Wangdan Tower, which was originally in good condition, was in a mess because of Mo Jinyang's appearance. There were big holes for ventilation, scattered gravel everywhere, and many outer disciples were even injured.
You know, back then, Wen Tingchen was willing to dedicate his title, and was admired by many people.
Even many disciples' breakthroughs in the alchemy path were made possible by Wen Tingchen's 40 alchemy furnaces.
In the Danqing Pure Land, there are only five titled holy places in total.
At present, only Wen Tingchen is willing to publish it for anyone to use. In another sense, Wen Tingchen is a benefactor to many disciples.
Therefore, Mo Jinyang made a big fuss in Wangdan Tower, which also aroused dissatisfaction among many disciples.
Of course, all the disciples, including many elders, dared not speak out in anger.
Mo Jinyang is the great elder of Zizi Hall. If he wants to ban a person, he will make his life worse than death. There have been cases of forcing disciples to death in the past.
"Elder Mo, you should calm down first. If you have any questions, we will discuss it after Pang Xiaozhang finishes refining the pill."
"Besides, with so many disciples present, we, as elders, should be somewhat magnanimous!"
Tie Muyuan was beaten to a disgrace by Mo Jinyang and was in an indescribable embarrassment.
Due to the appearance of Wen Tingchen, Mo Jinyang was helpless in the alchemy room, and the latter finally calmed down.
"Tie Muyuan, when I served in the Law Enforcement Hall, you were just a disciple of the inner sect. It has only been a few years now, and you are kicking your nose and face, thinking that your wings have become stiff, right?"
Mo Jinyang kicked Wen Tingchen, a hard rock, but his anger still did not vent out.
"How dare, how dare 1"
Hearing this, Tie Muyuan clasped his fists repeatedly.
"Haha, how dare you?"
"In your heart, Tie Muyuan, you should be laughing at me right now, at the incompetence of this titled elder!"
Mo Jinyang's face was livid. He flicked his sleeves and his whole body was like a violent dragon. The hall that had just calmed down was suddenly filled with strong winds, and many disciples were blown around.
"And you, are you all laughing at my incompetence?"
"My own son was beheaded by a thief. I watched helplessly as my enemy survived but could do nothing. Are you all gloating about this misfortune?"
Furious!
Mo Jinyang's beard and hair were dancing wildly, like a crazy ape.
All the Wenyuan Realm elders beside him had their palms trembling and secretly left his side.
"Ji'er, my father was bullied by a gangster today, so I can't avenge you immediately."
"But don't worry, starting from today, the Wangdan Tower in the Pure Land of Painting will become history. This disgusting place will be your first burial object!"
Looking at Mo Yiji's body in the distance, Mo Jinyang actually had a few strands of white hair on his forehead.
"Wen Tingchen, your physical body can only hide in that small alchemy room. If something comes out, stop me from demolishing your Alchemy Tower!"
Boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Jinyang flicked his sleeves, and suddenly dozens of giant black palms appeared from the void, like ferocious ghosts crawling out of hell.
These giant palms are all divine chapter-level blasts.
Then, those giant palms began to rush left and right without restraint. In just an instant, the entire Wangdan Tower hall was riddled with holes and devastation.
Countless disciples were dumbfounded and completely stunned.
Can Wangdan Tower, which has existed for more than a thousand years, really not be saved today?
The roof beams were already creaking, and the desolate hall was already shrouded in falling construction debris and dust.
All the monks were disgraced and trembling all over.
With their level of cultivation, it was certainly impossible for them to be killed by falling bricks and stones.
But every time a brick falls, it makes people's hearts ache.
You must know that the existence of Wangdan Tower carries the memories of many people.
Save money and come to Wangdan Tower to refine elixirs. If you are on the list of alchemists, you will become famous.
This has almost become the path to advancement, the path of struggle, and the goal of progress for ordinary disciples.
But today, this hall carrying hope was destroyed in an understatement.
Who can bear it in their heart?
Even if the Hope Alchemy Tower can be restored in the future, how can the inner beliefs of the disciples remain the same as before?
"Come on, Wen Tingchen, get out, get out and fight me!"
Boom!
Mo Jinyang's pupils froze, and as he finished speaking, there was another round of destruction.
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"Elder Mo, you absolutely must not do this."
Tie Muyuan took a step forward and quickly tried to stop him, but Mo Jinyang was at the peak of the Wenyuan Realm and he was no match at all. In the end, he could only stop him anxiously.
He, Tie Muyuan, also has deep feelings for Wangdan Tower.
"Elder Mo, there is always a wrongdoer and a debtor. We'd better wait for a while, wait for Pang Xiaozhang to come out, and then raise an army to hold him accountable."
"Elder Mo, please show mercy. Wangdanlou is innocent."
"Elder Mo..."
Seeing that the huge Wangdan Tower had been demolished in half, the elders of the Wenyuan Realm came out one after another and spoke out to dissuade them.
Based on their status, they already have a small cave heaven paradise, and finally there is a place for alchemy.
But for ordinary disciples, without the Watching Pill Tower, it would be a devastating blow.
They can no longer enjoy high-quality alchemy furnaces at low prices, and there is no place where they can gather disciples to exchange alchemy knowledge.
Even if Wangdan Tower is rebuilt in the future, some of the things accumulated over 1,000 years will have been wiped out.
For example, each of those disintegrated bricks and stones has been soaked with rich elixir energy.
Many disciples encounter bottlenecks and shackles on the way to refining alchemy.
Most of them would choose to come to Wangdan Tower to meditate, and sometimes they would have an epiphany without even realizing it.
The reason why Wangdan Tower is able to spread its fragrance for ten miles is entirely due to the accumulation of time, and this kind of precipitation cannot be restored no matter how high your cultivation level is.
But today, the disciples watched helplessly as all of this was destroyed, as if a knife was stabbing their hearts.
"Elder Mo, disciple, please, don't tear it apart!"
"Elder Mo, please show mercy."
"Elder Mo, please."
One disciple after another couldn't help it, and they begged for mercy one after another.
…
"Hahaha, you guys have quite a deep affection for this place."
"Wangdan Tower is of great significance to you. Does my son Mo Yiji's life not matter?"
The people's pleas not only did not make Mo Jinyang stop, but instead aroused his anger even more.
Boom!
Boom!
Wen Tingchen also put a lot of effort into building Wangdan Tower. He used exquisite materials and filled it with countless precious ores, so the building was relatively strong.
However, Mo Jinyang's destruction was too terrifying.
Although many elders of Wenyuan couldn't bear it and tried to stop it, there was no possibility of reversing all this.
Collapse!
collapse!
come down!
Many disciples have already fled far away.
They were reluctant to leave and gathered around in the distance. Countless disciples had tears in their eyes and their hearts were indescribably heavy.
Some female disciples sat on the ground with their heads buried in their knees, feeling suffocated.
Boom!
Boom!
The bombardment of the divine chapters is like the roar of crazy giant beasts, they are rampaging, they are ferocious and terrifying.
With every collision, countless dust boulders fall down.
Every collision will cause a collapse.
The ruins and ruins are shocking.
Tie Muyuan stopped saving.
Several elders from the Wenyuan Realm also stopped saving.
The situation is over and everything is irreversible.
Boom!
Boom!
Everyone raised their heads, and it was difficult for everyone to breathe.
Then a beam, like a fallen dragon corpse, fell apart on the ground.
From this moment on, the most prestigious Wangdan Tower in Danqing Pure Land was declared to be destroyed.
A disciple of Natural Selection knelt down and kowtowed towards the ruins carefully.
Afterwards, many disciples also kowtowed.
Someone else carefully picked up a handful of dust and put it back into the Qiankun Ring.
When the loud noise of the collapse of the ruins fell, the whole place was silent, and countless people were immersed in sadness and could not extricate themselves.
A disciple who came to Wangdan Tower for the first time today was almost on the verge of tears.
He had no background, so he worked hard on his own and accumulated some divine energy crystals.
His alchemy path was stuck at a bottleneck, and he hoped to break the shackles at Wangdan Tower.
But all this was ruined.
…
"Elder Mo, although I understand your pain of losing your son, you destroyed Wangdan Tower and also destroyed the hope of too many disciples!"
Among the ruins, Tie Muyuan was carrying a huge stone tablet on his shoulders.
That's Danlu Bang.
This was originally a magic weapon. If Tie Muyuan hadn't saved it quickly, it would have been destroyed in the catastrophe.
"Hmph, the culprit who destroyed Wangdan Tower was the murderer Pang Xiaozhang, that pedantic fool Wen Tingchen!"
"If you want to blame, you should blame Wen Tingchen for deliberately shielding Pang Xiaozhang!"
Before the ruins, Mo Jinyang let out a long breath.
This infuriating hall finally turned into ruins.
Of course, at the end of the line of sight, the alchemy room that was fused with Wen Tingchen's physical body was still standing strong.
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"Mo Jinyang, if you insist on going your own way, I will definitely seek justice from the headmaster!"
"Everyone knows that your Mo family deducts resources from disciples. Mo Yiji is arrogant and domineering. He deserves to die. If you ask me, Pang Xiaozhang is doing justice for heaven."
Xu Yunshuang was so angry that her whole body trembled.
"Xu Yunshuang, you just have a better life, otherwise the place for the ascended person should have belonged to Mo Yiji."
"If you don't have the identity of an ascended person, who are you?"
"Even if Wang Zhaochu comes today, he can't stop me from killing Pang Xiaozhang or demolishing Wangdan Tower."
Mo Jinyang was too lazy to look at Xu Yunshuang. As he spoke, there was cold smoke around his lips, which was frightening.
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"Elder Mo, you have vented your anger. Leave everything that follows to the Law Enforcement Hall."
"It's getting late, you'd better go back to Qiyang Peak to have some rest."
Tie Muyuan put the Alchemy Road List aside and said with a gloomy face.
…
Wow!
However, Mo Jin didn't pay attention to Tie Muyuan at all.
He flicked his sleeves, and then a terrifying ravine appeared in front of the alchemy room, directly cutting the earth in two.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Then, one after another, huge and ferocious torture instruments, like ferocious beasts with fangs, surrounded the door of the alchemy room.
The dark torture instruments exuded the disgusting smell of blood from a distance.
"Tie Muyuan, don't you think it's ridiculous that you, a loser like you, still try to give me advice?"
"When I was in charge of the Law Enforcement Hall of Danqing Jingdi, no spies from Yi Demon Hall ever sneaked in."
"After I became a titled elder, I cultivated my character and kept these eighteen torture instruments in dust. I thought I would never use them in this life."
"It's a pity that the sect is not at peace, so I need to come out again."
Mo Jinyang glanced at Tie Muyuan, his eyes full of contempt.
"I have killed a total of 90,000 people with this instrument of torture."
"Today, for Pang Xiaozhang, we reopened the seal."
"Originally, I just wanted him to die and let him pay for it with his life, that's all. Since you are gloating about his misfortune, then in these ten days and nights, I will let Pang Xiaozhang experience the most painful experience in the world."
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"This person... deserves to die!"
In the alchemy room, Zhao Chu had just finished the fifth stage.
By the sixth stage, he was no longer so relaxed.
The collapse of Wangdan Tower also made Zhao Chu grit his teeth.
"Mo Jinyang deserves to die, but you can't kill him now, so you can make elixirs in peace."
"Wangdan Tower also has its destiny, just like life, old age, illness and death, they are all destiny, you don't need to care about it."
"Mo Jinyang is a dog. Behind this dog, there is a master, Liu Zhulao."
"This Liu Zhulao is also one of the deputy lords of Danqing Pure Land. He has always been at odds with Wang Zhaochu. That's why he, Mo Jinyang, dares to be so arrogant and swears to kill you, the Supreme Elder."
"If you want to save your own life, just like your own heroic words... refine the Taixing Pill."
"Otherwise, with Liu Zhulao's protection, this dog Mo Jinyang is a mad dog. Mad dogs kill people, regardless of any rules. Not even Wang Zhaochu can save your life."
Although Wen Tingchen didn't believe that a Yuanying realm monk in his 20s could refine Taixing Dan, he still had unspeakable expectations for this final Jinglunwanjuan body.