Chapter 893 The World
"Wanfa Sect."
Chu Kuang picked up the wine cup and murmured.
The Wanfa Sect doesn't care whether it's a righteous path or a demonic path, as long as it doesn't impede the boundary gap between mortals and monks, it's all the same to the Wanfa Sect.
However, it was such a sect that made everyone hold their breath and concentrate when they appeared.
"Ouch."
Miao Ran smiled and said: "Whether it's the True Demonic Way or the Wanfa Sect, it all depends on what the superiors want."
As he spoke, he cupped his fists with his hands.
Chu Kuang nodded slightly, then changed the subject and said, "I heard that the Taoist priest from your ancient sacred land is also here."
When speaking, his eyes were pressed very low, hiding his sharp edge, and his words were mostly testing, as if he wanted to confirm whether the information was true.
Miao Ran laughed, but did not answer directly: "Isn't the Taoist master of Baijia Academy also here?"
Chu Kuang sighed secretly.
This is what worries him most.
Originally, it could at least be concealed, and even have the ability to fight. If all Taoist disciples come, they will all be the top monks among the younger generation.
It seems that he is at the peak of becoming a god, but in fact he has already surpassed ordinary saints.
He is an existence that can truly fight across ranks, kill enemies across borders, and dominate an entire generation.
He has never met Daozi from the Ancient Holy Land. He only knows that the younger generation of the Ancient Holy Land all recognize his strength. It is said that that person possesses the Aragami Body.
The Tao body is a secret, and he doesn't know what it is.
The more this happened, the more Chu Kuang frowned.
He knew very well how powerful the Taoists of Baijia Academy were.
If so, he may not be able to fulfill his original promise.
"It won't work..."
Chu Kuang muttered in his heart.
He hurriedly said goodbye to Miao Ran and the two monks who looked at each other.
Miao Ran did not try to persuade him to stay, as Baijia Academy was very mysterious to begin with.
He and Chu Kuang only met once.
At such a critical moment, the Master is about to arrive, and the Holy Land Senior Brother will also come. Of course, they must be prepared to welcome their fellow Holy Land disciples.
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Chu Kuang left the small town and entered the heavy fog.
The mist is steaming.
The thick evil spirit intertwined with the purple clouds above, turning this place into a forbidden area.
While Chu Kuang was walking, he suddenly discovered that his body-protecting Qi was rapidly wearing away, and it seemed that it would disappear completely in a short time. If he wanted to maintain it, he must increase his mana.
At this moment, Chu Kuang was like carrying a high mountain on his back, and every step he took was so difficult.
"Is this... really the person I knew back then?" Chu Kuang couldn't help but feel doubtful.
When Tu Shanjun and Lu Xinhou faced each other back then, he indeed showed Daozong-level strength, but it was far from as terrifying as it is today.
Now he only feels that this place is insurmountable.
I don't know how long it took.
He finally came to Tianzhu.
Plop.
The monk knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "Junior Zhao Fulai, please accept me as your disciple."
Under the Tianzhu.
The tall red-haired monk sitting cross-legged opened his eyes, and his magnificent and deep black and red eyes looked at the young monk kneeling not far away, seeming a little surprised that someone could walk all the way in front of him.
Looking at the opponent's cultivation level, there is only the first step.
The red-haired monk asked: "Do you know me?"
Zhao Fulai couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart.
He didn't know the red-haired monk, and he didn't know Tushanjun at all, but he had heard the stories.
The story of the magical treasure is widely spread in the ancient city.
Perhaps, as long as he can successfully become a disciple, he can be able to replicate that person and jump from a minor cultivator of the Golden Pill to a master of transformation.
For this reason, he risked his own death and walked in step by step from outside the fog. In the second half of the journey, he forgot how he walked. Maybe he didn't walk, but crawled.
"The juniors don't know the seniors, but they have heard their stories."
Zhao Fulai was very excited, but he did not hide that he knew something about the inside story.
In front of the great monk, it is best to speak frankly about your thoughts and information channels, because the changes in your expression will definitely not deceive the great monk.
Maybe you can win the favor of the great monk because of your honesty.
Tu Shanjun looked at the young monk, shook his head slightly and said, "Let's go."
Zhao Fulai was so happy that he felt like he had fallen into an ice cave. He was stunned for a long time and hurriedly said: "Junior sincerely worships me. If senior doesn't believe it, junior will accept all the tests. Even if it is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, junior is willing to go for it. I just ask senior to give junior a chance."
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"Rogue cultivator...loose cultivator is really not easy."
Zhao Fulai began to sob softly.
Maybe it's because of being rejected, or maybe it's because I think of the sadness I've experienced along the way.
If the opportunity is right in front of him, how could he not go for it?
"test."
Tushanjun shook his head.
He doesn't need that kind of thing anymore.
From now on, he will not accept any more disciples, and it doesn't matter even if the inheritance of his legacy is cut off.
Moreover, even if he accepts this disciple, it will be even harder for him to get out. Outside the foggy world, there are as many gods as dogs and saints walking everywhere. How can he, a golden elixir monk, escape unscathed.
Being able to walk in front of him shows the perseverance of the mind. If there is another high-level practitioner to guide me, I will definitely be able to break through the second step and achieve Nascent Soul.
It's better not to lose your life here.
"I have closed the mountain."
If it were normal, Tu Shanjun would not say much and would have thrown Zhao Fulai out a long time ago. Somehow, he did say a few more words, and then waved his hand, and the heavy fog came, rolling like clouds and like waves.
Involving the young monk kneeling not far away.
Chu Kuang, who was about to leave, raised his hand to cover himself.
Suddenly a figure appeared.
"Huh."
Chu Kuang let out a light sigh.
Isn't this the boy who just entered the city? How come he was thrown out in just a few breaths, and he was thrown right in front of him and his senior brother?
Chu Kuang couldn't help but look at the big city. It seemed that the man in the city had discovered them long ago.
The black-clothed monk glanced at him, held up his body-protecting energy, and said with a smile: "Golden elixir monk can step into the city without attracting the attention of Heavenly Tribulation. However, it seems that your old friend's temper is not good. He just entered the city.
The boy was thrown out so quickly."
Chu Kuang looked at the monk in black in surprise.
This cold-faced senior brother Daozi actually laughed.
It's really surprising.
Moreover, this senior brother also seemed to be in a good mood.
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The flag is the soul, and the soul is the flag.
The Qingtian Pillar is naturally also from Tu Shanjun’s perspective.
He is like a 'world' observing 'all living beings'.
Naturally, Tu Shanjun also saw Chu Kuang and the black-clothed monk. Chu Kuang had a relationship with each other, but the most concerning one was the black-clothed monk. That man's spiritual aura was obscure, and he was like a 'Taishan'.
"Hundred Schools Academy, Taoist Master in Black."
Tu Shanjun has already recognized him. He is not the Taoist disciple of Baijia Academy, Xun Yixiang.
That majestic righteousness is like a thick little world, shining like a pearl or the moon even in the foggy world. How can this person be a simple god-incarnation venerable?
"Even Taoists from Baijia Academy are here."
"The Wanfa Sect..."
Tu Shanjun murmured again: "Tianyang Shenzong."
Xingluo Taiyi has made contact with Shang Zong, and it is impossible for him to come due to the strength of the other party. The only thing he can't let go of now are these two places.
Even if Jinghong had not become a Taoist, she would definitely have changed from what she used to be. Her failure to become a Taoist was probably due to her own composition.
According to Tianyang Shenzong, Taoist Brother Yuyan became a saint.
Yan Fu's plan is getting closer.
Tu Shanjun lowered his eyes.
He doesn't even know the opponent's plan, so how can he break the situation?
But taking this opportunity, he might be able to see something clearly.
The old guys from Tianyang Shenzong should always show something, whether they know the inside story or not.
Second update, later.
So late.
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