These hundreds of disciples all looked solemn.

Meng Changshan Ben wanted to take advantage of the chaos and break into the forbidden area to take a look, but somehow he didn't dare to move when he stopped here.

The previous disciples started to speak in a low voice, but not long after, the voices were getting higher and higher.

"Elder, if you need it, please don't hide it from us. We are all disciples of Snow Mountain. When we started to worship the ancestors, everyone vowed to suppress the evil and resentment forever and were determined to save the world."

"Yes, elder, I'm not afraid. Let me try to help Master Mengran. If it doesn't work, I will have no complaints if I die in the cold pond myself!"

"What's the matter!"

Tu Huan was very anxious, and it made these disciples feel even more troubled. "It's not yet collapsed, but it's your uncle and uncle. Is it your turn to be heroes? Go back to do your homework, practice hard, and take good care of your junior brothers, sisters and nephews. It's serious."

The disciples wandered and refused to leave.

"This is the third time this month. The Demon Resentment has never rioted so frequently before."

"I have never seen demon resentment, but my grandfather has seen him. He was still young at that time and worked as a chef in our Snow Mountain Sect. He once saw the scene of demon resentment breaking out and breaking the seal. At that time, half of the snow mountain was covered with black air. The disciples of the Snow Mountain went one after another, and 129 people died before suppressing the demon resentment. To this day, my grandfather always cried whenever he mentioned this... If the demon resentment broke out again, then..."

"Then we are willing to die for it." A disciple who looked about fifteen or sixteen years old and in a dark blue Taoist robe walked out and said to Tu Huan, "Senior Brother, I am not afraid of death. I have been mentally prepared for it. Brother Mengran has not already had a way to deal with it. I will teach it to me, and let me try it."

Tu Huan choked and looked at his junior brother's shiny eyes, unable to laugh and cry: "You little kid, what life and death do you know!"

There is a great horror between life and death, which means that these children can say such words sincerely and honestly.

What's more, the place in Hantan is not just a mere death.

"I'm busy, don't get messed up, go back!"

Tu Huan was really not in the mood to get entangled with his own little guys, "Xin'er, don't stand there, take them away."

Meng Changshan's eyes flashed, he kept drilling inside, and looked at the entrance of the forbidden area on tiptoe.

It is said to be a forbidden area, but in fact there is no iron wall or iron wall, and there is not even a door. If you regard it as a forbidden area, it is just a forbidden area. If you don’t take it seriously, it is just a back garden of your own.

At this time, there were many people and it was difficult to break in, but he could find out the terrain clearly and it was easy to get in.

Tu Xin hurried over and coaxed the disciples back with all their advice. At first sight, she grabbed Meng Changshan and walked away.

"In the past, I thought you were calmer than Zhou Miao girl. Why did you like the excitement so much? Have you practiced the mystery? How many times have you drawn your sword? Have you finished your morning class today? You still dare to watch the excitement!"

Tu Xin shook her head and pulled Meng Changshan to Jingge.

For the first five years, the new disciples went to Jingge to take morning classes every day, learned rules and regulations, and also learned the history of the Snow Mountain School.

Before the disciples entered the school, the Xueshan Sect's preacher made it clear to them that the Xueshan inner disciples were responsible for heavy responsibilities and could not say that they would sacrifice their lives due to the evil grievances. If they could not accept it, the Xueshan Sect would never leave anyone behind.

However, no matter how much the explanation is, it is still difficult for new disciples to understand what the devil is. These are explained in detail only after getting started.

At the entrance of Jingge, an old Taoist dressed in a slightly old Taoist robe couldn't help but sigh when he saw the children being driven in like ducks.

"I want me to tell you, your Snow Mountain Sect is all liars, and you said you made it clear in advance, but what can a group of young people, five or six years old and older, and eleven or two years old? They are all confused. Let you just say it is white and just say it is black!"

The disciples in charge of the lecture in Jing Pavilion all smiled bitterly, but they did not dare to refute it.

The old Taoist touched his gray beard and did not enter the door. He sighed at the back door: "In the future, you will be better than entering this broken place. If you enter the Snow Mountain Sect, you will be incompetent to life and death."

He said three times in a row and couldn't help but turn around and stagger away.

Meng Changshan was shocked and stared at the old Taoist back.

Finally someone said something fair!

He went into the snow-capped mountains and sent him, and everything he saw and heard was bright everywhere, but he didn't believe it. How could there be no darkness in the place where Dad hated so much?

"In the third year of Liang, the evil and resentment invaded Qizhou. Nine out of ten houses in Qizhou were empty, blood flowed into a river, the earth was scorched earth, everywhere like a demonic realm, and the scenes of the end of the world, everyone who saw them was frightened and shocked."

"Fortunately, the woodcutter Xin Yan stepped forward and sacrificed himself to despise the demons. With the help of my ancestor Ziguang Zhenren, I entered the cold pond of my back mountain. From then on, the demons were resentful and the world was peaceful."

Boasting!

Those who seek fame and reputation!

Meng Changshan sat down with his head down, secretly complaining, trying to make himself in his ears and hearts, but he couldn't take it seriously anyway.

"The Snow Mountain Sect suppressed the demons and resentments for many years, and his disciples died many times. Until ten years ago, the master Qingyun Zhenren, the disciple Ye Mengran, sacrificed himself into the cold pool, bound the demons and resentments for ten years, and did not leave the forbidden area, thinking hard about the method of eliminating the demons and resentments."

"Ye Mengran, a genius, changed the "resignation" mental method from the "Zhaoming" mental method of our sect, and used himself as a cage. He has been siege and siege every day for ten years, and has been siege and eliminated the evil and grievances. It has been effective so far. Maybe it doesn't take too long for our disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect to disperse."

Meng Changshan narrowed his eyes: Ye Mengran? He is the one who harmed his father?

What kind of demons and resentment, what a cold pond can do?

Meng Changshan made up his mind to practice martial arts well and kill Ye Mengran. In the next few days, he practiced martial arts while inquiring about the situation in the forbidden area.

Now all the Xueshan Sect is paying attention to the forbidden area, and no one finds his inquiries strange.

In addition to inquiries about the forbidden area, he also inquired about Xue Yu.

Shortly after the Xue Yu incident happened, many young disciples in the sect also knew about it, so naturally there was no good words when they mentioned it.

He once committed the crime of killing. At that time, many innocent people died. The people from Biyou Palace happened to run into it and saved a few. Some of these people were also left in Biyou Palace. Whenever they mentioned Xue Yu, they gritted their teeth and often scolded them.

The disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect will inevitably hear some news.

Meng Changshan became more and more angry as he listened, and he tossed and turned around at night and couldn't sleep.

What are you treacherous, empathize with others, and kill innocent people indiscriminately!

Dad, how could Dad be like this?

It was late at night and the moon was hazy. Meng Changshan was a little confused and a little uneasy. But when he was shocked, he was ashamed. How could he... believe these things?

I was full of anger in my stomach and beat the snow mountain up and down thousands of times in my mind.

The junior brother sleeping opposite him came over quietly, tucked the quilt for Meng Changshan, touched the quilt and put a blanket for him.

Meng Changshan: “…”

He only went to take revenge and killed Ye Mengran, but he should not burn the mountain gate.

Before going up the mountain, Meng Changshan specially studied how to set fire and when to set fire faster and more vigorously.

At this moment, this thought was completely gone.

Most of the people in the Snow Mountain Sect are good people. There are so many young disciples who were still children ten years ago. I guess they have nothing to do with his father, and he cannot vent his anger on others.

He held his breath and waited for a long time. When the junior brother opposite him fell asleep, Leng Yue next to him was breathing deeply. Meng Changshan quietly got out of the quilt, pushed open the door, carefully followed the route he had seen, passed through the back garden, and headed straight to the forbidden area.

Meng Changshan practiced light skills well, was lucky and brave. He happened to be in a hurry tonight when Ye Mengran wanted to have a midnight snack. The forbidden area was brightly lit, and many people came in and out to deliver food and drink to him, and the guards on duty were a little relaxed.

He was really treated as a little disciple who delivered food and slipped in under the guard's nose.
Chapter completed!