When Lin Ruoxu was hesitating whether to use the "Great Dan Liuli True Sutra" as the main practice, the atmosphere of Taiyi Daoting today was extremely serious. Eight Daoting Mountain Masters actually came forward together to receive a group of extremely special guests in the "Taiyi True Dharma Hall" on the top of Dao Mountain.

These guests were welcomed into the Taoist court by the eight mountain masters. Their faces were calm but extremely majestic. They rarely communicated with the mountain masters along the way. Their iron-blooded and majestic meaning attracted everyone's attention in an instant. It was not until the eight mountain masters jointly introduced them to the "True Dharma Hall" that the disciples with a lot of eye consciousness slowly recovered from the shock.

"Who are those just now? The eight mountain lords all came forward to greet them?" a young disciple asked inexplicably.

"You can't see the black boots and soapy shirts, red clothes linings, so obvious and uniformly worn?" A legitimate son of a family sneered.

The new little disciple looked confused.

The disciples who had long seen the identity of the person looked at each other and couldn't help but sigh and shake their heads. They really didn't understand why they were brothers with such a dull mountain and wilderness.

"Did they come for the recent elusive blood-sucking mad case?" a disciple asked in a low voice.

"It's very likely." Another disciple looked serious: "You know, the goal of the blood-sucking maniac is quite clear, and he died so much that he was all from the 12 giant families of Biandu, and there was even one of them in the direct line!"

"Maybe more than that." A figure appeared quietly, crossed everyone, frowned high, looked at the huge Dao Hall on the highest mountain, and muttered to himself in a low voice.

"The black boots and soap clothes in the leader are of a considerable background."

"Junior Brother Xie." Even though he was a fellow disciple, he met the direct son of the Xie family, one of the twelve giant families, and the disciples couldn't help but look much lower and said respectfully.

"Senior Brother," the newly-entered disciple also shouted, but then opened his curious eyes and asked, "Senior Brothers are so mysterious, but who are these?"

Xie Qiankun pursed his lips, and a look of disgust appeared on his face.

In the expectant eyes of everyone, he uttered three words coldly.

"Zhenyinsi!"

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The "True Dharma Hall" has always been the place where Taiyi welcomes VIPs. Last time Lin Ruoxu entered the school, he was also received here and was arranged to remove him.

But today's VIP is a bit special, so although there is still a lot of light everywhere, the atmosphere is a bit strange.

Everyone here is not a child. On the surface, Zhenyinsi is a strange fairy yamen that inspects all kinds of strange things. But secretly everyone knows that in the twelve giant rooms of Biandu, Zhenyinsi exists as the eyes and noses of the royal family of the Wei Dynasty.

Although this department does a lot of work, it is a matter of the yamen, it rarely appears to provoke conflicts between the twelve giant chambers and other forces to maintain the superficial majesty of the royal family.

When the late emperor passed away, His Majesty was still young and his power to govern the country was lost, which created such a stubborn tumor as the twelve giant chambers of Biandu.

Although His Majesty has gradually taken power in recent years, the twelve giant chambers of Bian Capital have become rich and are in a great momentum of being obedient to the tune and not to the announcement.

Under this, the dilemma of Your Majesty has been established, and often some important orders cannot be issued even Bian. The only thing you can rely on is the "Zhenyinsi" left by the late emperor.

The relationships are mixed and very troublesome. If nothing else, even Taiyi Daoting will not want to get involved in it, so as to avoid having a feud with the twelve giant families in Biandu.

"Engel Xiao Xun, I don't know what important things are today, so I'd like to come here to visit in person?" The hunched Lord Xuanling Mountain, as the leader of the nine mountains, asked seriously.

"If nothing else, I can't come?" The middle-aged man in charge smiled and said warmly: "You know, I am also a disciple of Taiyi Song. If I had not returned from Xiali Sect, I would probably have one of them in the seat of the mountain master."

As he said that, his eyes moved slightly and fell on the golden robe of Xuanwei Mountain Lord. His eyes were filled with strange light, extremely complex.

For some reason, the mountain masters of this generation were originally from the "Ling" generation, but the "Xuanwei Mountain Master" in the golden robe was the "Wei" generation.

The Lord of Xuanwei Mountain was not affected at all. He was as if he had not seen the middle-aged man's gaze. His face was expressionless, and his eyes were cold. He said lightly: "The angel's words are so important. Although my Taiyi Dao Court's requirements for choosing a disciple are not high, there is still basic etiquette, righteousness, integrity, shame, respect for teachers and dignity."

"It's like a disciple who kills a master, no matter how hard he is."

"Such a disaster can't be considered my Taiyi disciple."

"If this mountain master discovers, he must kill this person and let his soul scatter!"

The middle-aged man's eyes suddenly narrowed, and a cold light flashed, and he said coldly: "I'll say it again, I didn't kill the master!"

Xuan Wei sneered, and a constant fluctuation of karma suddenly rippled around her body.

The middle-aged man was not willing to be outdone. He sneered, and his extremely powerful karma fluctuations soared into the sky, and suddenly shouted: "As a senior brother, I want to personally ask you about the strength of your junior brother over the years!"

"Don't lose my gatekeeper's face!"

"You know, these are the ones that the teacher values ​​the most!"

Almost instantly, the atmosphere became tense, as if a war was about to break out in the next moment.

At this moment, an old light cough suddenly sounded.

As the sound of light cough suddenly sounded, the huge Taoist temple became more and more bright, and the extremely mysterious formation quietly took shape and started to operate. The karma fluctuations that originally soared into the sky suddenly stopped, like a waterfall suddenly flowing across the knife.

Almost in an instant, the two people who were originally tensely looked slightly stunned. They immediately noticed that the karma in their bodies was pressed back to the Niwan orifice, and let them mobilize it hard. The karma was always like a pool of stagnant water, without any movement.

They looked at Xuanling in shock. The latter's expression was as normal as ever, and he always looked haggard. He only heard him say lightly: "If Angel Xiao Xun has something to do, then just say it. I, Taiyi Daoting, will do my best to cooperate, but if it's just to show off my power, please come back."

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, tidied up his clothes, and said coldly: "It's still the Lord of Xuanling Mountain who is wise and understands the matter. I'm not here to cause trouble and fight."

The eyes of the mountain masters flashed, silent. The Xuanwei Mountain Master could not see the middle-aged man's arrogant look, and there was a little resentment on his face.

The middle-aged man chuckled and said something amazing.

"I am going to visit this trip for your sect."

"According to the reactions of some family families, your sect has recently launched several mummy cases, with serious casualties, and your sect seems to be helpless about this and has not caught the murderer for a long time."

"Mr. Xiao came for this."
Chapter completed!