There were several people gathered outside the gate of Chaoyang Zongshan. These people were all stunning and beautiful people in the current world of cultivation. They were not the leaders of a sect, but also important figures in the world of cultivation. The most eye-catching thing was the touch of purple. She quietly
Standing on a shining umbrella, with a calm face, fluttering purple clothes, eyebrows like distant mountains with daisy, eyes like stars and a smile, just like the fairy who fell into the mortal world from the nine heavens.
"These old bastards from the Chaoyang Sect don't rush to greet distinguished guests when they come to our door. They actually let me stand in front of this mountain gate. They clearly look down on my Wuji Sect."
The person who spoke was a middle-aged man with a sinister look all over his body. Seeing that the mountain gate had not been opened for a long time, with an unhappy look on his face, he seemed extremely impatient. He was Wei Wuya, the left guardian of Wuji Sect.
"Guardian Zuo is right. We came to help the Ten Thousand Demons Rebellion, but Chaoyang Sect closed its doors. Isn't this the way to treat guests? We are not afraid of ridicule from the world." A Wuji Sect behind Wei Wuya
The young disciple said flatteringly.
Wei Wuya laughed a few times in deep agreement and patted this disciple on the shoulder: "You are very clever. I like him very much. I will teach you some tricks when I get back."
"Thank you, Protector Zuo. Your disciples' admiration for you is like the endless stream of a river..."
"Ha ha!"
A sneer interrupted the Wuji Sect disciple's words. Wei Wuya's face darkened. He turned around and saw that it was a Phoenix Valley disciple. His eyes touched the purple color. He suddenly smiled with contempt and said in a frivolous tone: "This
Isn't it Fairy Jinghong? I heard that you have been hiding behind closed doors since you were dumped by Chaoyang Sect traitor Lu Suifeng. Over the years, I have been thinking about you, Fairy. If Fairy is unbearably lonely, you might as well consider me."
Fairy Jinghong cast a faint glance at Wei Wuya, but did not speak. She obviously did not take Wei Wuya's provocation to heart. The disciple of Phoenix Valley felt dissatisfied when he saw his master being treated so lightly, and yelled: "You are so shameless.
Disciple, how dare you speak arrogant words to my master!"
Wei Wuya, a sect of Dharma Protector Taixu masters, never got a junior to teach him a lesson. When the Phoenix Valley disciple said this, a cold light flashed in his eyes. His aura suddenly changed, and he casually struck out a palm wind. The palm wind was extremely sharp and carried with it.
A heart-stopping momentum attacked the Phoenix Valley disciples.
Fairy Jinghong waved her long sleeves, creating a soft palm wind, and neutralizing the palm wind lightly. Wei Wuya saw the figure of Fairy Jinghong move and flashed, but he did not see any movement, but the person suddenly appeared in Jinghong.
In front of Fairy Hong, she frivolously stretched out her hand and touched Fairy Jinghong's face.
Fairy Jinghong frowned slightly, and the umbrella under her feet suddenly bloomed with purple light. Two purple streams of light attacked the middle-aged man in a row. Wei Wuya was on guard for a long time. A green light appeared on his right hand, and he swiped forward lightly.
He split the purple light and appeared behind Fairy Jinghong in an instant. He raised his hand with a palm that contained the power of wind and thunder, and slapped Fairy Jinghong hard on the back. Fairy Jinghong did not move at all. Just when Wei Wuya thought that he
When he was about to succeed, the two purple streams of light that he had scattered suddenly gathered together and charged towards Wei Wuya.
Wei Wuya stepped back a few steps. The purple light seemed to be conscious and rushed straight to his face. Wei Wuya's momentum surged, and the green light enveloped him. He raised his hand and waved.
, swatted the purple light away, and the purple light fell on the ground, exploding a large pit in the ground.
Wei Wuya said coldly: "It's actually a purple gold sparse umbrella. Your Phoenix Valley has really spent a lot of money this time, and you are not afraid that this kind of treasure will be intercepted by others."
Fairy Jinghong finally spoke, and her voice was as clear and sweet as pearls falling on a jade plate: "Wuji Sect is really becoming more and more in decline. Even someone like you can become the Zuo Guardian."
Hearing Fairy Jinghong speak like this, Wei Wuya smiled instead of getting angry, "If Lu Suifeng hadn't protected you back then, you would have become my woman a long time ago. Today, let me experience the power of your purple-gold glass umbrella.
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Seeing the actions of these two people, people from other sects around them all stepped back a few feet, with a playful look in their eyes as if they were watching a good show. At the same time, they waved their hands and formed seals to protect their disciples.
Wei Wuya just finished his words and his whole body was full of evil aura. The black jade flute on his waist automatically flew to his hand. Wei Wuya put the flute across his lips, and with a movement of his spiritual power, there was a whimpering flute sound.
It sounded in the air. The sound sounded small and sweet at first, but when it was heard again, it was like the wail of thousands of ghosts. It was so shrill that it made people's blood swell and give them a splitting headache. Even the spiritual power could not be condensed. As these sounds came out, the sound in the air
There was a wave of fluctuation, and a string of obscure runes flew out. Dark green light flickered in the void, turning into sharp auras.
Fairy Jinghong clasped her hands together, raised her jade fingers slightly, and the purple and gold sparse glass umbrella under her feet rotated rapidly. At the same time, the purple light bloomed, as if tens of thousands of purple lights fell from the sky, wrapping her inside.
The situation in the sky and the earth changed, the wind blew violently, and a battle was about to break out. The purple light and the dark blue light were about to collide together. Suddenly, a pure golden light flew out from the oblique ground, fell in the center of the two lights, and turned into several
Swastika, a burst of Buddhist chanting sounded in the void. The sound was peaceful and seemed to contain infinite compassion, embracing all things in the world and washing away the sins of the world. It also seemed that everything was renewed, and the world was peaceful, making the listener feel calm.
Peace does not give rise to any desire to kill.
"Boom!"
There was a loud noise, and Wei Wuya and Fairy Jinghong took a few steps back at the same time. When they saw the person coming, Wei Wuya's face darkened and he said angrily: "Jueming, old bald donkey, you also want to get involved."
Zen Master Jueming Baoxiang solemnly clasped his hands together and said: "Amitabha, two benefactors, please be patient. We are waiting for this to come together to slay demons and protect our righteous path. We should work together to fight against the enemy. Why don't the two benefactors turn their hostility into friendship?
Don't mess up your position over some trivial matter and let the demon clan take advantage of it."
"What Zen Master Jueming said is absolutely true!" Fairy Jinghong took the lead to take a few steps back and jumped out of the battle circle.
Wei Wuya was unwilling to let it go and snorted coldly: "Old bald donkey, why should I listen to you?"
Zen Master Jueming did not get angry, but just tried to dissuade him: "Almsgiver Wei, please be patient and don't be impatient!"
"Hmph! Even if your boss, Juexin, is coming personally, he can't control me. Get out of the way!"
"Amitabha, the Buddha said that all living beings are equal, donor, you are in trouble!"
"In that case, let me see which one is better, your Tianlong Brahma Singing or my Nine Nether Demonic Sounds!"
Wei Wuya was about to take action with overwhelming momentum. The barrier in front of the Chaoyang Zongshan gate suddenly fluctuated. Fang He walked out of the barrier with several disciples. When he saw the scene of swords and crossbows being drawn, he smiled slightly.
Zen Master Jueming said: "Monk Jueming, I knew you would come. I had someone prepare your favorite tea."
"Donor Fang was joking. It is our responsibility to slay demons and demons. I, the monk, should do my part."
"You still speak so strictly, so what's the benefit of being a monk? You can't do this or that. Even getting angry is considered a violation of the precepts. I asked you to join the Chaoyang Sect back then, but you didn't want to." Look at these two people.
The tone of his conversation was clearly that of a good friend whom he has known for many years.
"Amitabha, a monk is as good as a monk! There is a saying in Buddhism..."
"Stop!" Fang He interrupted Zen Master Jueming, "If you can't finish talking about Buddhism for three days and three nights, let's have a good talk after this thing is over."
After saying that, Fang He looked at Wei Wuya again. Chaoyang Sect and Wuji Sect were at odds with each other. Fang He would not be polite to Wei Wuya, "Protector Wei, it seems that your Wuji Sect's food has not been very good recently, which has caused your Yin and Yang."
You're out of balance, you're so angry, let me declare first that the Chaoyang Sect doesn't care about your livelihood."
Wei Wuya has always been arrogant. If he was ridiculed like this, he would have rushed up to him. But remembering the purpose of coming this time, he endured the bad breath and strode towards the mountain gate with a cold snort.
Fang He and Fairy Jinghong were old acquaintances, and he wanted to go up and say hello, but Fairy Jinghong kept a cold face, so he had to give up. After he welcomed the many sects who came to the door one by one, the outside of the mountain gate suddenly became quiet.
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There were clouds and mist in the mountains and forests, and the scenery was looming. Two figures suddenly appeared, standing quietly in front of the Chaoyang Zongshan gate. I don’t know what they were thinking. After a while, the young man standing behind couldn’t help but ask: "Master, what are the majors?"
All the sects have already entered the Chaoyang Sect, why don’t we go in? Will we lose the opportunity?"
The old man in front snorted coldly and said: "Go in? Do you think Wei Wuya and the others can get a good deal if they go in? They are not going to be looked down upon. They want to play some tricks. Those elders of the Chaoyang Sect are not vegetarians."
The young man said with some arrogance: "My disciples don't quite understand that although the Chaoyang Sect is one of the top sects in the world of cultivation, there are countless powerful sects that have emerged in the world of cultivation in the past hundreds of thousands of years, and each major sect is filled with masters.
, there are so many talented people, why can’t even a small Holy Land of the Rising Sun be conquered?”
"Do you think that the Chaoyang Sect only has the one leader and seven elders on the surface? It is no accident that the Chaoyang Sect has stood firm in the world of cultivation for millions of years. Not to mention that these seven elders are all outstanding in cultivation.
There are countless elite disciples under the sect, and elites emerge in large numbers in every generation. The Chaoyang Sect’s back mountain also hides many unborn masters. If you want to enter the Chaoyang Holy Land, you not only have to surpass the masters on the surface, but also need to get close.
In the holy land, the masters hidden in the back mountain will definitely appear and crush it with all their strength. In the last hundred years, the Tianqing Sect has reached the entrance of the Chaoyang Holy Land, only to be bombarded by the masters of the hermits in the back mountain. Not to mention that the Chaoyang Sect and the Sheng Sect share the same hatred.
, this group of people from the Holy Sect are all lunatics, they wish they had to pay homage to the Human Emperor’s tablet even when eating, few people are willing to provoke them."
A figure came running from a distance. After seeing the old man, he bowed respectfully and said, "First Elder, the Second Elder just sent a message, saying that there are urgent matters that need to be dealt with, and they have already returned to the sect with several senior brothers."
"Hmph! There is something urgent to deal with. I think he wants to go back and fight for power!"
The old man looked angry and slapped the big tree with his palm, causing the tree to collapse. He said angrily: "Since the previous palace master Mo was killed by a mysterious master, there has been a lot of internal fighting within Xiaoyao Palace over the position of the palace master.
For thousands of years, these people have not been able to see clearly that Xiaoyao Palace has begun to decline. If this continues, our Xiaoyao Palace will definitely be defeated at the hands of these Xiaoxiao."
Seeing the old man getting angry, the two young disciples immediately lowered their heads. The old man sighed dejectedly and looked at the Chaoyang Sect's mountain gate: "If my Xiaoyao Palace gate can be as united as the Chaoyang Sect disciples, why can't I, the Xiaoyao Palace, become number one in the world of cultivation?
Big faction.”
The disciples of the Chaoyang Sect have always put unity first and are united in dealing with the outside world. Since the Chaoyang Holy Land was discovered by the world of cultivation, it has encountered countless disasters, but it has also made the Chaoyang Sect disciples more united to resist foreign enemies. In so many years, there has never been a fight for power and gain.
In the matter of civil strife, everyone was even more humble when they took office during the general election. Otherwise, why would the position of the leader be given to Feng Yuan, the least visible person? Not to mention Ning Zhiyang and Lu Suifeng, Fang He was the leader in the world of cultivation back then.
It is also famous and prestigious. Although one or two traitors appear every few hundred years, it has never shaken its foundation. Chaoyang Holy Land, I really don’t know if it is the Chaoyang Sect’s disaster or the Chaoyang Sect’s blessing.