Within the Taiyuan Sect.

Both the Supreme Elder and the disciples were all shocked.

It was not because the visitor's momentum was too strong that he was shocked, but because someone dared to come to Taiyuan Sect and acted so brazenly that he felt incredible.

Hearing the name of Jusheng Mountain, all the elders and supreme elders recalled that towering peak that seemed insurmountable. They all fell silent, but only for a moment, they became extremely angry.

That person is dead.

The mountain has collapsed.

What qualifications do the disciples of that man and the cultivators on that mountain have to come here to act domineeringly?

"Zhuang Ming, the thirteenth disciple of Jusheng Mountain? How dare this junior to be so arrogant and domineering and come to invade our Taiyuan Sect?"

There was an extremely Zhenxuan old man with white beard and hair. Recalling the old events, his face suddenly became cold and he shouted: "Look, I'll behead him!"

The Supreme Elder had a solemn expression on his face and was about to leave.

However, at this moment, another ray of light came suddenly.

"Senior brother, don't act rashly!"

"Junior brother, why are you preventing me from defending the dignity of the mountain gate?" The Supreme Elder had a expressionless face, hinting of dissatisfaction.

"Junior brother is under the order of the sect master." The middle-aged man saluted and said: "Just now, I was discussing important matters with the sect master. When this happened, the sect master ordered me to go and greet him in person."

"Welcome him? Instead of capturing him?" The elder Taishang heard the words and his face darkened.

"The sect master has an order. If it is not necessary, don't create any trouble. Just suppress his arrogance and tell him to leave!" The middle-aged man nodded and said.

"He came to invade the mountain gate and made such a fuss, which is tantamount to humiliating the sect. The sect master did not let you capture him, but instead welcomed him?" The Supreme Elder shouted: "If the master is still here, he will definitely order me to fight to the death with him.

Fight to defend our sect!"

"Senior brother, calm down." The middle-aged man felt helpless. The man in front of him was the direct disciple of the previous sect master. He had always had a domineering temperament. He took a deep breath and said aloud: "He is a disciple of Jusheng Mountain."

"So what?" the Supreme Elder shouted: "Sage Bai is still here, so I have nothing to fear. What's more, Shengjun Bai is dead. Why should we be afraid of Jusheng Mountain now?"

"Senior brother, be careful." The middle-aged man said in a deep voice, "This is not fear. The current situation is such that there is no need to create complications."

"This..." the Supreme Elder gritted his teeth and said, "Do we have to endure such humiliation?"

"Junior brother has his own sense of proportion." The middle-aged man said seriously: "Taiyuan Sect will not cause trouble, but it will not give in too much. If he really wants to offend our sect, even if he is the pinnacle monk of Zhenxuan Jiuyin, today

It’s also difficult to escape from our Taiyuan Sect!”

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Outside the mountain gate.

Between the foot of the mountain.

Everyone present was trembling with fear and astonishment.

Zhuang Ming's powerful momentum swept across all directions.

Even Liu He, who was standing behind him, felt that the young master in front of him had become extremely tall. In an instant, he turned into a majestic mountain peak, soaring straight into the sky and stretching in all directions. It was as powerful as a vast mountain range with no boundaries.

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The ten Daocheng elders at the Jindan level, under the pressure of his Zhenxuan aura, their Jindan was turbulent, their energy and spirit were unstable, and their breathing was erratic.

The rest of the people, whether they were the outer disciples who were preparing to participate in the promotion election, the principals of various schools, or the informants arranged by various sects, almost lost their minds under the aura of the great monk Zhenxuan.

The great monk Zhenxuan, to everyone present, is a god-like existence, towering to the peak of the sky, an existence that cannot be competed with or even imagined.

The ten Daocheng elders never expected that Zhuang Ming would reach this level.

The rumored Zhuang Ming is the most powerful among the Jindan real people in the world, and is already regarded as a legendary existence. Some people even suspect that this is the Zhuang Ming who has been touted, beautified, exaggerated and deified.

However, the actual Zhuang Ming is actually more powerful than the legendary Zhuang Ming.

"Be bold!"

Boom!

The void is almost broken!

A more powerful momentum came over!

If you were in the outside world, what came might be a sword light or a Taoist spell.

But after all, this is in front of the Taiyuan Sect's mountain gate, and around Zhuang Ming, there are ten Daocheng elders and hundreds of outer disciples of the Taiyuan Sect. Once they use offensive techniques to attack Zhuang Ming, it will inevitably spread to everyone present.

Most of them will not be spared.

Therefore, when people come, they are just oppressive.

However, what Zhuang Ming is not afraid of the most is momentum.

When it comes to power, the method of thunder is known as the power of heaven. The power of the dragon hidden in the power of heaven allows him to show an aura that is almost the most profound.

In fact, at this moment, Zhuang Ming's momentum was somewhat restrained.

But even so, the high-level Zhenxuan who came here has already discovered that he cannot suppress Zhuang Ming with his momentum.

In order to prevent the two sides from fighting with each other's momentum, which would destabilize their spirits, damage the Tao Jindan of the ten Daocheng elders, and destroy the foundation of these outer disciples, the visitor finally calmed down his momentum.

When Zhuang Ming saw this, he was not too aggressive and also kept his imposing manner down.

The person who came was a middle-aged man, with the six seals of Zhenxuan on his body, looking majestic and powerful.

"Zhuang Ming! How brave are you, how dare you act so arrogantly in our Taiyuan Sect?" The middle-aged man's eyes were fierce and powerful.

"Zhuang is not here to be arrogant, just to reason." Zhuang Ming chuckled lightly and responded.

"Be reasonable? Is this your reason?" The middle-aged man looked around, his expression ugly.

"To me, these ten Daocheng elders are at a lower level after all, and there is no reason to speak of. That's why I used this method to invite people who can reason." Zhuang Ming said with a smile.

"What a loud tone!" The middle-aged man walked forward with dignity and said: "You want to use your power to overwhelm others, but this is not a place where you can overwhelm others. I have heard of your reputation. You are the golden elixir in the world."

First of all, but don’t think that if you cultivate Zhenxuan and your strength has greatly improved, you will be invincible! In our Taiyuan Sect, there are many Zhenxuan great monks who are stronger than you!"

"I see, your cultivation level is higher than mine." Zhuang Ming still seemed to be understated and said with a smile: "I don't want to use my power to overwhelm others, I just want to talk some sense with you."

"You use your power to suppress others, but now you can't defeat me, so you want to reason?" The middle-aged man snorted and said, "What reason?"

"Zhuang feels that this election is not fair." Zhuang Ming patted his clothes lightly and said calmly.

"It's ridiculous!" the middle-aged man shouted: "What does our Taiyuan Sect election have to do with you?"

"My people are naturally related to me." Zhuang Ming said calmly.

"Your people?" The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and glanced at the ten Daocheng elders behind him.

These ten Daocheng elders were almost helpless, but in the end one of them still gasped and responded.

"He is talking about a girl named Shuang Ling."

"Why are they from him? What does it have to do with the election of our Taiyuan Sect?"

"That girl concealed her origins and hid in the outer gate of our Taiyuan Sect. I don't know what she wanted."

"Oh?" The middle-aged man looked cold, turned around, suppressed his anger, and said in a low voice: "So, you are the spy who gathered in the Holy Mountain to infiltrate our Taiyuan Sect? Now that the spy has been arrested, he forcibly came to my Taiyuan Sect.

Yuan Zong wants someone?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? She is just a girl who yearns for alchemy, and I just sent her to Taiyuan Sect, so why talk about being a spy?" Zhuang Ming chuckled and said: "Besides, since I established the sect in the Holy Mountain, I have never

I don’t know how to use spies. After all, over the years, if the people in this sect want to know something or get something, they will naturally come to their doorstep with a sword!"

"How arrogant! Do you still think that this is the time for you to gather in the Holy Mountain and act recklessly?"

The middle-aged man stretched out his hand and moved all the people who were still dazed present thousands of miles away. Then he shouted: "Come to break into our Taiyuan Sect single-handedly? Where do you put our Taiyuan Sect? Even if you are real

Brother Xuan, you can't be so presumptuous! Do you think you are your master, Saint Lord Bai?"

Zhuang Ming looked at the man in front of him who was so angry that he was about to take action, but he just laughed, without any fear, and said in a corrective tone: "I am not Bai Shengjun, but I am Bai Shengjun's disciple."

The middle-aged man was surrounded by six seals, and his aura became stronger and stronger. He looked at Zhuang Ming with a somewhat mocking look in his eyes, and said: "It seems that he is used to being arrogant and domineering because of his status, but with Bai Shengjun here,

You can still use your power to bully others, but now that Holy Lord Bai is dead, you stupid junior should wake up!"

Zhuang Ming said: "Even if my master passes away, Jusheng Mountain is still Jusheng Mountain. Otherwise, your Taiyuan Sect's Supreme Elder and more than ten elder disciples would not be buried in Jusheng Mountain."

The middle-aged man snorted and said: "I thought that if you could bow your head and admit your mistake, I would let you go. But now it seems that I have no choice but to capture you and seek justice from you at the Holy Gathering Mountain!"

Zhuang Ming shook his head slightly and said, "You can't catch me."

After the voice fell, he stretched out his hand, and immediately outside him, there were twenty figures, each standing on one side.

Every figure clearly has an aura comparable to its own!

"I wonder if your Majesty has a way to capture me?"

Zhuang Ming's voice seemed to be everywhere.

The middle-aged man looked surprised.

He originally thought that Zhuang Ming was just a junior, and that with his nearly a thousand years of Taoism, he was enough to suppress this disciple of the Jusheng Mountain who was under a hundred years old.

However, he had only oppressed Zhuang Ming and had no intention of taking action.
To be continued...