Chapter 814
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"It's not that I'm letting down your years of hard work, it's you guys!"
Zhao Hai's roar exploded in Guanyu's mind!
"This world isn't always peaceful. There are wars, chaos, beast tides, and even the Wangliang. How could there be such a thing as a proper conquest? How can there be orderly victories and defeats? Once Dongling needs you, it's very likely that you'll face a desperate situation where your lives are hanging by a thread! At that moment, with your current willpower, will you be able to persevere? "
The roar made Guanyu tumble in the wind and fall heavily to the ground.
"Don't try to reason with me, don't try to act pitiful!
"Today, you can turn a blind eye to the plight of your compatriots, even ridicule and trample on them. How can the people of Dongling rely on you to protect their homeland in the future?
"Your life's work isn't just to set foot on this mountain, but to continue to temper your Daoist heart. Cultivate yourself to the point where you can endure hardship, endure tests, and endure hunger and cold! Then, inherit the will of your ancestors and become pillars that can support the heavens!
"If Lu Yunshan does evil, everyone can condemn him. If one day, I do evil, everyone can punish me! Because what you're cultivating isn't to curry favor with those in power, but to be fearless of lions!
"What kind of heart are you trying to comprehend in a sixty-year cycle?"
Zhao Hai roared like a lion. At the same time, an indomitable lion shadow suddenly stood up behind him!
The pressure and golden light that filled the air made Guanyu vomit blood. The disciples knelt down again and again, trembling, their eyes cracked, and begging for forgiveness.
Everything that happened on Lionheart Peak was watched by the entire sect.
Not just the main peak, not just the Medicine Valley, not just the Beast Mountain, not just the outer peaks … even the servants' residences, everyone's heartstrings were throbbing.
Zhao Hai, the peak master of Lionheart Peak, seemed to be transmitting a kind of faith to the entire Spiritual Sect, a faith that had been practiced by hundreds of generations of ancestors and accumulated for thousands of years!
Some of them had known this since a long time ago, but some of the disciples only understood today why Dong Ling was the strongest in the Spiritual Sect.
A ball of fire ignited in their hearts, and they couldn't help but straighten their backs!
A manservant in the Chores Yard took a deep breath and swore in his heart.
"I want to be the pillar of Dongling!"
Among the outer disciples, a pair of sisters who looked exactly the same looked at each other and started to practice their swordsmanship wholeheartedly.
"Second-rate experts are skilled in techniques, while first-rate experts forge the Iron Bone Proud Soul!"
"This disciple knows his mistake! This disciple knows his mistake! "
The entire Lionheart Peak residence was filled with the sounds of people crying bitterly and confessing their sins. Even those disciples who had been demoted and kicked out of Lionheart Peak were taught a good lesson. They understood that if it weren't for their Master's kindness, their indifference to evil would have been no different from doing the same thing. He should be expelled from the sect like Guanyu!
"Sigh …"
It began with a long sigh and ended with a long sigh.
Zhao Hai looked down at Lionheart Peak and memorized the faces of the disciples kneeling there.
"Today, this old man will expel some people, but this does not mean that your cultivation is over. Cultivators don't care about the ups and downs of life. Before your life ends, never deny your value. "
"Go. Go to the Outer Sect. Go outside the sect. Find your own righteousness. I'm sure that in ten years or a hundred years, some of you will return."
"Master!"
"Thank you, Master … for your guidance … This disciple has learned a lot!"
Guan Yu stuck out her butt and smashed her head into the ground.
If it weren't for Zhao Hai's last sentence, most of the disciples who were expelled today would have been unable to recover. However, his final encouragement allowed these exiles to grasp a thread of rebirth after their broken muscles and shattered bones amidst the pain of destruction.
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