"Senior Brother Daowen, you are finally back! Have you successfully broken through the virtual god and changed?"
At the entrance of the main hall, Dao Jing saw Zhuo Wen coming and hurriedly went up to greet him, asking excitedly.
"A successful breakthrough!"
Zhuo Wen smiled slightly and continued to ask: "Is the sect master in there now?"
"Yes, master, he suddenly had a headache after you left, and he is resting inside now!" Dao Jing said.
Zhuo Wen nodded and stepped into the main hall.
In the dilapidated main hall, I saw a slovenly Taoist lying on the couch with his head covered, while Daokong was taking care of him.
"Brother!"
Daokong saluted Zhuo Wen and stepped aside at Zhuo Wen's signal.
Zhuo Wen walked to the bed and looked silently at the sloppy Taoist who was covering his head and moaning.
He couldn't help but think of the voice calling himself Hong Shenwu in the stone room.
"Daowen, you are finally back! Pindao suddenly had a headache just now. I don't know why! You don't have to worry, I will be fine soon!" the sloppy Taoist said softly.
Zhuo Wen thought for a while and asked: "Master, you said that the "Heaven and Earth Haoran Sutra" was brought back by the founder of the sect. Then I would like to ask, what is the name of the founder of the sect?"
The sloppy Taoist was startled, then shook his head and said: "The memorial tablets of Hongmen were smashed many years ago. I can't even remember the names of many Hongmen masters, let alone the founders of the sect!
"
"Daowen, why do you suddenly ask this?"
Zhuo Wen smiled slightly, shook his head and said: "I'm just asking. Master, please rest first! After resting, I will take you to Zhongzhou first, and then to Evil King Island."
"Senior brother Daowen, why are we going to Zhongzhou?" Daojing and Daokong asked curiously.
"I need to buy geographical maps of hundreds of areas outside the boundary. This will be of some use to me!" Zhuo Wen said ambiguously.
Dao Jing and Dao Kong did not continue to ask questions.
The eastern sky slowly revealed a fish-belly white color. When the first ray of warm sunlight fell, Zhuo Wen slowly opened his eyes.
His eyes suddenly became solemn, and he slowly raised his head and looked to the east of the Hongmen ruins.
His spiritual mind swept across two powerful auras, which were quickly heading this way.
Zhuo Wen thought that these two breaths were just monks passing by, so he didn't think much about it.
However, when the two breaths got closer and closer, Zhuo Wen realized something was wrong.
These two breaths were actually heading towards Hongmen.
Obviously, they came for Hongmen.
Whizzing!
Two crackling sounds sounded, and two men appeared on the ruins of Hongmen.
Among these two people, one of them, a middle-aged man, was extremely powerful, probably around the early stage of the Five Elements Transformation.
As for the other young man, his cultivation level is worse, probably only around the level of Sky Transformation.
However, Zhuo Wen couldn't help but frown after seeing the clothes on these two people.
Their costumes were familiar to Zhuo Wen, they were the costumes of the disciples of the Hongwu Shen Sect.
When he and Zu Zeyang visited the Hongwu Divine Sect, the disciples of the Hongwu Divine Sect were wearing such clothes.
In particular, the middle-aged man's clothing is exactly the same as that of the elder of the Hongwu Divine Sect who originally chased Zhuo Wen. He should also be an elder-level expert of the Hongwu Divine Sect.
After falling into the ruins of Hongmen, the two of them looked around, with disgust evident in their eyes.
They had seen Zhuo Wen a long time ago, but they just regarded Zhuo Wen as nothing and ignored him.
"Hong Shenwu, get out yet!"
The young man shouted loudly, his voice loud and clear, which spread throughout Hongmen.
After a while, the sloppy Taoist walked out of the main hall with Daokong and Daojing.
"Wang Yuanzheng? Why are you here?"
The moment the sloppy Taoist saw the middle-aged man, his face suddenly changed, and his voice was filled with a hint of fear and fear.
The middle-aged man looked at the slovenly Taoist, grinned and said, "Brother Hong, what's wrong? We're all old friends, how come you call me by my first name when you're so unfamiliar with me?"
As he spoke, the middle-aged man winked at the young man next to him.
The young man smiled, strode up to the sloppy Taoist, and gave the sloppy Taoist two hard slaps.
"What are you doing? Why do you want to hit my master!"
Daokong shouted, and he immediately rushed over, punching and kicking the young man.
"You damn brat, you dare to bite me?"
The young man felt pain, shouted angrily, and kicked Daokong.
Daokong screamed and was kicked and rolled several times on the ground. Dao Jing quickly ran over and helped Daokong up, his little eyes full of fear.
The young man originally wanted to continue kicking Dao Kong, but the sloppy Taoist stopped him in front.
"Damn old man, why are you standing in front of me? Why don't you get out!" the young man said coldly.
The sloppy Taoist's face was gloomy. He looked directly at Wang Yuanzheng and said: "Wang Yuanzheng, if you don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, why are you coming to Hongmen again? Back then, you had already destroyed the last hall of Hongmen, and
Having taken away the last magical power, there is nothing here you want anymore!"
Wang Yuanzheng smiled slightly and said: "Brother Hong, you are still so naive! Who said there is nothing here, and your lives are still there?"
The sloppy Taoist's pupils shrank and he said angrily: "Shi Shenhong had promised at the beginning that after digging out the foundation of Hongmen and the Chaos Divine Vein underground, he would not come to Hongmen to cause trouble again!"
"Don't you know? Do you want to violate Shi Shenhong's promise?"
Wang Yuanzheng shrugged and said: "The sect leader did make this promise, but you may not have read it carefully. He only said that he would not come to make trouble again, but he did not say that other people in the entire Hongwu Divine Sect would not come to make trouble!"
The sloppy Taoist's face turned pale. He knew that he had been tricked by Shi Shenhong.
All Hongmen's resources have been taken away by Shi Shenhong, and he won't give up, even taking away their lives.
"Brother Hong, have a good journey. With your disciples accompanying you on the road to hell, you will not be alone!"
Wang Yuanzheng chuckled and said, "Go." The young man turned his right hand into a claw and grabbed the sloppy Taoist.
However, when the young man's right hand was about to approach the sloppy Taoist's neck, a palm suddenly appeared and held his right hand.
"Um?"
The young man's pupils shrank, then he looked at the young man who suddenly appeared next to him, and whispered: "What are you doing? You still won't let go?"
It was Zhuo Wen who suddenly took action.
"Who are you? Let me let go?"
Zhuo Wen said this calmly, and with a slight twist of his right hand, the young man's right hand suddenly bent strangely, and the bones cracked inch by inch.
Zhuo Wen ignored the young man's screams, but looked at Wang Yuanzheng and said coldly: "Is what you just said true? Are you here to kill Hongmen?"
"Is this your own intention or Shi Shenhong's?"
Wang Yuanzheng was stunned, and then he realized what he was doing. He looked at Zhuo Wen with an ugly face and said, "Who are you? Let him go quickly! We are members of the Hongwu Shen Sect."
Wang Yuanzheng saw that Zhuo Wen's aura was probably in the early stages of the virtual god transformation.
Therefore, he did not panic. In his opinion, the young man in front of him was no match for him at all.
"I'm asking you a question!"
Zhuo Wen's voice became cold and stern, and then powerful power poured out from his palm and poured into the young man's body.
Hearing a scream from the young man, Zhuo Wen violently threw him out.
In mid-air, the young man screamed, and then his whole body exploded into a ball of blood mist, and he could no longer die.