What?

For a moment, the scene suddenly fell into a dead silence.

Let the uncle Wang Yinyu go to see the deputy leader of the Ancestral Sect, Taoist Randeng?

How stupid is this man to come up with such a crazy idea?

Assistant Leader Randeng's face also became awkward.

Although it is true that he likes to show off outside, he would not have dared to think about it at all when he asked a quasi-saint who was in the limelight to visit him. After all, Wang Yinguo, the quasi-saint of Bailushan, was personally received by the Taoist ancestor, and was treated the same as the Six Saints.

It is said that in some aspects, the quasi-saint of Bailu Mountain even enjoyed the gifts that even the six saints had never received.

"Which idiot says such a thing?"

Wang Yinguo was also a little surprised. It was rare for such a person to survive until now.

The deputy leader’s work is that the Academic Education has set up this position publicly.

Neither the People's Education nor the Jie Sect had a deputy leader, at most, there were senior disciples who had some authority.

There are two leaders in the Western sect, but that is not called the deputy leader, but the Grand Leader and the Second Leader.

The Taoist Randeng is indeed very old, but his cultivation is too poor.

Among the twelve golden immortals of the Anarchy Sect, most people can beat this teacher Randeng. As for the saints and disciples of Jie Sect, they will not take this deputy leader Randeng seriously.

"ah!"

"The Saint Wah is here!"

At this time, someone suddenly started shouting again.

The embarrassing situation was immediately resolved, and everyone started to move again to see where the Saint Wadi was?

"This teacher Randeng, haha--"

Zhao Gongming touched his beard, laughed, but did not finish his words.

The look of the Golden Spirit Holy Mother also revealed a kind of disdain when she looked at the opposite side.

Obviously, the saints and disciples of Jie Sect did not take any of the deputy leader of the Anhui Sect seriously.

Wang Yinguo was too lazy to pay attention to such things. Someone was deliberately provoking trouble just now, but he didn't find this guy who caused trouble. Otherwise, he would have to deal with him sooner or later.

"Strange thing!"

"Who was calling out just now?"

"I know nothing!"

Fairy Yunxiao spoke to everyone.

"It's strange that I didn't find this guy either."

The senior brother of Jie Cult, Taoist Duobao, touched his stomach with a look of suspicion.

"It is not a disciple of our Jie Sect, nor a disciple of the Shan Sect, nor does it seem to be among the Western Sect."

"But among the casual cultivators, there are such masters who can hide from us?"

Guangchengzi also came over and said with some depression.

"It seems that someone is deliberately making trouble."

"They want to see the conflict between the uncle and the deputy leader of Randeng, so that they can make a profit."

Yun Zhongzi, the blessing and virtue golden immortal of the Analects, also came over and analyzed in a low voice.

"The only one who can hide it from you all is probably the saint."

After hearing this, Wang Yinguo felt aroused his heart.

"saint?"

After hearing this, everyone stopped talking.

If it is really as Wang Keyuan said, if there is a saint fiddling behind the scenes, no one can solve them.

"Who was just now?!"

What they didn't know was that at this time, Taoist Ran Deng was almost wet on his back.

He knew his own situation and was naturally fine if he was using his seniority to pretend to be a saint in front of his disciples, but it would be a bit tricky if he was a quasi-saint like his uncle Wang Yinguo.

God knows what will this quasi-saint of Egret Mountain react?

If someone doesn’t leave any face for him, wouldn’t the reputation of the deputy leader of the Cult of the Syndrome be destroyed?

But with his strength, he couldn't even find a single feather.

Everyone looked for the traces of the Saint Wa, but found that this was the second false news I heard today.

The Saint Wa Emperor Wa has not arrived at Buzhou Mountain yet, and they have been fooled again.

However, this result is better than the silence and embarrassment just now.

"Strange thing!"

"I can't find out who the person I called just now!"

"Could it be that which saint took action from a distance?"

Taoist Duobao wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at his junior brothers and sisters in shock.

Everyone has the same expression. There are too many strange things happening today, and everyone cannot help but doubt it.

However, Wang Yinyu's expression was quite normal.

Although he also considered various factors, even the saint took action from a distance, he didn't care much about it.

The prehistoric world is so chaotic that no one knows that powerful man will end at any time and show his presence.

"Although the Saint Wah is refining stones and repairing the sky today, all the saints will not stand by."

"Since we are on the scene, we should maintain order and not be messy, so as not to cause displeasure to the saints and delay the major event of refining stones and replenishing the sky."

"I suggest that we should focus on our respective sects and first organize the team."

At this time, Wang Yinguo finally spoke.

He understood clearly. If he wanted to make the person who had hidden his head and tail have no choice but to put these people in a proper way.

After the respective camps are divided, we will naturally be able to figure out what other doubtful characters are on the scene.

"My uncle said this is great kindness!"

"My monk from Jie Sect, come here!"

"The monks of the Ancestral Sect are here!"

"After the Western religion, let's follow me!"

Wang Yinyuan's words immediately received everyone's approval.

Now at this sensitive moment, no one wants to be taken to the blasphemy.

So the monks of the Anarchy, Jie Sect, and Western sect gathered in their respective camps, and became much more purified in an instant.

Once they separated, the remaining number of casual cultivators was not large, which was just over thirty people, and it was very conspicuous when they stayed in the middle.

But more than half of these casual cultivators are familiar with cultivators of various sects, so they were soon invited by friends.

In the end, only eight monks were left, the kind that everyone was not familiar with.

The eight monks stood there, staring at everyone, and felt a little uncomfortable.

"Are you pleased me with fellow Taoists!"

"I can't ask you where you are in the fairyland and what is your honorable title?"

Wang Yinguo looked at these eight cultivators of different strengths and bowed.

Obviously, if someone is really making a fool at the scene, most of them are among these eight.

So, Wang Yanguo decided to explore their background.

Even if a saint takes action behind the scenes, the saint must understand that if you have nothing to do, don’t make trouble, so as not to make yourself embarrassed.

Sure enough, under the pressure of everyone, the eight monks looked very uncomfortable.

"Questorm of Egret Mountain, it's really amazing!"

"I admire you!"

I saw a white-bearded old Taoist in the middle, bowing to Wang Yinguo, and then his body twisted and turned into a paper man. Then he saw that the paper man's body was spontaneously ignited without fire, and instantly turned into ashes.

A breeze blew over, lifting the paper ashes cleanly without leaving any trace.

"sharp!"

Then another middle-aged monk, whose body collapsed and turned into a shallow Taoist rhyme that dissipated.

The remaining six casual cultivators felt chill all over at this time.
To be continued...