Wu Junyan looked at Dugu Changkong, who was also in the void, his eyes were slightly red, he knelt down and said in a choked voice: "Disciple, you have been embarrassed."
In fact, Wu Junyan did not know the identity of Dugu Changkong.
I became a disciple when I was young, and we get to know each other every day. I am both my teacher and my father, and we have a deep relationship with him.
Later, Dugu Changkong left a message and turned to leave: "Not until you reach the realm of transcending tribulation can we, master and disciple, meet again."
According to Dugu Changkong's original layout, Wu Junyan was allowed to undergo various hardships and practice to the stage of transcending tribulation, and then he washed Wu Junyan's marrow and cut his bones, imparted all the Qingzong's lifelong insights, cultivated him with all his heart, and restored the Qingzong.
Moreover, Dugu Changkong did not intend to let Wu Junyan go to Moyuan, he only wanted to protect the bloodline of the Qingzong. He had selfish motives and did not want the inheritance of the Qingzong to be cut off. As for other things, the world should also bear the corresponding responsibility.
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Later, the appearance of Lin Changsheng and Chen Qingyuan changed Dugu Changkong's plan.
In order to meet his master, Wu Junyan practiced hard and promised his master not to use any special Taoist techniques.
Although Wu Junyan didn't know what those Taoist techniques meant, he would never violate his teacher's words.
"You did a great job."
Dugu Changkong smiled slightly.
A gentle force helped Wu Junyan up inside the Buddha bead barrier.
Yu Chenran, who was hiding in the void in the distance, looked at the sudden appearance of Dugu Changkong, showing a surprised expression, and then returned to his natural state.
Not long ago, Yu Chenran had found out the true identity of Dugu Changkong, the former guardian elder of the Qing Sect.
"There's something good to watch."
Yu Chenran still didn't intend to show his face and watched the excitement intently.
The top powers of the thirty-six sects in the Imperial State all know that Dugu Changkong of Linghe Sect is a living fossil who has lived for nearly 30,000 years and is of extremely high status.
"Are the words of Sword Immortal Chang Geng just now true or false?"
All the strong men had great doubts.
Sword Immortal actually said that he might not be Dugu Changkong's opponent now, which is hard to believe.
"Is the ancestor so powerful?"
The elders of Linghe Sect looked suspicious.
"A person like Sword Immortal shouldn't be able to bluff. Could it be that...Is Dugu Changkong so low-key?"
A person who is comparable to the Sword Immortal Chang Geng has not done anything shocking for tens of thousands of years, which is strange and scary when you think about it.
Such an old antique who can tolerate and hide his clumsiness must be very terrifying.
"Everyone, please give me some face and let this matter go."
Dugu Changkong was dressed in cloth, his sparse white hair was messy, and there was still a little dust on his straw sandals. He was probably taking care of his vegetable garden before he came.
Several strong men from Linghe Sect didn't dare to be enemies with their ancestors, so they retreated to a distance to see how the situation would develop. They couldn't understand why Dugu Laozu said that Wu Junyan had nothing to do with Linghe Sect.
We’ll figure it out later!
"Senior wants to calm down this matter with just one sentence. It's a bit funny."
The strong man from the ancient sect who had an old grudge against the Linghe Sect made an unabashed sarcastic comment.
"The fragments of the Imperial Armament involve so much, how can we give up."
Some people also expressed their determination to obtain the fragments of the Imperial Armament.
"With all due respect, your old face is not worth this price."
I want to scare away the heroes of the empire with just one sentence, what a joke.
Even though Chang Geng Sword Immortal, who was famous all over the world in the past, came forward, everyone refused to give up, let alone Dugu Changkong who seemed to be about to die.
Although the words of the Sword Immortal just now frightened all the powerful men, they did not believe that Dugu Changkong really had such ability.
After all, Dugu Changkong is so low-key that even the senior leaders of Linghe Sect rarely see him take action.
"I don't want my hands to be stained with blood. Please think again."
Dugu Changkong is devoted to the mountains and rivers, does not fight for power and gain, and is not greedy for money or lust.
Only when he watched the seeds planted in the vegetable garden sprout and grow, did he feel a little happy and marvel at the magic of life.
Dugu Changkong was a little surprised when he heard the news about the birth of the Imperial Soldier, but he had no intention of taking it away. However, this fortune belonged to his disciple Wu Junyan, and no one could take it away.
"Jiang Nanli from Wudao Cliff wants to ask Senior Dugu for advice."
The old man with a black face and a cane had seen Dugu Changkong many years ago, working in the mud with a hoe. He had no aura of a monk, and it was difficult for people to respect him.
The old man with a cane didn't believe that a top-notch person lived a simple life like an ordinary person, so he wanted to test the depth of Dugu Changkong's strength.
"If I take action, there will be casualties." Dugu Changkong and the old man with a cane looked at each other and said in a calm voice: "Are you sure?"
For some reason, the old man with a cane's heart trembled slightly.
When they looked at each other, an indescribable feeling of desolation came to their hearts, making the old man on crutches feel cold in his body and uneasy in his soul.
"certainly."
Now that the words have been spoken, the old man with a cane cannot regress, that would be too embarrassing.
"Even if Dugu Changkong is not a weakling, I am also an extraordinary person. There shouldn't be any problem if we compare with each other."
The old man with a cane thought to himself that he was somewhat confident in his own strength.
But none of the monks who can stand at the pinnacle of Mahayana are ordinary people, and they have many life-saving trump cards.
Having said this, Dugu Changkong has no more words to say.
Da da da......
Dugu Changkong walked toward the imperial heroes deep in the starry sky. His pace was slow, and every step he took could make many people's hearts suddenly sink, giving him a full sense of oppression.
He is obviously a living fossil with half of his body buried in the ground. He is as skinny as a stick and has withered vitality and blood. How can he be so powerful?
The great powers of each sect felt extremely stressed, and their hands subconsciously tightened, making it difficult to remain calm.
The old man with a cane facing Dugu Changkong was several times more stressed than others. There were a few strands of cold sweat on his forehead, and the right hand holding the cane shook unconsciously.
After a few breaths, the old man on crutches held his breath and concentrated, controlled the unstable emotions in his heart, circulated his spiritual power, and performed Taoist magic.
"go!"
The old man with a cane suddenly threw the cane in his hand towards Dugu Changkong. The cane turned into an extremely terrifying magical weapon. The speed was so fast that it could not be seen with the naked eye. Only a piece of void could be seen being pierced, leaving a long
The long traces and the explosion scene are particularly terrifying.
At the same time, the old man with a cane used several trump cards.
In the blink of an eye, a palm-shaped furnace appeared, which quickly grew in size in the starry sky, sprayed out extremely intense fire, and evolved into hundreds of huge fire dragons with ferocious faces, and the power of the flames was enough to burn several stars.
Immediately afterwards, a black ancient flag was held tightly by the old man with a cane and waved.
Wow——
A terrible storm swept towards Dugu Changkong, and thousands of skeletons holding sharp blades suddenly appeared in the starry sky, roaring like wild beasts, filled with murderous intent.
The storm caused by the ancient flags increased the power of the Ji Yan Dao Fire by several percent, and the bodies of the hundreds of fire dragons became larger.