Chapter 340 Lu Chuan's Demise: He Falls Outside the Saint's Dojo?

Xiang Meng suddenly stopped.

While continuing to channel his inner energy into Lu Chuan, Luo Gucheng turned his head and asked,

"Then what."

"And then?"

"He was still forced to his knees, his bones shattered, but he still managed to shout something at Buzhou Mountain."

Xiang Meng stared intently at Luo Gucheng.

"He shouted."

"Lu Chuan from Nancheng requests an audience with Master Luo Gucheng."

"Please, Master, intervene and save the hundreds of millions of people in the southwestern region of the human race."

boom.

These words were spoken.

Luo Gucheng shuddered violently.

Those hands, which were originally as steady as Mount Tai, trembled uncontrollably at this moment.

The air inside the hall seemed to freeze instantly.

I couldn't help it...

Luo Gucheng couldn't help but look at the blood-red figure in front of him, his heart filled with turmoil.

he……

They came for the southwest region.

For the sake of hundreds of millions of people in the southwest region.

He traveled thousands of miles, traversing mountains that are off-limits to humans.

He survived by the skin of his teeth, and did not hesitate to withstand the pressure of the sage at Mount Buzhou.

He shattered his bones and was on the verge of death.

They were begging their master to save them.

At this moment, Luo Gucheng closed his eyes, his heart filled with extreme complexities.

Guilt.

Shocked.

admire.

A mix of emotions.

They made the decision only recently.

For the sake of the overall human race, we cannot afford to start a full-scale war with the demon race in the southwest region.

They decided to abandon the southwest.

He only sent Xiang Meng to take away a few promising talents, to preserve a spark of hope.

These high and mighty saints treat hundreds of millions of lives as numbers that can be discarded.

But now.

He was a disciple whom I had only met once.

But for the sake of hundreds of millions of people, he was willing to risk his own life.

This stark contrast.

This made Luo Gucheng, a martial saint who had lived for hundreds of years, feel a deep sense of shame.

"Old Luo."

Xiang Meng looked at the silent Luo Gucheng and said softly,

"Do you think it's really worth it?"

"He is, after all, a Martial Emperor. It would be easy for him to escape from the melee."

"But he still wanted to save the lives of hundreds of millions of people."

"Old Luo, do you think it's worth it?"

"Old Luo, we are all saints. It is the human race that has worshipped us like gods and placed us on a high pedestal."

"But what have we done?"

"The sages have left, and I don't know what they are doing in those places, but they are certainly doing the same things."

"Before they left, they asked us to protect humanity in their place, but what have we done?"

"Old Luo..."

"For the sake of the so-called bigger picture, we abandoned the southwest region..."

"We abandoned hundreds of millions of people..."

The last sentence struck Luo Gucheng's heart like a resounding bell.

This gave him another jolt.

Qi and blood...

It kept churning.

For the sake of the bigger picture.

Abandoning hundreds of millions of people.

Abandoning hundreds of millions of people.

They abandoned hundreds of millions of people!

Are the lives of hundreds of millions of people not lives too?

In that instant, Lu Gucheng was once again plunged into hesitation and confusion.

but……

What else can we do?

He is leaving.

He's leaving.

What will happen to the human race after he leaves?

What will happen to the human race if war really breaks out with the demon race?

Based on those few old sages who remained?

Based on Xiang Meng, who has only been a saint for a hundred years?

No.

They cannot protect the human race.

Even he himself could no longer protect himself.

After the ancient sages of humanity departed, they fell one after another in that place, and the blood of the saints flowed into rivers.

All of this has had a tremendous impact on the human race.

The demon race, on the other hand, is the exact opposite.

The demon race is born with powerful bodies, which gives them an even greater advantage in that place.

The demon race did not decline.

They even became more ferocious as the battle progressed.

A quasi-emperor level demon has already appeared.

human race...

They are now completely suppressed by the demon race.

Therefore, war cannot be started.

No, that's impossible.

Luo Gucheng stared blankly, and for the first time, a look of pain appeared on his face.

Seeing this scene.

Xiang Meng felt heavy-hearted and knew he couldn't say anything more.

On protecting the human race.

Luo Gucheng and those old folks had been guarding the city longer than he had, and they had a deeper affection for the human race.

They must be more conflicted and in more pain than I am.

"Why."

Xiang Meng sighed.

The tough guy almost shed tears.

They immediately changed the subject, slapped their thighs, and expressed great admiration.

"Old Luo."

"I'm not trying to be mean."

"You got a really good apprentice... he was a damn worthwhile one."

"That backbone."

"This sense of responsibility."

"He is ten thousand times better than my disciples and followers in the mountains who only know how to cultivate in seclusion and shrink back when faced with trouble."

"I'm just a rough guy, but I admire these fearless tough guys."

Luo Gucheng remained silent.

As she continued to watch Lu Chuan's retreating figure, her mood finally improved somewhat.

He didn't expect it either.

This disciple, whom I accepted unintentionally, is surprisingly principled.

After a long while.

Luo Gucheng slowly withdrew his palms.

He exhaled a long breath of stale air.

She stood up and looked at Lu Chuan, who was still unconscious.

"I have now cleared and unblocked the meridians in his body."

"The fatal injuries to the bones and internal organs have also been stabilized."

"There is indeed a life force within him that is constantly repairing his injuries."

"Then it's up to him now."

Luo Gucheng turned his back and looked at the rolling sea of ​​clouds outside the main hall.

Southwest region.

Hundreds of millions of people.

Can he really just sit idly by and do nothing?

but……

I want to manage it.

How should we manage this...?

……

In the blink of an eye.

Seven days have passed.

The edge of the Taklamakan Desert.

A fierce wind whipped up yellow sand, obscuring the sky and the sun.

Shangguan Yue, leading the black steed, still stood on that sand dune.

She is here.

I've been waiting for seven whole days.

The wind and sand kept hitting her face, leaving tiny bloodstains.

Her once dashing dark outfit was now covered in dust and tattered.

Even that magnificent black steed.

It drooped its head listlessly, emitting mournful cries.

The environment here is terrible.

Not only were there sandstorms everywhere, but it was also extremely hot, dry, and lacking in water; it was simply not a place for humans to live.

For those seven days, Shangguan Yue kept her eyes glued to the direction of Buzhou Mountain, deep in the desert.

the next day.

She was full of hope.

I believe Brother Lu Chuan will definitely return safely.

Day three.

She began to panic, pacing back and forth on the sand dunes.

Day .

Worry turned into fear.

And now, it's already the seventh day.

Shangguan Yue's heart sank little by little into an abyss.

A feeling of despair.

It completely overwhelmed her.

She knew exactly what Buzhou Mountain was.

That was the sacred site of a saint.

The oppressive force emanating from the surrounding area was terrifying to the extreme.

At Emperor Wu's full flight speed, it would take almost a day to make a round trip from here to Buzhou Mountain.

But now.

Seven days have passed.

Lu Chuan did not come out.

There was no sign of any sage emerging from Mount Buzhou.

Everything was deathly silent.

Then there's practically only one possibility.

Lu Chuan died inside.

He never got to see the sage inside Mount Buzhou.

He collapsed under that terrifying pressure.

……