religion election, then After going back, the strength can also be greatly improved! "

When talking about this, Cao Feng paused, gave everyone a moment to think, and then continued: "There is only one state religion, but the opportunity belongs to each of us!"

Cao Feng's words are very true.

If you want to go far on Xianlu, you must have a lot of money.

And money comes first!

The Pantheon displayed in front of them at this time was such a godsend.

Cao Feng's words made clear two facts.

One is that it is impossible to walk on the immortal road, and your best friend may be because you haven't walked far away. When you think of him one day, you realize that this person is dead long ago.

Secondly, this trip to Thousand Gods Island is not only a race, but also a great opportunity. If you grasp it, you will have a huge leap in strength.

Although many people were still dissatisfied at the scene, everyone had to admit that Cao Feng saw it thoroughly.

"I have experienced much more life and death than you can imagine." Cao Feng glanced down at the contemplative crowd, "But Sai is still Sai, when the Eight Wild Desires appear, my Beast Emperor Pavilion will definitely not Be merciful. My beast emperor court disciple will never lag behind anyone in the future! "

"Yes, Brother Cao!"

Beast Emperor Pavilion disciples roared in unison.

The other two disciples shivered.

Chu Yan stood at the Beast Emperor's Court at this moment and looked at the solemn look of the people around him. Suddenly, his mind moved slightly.

He found that he seemed to have misunderstood the Beast Emperor Pavilion.

Each sect has different ideas for disciples, but no one is right or wrong.

The Beast Emperor Pavilion can stand on one of the six major gates, which shows that the "path" they follow is in line with the fairy road.

Broken Star Tower and Xuanyue Gate are naturally the same.

Xianlu does not have a unified road.

As long as everyone follows his own heart, he can naturally go his own way.

The thought of this, Chu Yan's heart, as if there is something, at this moment to break out of the cocoon.

He found that his previous understanding of Xianlu was still a little narrow.

Beast Emperor Pavilion disciples take themselves as the path they choose.

And Chu Yan's guardian heart is his choice.

"If that's the case, then look at the convictions of our hearts, and be stronger."

After thinking about this problem, Chu Yan's heart was clear, and no doubt he was confused, and his eyes became more thorough now.

If Cao Feng knew that his remarks would solve the doubts of a disciple of Broken Star House, and indirectly help the other party to improve their horizons and strength, I do n’t know what expression they would look like.

"I've finished speaking, everyone, see you at the Pantheon!" Cao Feng said aloud, turned and led the disciples of the Beast Emperor's Pavilion, and walked along the mountain road all the way to the gate of the Pantheon.