Female supporting role: I have a leverage system

Under the thunder tribulation, the talisman that seemed to have divine power just now was like a piece of waste paper caught in the fire, and disappeared into ashes.

The flying sand and rocks rolled up by the overwhelming power of God also fell with the ashes, and a sand rain seemed to fall in the sky. This sand rain lasted for at least one stick of incense before returning to calm, and all the clouds of calamity in the sky dispersed. Finally, the sky was clear and clear, as if the vision just now was just an illusion.

No one could come back to their senses, and you could hear the needle drop at the scene.

Wen Yin raised his eyes and saw Venerable Fuhui standing there, looking up at the sky, showing an extremely bitter smile. She was like a swordsmith who spent her whole life forging swords. After thousands of hammerings, she broke the sword with one punch. Like an embryo, lost and regretful.

Perhaps her emotions infected other people, making everyone feel gray in their hearts.

The immortal talisman failed to withstand the thunder tribulation and failed.

The Wu family had built too much momentum in the early stage, and everyone was looking forward to witnessing the birth of the Immortal Talisman and the Immortal Talisman Master. They imagined that the Heavenly Gate would open, and the immortal spiritual power would pour in, restoring the spiritual power of the world of immortality, and benefiting all those who seek immortality.

The illusion was shattered, the gap was huge, and the sense of loss added a sense of death to the air.

After a while, Wen Yin heard a lot of sighs and regrets, all of which felt pity for Master Fuhui. After the loss, he was excited. This has led to disaster. Isn't it just one step away from success?

For many lower-level monks, this is like parting the clouds and seeing the moonlight. Not to mention the lower-level monks, except for the Fumen disciples who sensed a conspiracy against them and therefore remained silent, the other major sect disciples They were all whispering.

"There is thunder tribulation, there really is thunder tribulation! So monks can really ascend, right?"

"Will the Heavenly Gate really open after the Immortal Talisman successfully withstands the nine thunder tribulations?"

"Oh, how can it be so easy? Opening the Heavenly Gate and restoring spiritual energy to the world of immortality is an unparalleled achievement."

"Master Fuhui is still young, maybe he will be able to break through to the Immortal Talisman Master in the future? Then it will take several years for low-level Talisman Masters to break through. How can the Immortal Talisman Master break through at once?"

"Yes, yes, at least we have seen the light of day."

The monks discussed it, and from the initial depression, they became hopeful again.

In sharp contrast to the noise and excitement among the monks were the Wu family monks who kept their heads lowered, and of course the members of the Fumen who had a premonition of something ominous and couldn't cheer at all.

The monks of the Wu family have all arrived, and everyone in the crowd looks dejected, which is quite eye-catching, especially the protagonist Fuhui, who is still standing there blankly, looking like a lost soul, a Mahayana period Such sadness is a wonder in the world.

The first person to speak up was the head of the Wang family on Qiling Island. According to Wen Yin’s understanding, the Wang family had always been on the same page as the Wu family. Wen Yin’s heart skipped a beat. If the Wang family jumped out now, it was probably a throwaway. shill.

As expected, the head of the Wang family burst into tears without saying a word, and said sadly: "Master Fuhui, please accept me to pay homage to you. I must not be discouraged by a single failure. Whether you can become an immortal talisman master will shoulder the responsibility of the entire world of immortal cultivation." In the future, although my Wang family will be surrounded by powerful forces, I hope to do my best to support you, and create eternal glory for my talisman."

These words were impassioned and aroused a lot of discussion. The monk was not a fool, and he was not unaware of the treacherous undercurrents, but what did it matter? As long as you can make a profit from it, that's fine.

Therefore, most of the sect forces are in a wait-and-see attitude, especially the mainland forces. Although they also hope that the Tianmen will truly open and the world of cultivating immortals will regain spiritual power, the appearance of an Immortal Talisman Master overseas is tantamount to hanging in the balance for them. A sword above the head.

But those who wore the same trousers with the Wu family were of course following the footsteps of the Wang family. They all expressed their full support for Master Fuhui in his attack on the Immortal Talisman Master, and all they had to do was kneel down together and shout long live the mountain.

This atmosphere has also infected many casual cultivators and small forces. After all, the disputes between big shots have little to do with them. When troubled times come, they find a place to hide and do not participate. They do not get involved. On the contrary, can the world of immortality be restored a little What they care about most is spiritual power, making their journey to immortality less bumpy.

As a result, they responded to the Wang family's call one after another, and for a time, thousands of calls were overwhelming.

This kind of situation falling on the Wu family is like a disaster for Fumen.

Wen Yin kept staring at Master Fuhui, but saw that there was no emotional response to this scene. He still looked calm and seemed to be immersed in his own failure.

At this time, a bright-headed old man at the forefront of the Wu family monks jumped into the void, raised his hand and made a downward gesture, and everyone in the room fell silent following his movements.

He brushed his beard and sighed, "Thank you all for your kindness, but...there are many reasons why it is difficult to make the immortal talisman. The most important thing is that the materials for refining the immortal talisman must be immortal materials to withstand thunder tribulations. Our Wu family After thousands of years of preparation, even reducing the supply of disciples in the clan, it can only be tested a few times..."

Having said this, he was silent for a moment, and everyone present followed suit.

The people who had just been clamoring for their full support fell silent. They had not even seen the scraps of the immortal materials, and those powerful monks felt unspeakable for a moment, because they knew what the Wu family monks were doing. Needless to say, making an immortal talisman is a miracle for today's immortal world, and ascension is even more so.

For a moment, many monks felt a little unmotivated.

The moment he heard the news, his thoughts suddenly changed. The bright-headed old man in front of him was Wu Mei's master, Venerable Hongzhen.

According to information from Venerable Yongning, this person’s cultivation has been in the Great Perfection of the Integration Stage for an unknown amount of time. He is a monk of the same generation as Venerable Yongning’s master. The Wu family has been able to develop to this day except for having an extremely talented person. Master Fuhui, his sea-fixing needle is indispensable.

It seemed that he was going to unveil the medicine in the gourd.

Sure enough, he flicked his sleeves and robe, and a Dzogchen monk, who was almost standing at the top of the world of immortal cultivation, jumped to the Fumen in one step, bowed to Venerable Yongning, and bowed to the end.

This is a great gift.

The lowly monks in Fumen subconsciously wanted to dodge, and even the Wu family monks seemed not to realize that their Grand Elder would act like this, and the scene was filled with trembling sounds for a while.

Venerable Yongning, who was standing at the front, had received this gift as she was also in the Great Perfection Stage of Fusion. Her expression was calm, but the chill in her eyes was about to spread, especially after hearing Hong Zhen's next words. , even more clenched his hands, and the breath on his body floated undisguisedly.

"Yong Ning, I and your master are close friends. It's a pity that he passed away early due to his troubled path to immortality. I also watched you grow up. Do you know what this is?" He said. He took out a piece of black jade with an unknown rune pattern on it.

Wen Yin stood behind, not daring to use her spiritual sense. She couldn't see Venerable Yongning's expression, but she could clearly feel her stiffened back.