Chapter 132 Everyone betrayed their relatives.

8days ago Xuanhuan Novels 6
From the platform surrounded by chaotic fog, the gentle voice of the leader of the Chongming Sect came from: Li Liyue, a disciple of my sect, has ascended the throne as a saint.

Dear fellow Taoists, please witness it.

In the fog, several complex sighs came out.

Immediately, an old voice sounded: The Reincarnation Tower, today witnessed the true teachings of Chongming Sect, Li Lie Yue, climbed the blood ladder of the Ten Thousand Races, and took the initiative to fight against the geniuses of the same generation alone, and won the victory, and the saint was well deserved!

Before he finished speaking, a faint light flew out from the fog and slowly landed onto the blood-colored crown above Li Lieyue's head.

In an instant, the originally purely integrated crown lit up a ray of light, and a gem quickly condensed, embedded directly on one side of the crown.

Soon, another clear voice came from the fog: Tiansheng Sect, today witnessed the true teaching of Chongming Sect, Li Li Yue, overwhelmed all the heroes, looked down on his peers, and was the position of a saint!

After speaking, there was a little light, but it was not as fast as before, but it was floating. After touching the blood-colored crown, it evolved into another gem and slowly emerged.

Immediately afterwards, a woman's gentle voice: Wushi Villa, today witnessed the true teachings of Chongming Sect, Li Hunting Yue, climbing the blood ladder, defeating the genius, and perishing the blood throne, and becoming a saint!

The third point is the faint light flying slowly, clang!

After a light sound that seemed to be there and not be there, the blood-colored crown on the head of Li Lieyue was already inlaid with three gems the size of a thumb, which were filled with brilliance and radiant.

At the same time, she felt that her recovery speed suddenly accelerated!

Not long after, Li Liyue returned to her peak, but her magic power flowed continuously, like a long river suddenly pouring out. As the mighty power surged, her breath continued to rise... In just a short moment, she entered the middle stage of the Nascent Soul!

As everyone was watching, the Lord of the Supervision Hall continued to preside over the ceremony with a smile: This saint is in his right position. Everyone, congratulate me on the Holy Sect. There are successors and the fortune will last forever!

Above the sea of ​​clouds, the sound of shouting like mountains and seas, and he said in unison: He Shengzong, there are successors, and his fortune will last forever!

In the midst of great joy, the Deep and Broad Hall, which appeared when the leader of the outer gate competition was confirmed, appeared again in the air.

Countless life soul lamps were floating unevenly, like the life fire in the sky with a big sun, illuminating the cultivators with lower cultivation, all bowed their heads and dodged.

One by one, sitting cross-legged on the cushion, leaning against the cloud bed, or leaning on the small table, or lying in the tent, the shadows emerged one after another.

The Saint Li Hunting Yue, entered the Palace of Inheritance to pay homage to the ancestors!With the reminder of the supervisor of the hall, Li Lieyue slowly stood up, took a step forward, disappeared from the saint's blood throne, and appeared in the Guang Hall where countless life soul lamps were floating.

This Guang Hall, which will be seen by disciples of the sect, then slowly disappeared.

The Saint Ceremony slowly ended here.

The next day.

It was lightly bright.

A maid in a palace dress was covered with a cold face and hurriedly walked through the human bone corridor.

She quickly came to the door of a quiet room. Before she could report, the door of the quiet room had been silently opened.

The pearl curtains inside were filled with them, and Zhou Miaoli, who was sitting cross-legged in the cloud bed, slowly opened her eyes and asked indifferently: What's the matter?

Owner.The maid calmed down and said with some difficulty. The Zhou family had just passed on the news, saying that the head of the family opened a ancestral hall and removed your name from the genealogy.

And we expressly order any children not to have any contact with you from today.

Several Zhou's children who were originally obeying the orders here have packed their luggage and left.

In addition, among the Thirteen Veins, many disciples who had already surrendered to you have also changed...

There were some other things, but when the maid talked about this, her throat was choked and she couldn't continue.

Zhou Miaoli listened, but her expression was plain: I have been competing with Li Lieyue for many years, and the success of the king and the defeat of the enemy, so it should be like this.I agree with the Zhou family's approach.After all, I am not from the Zhou family's bloodline. I have been educated by them and have never gotten along well with each other. There is no need to let them follow me to bury them.

Master... The maid was a little angry, yes, the master is not the blood of the Zhou family!

But over the years, because of the master Si Hong's bloodline, outstanding talent and true teachings, how many benefits did the Zhou family have gained?

Originally, the Zhou family was just one of the many vassals of the Si Hong family!

When it comes to talents, power and strength, they are all ordinary.

Only by relying on the master can we achieve today. Even if the master is kind-hearted and proactively proposes to cut off the relationship with the Zhou family, does the Zhou family have the attitude to agree?!

And all the disciples of the Thirteen Meridians are all heartless!

The master is not a arrogant girl from a noble family who is as tall as Li Lieyue!

Who among the subordinates has never gained benefits from their masters?

Even if you keep a dog, throw some leftovers every day, you will know how to shake your tail.

And these people are so ruthless and unrighteous...

She couldn't swallow this and couldn't help but say, "Master, let the maid kill all the traitors?"

Zhou Miaoli looked at her and said calmly: Be careful not to be impatient.

... The maid took a deep breath and calmed down as she said, but after working hard for a while, she still felt unable to calm down. Master, right now...

wait.Zhou Miaoli interrupted her and gave a light order.

Seeing this, the maid was still very indignant, but she didn't dare to say anything else.

Stopped the maid's impulse, Zhou Miaoli immediately closed her eyes and continued to temper her magic power.

Over the years, she has seen through it.

In the Holy Sect, or in this world, identity, status, power is all empty, and blood, love and friendship are not enough to rely on. Only strength is the foundation!

Zhou Miaoli has always been afraid of Li Lieyue, not only because of Li Lieyue’s background, Li Lieyue’s talent, and Li Lieyue’s cultivation and strength since childhood… and also because she was too afraid of being given up by Si Hong!

After all, although she is of the Si Hong family's blood, she has never been able to recognize her ancestors and is not accepted by the mainstream members of the Si Hong family.

Because of this, Zhou Miaoli has always felt a vague inferiority and unwillingness to her life experience.

Competing with Li Lieyue is not only the requirement of Si Hongshi, but also her own wish.

Because Li Lieyue is exactly what she envies. The legitimate daughters of the three aristocratic families are born with noble destiny, with impeccable blood, status and status!

Unlike her, she has an awkward position.

The situation is subtle.

However, after witnessing this saint who was the saint of great enemy for many years, Zhou Miaoli's previous anxiety and worries disappeared.

In an unprecedented dilemma, she calmed down like never before.

Even in the battle between the saints, she has lost to Li Lieyue.

But with a breath, Zhou Miaoli would not give up on herself.

A monk has a long life span. One step ahead does not mean he is leading step by step!

She may not have no chance!

Thinking of this, Zhou Miaoli's aura was not depressed, but became more calm and heavy.

Even his state of mind changed slightly, but he improved a little without realizing it.

As noon approached, footsteps came from the particularly deserted white bone pavilion.

A middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes and brocade robes and jade belts slowly walked through the corridor and appeared in front of Zhou Miaoli.

The Si Hong family is here.