Longevity: Start by practicing the ruthless way

Chapter 85 A new generation replaces the old one

The peaceful days did not last long. A few months later, a melodious bell rang in the Heming Sect, summoning everyone in the sect. There was something important to announce.

Gu Chi also walked out of the spiritual medicine garden with the big black dog and headed to the sect’s central square to gather.

"Do you think the Sect Master summoning everyone at this time is related to the war at the border?"

"I guess the situation at the border is getting tense, so they're going to send us to the front lines to fight."

On the way to the central square, many disciples were whispering to each other. In recent days, various rumors have been spread, causing everyone to panic.

The central square of Heming Sect, a huge platform suspended between two towering mountains, is now full of people.

Sect Master Yang Shan stood side by side with dozens of elders in front of the main hall. After seeing that all the disciples had arrived, Sect Master Yang Shan cleared his throat, pulled a young man who looked only about thirty years old to his side, and announced to the crowd below:

"From today on, Elder Lin Ming will be the new leader of our Heming Sect. He will be given the surname [Yang] and will move into the White Crane Hall to inherit the Taoist tradition of our ancestor!"

His voice was not loud, but it spread to every corner like thunder, and every disciple in the square could hear it clearly.

"What? Why is the Sect Leader suddenly abdicating? And he even chose Lin Ming, who was just promoted to elder, to inherit the position of Sect Leader..."

Everyone was shocked. Lin Ming was originally an inner sect disciple. He was promoted to elder after he broke through the foundation-building stage a few years ago. Logically speaking, it would never be his turn to inherit the position of sect leader. This made people feel unbelievable.

Besides, Sect Master Yang Shan is a top-notch warrior in the Golden Core Stage, with a lifespan of up to three thousand years. He is still far from the time when he will die. Why is he suddenly thinking of giving up his position?

Listening to the whispers in the square below, Sect Master Yang Shan smiled bitterly and said, "I think you have heard a lot about the wars at the border in recent years."

"In fact, the war situation at the border is indeed very grim. Just the night before yesterday, the imperial court and the ten major immortal sects jointly issued an imperial decree. All cultivators above the initial stage of foundation building, whether they are sect elders or patriarchs, must immediately rush to the front line to resist the foreign enemies and fight to the death for the country!"

Hearing this, the disciples in the square below were stunned. Just how bad was the situation at the border? They actually wanted to send all cultivators above the initial stage of foundation building to the front line to participate in the battle?

Sect Master Yang Shan glanced at the crowd, smiled bitterly, and said, "After this trip, we old men, half of our bodies have already been buried in the yellow earth, most likely have no chance of returning. You must practice hard and strive to one day bring glory to our Heming Sect."

Another elderly elder spoke up immediately, saying, "Leave the task of ensuring peace for future generations to us, the old men. You just need to focus on your cultivation in the back and don't worry about anything else."

The border war is tense. Even if the imperial court and the ten major immortal sects do not recruit them, they will still rush to the front line and join the fighting on the battlefield.

It's not just because of the so-called patriotism, but mainly because their Heming Sect is too close to the border of Qian Country. It only takes four or five days to fly at full speed with a sword.

Once the border is lost, the army of the Jiuli Dynasty will sweep across the country like an unstoppable flood.

In order to protect the legacy of their ancestors, they had to keep the Jiuli Dynasty's army out of the border at all costs, even if they might die on the battlefield.

After deciding on the candidate for the sect leader, Sect Leader Yang Shan took out a list and promoted all the dozens of young disciples mentioned in the list to become sect elders.

These people were selected after careful selection by Sect Master Yang Shan and his team. They were all young talents who had broken through to the Foundation Establishment Stage in recent years, including Le Huaxin and Du Yu.

Even Gu Chi was promoted to be the new head of Xuanwu Hall, with the same identity and status as the elders of the sect.

Because the leader of Xuanwu Hall also has to go to the front line to fight, and there are only a few people in Xuanwu Hall itself. Once the current leader leaves, the position of leader will naturally fall on Gu Chi.

However, within a day, the Heming Sect underwent earth-shaking changes. The old were replaced by the new, and now almost all the people sitting in the high-level positions of the sect are young men and women who look less than twenty years old.

"They are all young people with little experience in the world. If we hand over the sect to them, can they shoulder this heavy burden?" An elder looked at Sect Master Yang Shan.

He was not the only one. Other elders who had already abdicated also had this worry in their hearts. After all, they were all young people who had not experienced much of the world and were bound to lack some stability in their actions. It was not known whether it was a good thing or a bad thing to entrust the ancestor's legacy to these young people.

"There's a saying in the secular world: 'Descendants will have their own blessings; don't be a slave to them.' We can't predict the future of the sect."

Sect Master Yang Shan felt that letting these energetic young people to manage the sect might be more likely to illuminate the sect's path forward.

Instead of worrying about these uncertain things, it would be better to defeat the Jiuli Dynasty and allow the younger generations to practice in peace and avoid the suffering of war.

"Everyone, I'm leaving the Heming Sect in your hands!"

The voice of Sect Leader Yang Shan shook the sky. When everything was arranged, he led a group of older people, bowed their hands, and bowed deeply to the people in the square below.

All the disciples were horrified and could not bear the bow, so they bowed hurriedly to return the greeting.

"Farewell, Sect Master! Farewell, Elders!"

"Farewell, Sect Master! Farewell, Elders!!"

Amidst loud shouts and cries that shook the sky, a gigantic warship slowly rose from the depths of the sect and sailed towards the sky above the sect's central square, casting a large shadow.

This is an ancient warship, exuding an air of vicissitudes of time. It is hard to imagine how heavy it is, as it has even distorted the surrounding space.

When he was about to leave, Sect Master Yangshan swept his gaze over everyone in the square, and then looked at the surrounding emerald mountains and peaks and the palaces and pavilions built on the mountains, with reluctance in his eyes.

During the years he was in power as the sect leader, although he failed to take care of all the disciples, he was criticized a lot for the allocation of resources.

But if you put yourself in his shoes, every arrangement he made was motivated by the development of the sect. Who could understand his helplessness?

Until this moment, after taking off the heavy burden of being the sect leader, he felt a lot more relaxed.

"Practice well, and I will create a bright and peaceful world for you!"

This was the last sentence he said before he left, which moved all the disciples in the square below and made their noses sore.