One Hundred and Eight Ways to Discuss the Villain's Poorness

The elders of the Zongmen were hesitant at this time, after all, if the demons were really released, then the True Wind Continent would definitely be devastated.

Even their sect can't get anything good.

Their sect just wants to gain status. If the Zhenfeng Continent is occupied by the demons, then they will have absolutely no status at all.

Seeing that the elder of the sect remained silent, Meng Guiwen was also a little puzzled.

She thinks her condition can be said to be very attractive.

Why is this sect elder still hesitating?

Thinking of this, Meng Guiwen suddenly remembered something.

That means they are disciples of the sect, and they can also be regarded as cultivators.

And no matter how bad a cultivator is, even if he looks like an evil cultivator, he will not have his own chain of contempt.

They all look down on the demons.

So even if they want to pull down the five great fairy gates, they will not think about releasing the demons.

Thinking of this, Meng Guiwen said again: "Don't worry, I won't let the demons invade the True Wind Continent. You don't need your sect to take responsibility for this."

She lifted the seal of the Demon Realm in order to disconnect the seal that sealed the Demon Realm from her ancestors.

After Meng Guiwen finished speaking, she thought of another question.

That is, the current soul of our ancestors relies on the seal of the demon world to extract the true essence of the True Wind Continent to maintain the energy of the soul.

If the ancestor was disconnected from the seal, without the true essence of the True Wind Continent, the ancestor would have no way to reshape the physical body now.

Then when the seal is released, what does the ancestor's soul rely on to support his soul?

She had never thought about this question before.

She felt that her ancestor would become a big boss, so that would not put herself in danger.

She couldn't figure out what the smile on her ancestor's face when she was killed before meant.

But now she seemed to understand a little bit.

There was probably relief and relief in that smile.

It is estimated that at that time, for the ancestors, death was the only relief?

Wouldn't that be the same as your own thoughts?

Even real death has become a luxury.

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Listening to Meng Guiwen's thoughts, Feng Qi's slightly drooping eyes flashed with surprise.

He thought the girl would never notice this.

Didn't expect her to notice this.

But Meng Guiwen, who was in front of the disciples of the sect, fell silent after saying that, his eyes were a little loose, as if he was not thinking deeply about himself.

When he was about to ask, the boy in front of him spoke again: "Do you remember what happened just now?"

When the elders of the sect heard the words, they didn't know whether to agree or not.

If he doesn't agree, then he won't be able to leave the island alive. If he agrees, what will happen if the demon world is really released by this person in the future?

Their sect doesn't have the ability to resist the demons.

The demons are only heard in legends.

But from the great powers who died in battle in ancient times, we know how difficult it is to deal with the demons.

If the demons are really released, with the current ability of the True Wind Continent, there is no way to seal the demon world back.

Now whether he agrees or not, the sect elder knows that he has entered a dead end.

That is, no matter which way you choose, you will die.

But choose the latter to at least live longer.

Thinking of this, the sect elder chose the latter.

"Yes, I remember." The sect elder said again.

And as long as he can leave this evil cultivator island and pull down the five great fairy gates, he can put the blame for breaking the seal on evil cultivator.

No matter how you think about it, their sect is more advantageous.

"Don't try to lie to me, but your life expectancy is at most three years, and the shortest is three months. I don't worry about what you can do." Meng Guixi touched the storage ring on his finger, Only then did he speak.

When the elder of the sect heard Meng Guiwen's words, he immediately took two steps back and distanced himself from her.

He had no idea what the teenager had done to him.

What does it mean that his life expectancy is only three years at most?

"What did you do to me?" The elder of the sect stared at Meng Guiyi with a vigilant expression.

Seeing that the elders of the sect felt that he did it, Meng Guiwen felt a little funny.

"You don't even know what the sequelae of the soul-swallowing silkworm are, so you dare to use the soul-swallowing silkworm, what? Your suzerain didn't tell you?" Meng Guiyi stared at the elder of the sect with a smile on his face.

But in the eyes of the elders of the sect, this smile did not look like a smile at all, but like a reminder.

"You are not from my Hunyuan Sect, how could you know the magic weapon of my sect?" The elder of the sect did not doubt Meng Guiyi.

It was precisely because he knew that Meng Guiwen had not lied to him that he wanted to quibble.

Meng Guiyi raised an eyebrow when he heard this.

She is indeed not from Hunyuanzong.

But she has slaughtered Hunyuanzong dozens of times, so she is very clear about the magic weapon of Hunyuanzong.

How could you not know?

"Oh, yes, you don't have to believe it." Meng Guiwen did not argue.

She felt that if the other party didn't believe it, then the excuse would become a new joke.

The words have already come to this point, the other party believes it or not, it is not the scope of her management.

But as long as the other party cares, then my own words will also become a thorn in the other party's heart.

Not to mention, she really understands Soul Devouring Silkworms.

"Oh, I forgot to mention that after using the soul-swallowing silkworm, the cultivation base will drop by a level, and then the cultivation base will not rise again, but will slowly drop until the cultivation base loses all and becomes an ordinary person. After becoming an ordinary person, he died with a bang."

Meng Guiwen added another sentence.

Although she has no tone and emotion, her words are very flat.

But in the eyes of the elders of the sect, the 12-year-old boy in front of him was like a messenger from hell, who came to announce his death.

It was precisely because the other party's tone was too flat, it didn't even seem to be persuading him.

So the elders of the Zongmen believed in Meng Guiwen's words.

This made him kneel directly in front of Meng Guiwen.

"I will obey you in everything, please save me, I don't want to die." The sect elder looked flustered.

He used the soul-swallowing silkworm to save his own life, so that he could make a comeback afterwards.

But now, whether he can live or not has become a question.

And the suzerain gave him this magic weapon, it is impossible not to know the sequelae of this magic weapon.

But the suzerain did not tell him.

In other words, the suzerain didn't care whether he was dead or alive at all.

If he gets things done, he can go back alive, and he doesn't know what the consequences of this soul-swallowing silkworm will be.

But if this young man didn't stop him this time, even if he was lucky enough to go back alive, he might die after returning to the sect.

"Save you? Don't you even believe me? How can I save you?" Meng Guiwen turned around and sat on the chair, completely ignoring the elder in front of him.

As soon as the elders of the Zongmen heard Meng Guiwen's words, they knew that she definitely had a way to save him.

He quickly knelt and crawled in front of Meng Guiwen.

"My lord, I beg you, as long as it can save my life, I am willing to do anything." The sect elder said.

"is it?"

"Yes, yes, as long as the hall master wants to know something, the villain will know everything." The elder of the sect had changed his title at this time, and prostrated himself in front of Meng Guiyi.

Meng Guiwen looked at this elder of the sect who used to look down on everyone on Xiexiu Island, but now he was lying at his feet like a dog, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

She looked down at the sect elder from above: "What a good dog."