Everlasting Sword God - Chapter 540

[Chapter five hundred and fortieth the most terrible curse]

“but……”

Shen Zhenyi looked at the three female disciples indifferently, “What’s the big deal then?”

Chu Huoluo’s heart was half cold.

Sure enough… is it just being used as a tool by the master? She knew that Master had always acted coldly, and she was used to seeing the vicissitudes of life, so naturally she would not care about the blossoming and falling of flowers. Personal fate was never very important in Master’s eyes, and he was rarely moved by it.

It was like Senior Sister Zi Ningjun had been waiting for her master for 400 years in the Huanchuan, but her master just gave her a faint sigh and accepted her as a disciple.

——Change it to Chu Huoluo, you have to be so moved that you cry!

But no matter what, Chu Huoluo always felt that the master treated them differently. Even though the master said repeatedly that he accepted the disciples only for someone to take their place when he needed to take action, she still felt that the master had feelings for them.

——Otherwise, how could you be so good to them?

But now—does Master really care about their lives and deaths?

This is a terrible curse!

Even a master like Huang Jixuan and Sanjunzi could not escape the fate.

die! of! bitter! No! Can! Word!

Thinking of these six words, Chu Huoluo felt shivering.

“Master…”

Chu Huoluo’s tears were about to flow down.

Princess Long pulled her, “Don’t do this, Master must have a way to lift the curse.”

In her mind, Shen Zhenyi is omnipotent.

It’s just a mere curse. In the eyes of others, it may be a big thing, but in the eyes of the third son of Shen, what is it?

Chu Huoluo’s eyes lit up, yes, how come I didn’t expect this!

She quickly leaned over and asked Shen Zhenyi, “Master, how can this curse be lifted?”

Shen Zhenyi shook his head: “The blood magic curse is innate and cannot be lifted.”

You are still pitting your apprentice!

Chu Huoluo burst into tears, “Then…then are we going to die?”

It’s scary to think about.

Shen Zhenyi smiled: “Everyone is going to die. If you have to worry about it, then in fact, from the moment of birth, people have been hit with the most terrible curse, they will grow old and die.”

No matter how strong a martial artist is, there is a lifespan limit after all.

Ordinary people are rare in their 70s, and mortal warriors have doubled to live to 140? Real-life warriors are close to three or five hundred years of life, and divine-human warriors may live for a thousand years, but they cannot escape death.

No matter how strong, old, or dead, it is just a handful of loess.

From this point of view, people are indeed born with the most terrifying curse. In this case, eating another curse seems… no big deal.

Chu Huoluo subconsciously wanted to nod her head, and then quickly shook her head: “No, Master, you are arguing. Of course people must die, but death and death are completely two concepts.”

Shen Zhenyi smiled lightly and looked up at the boundless sky.

“I just want to tell you that even if it is the curse of ‘people are destined to die’, some people can find a way to overcome it and gain real liberation and freedom. What about a blood magic curse? I really don’t have a solution, but the strong The fate of the man is in his own hands, and even the fate star can be broken, what can a curse be?”

ha?

Chu Huoluo heard it in a fog, but it seemed… that it made some sense.

Could it be that the master has high hopes for them, thinking that they will become real powerhouses, so he doesn’t care about the curse at all?

– I always feel that something is wrong.

The ghost-haired Taoist on the side sighed, and now, it seems that it can only be so comforting, which makes people feel more comfortable.

The gentleman’s style has already been used, so death is just a countdown.

I also blame myself for being so talkative, I shouldn’t point out this fact, maybe I can just ignore it and live a little happier.

He coughed and interrupted: “This may just be a legend, you don’t need to care.”

You said it with certainty just now, but now you say it’s a legend, who would believe you?

Chu Huoloo rolled her eyes.

Just listen to the ghost hair Taoist say again: “Since Abandoned Sword Villa has won the competition, then it is natural to decide the candidate for the Inner City Alliance Presbyterian Council. I don’t know how Third Young Master Shen plans to choose?”

Speaking of this, Wang Pixian, Bailibi and the others also came over and asked, “Exactly, now the nine families and twelve sects in the inner city alliance, only Abandoned Sword Villa is leading the way, please ask the third son of Shen to decide the candidate for the Presbyterian Church. It’s good to explain to King Luo Datian.”

In fact, it should be King Luo who came to urge, after all, this is the last step to complete the inner city alliance.

However, the Tianwanghui just lost a game, and the face is not good, Luo Datianwang is angry in his heart, and of course he will not come to ask for this boring, just let them decide for themselves.

——Thinking about it, Shen Zhenyi didn’t dare not to reserve a seat for the Heavenly King’s Council!

As for other sects, such as turkeys and dogs, he didn’t care about them at all.

However, Shen Zhenyi was indifferent, and asked back: “Everyone, what exactly does this elders do, I still don’t know, who can explain it to me?”

Don’t you know you’re still fighting?

Wang Pixian, Bailibi, and many other suzerain masters can’t laugh or cry. Well, it’s also a shame that you, Abandoned Sword Villa, are daring and daring, and it is your luck that three female disciples have acquired the unique skill of a gentleman.

Now that Abandoned Sword Villa holds the seat of the Presbyterian Council, it means that it has mastered the small half of the inner city alliance. Whoever does not give them face, even the Great King Luo will only find a way to win over them.

Thinking of this, Wang Pixian’s attitude was even more respectful, and he said with a smile: “The third son of Shen came to the inner city for the first time, and he does not necessarily know the rules of the major sects in the inner city. In fact, it is very simple. In a sect, the suzerain is naturally respected. Let’s Although the inner city alliance has not been completely united into one clan, it has also followed its example, with Luo Datianwang as the alliance leader, and his old man has no doubts.”

“However, the sect master is the person with the highest martial arts in the sect, and he spends more time practicing martial arts or dealing with powerful enemies. Of course, there must be someone in charge of the daily affairs of the sect, and the council of elders is the organization that handles these chores. ”

This is determined by the deformed sect system of the Seven Wounds World.

The martial arts realm of the suzerain is generally the only highest, which is a strong person who is supported by the power of a sect.

His responsibility is to protect the sect and practice martial arts.

In this world, the strong are respected, and of course he has the most power, but he does not have so much time to exercise his power.

So the Presbyterian Church came into being.

Shen Zhenyi nodded, indicating that he understood.

“In this way, it’s simple. The candidates for this Presbyterian Church are easy to choose, and they are all ready-made.”

He showed a mysterious smile and glanced at the sect masters.

Wang Pixian and others were overjoyed, thinking that he was going to choose the sect masters of various sects as elders, but Shen Zhenyi said absentmindedly: “Let’s let my three disciples form a council of elders, three people are enough, and voting is easy to decide the winner.”

Are you joking? Wang Pixian’s chin was about to fall.