The universe is transformed into the mirror, and purple dragons are swallowing clouds and spitting mist. Above the nine sky clouds, there is a golden god looming, like the sunlight reflected by white clouds, and it seems to be some mysterious and unpredictable existence.

A mountain that is thousands of feet high on the lush earth is towering, with colorful rays flashing on the top of the mountain. It is a huge throne, with a vague figure sitting on it, overlooking the mountains and rivers. At the foot of the mountain, strange beasts crawling on the ground to worship, making waves of low roars, like prayers from the bottom of the heart.

"This is, this is the appearance of the Emperor of All living beings!" The old Taoist robe was shocked and asked angrily, "Where did you get the method? But the posture of copper and iron bones actually condensed the emperor's purple energy in your body. Could it be that the martial arts of this sect have been leaked?"

He could not help but be surprised. Even his disciples who had been practicing for a long time in the Supreme Sect could show such a vision in this bronze mirror. Now a small monk who wanted to worship the mountain gate could manifest himself. In his opinion, there must be someone in this sect who secretly leaked his skills.

Chen Hao frowned, and he was unexpected to see this scene. He replied with neither humility nor arrogant words: "My purple qi is inherently hidden in the body orifice. Since I embarked on the path of cultivation, it can arouse some kind of existence resonance between heaven and earth, and grow little by little. As for the emperor's purple qi and the appearance of the emperor emperor, I don't know anything about it, and I have never heard of it before."

"You dare to argue!" The old Taoist robe snorted coldly and retorted: "Since you say that it is the innate body, there is a trace of imperial purple aura, can you be a royal disciple? The imperial dynasty has collapsed thousands of years ago. Now this dynasty is just a remnant of the previous imperial dynasty. Even the bloodline of the direct children is no longer pure. It is very difficult to show the appearance of such sentient beings. There is only one hand in the world. We know clearly that where is the appearance of you?"

He stretched out his arm as thin as a branch, and a purple sword light flowed between his five fingers, like the sharp claws of a deity, grabbed Chen Hao hard, and murderous intent rolled, forming a substantial cloud of smoke.

"Slow!" Chen Hao shouted loudly, and at the same time his true energy was boiling, ready to use all his strength to fight to the death.

"What else do you have to argue?" The old Taoist Zibo sneered, "I will kill you first, and then slowly investigate the person who secretly leaked his martial arts. He will definitely suffer from the torture of his soul."

Chen Hao narrowed his eyes slightly and replied lightly, "Oh? What if the person who taught me the martial arts is your fellow disciple?"

"Rareless! My senior brothers are all elders of this sect, so naturally abide by the rules of this sect. How could you allow you to slander here?" The old Taoist robe shook his body and his face turned ashen.

"Since I dare to say it, there is naturally evidence. Elder, why don't you let me finish it?" Chen Hao said quickly as he felt the whistling palm wind.

"Okay! I'll give you a chance to see what Zi Chou Yin Mao can spit out!"

When Chen Hao heard this, he let out a long breath of turbid air and easily opened his tightly clenched fists. He found that his palm was covered with sweat. He lamented in his heart that although the master of Li Sect was kind, he let himself swallow the divine liquid condensed by the purple starlight, and the emperor's purple aura was born in his body, but he could never guess the scene now.

No, he overturned this idea throughout his life. Since the master of Li Sect was proficient in deduction, he could not have calculated the dangers of this place. Instead, he regarded it as a safe haven for the death of the sect and asked himself to join the sect to learn the arts.

But now I can't find a clue to resolve this crisis, so I can only make up a lie, hoping that it will not be exposed quickly again.

The senior brother of the man in front of him was the soul monk he met in the wilderness. He was just like his Taoist robe, and there were two dragons tattooed on his chest. Therefore, he had the bold guesses he had before. According to his opinion, the monk was fighting against the enemy, both of which were powerful and would not be able to decide the winner for a while. He would not return to the mountain gate immediately at this moment. Maybe he was seriously injured and healed in a hidden place. He had some time to cushion. As long as he seized the time, he could still do a lot of things.

Although he had been in Fengyuan City for more than a month, had a fierce battle with others, and had also been in seclusion and showed all kinds of evaporations of mist and evaporation, he was disconnected from the whereabouts of the purple-robed Taoist, so he had a wrong estimate. If he knew that the elder of the Supreme Sect had successfully escaped from the southern border, he would definitely not have said this.

"Are you talking about Senior Brother Wang Huayi?" The purple-robed old Taoist's expression became a little strange. He waved his sleeves slightly, took back the fierce attack, and said coldly: "Senior Brother Wang has not returned to the investigation of Nanjiang, but he is honest and will never easily violate the rules of the sect. You can wait for this sect to practice with all the disciples. When the senior brother returns and confirms the news, we will determine whether you will be punished!"

"Yes!" Chen Hao calmed down slightly, jumped lightly, and stood on the other side of the huge cloud leopard. He met with the cultivators who passed the assessment. As soon as he stood still, he was subjected to many burning eyes. He felt very uncomfortable in his heart and sighed in his heart that now, the public is very different from his original intention that had been hidden quietly before. Some ideas could only enter this sect and then slowly plan.

He slowly raised his head and gave Zhang Zhonglin a calm look who was tremblingly forward. The latter's face was pale and his eyes were dazed. He didn't know if he had seen it. Due to excessive tension, he kicked a raised stone on the ground, staggered forward a few steps and almost fell, which made everyone laugh.

Even so, a corner of his forehead hit the huge bronze mirror hard, and a trace of blood splashed out, just falling on the shimmering mirror surface, revealing blurred scenes, which saved the process of force out essence and blood.

"Huh?" The old Taoist's eyes flashed in his eyes, as if he had discovered something new, which made everyone look at him. He pondered and said, "Boy, there is also holy blood flowing in your body, but it is not born innately, but someone used shocking means to force it to merge. It cannot be considered a second-class talent. It should be equivalent to the third-class and can achieve something. Come on!"

"What!" Chen Hao was shocked. He originally wanted to use the illusion technique with all his strength, and then covered the bronze mirror scene with another layer of illusion to confuse everyone's judgment. Unexpectedly, such a thing happened. Zhang Zhonglin's life experience became even more confusing. Looking at the faint confusion in his eyes, he felt that the person was covered with fog for the first time, but now he had just lifted a corner of the mysterious veil.

He stared at the other person's face, and saw the man tremble all over and said softly: "Sir."

"I'm going to become a fellow disciple soon, who is also called an adult?" Chen Hao narrowed his eyes slightly and replied lightly, with a playful smile on his lips.

"I dare not, in Zhonglin's heart, you will always be my master, and your power can dominate the world." Zhang Zhonglin shook his head and said, with a hint of awe flashing in his eyes. At this moment, Chen Hao had to doubt whether this person knew that one of the battles in Fengyuan City that day was him. Everything he did afterwards was nothing more than his extremely realistic acting skills.

Chen Hao nodded slightly as a response, but did not make a sound again. He turned his head and looked at the old Taoist in purple, wanting to know what he was going to do next.

I saw the disciples of the Supreme Sect sending away all the unqualified monks. The place was sparse and suddenly became a little deserted. The huge cloud leopard suddenly yawned, revealing its fangs that looked like sharp blades. The breeze blew, making people feel a little chilled for no reason.

The old Taoist robe closed his eyes tightly, as if he was wandering outside the sky, as if he was testing everyone's patience. In short, no one dared to remind him, even the luxurious young man riding in the colorful carriage stood quietly, without showing any impatience.

Time passed slowly like flowing water, the clouds and mist in the sky gathered and dispersed, and the breeze blew and stopped. Suddenly, several sounds of cranes came from afar. The old Taoist mount suddenly raised his head to respond, which awakened him, with the bright colors in his eyes that made people dare not look at him.

He raised his arm lightly and made a complicated handprint. The crane in the sky yelled several times again, and his huge body swooped towards him, blew up sharp winds.

Fortunately, everyone in the field had more or less cultivation, so they would not be blown away by this wind.

The five newly felled cranes and the old throne of the purple-robed robe were rubbing each other's ears, which made everyone wonder. Just as they were about to ask, the old priest jumped to the crane and flew away, leaving only a group of people standing on the ground and looking at each other.

"Don't guess!" Seeing that the noise here is like a pot of porridge, the Shanqi jumped onto the wide back of the clouded leopard and coughed lightly, "Are there still several cranes here? The bronze mirror just now just was just a test of your talent. These cranes have already been spiritual and will send you to an existence called Lianxin Cave. There will naturally be disciples to help you there. This cave will test your nature. If you are not suitable for practicing Taoism, no matter how outstanding your talent is, you will not be able to enter my Supreme Sect."

So that's it. Chen Hao stopped hesitating and gave Zhang Zhonglin a wink. He had already taken the lead in landing on the wide crane's back. The tentacles were as soft as a water bed, very comfortable and comfortable. No wonder the old Taoist in purple robe achieved the soul, he still used a spiritual crane as a mount, and didn't know if he had the chance to get one.

His eyes were circling, but his face was silent. If the disciples of the Supreme Sect found out that he had such an idea, they would have to go up and teach him a lesson.

But Zhang Zhonglin sat not far from him, his face changed, sometimes happy, sometimes confused, sometimes panic, sometimes confused, sometimes confused, and sometimes confused, not knowing what he was thinking about.

Chen Hao's true energy quietly activated the mysterious power between his eyebrows, and the entire space suddenly turned into gray-white lines. Some broken consciousnesses were cruising in the air like fish. However, after searching carefully for a long time, he did not find any broken thoughts revealed by Zhang Zhonglin's sea of ​​consciousness, as if they were imprisoned by some force.
Chapter completed!