Chapter 545: Set a small goal first

Faces convulsed uncontrollably, the two kings of Poison saw that the saint ancestor suddenly appeared in front of them, and they were immediately frightened. They shivered, and they knelt down and bowed: the current four kings of the sect, the poison king, and the dead king. Lord Saint Ancestor. "
With a slight smile, the ancestor did not speak, but a teasing laughter came from the other direction: Why, now only recognize the ancestor and ignore us? "
You are...ss! "
The corners of the wrinkled eyes trembled uncontrollably, and the Poison Kings stiffened their heads and turned their heads, but at this moment, a group of illusory figures were surrounding them, looking at them.
It's not the heroic spirit of the past dynasties, but who is it?
Especially the person who spoke was the previous leader, Ouyang Feiying, whom they had assisted.
Suddenly, the two old men were so scared that their legs were weak. They took a breath, and kept knocking their heads to these heroic spirits, apologizing again and again: I'm sorry, the masters of the past have appeared. Hope the masters will forgive their sins. "
Hi, we old ghosts come and go in a hurry, what can we welcome from afar? Wouldn't you post to you in advance? "
With a sneer, the saint ancestor waved his hand indifferently: You are welcome, just sit down! "
Eh!
Wiping cold sweat on their foreheads, the two French kings sat on the floor with a dry smile, sitting in a circle with this group of leader heroes, their hands trembling nervously.
The saint ancestor glanced at them slantingly, smiled indifferently, ignored him, just narrowed his eyes and muttered: Two little ghosts, do you know that we are here to see you this time? "
Master Shengzu, please give instructions! "
As they bowed their bows, the Poison King and the two became pale nervously.
The saint ancestor smiled slightly, two flashes of light flashed in his eyes, and said lightly: The time has come for the revival of the sect. Go and revive all the contact points of the sect. "
The point of contact for the teaching? "
The two poison kings raised their heads and looked at the holy ancestor with doubts.
Ouyang Feiying smiled slightly and said faintly: Old Poison, what the saint ancestor said is the contact points set up in this world since the thirty-third generation of the leaders of the ten empires. At the beginning, my teacher could transmit arbitrarily among the contact points of these ten empires, and control the information traffic of the entire world, which can be said to be in charge of the universe. But later, as the teaching declined, these contact points were destroyed one by one. The saint ancestor now asks you to rebuild the contact point, just to restore the glory of the 33rd generation. "
Really? "
When the eyes lighted up, the Poison Kings were immediately overjoyed, but soon their brows hesitated again: But the arrangement of these ancient contact points, transmission crystals and transmission formations, the original teaching has now been lost. The elders and others have dull aptitude, I am afraid it is difficult to recover! "
This is not something you have to worry about. You only need to rebuild the various strongholds. As for the task of arranging the teleportation array and the transmission crystal, leave it to our current leader and the second-generation saint ancestor's small three. "
With a slight smile, the ancestor said lightly: As the saying goes, to get rich, first build the road. If we want to expand our influence, we must first do a good job in communication. Only then can we connect the power of this sect in the whole world, echoing from end to end. No matter what happens in any place, we can help each other in difficulties. "
Nodding fixedly, the poison king two nodded in agreement.
At this time, Ouyang Feiying frowned slightly, and then said: Also, in these ten empires, there are enemies in the dark that are targeting this sect. You have to be more careful. Send out more spies to inquire, so as not to repeat the mistakes of this seat! "
what? Master Ouyang, what do you mean? Is someone targeting this teaching? "
The body shook, and the two poison kings looked at him unknownly.
Nodding Shen Shen, Ouyang Feiying sighed and said: Before the soul rebirth attacked this seat, the three waiters in this seat had been secretly removed. The person who got rid of them was definitely not soul regeneration, he didn't have this ability, and someone must secretly help him. Or, he may be nothing more than a in the hands of others. So at that time, I secretly asked Wang Batian to guard the main altar of the sect, no matter what happened, not to move, lest the enemy took advantage of it. "
what? It turns out that King Batian was ordered by the leader of Ouyang, when the religion was besieged by the martial arts and the ten empires, he did not protect the education together. "
Hearing what he said, the Poison King finally realized it.
Ouyang Feiying smiled slightly and sighed: Yes, you have misunderstood him for so many years. At that time, Brother Wang had just entered this sect, with the cleanest foundation, and withdrawn disposition, without any sense of existence. I asked him to guard the back of the teaching, just to see who was behind the scenes? Unfortunately, that person did not appear, and the sect was already torn apart. "
Oops, that's how it is. So since the heroes are still there, why didn't you show up to lead this church at that time? Even if you appoint a successor to the leader, the sect will not fall apart. "
With a tight fist, Poison King understood everything, but he was still puzzled.
Without speaking, all the leaders looked towards the saint ancestor.
The ancestor raised his brows, looked around, shrugged, and smiled: What do you mean, blame me? "
They didn't speak, but their eyes meant that.
That's right, I didn't let the leaders show up at the time, because we are already ghosts. We can't go anywhere except staying in the holy mound. What's the point of showing up? If it wasn't for that Xiao Sanba took away the holy fire deity this time, we wouldn't have come out with him. "
With a slight smile, the face of the saint ancestor shone with wisdom: Besides, at that time, no one in this sect was suitable to be the leader. Rather than appoint one at random, it is better to be like this century, everyone is busy with each other, and it is considered inaction rule. Although the sect is half-dead, but not dead after all. But if you randomly appoint an incompetent leader, and when you have been caught in other people's tricks, and then take you a group of foolish and angry young people out to fight hard, I am afraid that this sect is now destroyed. "
Having said that, the ancestor could not help but sigh: This holy fire religion is like a legacy left by the deity. Give it to the hands of unscrupulous children and grandchildren, it will be defeated. It will be carried forward only when it is given to promising descendants. It's a pity that this generation has nothing promising. The sect has been going downhill and never recovered. From the nine days and ten places, lawlessness, to now almost extinct. You guys, I almost despair. With billions of assets, you have been defeated to a million, and you dare to be called a millionaire, alas. "
The saint ancestor was smiling bitterly, and the rest of the people listened and bowed their heads in shame.
The Poison King and the others touched their noses, and they couldn't judge the past leaders.
so! "
Immediately afterwards, the saint ancestor continued: In the past 100,000 years, it is not that this seat has not wanted to show up, but that no one has made this seat worthy of showing up for him, except for this little 38. His arrival will bring new prosperity to the sect, and it will no longer continue to go downhill, so he is the second-generation saint ancestor. "
Then... let him be careful of the man behind the scenes..."
Be careful! "
Ouyang Feiying groaned for a while, and said with a solemn expression, but in an instant he was pushed back by the holy ancestor: For this young man, the stage is too small now, it is for him to practice dance, he still No formal performance. Set him a small goal, first take down these ten empires, and restore the prestige of the religion to the thirty-third generation. As for what behind the scenes, let him go cool off, don't care, he can't stop Xiao Sanba's way. "
Wow!
Shengzu, his old man really valued the 38th generation inexplicably, it was different from us.
It seems to be a grandson, let’s pick it up.
Hearing what he said, the leaders and heroic spirits looked at each other, all lowered their heads in embarrassment and smiled brightly.
Saint Ancestor really spoiled the thirty-eight generations too much, so why didn't he spoil them? Ugh……