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In the meeting hall of Haotian Sect, Sect Leader Dan Chenzi looked at the elders sitting at the lower position and said with a serious expression:

"I'm sure you all know that recently, because the disciples who were traveling outside were recalled, the several major demon sects that were originally quite peaceful suddenly became rampant. In just a few days, several vicious cases of annihilating clans, towns, and cities were discovered one after another."

Having said this, he looked around and lowered his voice and said:

"My Haotian Sect has been worshipped by the people for a thousand years. If we allow this matter to continue, not to mention what will happen to our reputation, I am afraid that I will feel guilty. Therefore, I have summoned you all to discuss a countermeasure."

As soon as these words came out, there was a murmur among the people below, and then Guangchengzi, who was sitting under Danchenzi's left hand, stood up and said:

"Master, I think that this matter started with the disciples returning to the sect, so naturally someone will have to go down the mountain to eliminate the demons and monsters to end it."

Guangchengzi is the grand elder of the Haotian Sect and the person with the highest status in the Haotian Sect except for the sect leader Danchenzi. Naturally, his words carry a lot of weight.

If it were any other time, everyone would definitely take the opportunity to agree, but this time, not only did no one agree, some people even took the opportunity to provoke.

Wuyazi, who was sitting opposite Guangchengzi, had a gloomy face and said angrily:

"It's easy to say. That demon cultivator relied on his high level of cultivation to hunt down my disciples many times. Several of my disciples even died at his hands. If we let them go down the mountain, wouldn't that be sending them to their deaths?!"

It's no wonder that Wuyazi was so angry. He was really frustrated recently. He originally wanted to let his apprentice go down the mountain to gain experience, broaden his horizons, and improve people's favorability.

But there were four people who went down the mountain, but only one came back. The one who came back was seriously injured. Anyone would be very angry if this happened to them.

Everyone also knew that he had been worried and anxious recently because of the loss of several apprentices, so in order to avoid getting into trouble, they simply chose to keep silent.

But there are always a few weirdos who take advantage of the fact that it has nothing to do with them and speak ill of others. For example, Wen Zhongzi, who had just been promoted to an elder and had not yet had time to accept a disciple, said in a deep voice:

"If they don't come down the mountain, the common people will have no choice but to wait for death. We have been worshipped for a thousand years, so are we going to watch the common people being slaughtered by the demons just because of our own selfishness?"

As soon as these words came out, Wuyazi immediately became furious. He slammed the table and stood up, angrily saying to Wen Zhongzi:

"You can go if you want to. You don't have a disciple, so how can you understand the pain of losing a disciple? Anyway, I won't let my disciple go down the mountain to take risks."

Wen Zhongzi felt a little embarrassed when he saw him getting angry at him. He was about to retort, but he heard the head of the sect, Dan Chenzi, who had been sitting in a high position and had not spoken, say helplessly:

"My fellow apprentices, we are here to discuss matters, not to quarrel."

Hearing this, Wuyazi had to suppress his anger and sat back in his original seat angrily. However, the look in Wen Zhongzi's eyes seemed somewhat unfriendly.

Seeing that he looked angry, Dan Chenzi could only continue to comfort him:

"Brother Wuyazi, I know you are not feeling well, but people who practice Taoism value peace of mind. You were too irritable today. Go back and write some sutras to calm your mind."

Wuyazi was stunned when he heard the question. He was about to retort, but when he saw Danchenzi's warning look, he had no choice but to stand up and reply respectfully:

"Yes, Brother Leader"

Seeing this, Dan Chenzi relaxed his expression and nodded, then said to everyone with a compassionate look:

"Our Haotian Sect has been worshipped by the people for a thousand years. We cannot let it fall into the clutches of the devil and be killed by others just because of our own selfishness."

At this point, his expression showed even more compassion, and a hint of helplessness:

“If the killing happens again, who will still believe in our Haotian Sect? Who will still worship our Haotian Sect? Who will continue to support our Haotian Sect? By then, even if I go down the mountain to eliminate demons and defend the way, no one will believe me!”

He paused subconsciously, then looked sternly at the elders whose expressions had changed, and reprimanded:

"They have been worshipping my Haotian Sect for many years, isn't it because my Haotian Sect can eliminate demons and protect them? If the Haotian Sect doesn't protect them, why would they worship it?"

Having said this, he looked at Wuyazi and said in an increasingly stern tone:

"This responsibility of eliminating evil and defending the Way is not a slogan, but the result of the lives of tens of thousands of disciples of the Haotian Sect. Without their sacrifice, how could the Haotian Sect have been worshipped for a thousand years? The common people worship them, so they should eliminate harm for the people and protect them. How can it be justified to accept worship but not do anything?! Your disciples are disciples, and their lives are human lives, but those people's lives are not human lives?!"

After saying that, he angrily slapped the table next to the table, smashing the thousand-year-old ebony table to pieces. He then said to Wuyazi in a very stubborn tone:

"When the demons invaded, the demons were even more rampant than they are today. Within a few days, there was no one left alive in several major towns. Your master, the Grand Elder Qing Yangzi, had 18 disciples, and you were the only one left. He personally sent you to the battlefield to kill the enemy. Now, it's your turn as a disciple, and you don't dare to risk your life for the people of this world?"

Upon hearing this, Wuyazi subconsciously clenched his fists. He turned his head away silently, and after a while, he spoke with tears in his eyes:

"Master puts the overall situation first, and Senior Brother puts the people first. Wuyazi is convinced. But since the death of 17 Senior Brothers, Master has never slept well. He said he sent me to the battlefield, but he was always worried about me. He also shed tears in front of the tablets of 17 Senior Brothers at night. He said he had no regrets, but was he really willing?!"

As soon as these words came out, a sad atmosphere gradually spread throughout the hall. Seeing this, Dan Chenzi could only sigh and then said:

“Even so, the Grand Elder never stopped you from eliminating demons and defending the Way, so our generation cannot lose face for the Haotian Sect. Junior Brother Wuyazi suffered too many casualties this time, so let his disciples strengthen their strength.”

After saying this, he looked at everyone and said seriously:

"The disciples who are going down the mountain to fight the demons this time must be at least at the early stage of the Golden Core. The other disciples who have not yet cultivated to the Golden Core stage must also improve their strength as soon as possible. If they delay for a minute, the people will suffer more casualties. So I ask all of you to go back and see which disciple can go down the mountain, and then have them go to the Wanshi Hall to receive the mission. Our Haotian Sect has a thousand-year reputation and cannot hide because of one's own selfishness."

When everyone heard this, they knew that the leader had already made the decision, so they did not try to dissuade him, but immediately stood up and bowed to leave.

Seeing everyone leaving, Dan Chenzi stopped Wuyazi who was about to leave, threw a bottle of elixir to Wuyazi, and said:

"This is the elixir that the Grand Elder entrusted to you. He also asked me to bring you a message. He said: 'You are not the only one who has lost a disciple, Wuyazi. Therefore, even if all the people in my Haotian Sect are dead, I will never let the demon cultivators bring disaster to the world for a day.'"

Wuyazi was originally wondering why Danchenzi gave him the elixir, but after hearing this, he realized that his master was worried that he would not contribute to the Haotian Sect because of the murder of his disciple, and would come into conflict with the Sect Master, which would make the Sect Master lose face and make Wuyazi appear petty.

The master had been in seclusion for many years, but now he was worried about his disciple. Thinking of this, he felt a pang of soreness in his eyes, but he turned his head away to prevent the tears from falling.

Seeing this, Dan Chenzi patted his back soothingly and said softly:

"Junior brother, this important task of protecting the common people is an honor, but also a shackle, so let's do our best."

Wuyazi nodded in understanding after hearing this, and then walked out of the hall dejectedly. Danchenzi looked at his back, shook his head helplessly, and then sighed deeply, and said with a bit of disappointment and a wry smile:

"These countless living beings are always restless"