Yaochi was wrapped in Wang Shuo's rules and gently delivered to Yin Rou'er. Yin Rou'er did not dare to neglect and quickly took over Yaochi.
Wang Shuo, on the other hand, was already standing in front of Saint Shen Yang, his fingers slowly pinching his shoulders and bones...
This touch made Saint Shen Yang feel as if his entire shoulder would burst in an instant. Endless pain and countless laws were rushing in.
"What's going on with this kind of aura?" Saint Shen Yang was dumbfounded. He looked at Wang Shuo with a lingering fear in his heart.
The Taoist Zhi Ling next to him saw this scene and shook his head helplessly. He had already held onto Saint Shen Yang just now, but this guy... just didn't know what to do. If the Taoist in Qingyi was so easy to deal with, would he still be so cautious?
No eyesight at all.
He sighed in his heart, but he didn't dare to go up and help. Sage Shenyang was looking for death, but he would not be stupid.
"I...you...I..." Sensing the increasingly surging aura, Saint Shen Yang's eyes widened and shrank crazily. He even lowered his head and glanced at his windless clothes.
The body is constantly oppressed and changing.
His face turned into a wrinkled eggplant look, which was particularly scary. People around him thought that Saint Shen Yang was going to fight back, so they smiled, thinking that this Taoist in Qingyi was still too impulsive.
Sage Shenyang is a late-stage saint. You have just stepped into the realm of saint. If you dare to attack Sage Shenyang, you may be in trouble.
Under everyone's gaze, Saint Shen Yang's eyes widened, his face turned red, and he suddenly let out a loud shout.
The breath spurted out and seemed a little chaotic.
The tiger's eyes were wide open, his face was red, and he had a ferocious expression, as if he would kill anyone he caught.
But with this expression, Saint Shen Yang suddenly knelt down and shouted: "I...I...I was wrong. I am willing to join Daoshan and I dare not have the slightest objection."
Everyone around him was stunned by this amazing change.
This is...what?
However, Saint Shen Yang felt unspeakable pain in his heart. Just now, many laws rushed into his body, and he instantly felt that his body was out of control, as if it would collapse in a moment.
I tried to break free, mobilized all the laws, suppressed my blush, and widened my eyes. I struggled for a long time, but I didn't have the slightest ability to resist.
In the end, the person in front of him accepted the law and he returned to normal. How dare he have any thoughts now?
I'm just afraid that the other party will be cruel and kill me.
"Oh? Are you willing to join Daoshan and don't dare to have different intentions? That's not what you said before." Wang Shuo sneered, but the murderous intent in his eyes gradually subsided.
Seeing Wang Shuo's expression slow down, Saint Shen Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that this man had already planned to let him go. At the same time, he did not dare to overstep or violate him. He stood up and apologized with a smile: "I don't know what you call me yet?"
Wang Shuo squinted his eyes, thinking that this guy was quite sensible. He nodded slightly and said, "Daoshan, the ancestor of Qinglian."
Wow~
These words directly shocked the people around him again.
An early saint calls himself the ancestor?
Seeing everyone's looks, Saint Shen Yang, who was smiling apologetically, rolled his eyes, as if he was planning some bad idea.
He himself suffered and was frightened, so we couldn't let him suffer it all alone.
The look in the eyes of the people around me clearly showed dissatisfaction. I couldn't tell you how much I had suffered, but I wanted these people to suffer too.
"Elder Minlong, you are so awesome in Huanguguchuan. You can't tolerate this, right? Does anyone dare to call you the ancestor? You saints in Huanguguchuan don't dare to be so bold." Saint Shenyang winked at a man who looked a little rough.
Said the crazy saint.
This saint is not a fool. He just witnessed the changes in the expressions of Shen Yang and Zhiling. He snorted coldly and turned his head to the side, not answering at all.
Saint Shen Yang stiffened, thinking that he was really a coward, and then looked at the others.
But no matter how much lobbying was done, no one dared to come forward. Everyone knew very well that the Taoist in Qingyi in front of them was not simple, and he would not foolishly seek trouble for himself like Sage Shen Yang.
"Everyone, I, Arakurawa, have something to do, so take the first step!"
"Haha, I still have a furnace of elixirs in my palace. Let's go first."
"Well, I also have something to do..."
A group of people dispersed in twos and threes, leaving only a few scattered monks.
Some of these monks are people who saw Wang Shuo destroy Shenxu, and some are not very strong and want to seek shelter.
"The ancestor of Qinglian!"
The first to come forward were the group of monks who had witnessed Wang Shuo, one person and four swords, destroying Shenxu. They laughed dryly and said: "We and a group of twenty-eight saints, after discussion, plan to join Daoshan. I don't know Qing Qing."
What do you think, Ancestor Lian?"
"Well, twenty-eight saints." Wang Shuo glanced at it. Most of these people were in the early or middle stages of sainthood, which was pretty good. He nodded and said: "Let's take it as the leader. We will set up twenty-eight leaders.
You can recruit more disciples and teach them carefully."
"Thank you, Qinglian Ancestor!" A group of people quickly thanked and stepped aside.
And those monks who had been waiting for a long time also began to step forward and join Dao Shan.
With the influx of these people, Daoshan became lively, and Wang Shuo was too lazy to take care of these things. He asked Saint Shenyang and Saint Zhiling to take charge of management and take over these people.
He walked to Yin Rou'er, took over the Yaochi, and then said to these people: "You are responsible for the construction here and the palace. I want to go out."
After saying this, Wang Shuo turned around and hugged Yaochi, flew to a distant place, found a secluded location, opened the gap in the Chaos Pearl, and returned to the ancient world.
The scene flashed before his eyes, and after darkness, he passed through the tunnel and came to the sky above Fengshan Mountain.
An unknown amount of time has passed since he left. Among them, just crossing the star sea took hundreds of years, and other cultivation and so on took a long time.
Now that I'm back, the Phoenix clan...has changed drastically.
Not only are there many Phoenix tribes here, but we also see many birds and other beasts.
After Wang Shuo came back, he took Yaochi directly to the palace in Fengshan, intending to find a quiet room to heal Yaochi's injuries.
As soon as he came down, several red fires surrounded him and stopped him in place.
"stop!"
These people had sullen faces, holding magic weapons in their hands, staring at Wang Shuo, and angrily said: "Do you know where this place is? Ordinary monks, when they come to Phoenix City, they can only practice in the surrounding areas and are not allowed to go near Fengshan Mountain. Don't you
You know? When you came in, the guarding birds didn’t tell you?"
"You don't recognize me..." Wang Shuo was a little stunned and stood on the spot for a moment.