Not far away, Qingyun Qizi, who was paralyzed on the floor, saw the scene of the big Jianxiang biting the small Jianxiang, and they all fell into a daze.
No, is it such a big deal?
The senior brother who is the head of the seven will be completely abolished from now on.
The Dharma was destroyed, so I had to practice Yin Shen again, and then visualize the "Picture of Fighting Two Dragons and Three Jiaos" again. In this way, it would take at least a hundred years to return to today's state.
Suddenly, the six of them may have become evil refiners in the Dharma Realm.
I never expected that just a small show of force would lead to such tragic results.
"Uncle Master, I'm reacting passively."
"..."
Liu Yong looked at He Zhao's innocent eyes and was so angry that he almost didn't perform a defensive attack on the spot.
"Shut up, stop eating!"
The sound of chewing was still there, so he turned around and waved a palm.
Counterattack from your uncle!
"Bang--"
When his palm came into contact with the animal, he expected that the opponent would be severely injured and return to the spiritual space to cultivate, but it did not appear. Instead, a huge force rebounded, causing him to stumble back three steps.
"???"
Wait a minute, the boy named He has just cultivated the Dharma for a few days. Why is his Dharma as solid as steel?
"Kachi!" "Kachi!"
Hu Xiang ignored Liu Yong who attacked it, biting faster and faster, as if he was afraid of leaving any residue.
There is a saying that to a certain extent, the appearance of the law reflects the temperament and temperament of its owner.
If you don't take advantage enough, if you make less money, you will suffer a loss. He is almost carved from the same mold as a certain bastard.
When the man named Liu came to his senses, Jian Xiang stretched out his long and slender tongue and carefully licked the residue on the floor.
Wherever the long scarlet tongue passed, it left a dazzling reflective floor.
The sweeping robot is not as fine as it.
"..."
At this point, Jian Zhuangnan, who is expected to become the chief disciple of Qingyun Sect, rushes to the street!
Don't get me wrong, death is not dead, but living is many times more uncomfortable than death.
From the head of the Seven Sons who is respected by thousands of people, to the little Pacai who needs to be renovated and is falling behind, there is a world of difference between the two.
When Liu Yong saw this, his head was as big as a bucket.
The new monster VS the veteran genius, the former turned the latter into a Muggle, so how to deal with this matter perfectly?
"Boy He, you are in trouble."
Old Liu was numb. As fast as he came then, he wanted to run as fast as he did now. The palms and backs of his hands were full of flesh, especially the flesh on the backs of his hands that was rotten. The flesh on his palms became even more important to the sect.
"Hey, you are temporarily grounded and are not allowed to leave the true disciple floor. I will report this matter to the head brother and handle it according to his wishes." After the words fell, he raised his hand to grab the fainting strong man, and with a sound, he opened the big hole from the
The ceiling leaves.
"My lord is mighty and domineering!"
"Sir, you really have the bearing of a master!"
"Congratulations, sir, congratulations, sir."
When a group of licking dogs saw their uncle leaving, they immediately licked the famous ruthless man wildly.
Six people lying on the floor: "..."
Can you carry someone on your back?
When you are complimenting me, the flattering look on your face could be more intense!
Ugh, disgusting.
A few years ago, we used to turn off the lights and communicate through the fortune cards.
"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and help my brothers and sisters up. I have something to talk to them about."
"!!!"
After hearing this, the six people struggled to crawl towards their respective doors.
Chat?
It's definitely up to no good, so it's better to run first.
It's a pity that the evil spirit refining warrior was seriously injured and obviously had no qualifications to resist.
When a group of people heard the order, they rushed forward and held him down.
Then, drag them and throw them in front of the culprit.
If it were before, I would have been more or less wary.
Nowadays, a phoenix that lands on the ground is not as good as a chicken.
The two voices shouted so loudly that the seven sons of Qingyun were not able to maintain their appearance.
The high status of the true disciples fell directly from the altar.
My boss is He Zhao, do you dare to touch a hair on my head?
"Everyone, everything today is all a misunderstanding."
"Yes yes yes..."
When the six Qingyun disciples heard this, they hurriedly nodded in agreement.
No matter what the other party's intentions are, they are not prepared to resist.
You have big fists and we have no objection to whatever you say.
"Speaking of which, when will your Dharma appearance be restored?"
Faced with Hen Renzhao's inquiry, the six people responded hurriedly.
"Half a month is enough."
"I need more than a month."
Hearing this, He, who was surrounded by a group of people, touched his chin and said cheerfully.
"How about we have another discussion in a month and a half?"
"???"
"!!!"
The six of us got numb together and fucked your uncle.
He looked kindly to us, and spent a long time trying to get us to see him.
They saw the previous scene of the tiger licking the floor, refusing to let go of any residue.
"Plop!"
Three women and three men knelt down directly.
They each hugged He's thigh and begged for mercy in a slightly sobbing voice.
"Brother Zhao, everything is our fault."
"Show us your noble hand and let us go. You will be the thirty-third generation chief disciple, and the six of us will definitely serve you in the future."
Shameful?
Did you see what happened to the leader of the Seven Sons?
Who would be willing to experience a reconstruction!
Of course, the title of Qingyun Seventh Son can still be retained.
One person went down, another was added, and there were still seven people.
"Discuss, discuss, don't get me wrong, after all, I'm not a devil."
Fuck you uncle!
The six people couldn't help but roll their eyes, who would go to the useless person to compete?
When others talk about "sparing", they really mean "sparing". If you talk about "sparing", you are actually coveting our Dharma.
Bah, vile!
"Brother Zhao, today is a happy event for you to become a true disciple. Because it was too hasty, I didn't prepare any gifts. You can take the ring and just take it if you like it. Don't refuse it. If you don't take it, it will be looked down upon.
I."
"Yes, yes, take whatever you like."
Six storage rings were handed over, making it difficult for the famous ruthless man to refuse.
He reached out and took away the rings from everyone's hands, put them into his arms and put them away.
"call--"
Seeing him accepting the gift, the six of them subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.
"well--"
The man named He sighed, he was just trying a few words.
Having just eliminated Jianzhuangnan, and then destroying the remaining six true successors, the leader is afraid that he will skin him.
As a result, no one was fooled.
Otherwise, if you make a mistake in the sparring, you may not be able to get past it.
It's all the fault of that bastard Huan Xiang!
Can’t you eat more elegantly?
If people see its desire for other Dharma images, they will become defensive, causing the plan to fail.
Hu phase: "???"
It means that it has not been allowed and cannot leave the mental space, otherwise it will have to slap someone in the face.
"Spread out."
He Zhao waved his hand and dismissed the many losers, and sighed alone as he walked to the room that had been prepared for him.
In the blink of an eye, only Qingyun and his six sons were left in the hall.
"call--"
The six people were completely relieved, and they each collapsed again.
"Wait a minute, the brat named He seems to have taken away all our storage rings?"
"Gan! He has a really big appetite. It's pitiful for my accumulated wealth."
"Come on, isn't saving a life better than anything else?"
The six of them cried and had no choice but to comfort each other.
Money is gone, but money can be made.
Without people, there really is nothing.
On the other side, Zhang Heng and others looked at the still unconscious leader of the Seven Sons and sighed.
"Brother, what should I do?"
Liu Yong asked in a low voice. He personally did not want to see He Zhao be punished too severely.
"Abolish your cultivation and be expelled from the school."
One of the Supreme Elders on the side spoke up.
After he finished speaking, everyone looked at him as if they were looking at some kind of rare animal.
You're not an undercover agent sent by another sect, are you?
A genius who is extremely talented and can be said to be unprecedented and unprecedented, and he will be discarded at the drop of a hat?
Especially now, their Qingyun Sect is in a state of insecurity.
Quan pointed at his disciples to strive for success and return to Xinyue Kingdom as soon as possible.
"What are you looking at me for? I'm talking about the old sect rules." After the person who spoke said it, he actually regretted it. However, he couldn't give up, so he had to go back and make up for it.
"We certainly can't abolish him, let alone expel him from the school." Zhang Heng shook his head. He also felt that this matter was difficult to deal with. If it were elite disciples who needed to be retrained, they would not even gather together to discuss it.
But, who calls Jian Zhuangnan a true disciple?
If they can't curb someone's bold behavior, they feel that the remaining Qingyun Six Sons may end up badly in the future.
"Punishment is necessary, but we must have a certain balance. We should not let Mr. He become alienated from the sect, but we must also make him realize that he cannot do whatever he wants just because of his talent."
Liu Yong's words made everyone roll their eyes. Who among you here doesn't know this truth?
The difficulty lies in how to have both.
If it is serious, it will probably leave a grudge in my heart. If it is gentle, similar incidents may happen again in the future.
"well!"
"well--"
A bunch of supreme elders sighed and scratched their bald heads but couldn't think of a way to get the best of both worlds.
"If it were the previous Qingyun Sect, we wouldn't need to hesitate and just follow the sect's rules."
"..."
Come on, even if the sect is in its heyday, the surname He will still be kept.
Without him, he is highly talented.
At most, he would be sent to perform some seemingly dangerous but actually very safe tasks to silence others.
"Hey, wait a minute!"
Zhang Heng patted his thigh and thought of a wonderful idea.
"What do you think about sending him back to Xinyue Kingdom to investigate whether the evil beast has been killed by other sects?"
“Great idea!!”
His words immediately attracted everyone's admiration. As we all know, evil beasts are dangerous and they hate the Qingyun Sect extremely. However, as long as they don't display the banner of the sect, how can a beast tell which sect the Evil Refiner belongs to?
The reason why they were able to hunt them down before was only because the evil beasts remembered their breath.
He Zhao is a native of this island, and others have never seen him, let alone smelled him.
In this way, it looks very dangerous on the surface, and there is a risk of death at any time and anywhere. In reality, as long as you keep a low profile and don't provoke harsh troubles, you will be very safe.
Face and face, everything!
"As expected of the leader, his mind is faster than that of a bunch of old antiques like us."
Zhang Heng couldn't help but smile when he heard this.
As expected of me!
After a while, there was a knock on the door of the famous ruthless man's room.
"Squeak!"
After opening the door, he found the number one licking dog and the number two licking dog.
"Sir, you are in big trouble this time."
After entering the house, Wu Ling said.
"What's the trouble?"
"The sect's punishment has been handed down, and you are asked to go to Xinyue Kingdom to investigate the news about the evil beast that destroyed the sect."
That's it?
When the two of them saw their boss, they looked nonchalant and immediately tried to persuade him earnestly.
"Sir, you'd better beg for mercy from the master and uncle."
In response, he rolled his eyes.
Are you kidding me? I have been thinking hard, looking forward to it day and night, thinking about plotting to usurp the throne, just to go to Xinyue Kingdom.
Now, when I finally doze off and I give you a pillow, why should I beg for mercy?
If I had known if I had made a mistake, I would have been ordered to return to Xinyue Kingdom, I would have killed Qingyun Qizi a long time ago.
"Well, investigating the evil beast is not dangerous. After all, you are a local native, and the evil beast has not remembered your aura. As long as you don't publicize it everywhere, you are a disciple of Qingyun Sect, so you will be safe.
The only difficulty, or the real punishment that the sect will give you, is the Nether Realm! As we all know, those who enter the Nether Realm every day will have a safe period of one hour.
As time passes, it will inevitably become more dangerous. Every year, a large number of people die in the golden realm of the nether world. Of course, there are also unknown people who soar into the sky by chance.
However, the underworld is extremely strange. Once you encounter something you cannot understand, you cannot escape even if you want to. Even death is a luxury."
Wu Ling smiled bitterly, shook his head, and explained.
"How did you get here?"
"Shenzhou, we relied on the Shenji Sect to build the Shenzhou. We were able to avoid countless dangers. Fortunately, three Supreme Elders died on the way.
At the cost of overdrafting their remaining lifespan, they burned their cultivation to gain some breathing space for us before arriving at the small island of Eclipse Moon Country.
But Shenzhou is the lifeblood of the sect, and I will definitely not use it easily to send you back to Xinyue Kingdom. You can only rely on yourself to control the boat through the Netherworld."
Zhang Lang answered first, he couldn't let the number one licker continue, he had to show off no matter what.
"However, there are advantages to being small. If a person's goal is not too big, as long as he carries enough gadgets, he should be able to avoid most disasters and reach Xinyue Kingdom safely.
It is precisely because our Shenzhou is so big that it disturbs the surrounding area for thousands of miles when it moves, causing most evil beasts, strange things and other things to come and cause trouble."
After finishing his words, Wu Ling took out a storage ring.
"Inside, there are two small airships that can operate in the underworld. Secondly, there are a bag of ashes, two blood candles, three taels of corpse oil, four stacks of ghost papers, three bowls of dead people's rice, and a guiding light."
"???"
He Zhao always felt that something was wrong, but Fei Zhou understood it, but what the hell were the ashes, candles, corpse oil, ghost paper, and dead man's rice behind?
"Sir, the real scary thing in the Netherworld is not the evil beasts. The evil beasts can be beaten back and forth. They can be seen and touched, and they will be injured. As long as they don't encounter groups of evil beasts, they want to escape. You can still escape.
The real horror is those weird things that are incomprehensible. Once, the twenty-eighth generation leader met a little baby in the underworld. The baby just cried and howled twice, and his life span of two hundred years was cut off.
Originally, the twenty-eighth generation leader did not have much time left. His two hundred years of life were shortened, and he almost died suddenly on the spot. If it were not for a few life-threatening elixirs on his body, he would not be able to return to the sect. After explaining,