Although they had already activated the holy energy and prepared to take action at the moment Duan Qingyun appeared, this time Duan Qingyun took action too quickly, and there was no reservation at all. The few people could not condense the holy energy at all.
To the extreme.
Of course, even if the holy energy is condensed to the extreme, it is not very meaningful. The opponent's strength is too strong, and the action is so decisive and resolute that they don't even have a chance to escape.
Not to mention them, facing strong people like Duan Qingyun head-on, even Weng Yuanming and others had no way to escape. In an instant, the few people all looked pale.
After all, Duan Qingyun is not Changsun Luocang, and this is not a Chengyun Competition. His strength is already much stronger than Changsun Luocang, and there are no Chang Aotian and others present next to him, so he has no restraint at all.
Ye Yunji pressed his left hand to his chest again.
Gu Fenghua saw his movements from the corner of his eyes and suddenly felt anxious. Even if he released the mysterious power in his bloodline, it would be difficult to block Duan Qingyun's determined attack. Even if he blocked it, there would still be endless troubles.
"My younger generation Weng Yuanming, I am learning from Chu Zhenyuan, and I ask seniors to show mercy." At this moment, Weng Yuanming suddenly shouted. The voice trembled, in awe, and in panic.
"Chu Zhenyuan?" Duan Qingyun was slightly stunned, and stopped after slapping half of his palm shadow.
Even if you are in charge of your efforts, you may not be able to receive and receive them. Duan Qingyun is much younger than Changsun Luocang, but his reputation is above Changsun Luocang. It makes sense.
of.
"Are you Chu Zhenyuan's disciple?" Duan Qingyun looked at Weng Yuanming, as if he was recalling something.
"I am Chu Zhenyuan's closed disciple. More than a thousand years ago, the Lord of the Lord went to Qixia Peak to sit with his master to discuss the truth. The Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of
I am afraid that you will have no impression of me." Weng Yuanming said respectfully, and the cold sweat on his forehead was still falling, looking very nervous.
"Oh, it turns out it was you. I remember that you were only eleven or twelve years old at that time, and your cultivation was only as good as the Xuansheng, but now you have reached the realm of the Emperor Saint." Duan Qingyun finally had some impression and said with emotion.
The Chu Zhenyuan mentioned by Weng Yuanming is a casual cultivator who stays away from the world and does not care about worldly affairs, so he is not famous, but his qualifications are extremely outstanding, and he has a unique insight into the way of cultivation. Thousands of years ago, Duan Qingyun went out to travel with him.
I met and had some interest in his views. I was invited by him to linger on Qixia Peak for a few days, which was considered to be a bit of friendship.
Duan Qingyun thought about it carefully. At that time, there was indeed a young disciple serving tea and water. However, as he was, it was difficult to be able to value a casual cultivator so much. How could he care about a mere tea-making boy?
?If Weng Yuanming didn't say it, he would probably never remember that there was such a person.
"Yes, yes, I have just been promoted to Xuansheng at that time. I can achieve today's cultivation thanks to the teachings of my predecessors that day." Weng Yuanming finally breathed a sigh of relief and said with gratitude, and held the etiquette of his disciples to Duan Qingyun.
Bow down.
"I didn't teach you anything. If you can have today's cultivation, you have extraordinary insights. You don't have to thank me." Duan Qingyun said without thanking me, but he accepted Weng Yuanming's courtesy.
He sat with Chu Zhenyuan on the same day and discussed the truth. This disciple was serving him, so of course he could hear their words without missing a word. If he had today's cultivation, he would have benefited more or less from him.
"How are your master?" Duan Qingyun asked with a calm smile when Weng Yuanming straightened his waist.
After just a few days of chatting with people and the world, a powerful man of the fourth grade of Emperor Saint was cultivated. Duan Qingyun felt a little satisfied and also liked Weng Yuanming.