Wanfa Zong raised his troops to investigate the crime.
The disciples of the sect have already paid attention to it.
However, most of them ignored it.
They don't think Wanfa Sect is a powerful character. The ancestor of the sect is a peerless strongman who defeated the Nine Families. They don't have to worry about these problems at all.
What the outer sect disciples have to worry about is that they are not strong enough to be promoted to the inner sect, while the inner sect disciples want to go one step further and are worried about going from the inner sect to the outer sect.
Wu Daoxian, who met his own father and second uncle, listened to his father's story with a solemn frown on his face for a long time.
Then he slowly said: "Dad, so what if the Wanfa Sect is so powerful, can it be compared to Master's teachings? I have become a disciple of Master and am determined to be the true disciple of the sect."
"Once a teacher, always a father. Don't say anything more about daddy."
Wu Yunyan only found out later from Ou Yanyan, and persuaded him earnestly: "The elder in that family is the Reverend Transformation of Gods. The sect also has a saint who can refine the void. He is infinitely taller. With a little work, maybe he can
Being able to get on the line will help you soar into the sky.”
"Where is the Reverend Transformation of Gods?"
"Eastern Wasteland."
"Where is the Saint of Refining the Void?"
"Also in the Eastern Wasteland."
"Where is my master?"
Wu Yunyan was stunned for a moment and then said: "Taishi Zunhun Zhenjun?"
"Right in the sect!"
"Walking around will not end well. My master has told me a long time ago that people can follow the trend, but they can't lose their identity or stand firm."
Wu Daoxian spread his little hands, then looked at his second uncle and said, "Second uncle, you should persuade my father."
Wu Yunyan suddenly became furious like an offended cat, and shouted sternly: "I am your father, and you are trying to teach me a lesson. If I say no, I can't!"
Wu Daoxian didn't even know what happened to his father, he just felt strange.
He took a half step back without saying anything, then turned around and climbed onto the back of the stingray. He didn't want to talk about the things at home. If he couldn't afford to offend him, why not hide from him? He simply didn't say anything to irritate his father.
Wu Yunchu quickly grabbed his eldest brother and signaled his nephew to leave quickly with his eyes. He could hold him back here.
A few days ago, I was inquiring about the ancestors of the sect. I don’t know what Ou Yanyan said to his eldest brother. When the people from Wanfa Sect came, my eldest brother felt that Taiyi Sect couldn’t resist it. Now he doesn’t want to borrow Taishang Lao’s help.
With the power of the ancestors, they just want to cling to the boat of Ten Thousand Fazong.
…
Everyone was shocked.
The tall figure entered the palace wearing bare boots, with red hair tied at the top corner, a black robe edged with scarlet, and purple-black eyes as bright and deep as the stars in the abyss.
Just standing there, obviously without any aura or inspiration, it was like facing a vast darkness, with fear gradually growing in my heart.
It's like a big hand has grabbed the most primitive fear from the bottom of my heart.
The old man in gray robe sitting next to Gu Yu suddenly stood up and stared at the red-haired monk in black robe who was walking slowly.
He felt as if he had seen a ghost.
Even the elders in the sect did not frighten him so much, which made people even more suspicious. Is the person in front of him really the late Nascent Soul that Gu Xianlou mentioned?
This aura is probably similar to that of the Venerable.
The perception of danger forced him to be on guard. Even though he knew he was no match, he still stood up instinctively. Sitting in his seat made him feel like a fish waiting to be slaughtered.
Tu Shanjun walked into the hall and gently turned his blue-gray ghost hands.
The old man in gray robe widened his eyes. He watched helplessly as the palm fell on his shoulder, and then his body was pressed back to the seat. There was no fluctuation of mana, and the strength was not strong, and the seat was even less powerful.
A little bit shaky and unstable, just like it should be.
"Niang Xipi! This Supreme Elder of Taiyi Sect is not even a bit more terrifying than Zhenjun Jin'ao from Jin'ao Palace." The old man in gray robe kept shouting in his heart. If he had known that he would have to face such a terrifying person, he would have
I will never let the young master do whatever he wants.
The person in front of me is definitely a genius of the Nascent Soul level.
No, there is a problem in calling him a genius.
Because geniuses are the names given to monks who have not yet grown up. This person has obviously grown up, and may be able to step into the realm of divine transformation at any time.
Millions of yin spirits are present in the body, and there are two levels of true meaning, dharma and yang spirit.
The old man in gray robe sat down safely.
He had a premonition that if he dared to take action, all his cultivation would turn into smoke and dust.
Sitting aside, Gu Yu, who was nervous, immediately raised his hands and saluted and said: "Gu Yu, the true disciple of Donghuang Wanfa Sect, has met my senior. I don't know that it would be rude to see senior in person."
The etiquette is thorough and there is no trace of arrogance or domineering.
"You memorize the regulations of Wanfa Sect, and I will listen..."
Tu Shanjun glanced at him indifferently, and casually sat down not far from True Lord Taiyi. He glanced at Xu Zhao who was still kneeling on the ground, and said indifferently: "Get up and listen together to see what crime you have committed."
Punishment.”
Although hearing what Tu Shanjun said, Xu Zhao felt as if he was being pardoned and looked at his master.
"Why are you kneeling when your uncle asks you to get up?"
"Thank you Master, thank you Uncle Master." Xu Zhao quickly got up.
At that moment when he saw his statement, he felt like the sky was falling.
Originally he didn't understand Wanfa Sect, but he asked his master about it after he had a conflict. After hearing this, he couldn't sleep or eat well, and even his practice was affected. He was afraid that he would unintentionally commit evil while practicing and be punished by Wanfa Sect.
Caught.
Most of the monks caught by Wanfa Sect were punished.
Even demonic cultivators do not dare to sacrifice mortals at will. If they want to sacrifice, they must choose monks with good cultivation. Although the separation of immortals and mortals is not complete, it is still a layered world, which will not allow powerful forces to come to the mortals.
.
His cultivation level is not enough to be seen in Xingluo, let alone resisting the Wanfa Sect monks.
There was no telling when the sect would have no choice but to hand him over.
It will be death by then.
Qianqiu Hegemony died before it even started, and Xu Zhao couldn't help but be afraid.
That is, the fear of death.
Fortunately, there is a sect here.
Xu Zhao was glad that he made the right choice back then.
He followed the right person.
"..."
"The general outline of all methods: Thousands of Taoist arts, all kinds of immortality. From now on, the immortals and the mortals will not stand in the way, and the great road will walk alone..."
"..."
Gu Yu honestly began to recite.
Master Jindan will not forget these things.
He once read it through when he was in elementary school, otherwise he would really not be able to recite it today.
He didn't know what the consequences would be if he couldn't recite it, but when even the boss was pushed back into his seat, he knew that he was in trouble, in a sect where he seemed to be a soft persimmon.
The status of a monk of Wanfa Sect is not a gold medal for immunity from death. There will always be a stupid young man who will take action to kill the disciples of Wanfa Sect. He is now praying that the red-haired monk in front of him should not be a stupid young man, but should be careful.
His background and identity, as well as his ancient ancestors.
Time passes minute by minute.
Until Gu Yu memorized all the articles of Wanfa Sect.
Tu Shanjun nodded slightly and said, "You are arrogant and domineering, and you are abusing your power. I will cut off the Qi in your chest, destroy your Dantian Dharma, and regress the realm of Yin Shen in order to rectify the reputation of our Taiyi Sect!"
Gu Yu was frightened and stood up quickly.
His cultivation has reached the peak of the Golden Core. If his cultivation regresses, he will not be able to challenge the Nascent Soul before the age of fifty. How will he be able to compete with those geniuses by then?
What's more, he has never heard of ways to reduce other people's realm and magic power. Could it be some evil method that damages the Yinshen?
"Senior, no!"
The gray-robed Nascent Soul immediately opened his mouth to stop him.
Cultivation is the foundation of a monk. It is okay to be suppressed by others. If a part of his cultivation is really cut off, it may damage the Yin Shen, and it will cost a huge price to recover. As a protector, he cannot just watch.
He looked at Gu Yu's Yinshen being damaged, otherwise he would also be punished when he returned to the Gu family.
Tu Shanjun turned a deaf ear.
Opening his big hand, powerful pressure filled the great hall.
The foundation-building monks who were following Gu Yu had set up the magic shield early. Fortunately, the pressure was not directed at them, otherwise even if they held up the magic shield, they would be crushed to pieces by the surging magic power.
The old man in gray robe stood in front of Gu Yu and shouted: "My young master is from the ancient Wanfa family in the Eastern Wasteland. My ancestor is a saint who cultivates the void. Senior, please think twice!"
All of a sudden.
Tu Shanjun appeared in front of the gray-robed old man, looking down from a high position, his purple-black eyes glaring.
The terrifying and oppressive aura is like blooming from the abyss.
The darkness behind them shrouded them, and even though it was bright outside, they felt like it was dark.
Without any hesitation, the blue-gray palm fell on the gray-robed old man's chest, and a dull voice was heard: "Broken!"
boom!
The body-protecting aura of the gray-robed old man fell apart like broken ice.
A mouthful of blood surged up and wet his clothes.
His body couldn't help but fly backwards and hit the mountain peak in the distance. Smoke and dust flew everywhere, and the clouds and mist dragged out a long tail. There was no movement for a long time.
Immediately afterwards, light rose into the sky.
The old man in gray robe rushed out of the clouds and appeared in the main hall. The long Lingbao knife in his hand was pointed at Tu Shanjun. However, he saw Tu Shanjun slightly raised his arm and grasped the blade with his palm. The old man in gray robe could not move forward any further.
"this……"
The old man in gray robe was shocked.
Tu Shanjun lowered his head to look at Gu Yu, and touched the top of his head with the other hand.
He said dullly: "Peel!"
"Buzz."
Huaguang earthquake.
A shadow appeared in front of Gu Yu.
He couldn't see his face clearly. He was dressed in a gorgeous robe that was mainly black and white and supplemented by gold. His beard and hair were all white. He raised his palm to block Tu Shanjun's blue-grey palm from pressing down. There was no emotion in his indifferent eyes.
"Take a photo as a god?" Taiyi Zhenjun exclaimed.
"It's the Reverend God Transformation!"
"This shadow possesses 30% of the power of the Incarnation Lord."
"grandfather!"
Gu Yu shouted in surprise.
He really thought he was going to die just now, but fortunately he had the back-up left by his grandfather.
This is an honor he got after defeating many people with the same surname in the family competition. It is a pity that his back-up man is not the ancestor of the family, because he is not that person's opponent.
He only finished third that time.
"No matter who you are, you are no match for my grandfather!"
Gu Yu wantonly vented his fear just now, and his roar of filial piety resounded in the Yuguan Palace as if he was angry with embarrassment.
The old man in gray robe who was struggling to hold on also said as if he saw hope: "Senior, stop it. My master is the Reverend God Transformation. No matter how talented you are, you are only in the late Nascent Soul stage. We are willing to pay for this rudeness.
To compensate you, senior, please let my young master go for the sake of my master."
Xu Zhao was shaken in his heart and looked at his master and said: "Why don't you advise your master..."
Those disciples of the Wanfa Sect who followed Gu Yu were relieved as if they had been granted amnesty. They did not want to be enemies with True Lord Yuanying, let alone leave their cultivation here.
This chapter has been completed!