"Who are you?" Ninth Realm narrowed his eyes: "You can actually control the power in the Guixu Emperor Tomb!"
"I am the spirit of the Taoist Temple. I am warning you one last time. No one is allowed to prevent others from accepting preaching." The spirit of the Taoist Temple said indifferently.
The Ninth Domain snorted coldly: "Okay! You can protect him for a while, but not for a lifetime. Let me see how long he can stay there!"
Then, he stared at Su Yu coldly: "Very good, you tricked me again!"
"You have actually been secretly communicating with the spirit of the Dao Palace for a long time, but on the surface you are acting like a trapped beast still fighting, just to delay time and get the spirit of the Dao Palace to open the preaching hall, right?"
Su Yu didn't look back and said, "It's good to know."
The Ninth Domain laughed angrily: "Okay! It's indeed my goal. The longer you live, the more delicious it will be!"
Su Yu said calmly: "Then, just wait for that day!"
After finishing speaking, he took one step into the preaching hall.
The Ninth Realm was angry. His eyes swept around and found that there were Zhan Wushuang and Miss Song. He opened his mouth and was ready to vent his anger on them both.
Zhan Wushuang was clever and had no way to retreat. He gritted his teeth and shouted: "I also want to participate in the missionary work of Emperor Guixu!"
Participating in preaching means that you have to give up all your martial arts skills, including your luck with the Emperor's Killing Sword.
Zhan Wushuang is willing to do it if he wants to do it a hundred times, but a thousand people won't.
But now, in the face of death, it was not his turn to object.
No matter how unwilling he is, he must still be willing!
A faint light descended on Zhan Wushuang's head and enveloped him.
The Ninth Realm immediately glanced at Miss Song. The latter's legs went weak and she shouted in a trembling voice: "I, I also want to preach."
A glimmer of light came, and Miss Song was also shrouded in a glimmer of light.
She walked towards the preaching hall with a mournful face, her face full of reluctance: "I don't want to ruin my cultivation, wuwuwu!"
Reluctantly, the three of them entered the mission hall.
The members of the Ninth Realm stared around the preaching hall with their eyes wide open, and air flow spewed out from their nostrils from time to time.
On top of him, the strong man from the Mirror Clan who was captured by him did not dare to breathe. He could only silently stare at the closed door of the preaching hall and said silently: "I'm sorry, Brother Su, I can't help myself."
Without his powerful and extraordinary teleportation ability, the Ninth Realm would not have been able to cross the restrictions of the Guixu Emperor's Tomb and enter this place directly.
The door of the preaching hall slammed shut.
Su Yu seemed to be relaxed, but in fact, his tense heartstrings finally let go.
Then, he turned around and pulled Miss Song aside, stared at Zhan Wushuang with murderous intent, and said coldly: "Are you ready to die?"
Zhan Wushuang's mouth was full of bitterness. Outside there was the ferocious ninth realm, and inside there was the evil god Su Yu!
He silently raised the Emperor's Killing Sword and shouted angrily: "Su Yu!"
He took the initiative and activated the Emperor's Killing Sword, and a fierce sword energy struck.
However, Su Yu stood motionless on the spot, with a narrow smile on his lips.
Zhan Wushuang suddenly realized something was wrong and suddenly withdrew the Emperor's Killing Sword, but the released sword energy had already been slashed out.
When he was about to strike in front of Su Yu, an invisible force wiped away Zhan Wushuang's sword energy to the point where nothing was left.
Whoosh——
Suddenly, the surrounding fog gathered and condensed into an old man with a white beard in front of them.
The old man was wearing an ancient robe that was shabby and torn, with many shocking wounds remaining on his body, as if he had suffered a huge trauma.
He looked majestic and stared at Zhan Wushuang: "If you attack other preachers without permission, ten points will be deducted from the preaching evaluation!"
Zhan Wushuang frowned slightly: "What is preaching evaluation?"
The old man said: "The level of the preaching evaluation will affect the level of your subsequent preaching."
kindness?
The old man continued: "Those with the highest scores will have a better chance of being taught by the Guixu Emperor, while those with lower scores can only accept teachings at a lower level."
What he said was very clear.
There is only one person who gets the opportunity to preach to Emperor Guixu, and even if he only has the opportunity, he may not be able to preach to him in the end.
The remaining people can only accept preaching from others.
The importance of evaluation scores can be imagined.
"Evaluation score, what's the total score?" Zhan Wushuang's heart suddenly rose, not only would 10 points have a big impact.
However, he wasn't too worried.
Generally speaking, evaluation scores are calculated in hundreds, ranging from a hundred points to hundreds or even thousands of points.
A mere ten points may not affect the overall situation.
"Thirty minutes." The old man said briefly.
What?
The total score was only thirty points, and ten points were deducted when he came up?
How to play this?
"He was the one who provoked me first and led me to take action. He should be punished as well!" Zhan Wushuang said.
The old man's face was expressionless: "Did he take action?"
"No, but..."
"There is no but, I only focus on the results, regardless of the process."
Zhan Wushuang clenched his fists and glared at Su Yu with gritted teeth: "You're hurting me!!"
Su Yu shrugged: "I forced you to take action? You want to strike first, why should you blame me?"
Zhan Wushuang was extremely angry!
It might not be a loss if I originally gave up my own martial arts, but if I could get the teachings of Emperor Guixu.
But due to Su Yu's calculation, he could only get a preaching far lower than that of the Guixu Emperor. Compared with the loss of the Emperor's four-piece set of luck, it would be a huge loss!
"I don't accept preaching anymore," Zhan Wushuang said.
The shadow of the old man is naturally the spirit of the local Taoist temple. He said with a majestic expression: "Before the evaluation officially starts, you still have a chance to regret it. Once it is confirmed to start, it will be out of your hands!"
"Confirm for the last time whether you will continue to preach. If you refuse, please leave the mission hall now."
Zhan Wushuang's face was full of anger and he suddenly suppressed it.
Just kidding, the outside is the ninth realm. If you go out, you will have to be eaten alive.
"I'll continue!" Zhan Wushuang lowered his head cowardly.
The spirit of the Dao Palace said indifferently: "Where are you two?"
Su Yu said without hesitation: "Continue!"
Miss Song said with a sad face: "I will continue."
She pinched Su Yu's waist fiercely and said, "I was killed by you!"
Su Yu said: "Not necessarily!"
He was slightly surprised that he originally thought that only the Tao of the Guixu Emperor could be passed on, but from what the spirit of the Taoist Hall said, it seemed that there were other Tao that could be passed on.
In this case, even if Miss Song doesn't get the mission of Emperor Guixu, she still has other options.
Su Yu believed that the Tao that could be placed in the tomb of Emperor Guixu would never be ordinary.
"Since you are all willing to continue preaching, let me introduce the rules now." The spirit of the Taoist Palace said: "In front of you, there are a total of nine halls!"
"Each hall represents the inheritance of a Tao."
Su Yu calmly used his soul eyes to detect all directions, and the outline of the entire palace appeared in his field of vision.
This is a palace complex shaped like stars overlapping the moon.
The palace in the middle is the most splendid and well-preserved. The remaining eight palaces, each occupying its own position, surround the palace in the middle, like stars over the moon.
There is no doubt that the palace in the center is the path left by the Emperor of Guixu.
The rest is the other way.
"In a moment, based on your evaluation results, each of the nine palaces will absorb you and start preaching." The spirit of the Taoist Palace said slowly.
Zhan Wushuang sank into the water: "How to evaluate?"
He has already lost ten points before he started the evaluation. The situation is very unfavorable for him! (To be continued)