C465 Kunlun five elders (2/2)

As the Daoist man in green asked, the other four people also looked at each other. Then, they started whispering to each other.

The white robed old man laughed awkwardly and said: ”Junior Yan, this time Poverty-stricken People has used the Sect Leader Command Token to summon you all here. Firstly, we haven't seen your junior brothers for many years, so I miss them a lot.

”Oh? ”I don't know why senior brother Kou is talking about …”

As the green-robed Daoist spoke, the woman sitting at his hand asked curiously. The woman had delicate features and her hair was tied in a bun. She looked to be in her twenties or thirties, and her voice was very clear.

”Junior Sister Murong, don't be so anxious. Let's hear it from For Brother!” The white robed old man sighed lightly and continued, ”Ten months ago, For Brother was observing the sky at night. The Violet Myrtle Emperor's star slowly rose and the Thailand Emperor's Sword descended back into the human realm. The For Brother seemed to be about to face a great calamity. The person who wielded the Thailand Emperor's Sword should be the person who made the heavenly selection to kill them. That is why the For Brother sent the disciple Fan Nuoyi to the mortal realm, the person chosen by Yue Huantian … ”

The white robed old man continued, ”However, For Brother never expected that the chosen one would have already fallen into the devilish path. It's just that tonight, For Brother's disciple, Fan Nuoyi, became the first soul to die under the Emperor's sword.

Hearing the white-robed Taoist's words, the five Kunlun Elders seated inside the hall looked at each other in dismay.

They had once seen the great human calamity in the ancient records of the Kunlun, but the time needed to cultivate was too short after all. Not many people had personally experienced it, so they were skeptical. However, regarding the death of the heaven chosen ones and the Mount Kunlun disciples, the five of them had different reactions.

Some people sighed while others lowered their heads in silence. However, the green-robed Daoist revealed a look of schadenfreude.

He smacked the corner of his lips and continued to speak with a bitter smile: ”Fellow junior brothers, the death of Fan Nuoyi has already sounded the alarm for our Kunlun Faction. Now that a great calamity has descended, the heaven chosen people seem to want to take action against my Kunlun Faction.

”For Brother has been in charge of the Kunlun for more than fifty years, so we cannot just sit idly by. Watching my Kunlun sink into this calamity, I hope that all of you junior brothers will be sincere and united.

Saying that, he became the chief of the white-robed Taoist, very righteous. The five peak Worldly Immortal Stage Daoists immediately stood up and returned the greeting.

Although the words of the white-robed Taoist were sincere, the five seated inside the palace were still unable to understand what the enigmatic Senior Brother Sect Leader was trying to do.

”Senior Brother Sect Leader, since a great calamity is about to befall our Mortal Realm, how should we, the disciples of the Kunlun, handle it?”

Originally, the azure-robed Daoist had wanted to make things difficult for the white-robed old man, but he had given the white-robed old man an opportunity to make use of this opportunity.

The old white-robed cultivator let out a sigh, ”Sigh, all of our destiny is in the hands of the chosen ones of heaven. Based on For Brother's foolishness, there were only two options left. First, if my Mount Kunlun appears, then I will once again select the person who will be chosen by the heavens. The person who will be chosen will be part of my Kunlun lineage, so there will naturally be no problem for me to build my thousand years of foundation in Kunlun. Secondly, by killing the chosen one from the heaven and seizing the Emperor Sword, with the Human Emperor's Sword in hand, you can guarantee that my Kunlun will not be worrisome. ”

After speaking, the white-robed Daolord swept his gaze across the five seated figures.

”Fan Nuoyi is one of the top disciples of the third generation in my Kunlun, his cultivation has already reached the middle stages of the Earth Origin Stage, yet he was killed by the heaven chosen ones. Juniors, may I know which of you would personally come to the lower realms to search for the chosen one? ”

In an instant, the five players looked at each other again.

Fan Nuoyi was the Sect Leader's direct disciple but he was already dead.

If he was able to subdue someone from the heaven chosen one, then the mountain peak that he would be at in the future would definitely stand out in terms of his position in the Kunlun. He might even be able to take the lead in the Immortal Sword Conference fifty years from now and win the position of Sect Leader. However, if one was unable to subdue a chosen one of the heaven's chosen one, they would very likely be despised by the heavens. At that time, the result would be very difficult to predict.

The pros and cons were clearly visible. Some of the players in the group didn't say anything, while others didn't care. However, some of them began to get restless.

In the green robe, the Yan surnamed Daoist stood up first and said: ”Senior Brother Sect Leader, since this heaven chosen one is so impudent, daring to kill Sect Leader's disciples, then leaving him here is also a disaster. Junior will go down the mountain now, and after obtaining his name, we will bring the Thailand Emperor's Sword back!”

The white-robed cultivator was delighted and quickly nodded his head: ”Then I'll have to trouble you, junior apprentice-brother Yan!”

”For my Mount Kunlun, I will not refuse even if it costs me my life!”

With that, the green-robed cultivator turned and left the Kunlun Palace Hall.

However, not long after he left, a sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth as he muttered to himself, ”Heaven chosen … Heaven chosen … good … looks like the chance has finally come.” Once Poverty-stricken People accepts the chosen one from the heaven, let's see how your old man Kou will continue to fight against my Qingmai Peak, in fifty years, Poverty-stricken People will definitely be able to sit in the position of Sect Leader and become the next ruler of this majestic Kunlun! ”

After a long laugh, the Daoist man rode off with a complacent expression on his face.