Beyond the East China Sea, far away from the land of Kyushu, on the Immortal Mountain, an unprecedented show in the world of Kyushu immortality is being staged.
The clay in the realm of Bailian, holding a pen and paper in his left hand to record, and holding a ruler in his right hand, is beating the masters in the realm of Bailian, Tongyou and even Liangang one by one. The specific process is as follows: First, a monk Walking up to him, Tao Tu asked, "Did we disciples of Qingyang Temple ever provoke you in the first place?"
The answer is naturally no. Among the four people in Qingyang Temple, Yi Ti is a humble gentleman, Kotomine is taciturn and only thinks and practices all day long. Le Shi and Tao Tu are directly civil servants. One studies antiquities and the other studies formations. They are so busy that they can't even follow others. There is no time to chat, how can you offend people!
"Then are we, Qingyang Temple, competing with the casual cultivators for the various magic weapons and elixirs in the ruins?"
The answer is naturally no. Unless it is a Taoist treasure or a jade slip of inheritance, Yi Ti and the others are too lazy to even take a second look - if you want to see the treasure, go to Qingyangguan's warehouse and look slowly at it, one by one at least. It takes three to five days.
There are no more treasures of that level in this ruins, so it is naturally impossible for them to participate in the fight.
"We monks travel around the world, and we must speak the truth wherever we go. Since we have not offended you, and we have never fought for the treasure, why did you come here out of nowhere?"
When asked this, the other party naturally couldn't answer, so he had to admit his mistake with a red face and apologize.
After apologizing, he stretched out his right hand and slapped thirty ring feet. The thirty ring feet were not heavy, and they did not hurt or itch the monks who had practiced a hundred times. However, although the hand did not hurt, the face felt as if it had been beaten. It was like a heavy slap in the face, and I was so ashamed and angry.
Who will receive a punishment? A child who makes a mistake in school!
These monks, no matter how young they are, are at least fifty or sixty years old. In the human world, they are at least grandfathers. Among those monks who refine the Gang, there are even seniors who are two or three hundred years old. This time someone caught their fault. As soon as the ruler was knocked down, my face turned red and I felt ashamed. I wished I had a hole in the ground that I could crawl into!
Some of them with bad tempers wanted to get angry, but looking at Wu Jie who turned into a man of fire and stood aside, their anger was extinguished immediately, and they could only take the beatings.
The attitude of Qingyang Guan is very clear. Those who are willing to admit their mistakes and get beaten can be let go. Those who are unwilling to admit their mistakes and get beaten will be shown no mercy!
Facing a terrifyingly powerful figure like Wu Jie, both of the two masters of refining the Gang lost their lives with just one move. They were already frightened to the point of fear, and how could they dare to take action! But some monks were reflecting. The three of Qingyang Temple The problem was unavoidable, and the thirty strokes of the ruler made them even more embarrassed. They vaguely recalled the past events of their youth, and recalled the times when they had made mistakes, admitted their mistakes in front of their teachers or parents, and were then punished.
The mistakes I made back then were nothing compared to now.
When did he actually change from a good boy who regretted even the smallest mistakes to a villain who could kill innocent people indiscriminately without feeling any emotion?
This kind of spiritual torture made them feel sad, sad, or... have some insights.
While Tao Tu was beating a strong man, there was a sudden flow of breath next to him. The invisible power of the soul rippled through the body of a Bailian monk who had been sitting in a daze after being beaten. He actually took this opportunity to see through life and death and step into the path. Netherland!
This scene immediately made everyone dumbfounded, and those who were smarter already understood the reason.
The ruler struck not the hand but the heart. In fact, this person's cultivation level was already sufficient, but his wandering in the world gradually blinded his soul. At this moment, his soul was touched, and he suddenly became enlightened. It was natural for him to break through the bottleneck and see his true nature.
And it was not just one person who was in this situation. A moment later, another Hundred Refiners monk also broke through the shackles of his soul because of this realization and stepped into the realm of Netherworld.
Only one is a coincidence, having two in a row is inevitable!
Then the other monks began to think deeply. As they thought, the aggrieved emotions caused by being beaten gradually subsided, and they gained some more or less insights in their hearts.
And when the reflection was over, some people faded away with shame on their faces, some hid their faces and sighed speechlessly, and some respectfully walked up to Wu Jie and bowed deeply.
Wu Jie naturally understood what they meant. The reason why he established authority first and reasoned second was because he wanted this effect.
Qingyang Guan is a well-known sect, and they pay attention to being reasonable and disciplined in doing things. Reasonable means being reasonable in doing things, not bullying the weak, and not being messy; being disciplined means being brave and resolute in doing things, taking action when it is time to take action, and being ruthless when it is time to do so.
No mercy!
He started provoking words as soon as he arrived at Fairy Mountain, in order to draw out the troublemakers and then strike them hard - even if these troublemakers did not kill anyone themselves, they were more hateful than the murderers and must not be spared!
He killed the big man who refused to bow his head not only to establish his majesty, but also because this man really deserved to be killed - there were two kinds of attempted murders, one was to stop the attack on his own, and the other was to fail to kill him due to an accident.
Killing the opponent is another matter.
Since that big man assassinated Yan Gu back then, don't blame Wu Jie for killing him today!
Apart from these two people, the others may have committed serious crimes, but they were willing to bow their heads and admit their mistakes, and Wu Jie didn't mind giving them another chance to reflect on it together with those whose faults were not serious.
After settling the matter here, he did not put away the True Fire Law Body, but came to the side of Tao Tu and asked: "Are all the casual cultivators who besieged you already here?"
"Less than half." Tao Tu shook his head, "I estimate that most of the monks are still exploring the ruins. Even if the news comes out, they will not dare to come here without gathering enough experts."
Wu Jie nodded and sat down next to him.
"It doesn't matter, let's wait. I don't believe those masters are willing to hide from us shamelessly for the rest of their lives!"
Of course, those masters in casual cultivation cannot hide forever.
After several of the famous masters gathered together, they climbed to the top of the mountain, intending to have a good fight with the people from Qingyang Temple.
Wu Jie heard noisy sounds in the distance, and in his consciousness he felt more clearly that several powerful auras were approaching. He couldn't help but smile slightly - it's you who are waiting for him!
After a while, hundreds of casual cultivators walked over, led by a few masters who had condensed their Gang Qi, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder all around them.
Gang Qi generates wind and thunder, which is a manifestation of a deeper level of cultivation than Wu Jie's current level. Gang Qi at this level is both sharp and strong, like a copper hammer and giant axe, which is unstoppable.
"Are you the Little Fire God Wu Daoyou?" A tall, thin, white-haired old man said gloomily, "I, Tian Yuan, have been active in the Western Qin Kingdom. This time I came to the Fairy Mountain to look for opportunities. Unexpectedly, I had some trouble with your Qingyang Temple. No.
Do you know what you plan to do?"
Wu Jie, who transformed into a burning man, looked at him and showed a somewhat scary smile.
"Fellow Taoist, do you really not know what I do if I don't tell secret things in front of others?"
Tian Yuan frowned. He naturally knew how Wu Jie handled the matter, but he claimed to be a senior master. He was far superior to Wu Jie in terms of seniority and cultivation. How could he lower his head and admit his mistake! Not to mention being beaten by a mere hundred.
For a junior practitioner to use a ring rule - that is simply a great shame and humiliation!
"So... Wu Daoyou has made up his mind to have sex with us?"
"It's not you, it's you." Wu Jie said coldly, "You can only represent yourself. If you want to have sex with me, do it yourself. Don't make decisions for others!"
Tian Yuan's face darkened and he said grimly: "I am the representative elected by all the fellow Taoists!"
"You are not qualified to represent anyone." Wu Jie's words were not polite at all. "I am here. Whoever wants to say something, whoever wants to fight and who doesn't want to fight, just come and tell me. If you want to fight, you can do it now.
. But I will not attack people randomly - I am here to seek justice for my junior fellow apprentices, not to bully those fellow cultivators who have no grudges or grudges."
"We have already decided to advance together and retreat together. If you want to divide us with words, you are simply dreaming!"
"You are so incomprehensible! Why should I fight with unrelated people?" Wu Jie laughed loudly, "Could it be that you are the head of the Xianshan Sect, and are all the fellow Taoists your disciples?"
Tian Yuan frowned again. His spiritual consciousness was quite powerful, and he naturally noticed that most of the casual cultivators behind him showed a look of retreat. Even among the masters, some looked thoughtful.
Wu Jie's attitude was very clear - he was here to vent his anger on the junior disciples who were innocently victimized, so he did not want to fight with those masters who did not participate in the siege of the Qingyang Temple disciples. Tian Yuan himself had fought against Yi Ti, so naturally he could not escape this
However, most of the casual cultivators behind them have never fought against the four Qingyang Guan people, and the same is true for the masters.
With more than a hundred people swarming forward, they would be sure of victory. But if only a few of them, who had fought against the Qingyang Temple disciples, faced Wu Jie... the outcome would be uncertain...
He had long heard of the little Vulcan's illustrious reputation; the fact that two refining masters were killed by him in one encounter proved that this reputation was indeed not blown out - Tian Yuan and Chen Wei were quite familiar with each other, and they knew that even if they tried their best, they would not be able to win.
There's no way he can win against this rising star anytime soon.
If someone can kill Chen Wei with one move, killing him Tian Yuan is probably not that difficult...
He immediately hesitated, considering whether to attack or start a fight. Or should he turn around and retreat, and come back with someone else.
If he couldn't swarm him, he would never stand so close to Wu Jie and start fighting! That would be like taking the lead for others!
Tian Yuan hesitated for a while, then returned to the experts, and everyone started discussing.
Wu Jie was not in a hurry. He sat there and waited patiently, recharging his energy and preparing for a big fight.
After a while, another monk with extraordinary bearing came up and said loudly: "I am Ji Cha from Baishi Mountain. Although I didn't fight with you guys at Qingyang Temple, today I want to learn the skills of the little Vulcan!"
Wu Jie secretly sighed in his heart, but was not disappointed and stood up slowly.
"good!"
After saying this word, the flames around him suddenly became fierce, igniting all the surrounding vegetation and rocks.
