What a fuck!

how so?

Sima Junxiong was a little broken, and he couldn't believe it was true.

He also paid a great price to plot against the Nine-Leaf Crocodile.

He even bought Zhou Han’s people around him for a high price, at the cost of almost all his wealth!

Too much!

Never let this person go easily!

Nine-leaf clover...must be mine!

Sima Junxiong's face was gloomy and clear.

But he doesn't know who the person in front of him is yet. If he knew, he would probably be even more crazy.

Chu Yu was also full of doubts. The small metal ball on the forehead looked like a wanderer who had been away from home for many years and finally returned home.

It exudes an excitement.

go home?

Ancestor?

Chu Yu looked up at the huge mountain gate without words in surprise.

There seemed to be a flash of lightning in my mind.

He remembered that the young girl Mo once said that it was Wuliang Daozu who gave him a small metal ball to protect him.

Could it be... the ancestor mentioned by this young man is actually the ancestor of Wuliang Dao?

How could it be such a coincidence?

If you run away by yourself, you will actually escape to the Taoist temple of Wuliang Daozu?

At this time, the young man smiled at Chu Yu and said, "Young Master, please."

At this time, there is no way to refuse.

Chu Yu could only bite the bullet and follow the young man and enter the mountain gate.

Sima Junxiong was beside Chu Yu, with a cold face and gritted his teeth and said, "No matter who you are, I will not let you go if I take my nine-leaf clover!"

Chu Yu glanced at him and said, "Do you think I kept running because I was afraid of you?"

Sima Junxiong smiled coldly: "I'm not afraid, dare to fight me? If you lose, give me the Nine-Leaf Crocus!"

Chu Yu glanced at him: "Natural."

At this time, the young man suddenly turned around and looked at Sima Junyu and said, "Senior Brother Sima..."

"Okay, okay, I won't talk for now." Sima Junyu seemed a little afraid of this young man.

The young man smiled at Chu Yu and said, "Let's go, there is Daozu here, no one can touch you."

Damn it!

Sima Junxiong's face was dark.

What does the heart mean?

We are the same brothers, right?

Even if you look down on me on weekdays, you won’t let me get off the stage like this in front of an outsider, right?

Are you shattering?

What does it mean that there is a Taoist ancestor who can no one touch you?

What do you mean?

Sima Junxiong looked at the young man's back, and his heart seemed to be filled with tens of thousands of grass and mud horses whizzing by, his face turned as if it was astonished.

But in the end, he just clenched his fists hard in the sleeves of the robe.

I couldn't say anything.

Because of the young man in front of him, he couldn't afford to offend him.

The young man took Chu Yu and Sima Junxiong along the stone steps and walked up the road.

This place is like a fairyland, with chaotic fairy aura on both sides of the stone steps.

Except for one road, other places are shrouded in misty fairy energy and cannot be seen at all.

After walking for a while, my eyes suddenly became clear. There was a spacious white jade platform. Around the platform, huge dragon pillars stood there.

The platform is at least a thousand feet in radius.

Except for the dragon pillars around, there is nothing left.

The young man brought the two of them to the middle of the platform. Chu Yu discovered that this place was actually a teleportation array.

"It'll be here soon." The young man said, activate the teleportation array.

The next moment, Chu Yu found that his eyes changed and appeared on a beautiful mountain.

The top of the mountain seemed to have been flattened, and a huge palace was located there.

Sima Junxiong's eyes flashed, and a shocked gaze appeared in his eyes again. He couldn't help but glance at Chu Yu beside him, thinking about what is the origin of this person?

Master will actually receive him here?

With a nervous mind, Sima Junxiong followed the young man and entered the hall with Chu Yu.

Speaking of which, Sima Junxiong hasn't been back for a long time.

When everyone meets him, they will stop and bow, either calling him Senior Brother Sima or Junior Brother.

When Sima Junxiong returned here, he felt like he was home, and everyone was very friendly.

Of course, except for the young man leading the way.

The young man always had a peaceful smile on his face, and he took Chu Yu and Sima Junxiong all the way, from outside to the center of the hall, and came to the main hall.

This is a very majestic hall.

It is more than twenty feet high, and the walls around it are covered with various murals, including goddesses flying in the sky, divine birds flapping their wings, and ferocious beasts standing on the top of the mountain.

There are two rows of huge pillars in the hall, and each pillar is surrounded by eternal lights.

The dome is inlaid with huge pearls, which together with the eternal lights illuminate the entire hall.

The end of the hall is different from the ordinary palace, with no steps or tables and chairs. There is only a huge portrait hanging from the wall.

Chu Yu looked up and saw an old man in the portrait.

He is about sixty or seventy years old, and his eyebrows are full of kindness. His white hair, white eyebrows and white beards look like the old birthday star on the Earth's New Year pictures.

On both sides of the hall are comfortable seats and thick carpets are covered with. Walking on it, there will be no sound at all.

"Young Master, please sit down first." The young man said with a smile as he looked at Chu Yu.

Chu Yu nodded, sat on the chair, waiting quietly.

Having arrived here, Sima Junxiong could not have started to act blatantly even if he wanted to kill Chu Yu in his heart.

He sat opposite Chu Yu, with a look of arrogance between seven or eight feet apart.

This is his base camp and his master. Here, he doesn't believe that this little thief can escape from his palm.

But why did the ancestor meet him in person?

This made Sima Junxiong feel particularly unhappy.

The young man possessed himself beside Chu Yu and whispered: "Young Master, the ancestor will come soon."

Chu Yu nodded.

Now, we can only take one step at a time.

It is still unclear whether the ancestor here is the Infinite Dao Ancestor.

Let's take a look first.

After a while, an old man with Taoist bones and fairy wind came to the hall accompanied by several people.

Sima Junxiong stood up first and knelt on the ground: "Disciple Sima Junxiong, come to see Master!"

The old man looked at him, then nodded and said no. There was no sign of too much expression on his face: "Get up."

Then, the old man with the bone fairy wind looked at Chu Yu with a smile on his face.

Chu Yu discovered that there was almost no difference between this old man and the portrait just now. He was like a birthday boy.

He stood up, held his fists and said, "I have met seniors."

"Why should your prince be polite?" the old man said with a smile, then motioned Chu Yu to sit down.

Then a young and beautiful maid came in to serve tea and pour water.
To be continued...