Qin Ziling looked into the sky and saw the two Taoist immortals from Yuntian Pavilion leaving. He did not make any move, but frowned slightly.
"It's Rou Zhaotian again!"
The two most capable men left through the air. Cen Feiyue was unable to support himself. Not only did he have to face the high-grade Taoist immortal from Yaoshan, but he also had to face the earth-level Taoist treasures jointly used by five Taoist immortals. They were quickly wiped away by the five-color divine light.
repression.
Another middle-grade Taoist immortal who was stopped by Jin Peng could not escape the fate of being suppressed by the five-color divine light.
Seeing that Jin Peng and others suppressed Cen Feiyue and other three Taoist immortals, and got rid of the three Taoist immortals including the demon bird mount, Immortal Lord Yuanyou sighed secretly and raised his voice: "Are you going to connect with me?"
Are you going to take it together too?"
"Your Majesty, Immortal Lord, you are serious. You are the Immortal Lord of the Great Barbarian Sea. You also acted for our Wuji Sect and Jiuxuan Sect back then. How dare we suppress you? If you are willing to stop now, we will stop immediately." Zuo.
Cong said.
Immortal Lord Yuanyou looked at Zuo Cong from a distance for a long time, and finally sighed and said: "That's it, that's it. Anyway, I have tried my best, so I have an explanation.
But please also tell your master that Cen Feiyue is studying under Rouzhaotian Dharma Protector Wei Dai, and you, the Wuji Sect, should not embarrass him too much, lest the matter becomes too big and difficult for everyone to end."
"Thank you, Lord Xianjun, for telling me. I will tell the truth to Master." Zuo Cong bowed.
Immortal Lord Yuanyou smiled wryly and waved his hands, then took Qiu Qing and another Taoist Immortal and left the Sea of Mist.
After leaving the Sea of Mist, Immortal Lord Yuanyou did not return to the Immortal Lord's Mansion first, but went all the way to Rou Zhaotian.
Cen Feiyue was captured by the Wuji Sect, and he had to go to Wei Dai Dharma Protector Immortal Mansion to report the matter, both emotionally and rationally.
"Master, Cen Feiyue has been captured, but only three people are gone." Xuansha Palace, Zuo Cong and eight others came back to resume their lives.
At this time, Qin Ziling had finished teaching, dismissed everyone, and sat alone on the throne of the head teacher.
"Okay, thank you for your hard work." Qin Ziling nodded, and with a thought, a five-color divine light rose into the sky, flickered in the air, and Cen Feiyue and his two Taoist immortals fell down in the five-color divine light.
As soon as Cen Feiyue fell to the ground, he got up immediately. His two men turned somersaults on the ground several times before they stabilized their steps. His face turned pale. When he looked up at Qin Ziling, his eyes showed a hint of panic and awe.
color.
They are all Taoist immortals who have been famous for a long time, so how could they not understand that a few disciples of Qin Ziling can defeat them, and with the earth-level Taoist treasures in hand, they are simply not able to compete.
"You should be the leader of the Wuji Sect. Today, the master of this pavilion is not as skilled as others, and he does not have as powerful Taoist treasures as you. I am defeated by you. I have nothing to say. I have accepted this somersault. Now, let us go.
Even if this matter is cleared up, I will never have any ideas about Mirage Dragon Mansion again." Cen Feiyue looked at Qin Ziling, and did not show any panic. On the contrary, there was still a hint of tenderness in his expression and tone.
The sense of superiority and arrogance of Tianmen disciples.
"What if I don't let you go?" Qin Ziling asked with interest.
Naturally, he could tell that Cen Feiyue specifically mentioned the power of the Five Colored Feather Beads, but he was obviously still unconvinced. Moreover, with Rou Zhaotian as his backer, he did not feel the slightest sense of urgency as he became a prisoner and his life was in danger.
"My people have rushed to Rouzhaotian to report to my master. He will be here soon. When the time comes, you will have to let him go," Cen Feiyue said.
"Originally, considering that you are a disciple of Rou Zhaotian, I am really prepared to give you a slight scolding before letting you go. I don't want to embarrass you too much.
But since you said that, then wait for your master to come, I want to see how he can get me to let him go if he doesn't want to let me go!" Qin Ziling said calmly.
"This pavilion master knows how capable you are, and you have a powerful Taoist treasure in your hand. You are indeed arrogant. However, I still advise you, it is best not to wait for my master to come to ask for help, otherwise you will really make trouble.
Get up and your Jiuxuan Mountain will be razed to the ground!" Cen Feiyue's face changed several times after hearing this, and he quickly continued to say with arrogance.
"Very good, I like the most arrogant people like you!" Qin Ziling smiled slightly, then looked at Zuo Cong and said: "Zuo Cong, what have you lost in this battle in the foggy sea?"
"Returning to Master, five black-clothed protectors were injured in this battle, and the central city of the Sea of Mist also collapsed." Zuo Cong replied.
The top disciples of Wuji Sect are deputy headmasters, elders and protectors.
Among them, the deputy headmaster is Xiao Qing, and the elders are currently only awarded to those disciples at the veteran level, such as Jian Bailou, Lai Yinuan, Qi Yu, Huangfu Ningxue, Zheng Xinghan, Feng Ziluo and others.
Only those who come later will be qualified to be selected unless they have made great achievements and have extremely high cultivation.
As for the duty of protecting the Dharma, one can generally take on the role by becoming a Taoist Immortal.
However, there are three levels of protector disciples: black, gold and purple.
Among them, purple is the most noble.
Those who serve as guardians in gold and purple are generally either people with strong cultivation, or older people like Bi Teng and other older people.
The protectors in black are generally low-grade Taoist immortals who later became disciples of the Wuji Sect.
"Very good!" Qin Ziling nodded, then looked at Cen Feiyue and said: "You are Rou Zhaotian's disciple, but I am embarrassed to confiscate your Taoist treasures.
But now that the central city of the Sea of Mist that my Wuji Sect worked so hard to build has been destroyed, I will use your Dao treasures and property to offset it. My five black-clothed Dharma protector disciples were injured and need compensation.
There are also Yinchen, Xia Houyong and Shi Ruyan who are not my disciples of the Wuji Sect. They took action because of my face, and I also need to pay some hard work. Let’s do this, each of you will give two more drops of Dao blood.”
Yin Chen and the other three non-Wuji Sect Taoist immortals couldn't help but have extremely subtle and wonderful expressions when they heard Qin Ziling specifically mentioned the three of them, and according to what he meant, they would get some Tao blood as payment for their hard work.
Cen Feiyue is a disciple of Rou Zhaotian and the master of Yuntian Pavilion. In the Kunyuan Territory of the Great Wasteland, his words are even more authoritative than the Immortal Lord.
How could they dare to think anything wrong about his Taoist blood?
but now……
"Haha, fellow Taoist, you are really like a lion, so you are not afraid..." Cen Feiyue's face changed greatly when he heard this, and then he laughed loudly as if he had heard the most ridiculous thing in the world.
"Unbridled!" When everyone saw Cen Feiyue laughing loudly in front of Qin Ziling, everyone's eyes suddenly turned fierce. Jin Peng, the most ferocious by nature, appeared directly behind a bright golden wing and flapped it at Cen Feiyue.
Now that Cen Feiyue's power was banned, he could not withstand the beating. He immediately somersaulted and fell to the ground, his head bruised and bleeding.
Despite this, Jin Peng refused to give up, and a sharp golden claw appeared from behind him, spitting out the sharp light of a sword.