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Chapter 57: Pressuring


The endless line of tens of thousands of people surged forward like a huge wave.

Their voices shook the heaven and earth and penetrated the sky.

If there was such a big movement in the Qinglan Sect, naturally everyone could hear it, including the sect leader and Elder Yunhai, as well as Elder Li and the famous lady.

The sect master was sipping tea.

After hearing the loud shouts, he looked towards the source of the sound, took a sip of tea, and calmly ordered the disciples outside: "Go and find out what happened."

"Yes" The disciple outside the door took the order and left.

A few minutes later, the disciple came back sweating profusely.

"Sect Master, Zhao Yufan has gathered tens of thousands of disciples and is rushing to the meeting palace, saying that he wants to meet the Sect Master and remove him from the position of elder."

"Zhao Yufan" the sect leader raised his eyebrows, put the jade cup on the table with force, and made a muffled sound, "Is it only Zhao Yufan?"

The disciple poked his head and opened his eyes wide, not understanding what the sect master meant.

"Are there any other disciples around Zhao Yufan?"

the sect leader asked again.

"Yes, Zangyue and the others are all here."

The sect leader's eyes were solemn and wandering.

He came over for a moment, slowly sat down in his original position, picked up the jade cup and took a sip of slightly cold tea, and waved his hand to signal the disciples to leave.

He knew clearly that Zhao Yufan gathered a group of disciples to deal with Elder Li and the famous elders.

Although he was not in front of the Twelve Heavenly Sect, everything that happened in front of the Twelve Heavenly Sect was under his control.

Thinking of Zhao Yufan, the sect leader frowned, his face sometimes gloomy, sometimes happy.

At this time, Zhao Yufan was behind the crowd, and the person walking at the front was Mo Qi.

Mo Qi's eloquence is better than that of Zhao Yufan, and his words are more inciting and can make more disciples join the team.

However, he is very unhappy now because Zhao Yufan and the others are very relaxed behind them.

Zhao Yufan and the others were indeed very relaxed, at least more relaxed than Mo Qi.

They walked leisurely and whispered from time to time.

"What are you going to do?"

Lin Yu asked with a frown.

The person he asked was Zhao Yufan, because somehow, from the establishment of the Twelve Heavenly Gates until now, it seems that Zhao Yufan did it deliberately.

Zhao Yufan smiled brightly, showing a few white teeth, "putting pressure on" He simply said two words, causing the others to be slightly startled, not understanding what he meant.

"My situation is very dangerous, so I have to put pressure on the two elders, as well as the sect leader and others who want to deal with me."

A strange look flashed across Canyue's face, and she said softly: "The sect master probably won't hurt you, so why put pressure on him?"

"Hey, I'm jealous of Yingcai."

Zhao Yufan said something incomprehensible.

His words were mysterious, but Han Bingyue and the others tasted them carefully and understood something from them.

Zhao Yufan is a genius.

Geniuses will certainly be favored by everyone, but at the same time, geniuses will also attract jealousy.

The master of Qinglan Sect will not be jealous of Zhao Yufan. , but other people will be jealous.

Maybe one day Zhao Yufan will create irresistible trouble for the Qinglan Sect because of the jealousy of others.

Then, the sect leader will definitely abandon him by then.

"It's unnecessary."

Lin Tao smiled proudly and said coldly: "If the sect master knew that you could refine weapons and elixirs, I think the Qinglan Sect would protect you at all costs."

"Weapon refining and alchemy refining are secrets."

Zhao Yufan looked around at the few people seriously and continued: "You don't understand.

Too many secrets can lead to death.

You are my brothers, but you can't deny that you want to know my secrets, right?

Since you Everyone has a strong desire to discover secrets, let alone the sect master.

When my secrets are completely stripped away, I, Zhao Yufan, will have no value."

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Han Bingyue replied coldly: "You have great potential.

Even if you tell the secret to the sect master, he will not abandon you, and I believe in the sect master's character."

Nodding noncommittally, Zhao Yufan sneered: "There are countless geniuses in the Qinglan Sect, and there is absolutely no shortage of Zhao Yufan, but countless people lack my secrets, Zhao Yufan, the weird martial arts I display, the son-in-law thunder I throw, and the teachings I teach you.

The combined attack technique lacks the construction drawings of my twelve heavenly gates."

After Zhao Yufan finished speaking, everyone fell silent.

At this time, tens of thousands of disciples had stopped.

They were standing in front of the meeting palace, sitting cross-legged.

The discussion palace is the place where the sect master convenes the elders for discussion.

Normally, only disciples guard this place.

However, the affairs of Zhao Yufan and his group have already spread to the ears of the elders, so at this time, dozens of elders gathered near the palace, and One hundred thousand disciples.

Elder Li and the famous elder were discussing how to deal with Zhao Yufan.

When they heard that Zhao Yufan had gathered tens of thousands of disciples to protest against their abuse of power, they were trembling with anger.

In anger, the socialite elder smashed the table in front of him and screamed: "If you have no shame, I will kill him today."

Elder Li's eyes flickered and he said grimly: "Elder socialite, that Zhao Yufan is so scheming and it's easy to kill him.

I think it's better to forget it and let's bear with it."

"As an elder of the Qinglan Sect, it's ridiculous that I have to tolerate a disciple."

The socialite Zhang Lao scolded, fluttering his sleeves and heading straight to the meeting hall.

Watching the celebrity elder leave with murderous intent, Elder Li showed a sinister smile.

He hoped that the celebrity elder would kill Zhao Yufan.

However, in his opinion, Zhao Yufan would definitely not die, so he wanted to meet the sect leader.

Elder Li walked quickly and rushed to the place where the sect master was.

After entering the room and saluting, he said with a serious face, "Sect Master Zhao Yufan is arrogant and domineering.

Now he is just an inner disciple, but he dares to put pressure on our elders.

In the future, If he becomes one of the elite disciples, he will not take us seriously.

Although he is a genius, our Qinglan Sect does not lack a genius. " He raised his head slightly and saw that the sect master had no reaction.

He continued: "Now Zhao Yufan has full prestige in the Qinglan Sect.

If there is someone who is powerful and has evil intentions and wants to compete for the position of the sect leader of the Qinglan Sect, then our Qinglan Sect's thousand-year foundation will be To be destroyed by his hand" He looked up at the sect master again.

At this time, the sect master frowned slightly and didn't know what he was thinking.

Elder Li's face showed joy, and he said again: "Besides, even if Zhao Yufan has no evil intentions, the other people, such as Mo Qi, Lin Tao, etc., have very rich family backgrounds.

Now they have begun to form gangs.

If one of them spies on the sect master in the future, Zhao Yufan will do his best to help."

At this time, the sect leader's face was gloomy and his pupils were constricted, as if he was thinking about things.

Elder Li showed a sinister smile, lowered his head and whispered: "Zhao Yufan defeated the other five major sects.

The five major sects will never give up.

Zhao Yufan will definitely be in danger in the future.

It is definitely not a wise move for Zangyue to follow him.

Maybe with Being around Zhao Yufan will lead to death."

As soon as Canyue's name came out, the sect leader stood up suddenly, already making a decision in his heart.

He glanced at Elder Li, hummed softly, and walked slowly towards the meeting palace

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