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Chapter 963

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Some words could only be kept in his heart. He didn't dare to say it out loud. He stared at Wei Wei in bewilderment, waiting for him to continue.

A group of people also looked at Niu Youdao suspiciously, especially Chao Jing and the others.

Especially Shen Yidu, an elder of the Waning Moon Pavilion. He thought that the Pavilion Master's judgment was right. This guy wouldn't admit it no matter what, but he did know something.

Ding Wei smiled and didn't say why Niu Youdao was so important. He pressed his hands together and said, "We've all seen each other. Please take a seat."

After everyone sat down, he continued, "Many of you probably don't know me. Let me introduce myself. My name is Ding Wei, the current Misty Pavilion's Manager. During my Misty Pavilion's Manager's term, I will be responsible for your training. After my term ends, the next Manager will be responsible for it. "

After that, he observed everyone's reaction and continued, "Maybe everyone is surprised. We still have to train until the next Misty Pavilion? How long will this training take? To be honest, I don't know how long it will take. Maybe it will end soon, maybe it will take a long time. Anyway, it all depends on the results of your training. "

"Everyone must be wondering what kind of training we will be doing. I don't know much. Let's just pretend that nothing has been decided. We'll take it one step at a time. Let's not talk about the future. Let's just talk about the present. "He clenched his fist and knocked on the table a few times." Give the things to the Elders. "

Another series of footsteps could be heard from outside. A group of people from the Misty Pavilion entered and walked directly in front of the crowd. They handed out stationery such as brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones to the twenty-eight elders.

They were obviously going to write something. Everyone looked at each other. Chao Jing and the others looked at Niu Youdao from time to time, trying to get some hints.

However, when Niu Youdao saw the stationery on the table, he was also puzzled. He didn't even know himself, how could he give any hints to others?

After the stationery was distributed, the people from the Misty Pavilion who just came in quickly left.

The items were really only given to the elders of the various sects. The hearts of the various sects' disciples behind them slowly relaxed.

Just as the elders were looking at each other, Ding Wei spoke again, "The sects that you all belong to, either rule over countries, or rule over the four seas. The forces that you all come from are scattered all over the world, helping the Misty Pavilion to control the world. This rule had been around for a long time, and there would always be problems after a long time. Was the Misty Pavilion doing a good job? Even when the Misty Pavilion inspects the world, they would encounter problems that they could not understand. Moreover, the problems kept piling up, and the nine Saint Seniors were very dissatisfied! "

"Let's not talk about the distant issues. Let's talk about the recent issue … Is the elder of the Tool Cloud Sect in Taishu Mountain City?"

Taishu Shancheng, the elder who represented the Artifact Cloud Sect of Jin Nation, was seated at the front and was shocked to hear those words.

He said that the nine Holy Venerables were dissatisfied, and he even mentioned the Cloud Tool Sect. He broke out in a cold sweat. He stood up anxiously and performed a cupped-fist salute. "Taishu Mountain City greets Deacon Ding."

Everyone was surprised and bewildered, not knowing what was going on.

"You are Taishu Mountain Cheng, I will remember it. Sit down, don't be nervous. " Ding Wei gestured for him to sit down and asked, "Before Zhao Nation was destroyed, did your Tool Cloud Sect send three Supreme Elders to Zhao Nation's imperial palace to rob their belongings?"

"This …" Taishu Mountain Cheng was so nervous that he could not speak clearly. He stuttered and was about to stand up to answer.

Ding Wei raised his hand to stop him from standing up. "Fighting and fighting among cultivators is unavoidable. It is impossible to live in harmony, but we must follow the rules. Otherwise, the whole world will be in chaos, and it will not be good for anyone. Everyone understands this simple logic, and I don't need to explain it. Therefore, you acted within the rules, and the Misty Pavilion will not blame you, nor do we have the intention to blame you. You don't need to be polite, just sit down and reply. "

Taishu Mountain Cheng was slightly relieved, but he still said nervously, "Deacon, it is true."

Ding Wei said, "As far as I know, all the cultivators of the Tool Cloud Sect who went to Zhao Nation's imperial palace to rob were annihilated. Even the three Supreme Elders were not spared. Is that true?"

Taishu Mountain Cheng said bitterly, "Indeed."

The Tool Cloud Sect had been concealing the news of losing three Supreme Elders, fearing that it would have a bad influence on them. They did not expect the Misty Pavilion to know about it.

Everyone was surprised to hear this. They had heard that the Cloud Equipment Sect had gone to the Imperial Palace of Zhao to loot a burning house and returned in failure, but they didn't know that it was a complete annihilation. They didn't expect that even the three top masters of the Cloud Equipment Sect, the Elders, couldn't escape. How was this possible?

One had to know that there was naturally a reason why the Cloud Equipment Sect was so powerful. The three Grand Elders were definitely not ordinary experts. Logically speaking, it was impossible for no one to know about the commotion caused by the battle between the three of them.

Even Niu Youdao was surprised. His eyes flashed as he thought about what had happened. He thought of Zhao Nation's former Empress Dowager, Shang Youlan.

He had received a message from the Ten Thousand Grotto-Heaven Mansion, saying that the people of the Misty Pavilion had come to talk to Shang Youlan. After the people of the Misty Pavilion left, the Ten Thousand Grotto-Heaven Mansion immediately asked Shang Youlan what had happened. But Shang Youlan refused to say anything, and the Ten Thousand Grotto-Heaven Mansion could not pursue the matter of the Misty Pavilion, so they gave up.

Now it seemed that he had some idea why the Misty Pavilion was looking for Shang Youlan.

Ding Wei said, "I don't need to say it in detail. Everyone should know what I mean. The three Supreme Elders of the Tool Cloud Sect are not ordinary people. Logically, if someone attacked them, it would not be small. But there are so many people in the Zhao Nation's imperial palace, and no one noticed anything unusual. And the three Supreme Elders of the Tool Cloud Sect did not return. Where did the three of them go? What exactly happened? No one knew. It was as if they disappeared into thin air on the night of the incident. Don't you think it's strange? "

"The former Emperor of Zhao Nation, Hai Wuji, who escaped before the fall of the country, might be an insider. Now, the Misty Pavilion is looking for his whereabouts. Although the world is big, I don't believe that they can hide forever … Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. I just want to tell everyone that the Misty Pavilion did not fulfill its responsibility, and the Holy Lord is very dissatisfied."

"But then again, could it be that the various sects and clans are doing very well? Did they fulfill their responsibility to help the Misty Pavilion to maintain the order of the world? The Elders sitting in front of us are all the higher-ups of the various sects. You should have a clear understanding of the internal and external details of the various sects. You should all know the shortcomings and inadequacies of our own sects. "

"The Misty Pavilion did not do a good job, so they should reflect on themselves. The sects should also do the same. This is one of the purposes of this training."

"The brush, ink, paper, and inkstone have been given to the elders. You must write down the shortcomings and problems of the sects, as well as the things that they have done that are detrimental to the order of the world. Do not hide anything. Let me say this first. If you are found to have covered up something, or if you are found to have known something but refused to write it down, don't blame the Misty Pavilion for being merciless. I am not trying to scare you. Do not underestimate the Misty Pavilion's ability to investigate. You will not be able to bear the consequences! "

"Also, you can rest assured. The things you write down will not be leaked. We will keep it a secret."

"I will give you two hours. After two hours, I want to see what you have written. Also, let me remind you that the results of the training will affect your future. You don't need to say good things about the sects. Just write what I said just now. Those who hand in blank papers will die! "

Ding Wei did not say anything else. He leaned back in his chair and looked at the group of stunned elders coldly.

A member of the Misty Pavilion placed an hourglass in front of Ding Wei's table for everyone to use.

The group of elders turned around and looked at each other. Their hearts were filled with desolation.

They were cursing Ding Wei in their hearts. They were saying that the Nine Great Masters had given them a rare opportunity. They were also saying that they should rejoice. Was this worth rejoicing over? This was simply pushing everyone into a pit!

They were wailing in their hearts. [I knew that nothing good would come out of coming to the Sage Territory.

The reason is very simple. What's the difference between writing down this thing and betraying the sect?] [Even if we can go back alive, we won't be able to live a good life in this life. Ding Wei said that we won't leak the secret?]

It would be fine if only the elders of the sects had come. The sects might not know what they had done here. But, there were other disciples of the sects here!

[If you want to write something down, then let the disciples of the sects write it down. What's the point of letting only the elders write it down? Everyone doesn't know what the Misty Pavilion is trying to do.

Most people would rather fight and kill than write down this thing. They would rather fight to the death like they did in the Secret Territory of Heaven Capital.

However, Ding Wei had already said it to this point. They had no choice but to write it down. Just like what Ding Wei had said, they shouldn't underestimate the Misty Pavilion's verification ability. Who would dare to underestimate it? Who knew how much the Misty Pavilion knew about the truth. Playing tricks on the Misty Pavilion in front of the Misty Pavilion was not a child's play. They had to consider the consequences.

"Don't whisper to each other. Don't look at others. Write your own." One of Ding Wei's subordinates shouted.

The elders looked at each other to see how they were going to write. All of them immediately became obedient. They smelled the scent of the ink and stared at the white paper in front of them in a daze. It was too difficult.

The disciples of the sects who were sitting at the back were sighing in their hearts. Although they were not the elders of the sects, they could understand the difficulties of the elders of the sects.

"Those who hand in a blank paper will die. Die your grandpa …" Niu Youdao cursed in his heart. He wanted to hand in a blank paper. However, Ding Wei's words had cut off his escape route.

After pondering for a while, he stared at the hourglass for a while. He reached out his hand and scooped up a small spoon to drip water onto the inkstone. He picked up an ink block and began to grind it.

The pavilion was silent. The sound of grinding was very clear. In a split second, pairs of eyes stared at Niu Youdao.

The two disciples of the Purple Golden Cave, Qin Guan and Ke Dingjie raised their heads to look. They were secretly shocked. Elder Niu wouldn't really write the sect's fault, would he?

Kun Linshu, who was sitting at the back, took another look and frowned.

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