Chapter 1292 (1/2)

In the middle of the Taoist temple, a group of disciples of the demon palace stood nervously in front of Zhang Ziling, feeling more excited.

Now Zhang Ziling did not say anything, but even so, Zhang Ziling's momentum of being an emperor still naturally radiated out.

It's very oppressive.

”What do you think of the palace now?” Zhang Ziling looked at the front of a group of young face demon palace disciples, opened his mouth to ask.

”Grandmaster, the magic palace was once so powerful that all living beings in xuanxiao mainland looked up to it, and the monks in the world were bustling and yearning for it.”

A face with freckles on the face of the congenital juvenile first stood out, red face to Zhang Ziling said.

As disciples of the palace, each of them knew the history of the palace from the back of his hand.

That is the source of pride for every disciple of the magic palace.

Even the second-class forces were once extremely brilliant.

Seeing that the young man took the lead in coming out, he didn't show any embarrassment at all. Zhang Ziling could not help flashing a trace of appreciation in his eyes. Looking at the young man, he said with a smile, ”what about now?”

”Now...” There was a flicker of hesitation on the young man's face.

”Say it.” Zhang Ziling's tone was as soft as possible, ”I need to know the devil's palace in your eyes.”

Hearing Zhang Ziling's words, the young man also took a deep breath, then bowed deeply to Zhang Ziling and said, ”I understand, grandmaster.”

”Today's magic palace, with respect to my disciples' offense, belongs to the upper class of the second-class forces in xuanxiao mainland. The internal skills are scarce and the resources are scarce. In the Qingdu City, the magic palace can still occupy a certain position, which can be placed in the outside world Any one of the first-class forces or the worst disciples of the holy land can arbitrarily bully and insult the elders of the demon palace. ”

Young really said, a few of the magic palace elders on one side also can't help but slightly clench into the fist, the face is red.

The magic palace, which was once superior to all the forces in the world, has now degenerated into a second-class force. Such a huge contrast makes them extremely ashamed as the elders of the magic palace.

There are more than a dozen elders in the palace. Now only two or three of them are standing here. All the rest have been caught in the palace because of betrayal. The elders also know why the palace is weak.

The decline of a power is never due to the disciples.

Management is the key.

The other disciples in the palace were so weak that they did not feel well.

”What do you think of your talent compared with other sects?” Zhang Ziling asked the freckled boy again.

”This...” The freckled boy looked at Zhang Ziling and opened his mouth slightly. Then he said with shame: ”the disciples are stupid, their talent is not in the stream, and the cultivation speed is extremely slow. Even the quality of the disciples of Qingdu sword sect, they all crush us.”

”We do not deserve to be in the devil's palace with such stupid postures.”

”Now that the grandmaster is back, the magic palace will be doomed to Nirvana, and the dragon will leap nine days. We are not worthy of becoming disciples of the magic palace.”

”But the disciple bravely asked the grandmaster that we should be kept as servants in the magic palace to attend the practice, so as to witness the rise of the magic palace.” The freckled boy did not hesitate to admit that his talent was dull, and did not make any concealment.

Looking at Zhang Ziling's eyes, the freckled teenager's eyes are very firm and do not dodge at all.

”Would you rather be the lowest level worker than witness the rise of the magic palace?” Zhang Ziling's dark freckled boy murmured, his mouth slightly raised.

In fact, although these disciples are stupid, they eventually become martial artists. Even if they quit the cultivation world from now on, they can live and enjoy the glory and wealth of the world with the help of martial arts.

Cultivation is never enjoyment.