The fairy mist surged above Jin'ao Island, and not long after, a middle-aged female crown wearing a green Taoist robe appeared.

This female crown's appearance is not very outstanding, but she has a floating fairy aura all over her body. At first glance, she is a fairy with profound spiritual practices. But the most irritating thing is the wisp of hair in her eyebrows.

Ruoyouruowu's sharp aura is like a thunderstorm of divine punishment falling from the sky. It is so majestic and unstoppable that it is unstoppable. It is also like the divine ax that cut through the chaos at the beginning of the world. It is so sharp that it cannot be looked directly at.

Mo Yuan was shocked and hurriedly stepped forward to greet him. He saluted respectfully and said, "I dare you to ask me your surname and name. I am being polite to you."

The female crown glanced at him lightly and said: "Senior, I don't dare to be a disciple. I am a direct disciple of Master, Wudang. If you can get in, just call me senior sister."

No saint!

Mo Yuan was shocked again. Of course he knew this name. Although Master Tongtian was not good at calculations and was manipulated by the other saints during the Conferring God War, he taught his disciples and was the best among the saints.

Duobao, Yunxiao, and Wudang, these three are all the most outstanding disciples in any sect. For example, Xuandu, who is under Taishang's sect, and Guangchengzi, who is under Yuanshi's sect.

There are three.

The Holy Mother Wudang only said one sentence, and then didn't even say a word of invitation. She turned around and headed towards Jin'ao Island, but her attitude was a bit cold.

Mo Yuan was stunned for a moment, but without thinking much, he quickly followed Our Lady of Wudang towards the island.

In Jin'ao Island, spiritual birds and magical elixirs are everywhere. The few thin bamboos planted everywhere are the extinct elixirs from ancient times.

When Mo Yuanchu came to the Saint's Dojo, he didn't dare to take a closer look, but the scenery he casually glanced at was enough to shock him.

Not long after walking, a majestic and huge palace appeared in front of him. It was the Biyou Palace, the main palace of Jin'ao Island!

Mo Yuan took a few cursory glances at the huge palace where the saint lived, but he felt that every brick and tile contained an inexplicable Taoist charm. It was very mysterious, but also obscure and difficult to understand, and it was not clear at all.

This is also common sense. If a mere golden immortal can understand the way of a saint, wouldn’t it become a joke that the so-called saints are all ants?

But just as he followed Our Lady of Wudang to the main hall and reached the gate, Mo Yuan's pupils couldn't help but shrink!

Outside the palace door, I could see a demon kneeling with the head of a bull and the body of a bull. He had a ferocious appearance and profound moral principles. Who else could he be if he wasn't the Bull Demon King?

He saw the Bull Demon King, and the Bull Demon King also saw him.

The Bull Demon King glared at him fiercely and said, "Good boy, you are really here. You want to be the disciple of the great master, but I'm afraid you won't be blessed!"

He had a ferocious aura and threw the peaceful Biyou Palace into chaos, making it look quite scary.

Mo Yuan's heart sank, and just as he was about to retort, he heard a scolding voice coming from the palace: "You evil beast, if you dare to be rude again, I will pull out both of your horns!"

Under this scolding, the Bull Demon King couldn't help but shudder. He didn't dare to offend Mo Yuan anymore, and he bowed his head and knelt aside.

Mo Yuan raised his head to look at Our Lady of Wudang, and saw that this saint's direct disciple did not stop to wait for him. In a flash, Mo Yuan was dropped far away.

Mo Yuan hurriedly followed her towards the palace, but he felt more and more uncomfortable.

As soon as he stepped into the hall, Mo Yuan felt that he had entered another world, with a vague sense of familiarity as if he had traveled through the world through the Chaos Clock.

He couldn't help but turn around and look back. He could only see the Bull Demon King and Jin'ao Island outside the palace. There was only an invisible chaotic scene and the fate of countless worlds rising and falling!

hiss!

Mo Yuan took a breath of cold air. He never expected that he would come into chaos! This Jin'ao Island is still in the Three Realms, but the Biyou Palace located on it is clearly not in the Three Realms. This kind of giant reverse the creation of heaven and earth.

Miraculous powers can probably only be achieved by saints.

"Mo Yuan, you are finally here, I know you can do it."

Just when Mo Yuan was shocked, a clear voice suddenly woke him up. He followed the voice and saw that on a jade staircase inside the hall, there was a young Taoist with familiar features and a smiling face.

Looking at him non-smilingly.

Lord Tongtian!

Mo Yuan was excited, and then he knelt on the ground without hesitation and said: "Disciple Mo Yuan pays homage to the saint. May the saint be blessed and safe!"

"Hahahaha, get up." Leader Tongtian smiled and lifted Mo Yuan up with his sleeves.

"It took thousands of years for you to break through, but it took you a hundred years to break through. You are indeed a man of great luck who is protected by the Chaos Bell. I saw the right person."

Mo Yuanfu reached his heart and knelt down on the ground again with a plop, saying: "The thousand-year promise has been fulfilled. I hope the saint will accept me as a disciple!"

Having the opportunity to join the disciples of a saint was a blessing that many monks could not ask for. Mo Yuan naturally did not care about face at this time. He only had to kneel twice or thousands of times to write the letter of divorce, and he was willing to do so.

Seeing Mo Yuan's eager look, Master Tongtian shook his head and said: "You don't have to worry. Since the Great Tribulation of the Gods, the Three Saints of our Taoist sect have not confiscated any more disciples. I want to accept you as my direct disciple, so there are not many people to watch the ceremony.

Wait a moment."

Later, things changed. Mo Yuan's original intention was to give up the title of master and disciple first. After all, with the Bull Demon King kneeling outside and his attitude of not being a holy mother, everyone could tell that something was wrong. But this

Things have to be based on your own wishes. If the saint doesn't nod, it will be useless no matter how anxious Mo Yuan is.

He stood up and stood to one side, his eyebrows lowered and his eyes submissive, extremely respectful, and there was no trace of the Yuan Tian Emperor, the all-powerful Emperor in the world.

The Holy Mother Wudang looked at him and said: "Master, do you really want to accept him as a disciple? He has a grudge against Kui Niu. If you call him to join the disciples, you are afraid that it will cause the same disciples to fight against each other. Do you really not consider this?"

Mo Yuan felt a chill in his heart when he heard this, but he had to admit that what he said was reasonable. To be fair, if he were in such a situation, he would probably not accept someone who had a grudge against his disciple.

Leader Tongtian glanced at Our Lady of Wudang and said, "Are you asking me to regret it? Have you ever seen me take back what I said?"

"Disciple doesn't dare, I just hope Master will consider this point." Our Lady of Wudang lowered her head and bowed, but her tone was neither humble nor arrogant.

She has been serving Master Tongtian till now and has deep feelings. She deeply understands Master Tongtian’s temperament, so she will not really get angry with her because of these things.

Leader Tongtian snorted coldly, looked outside the hall, and said angrily: "This stupid cow has been tricked, and he still has the nerve to talk about revenge. If he really wants to take revenge, he should take revenge on that bald donkey of Buddhism!"

"Amitabha! The Sage of Supreme Purity has lost his grace by talking about people behind their backs like this."
Chapter completed!