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"Infinite Blessing to the Elder, so Qing Song Sect Leader has already arrived. poverty-stricken people, sorry to greet you, sorry to greet you!" Just as everyone on top of the golden roof was overwhelmed by Fairy Violet's peerless beauty, a loud voice interrupted everyone's reverie.

"How could I dare? A mere Qingcheng Faction Elder, the Pure Sword Faction Elder, came out to receive him. Shouldn't poverty-stricken people feel honored?" Yi Qingsong, who was happily chatting with the various large sects, suddenly became gloomy after seeing Mount Shu Elder Zhao Chunjian, and coldly said that.

Although the Mount Shu and the Qingcheng had a family a thousand years ago, ever since they went their separate ways, the two sects never got along with each other. However, he never expected that Yi Qingsong would not give Zhao Chunjian any face. After all, this was the Mount Shu's territory!

"The Immeasurable Empyrean …" This will be interesting! " divine rod stretched out his neck and waited to see what Zhao Chunjian would do next.

However, what happened next caused Xiao Que to be greatly taken aback. When Zhao Chunjian heard the sarcasm in Sect Leader of Qingcheng City's words, he did not seem angry at all. Instead, he laughed, "I see, it's a joke. Mount Shu is one family, how can we separate them? "

"Humph!" Hearing Zhao Chunjian's words, Yi Qingsong just snorted and gave up. After all, no matter how discordant the Mount Shu was, it was not wise for Yi Qingsong to attack him in broad daylight.

"Everyone, Sect Leader, my fellow Sect Leader, Daoist Master Pure Daozi, is already waiting for you inside the Golden Top Sword Pavilion. Please step into the Sword Pavilion!" Zhao Chunjian obviously did not want to get involved with the Qingcheng anymore. At this moment, everyone within five miles of Emei Golden Head could hear the sound of Zhao Chunjian exhaling.

Although the righteous path had always been known as the ten great sects, this trip to the Golden Top Sword Pavilion was enough to show the difference in strength between the various sects. The leader went ahead. Naturally, it was the owner of this time's gathering, the Mount Shu Sect. On this point, the other major sects did not have any objections. After all, other than the Karakorum sect, which had suddenly announced that they would thank Yue Yang in private in the past hundred years, the strength of the Mount Shu s had definitely surpassed the other sects.

Only, unexpectedly, the one who Zhao Pingfeng invited was not the one who inherited patchouli's teachings from the Kongtong, nor the one who inherited the equally strong Cultivation, it was actually the Tibetan Temple's Fangyunyun Hui Zen Master!

Yun Hui Zen Master could not decline Zhao Pure Wind's invitation and followed him to the Golden Top Sword Pavilion. However, the moment Yun Hui Zen Master brushed past Xiao Jean, divine rod clearly saw the smug look on the old monk's face!

"Traitorous Sutra of the Rebel Dao!" Towards Mount Shu's sudden act of being close to the Buddha family, Sect Leader of Qingcheng City snorted once again.

This Jiuhua Mountain had always been Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's training hall. Not only did this Tibetan Temple inherit Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's teachings, she was also one of the four great Buddhist temples. However, it had already been a thousand years since the Primordial Buddha dao was at odds with the Buddhist dao. Even then, the Daoist sects had barely been able to compromise on the Buddhist teachings in the Eastern Lands, but the relationship between them had always been tense. Mount Shu had suddenly shown such closeness to Tibetan Temple. Was he not afraid of arousing dissatisfaction from the other four sects?

Xiao Yue pondered the profound principles within as he followed the rest of the people from the Qingcheng to head to the Golden Top Sword Pavilion. However, just as he took more than ten steps, a Daoist suddenly walked up from behind him and blocked his way.

Having been rudely blocked, divine rod was naturally angered in his heart. Xiao Yue sized up the Taoist, only to realize that he was only a twenty-something year old Young Taoist, his cultivation was also far from being able to condense a Grand Dao Jindan. Although divine rod was angry, Qingcheng Elder Zhu Yun had already warned Xiao Jean before. Furthermore, if he was angry at such a junior, Xiao Yue would feel that it would be a bit dishonorable.

"This Fellow Daoists suddenly blocked poverty-stricken people's way. Could it be that something is wrong?" Xiao Yue calmly asked.

"The one with the surname Xiao, who's following you is Fellow Daoists!" However, he didn't expect Young Taoist to not give Xiao Jean any face and instead shouted out angrily.

This time, Xiao Da Shen Ji was a bit embarrassed. After all, in front of such a large crowd, which one of the people beside him wasn't a big shot whose profound strength could tremble with just a stomp?

"This Fellow Daoists, poverty-stricken people doesn't have any grudges with you, right?" After thinking for a moment, Xiao Yan did not have any memories about Young Taoist.

"No enmity? I ask you: how did my Senior Sister Yun Fei and Senior Brother Yun Hao die? " Hearing Xiao Jin's words, Young Taoist suddenly shouted in anger.

"So you're a disciple of Heavenly Master Longhu!" At this moment, Xiao Yan finally came to a realization as his face turned green.

"Hmph, Xiao Yue, don't think that you can be free and unrestrained just because you were protected by Daoist Pure Wind. The one surnamed Xiao, if you know what's good for you, then tell me, how did my two senior sisters and senior brothers die? " Young Taoist saw the change in Xiao Jean's expression and thought that he was afraid. His tone became more unfriendly.

"If I remember correctly, this Fellow Daoists is actually from the Mount Shu. It is probably Heavenly Master Longhu Sect's turn to act recklessly, right? " Facing Young Taoist's aggressive attitude, divine rod surprisingly did not flare up on the spot and instead asked a question in reply.

"You really are eloquent!" "Yun Lu, you are not a match for this junior. Come back." Hearing Xiao Yue's words, a trace of annoyance flashed across Young Taoist's face. However, before he could react, the voice of an old Daoist came from behind him.

"Yes, Master!" Young Taoist's gaze towards Xiao Jean was clearly filled with hatred, but he dared not disobey his master's words. Thus, he could only retreat behind the old Daoist.

"At this moment, the old Daoist has already walked in front of Xiao Jean." Xiao Yue, right? poverty-stricken people is Heavenly Master Longhu's Sect Leader Zhang Yuantong, and Zhang Yunhao is my son! " As he said this, Xiao Yue clearly felt the gaze that Liu Tie was looking at him with turn cold.

"So it's Longhu Mountain's Zhang Tianzhi, sorry for the disrespect, poverty-stricken people!" The Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique activated, and without being noticed, Xiao Yue shattered Zhang Yuantong's consciousness that was trying to reach him, but he still pretended to be respectful.

"Xiao Yue, let me ask you: how did my Yun Hao Child die?" Zhang Yuantong's words had a lot more weight than little Taoist, who was called Yun Lu. The moment these words left his mouth, it immediately attracted the attention of many disciples from the surrounding sects.

"Wu Tianqison had explained it before. I don't know about Zhang Yunhao's death. If Zhang Tianzhi really wants to ask, perhaps Brother Wu Tianqi of the Mount Shu knows much more than Wu Tianqison. " Xiao Jean once again pushed everything onto the unlucky Wu Tianqi. After all, they did have the golden signboard of the Mount Shu. Xiao Jean really did not believe that the group of the Longhu Mountain group would dare to provoke the Mount Shu.

"Junior, you dare to show off your scheming in front of poverty-stricken people?" "How reckless!" Heavenly Master Longhu's Sect Leader is not so easy to fool. Without waiting for Xiao Yong to finish speaking, Zhang Yuantong's expression suddenly turned cold. In the next moment, Xiao Shuren felt a mighty force pressing down on his face!

This action caused Xiao Yun's expression to change on the spot. Only the heavens knew how many years this Old Daoist Zhang had cultivated. In this kind of contest between the two of them, the last time Xiao Jean fought with that silver carapace, he suffered greatly. How could he dare to be careless now? However, Xiao Jean had just started to dodge and did not expect the vast and mighty Essence Qi to be so endless. The surrounding ten feet of Xiao Yin had already been locked down by Zhang Yuantong's Essence Qi. How could he dodge?

"Damn it, bullying Dao Lord means my cultivation is not as deep as yours, right? "I, Dao Lord, am not going to believe this!" For the first time ever, Xiao Da Shen Ji's face revealed a look of anger when he was forced to do this by Zhang Yuantong.

In the next moment, Xiao Yong's face suddenly turned dark red, and he immediately roared in anger, "Duo!"

"Hu!" The Three Colored Primordial Flame leaped up and the raging flames went straight for Zhang Yuantong's face. Originally, Xiao Jin did not use it often because the true fire of Sanmo really did seem to be harmful to others. But now, it was surrounded by Zhang Yuantong's deep primeval essence, isn't this the best fuel for the true fire of Sanmo?

The flame was only as long as a finger when it shot out of Xiao Yun's mouth. However, with Zhang Yuantong's supplement in his primeval essence, in an instant, it expanded to a huge fire snake that was half a zhang long!

However, no matter how overbearing the true fire of Sanmo was, Xiao Yue still did not believe that he could injure Heavenly Master Longhu's sect, Sect Leader, with just this alone. However, to be able to embarrass the so-called Zhang Tianzhi, it was enough to calculate the resentment in divine rod's chest.

Just when Xiao Yue was waiting for Old Daoist Zhang to make a fool of himself, he heard a furious roar from behind him, "Evil thief, don't you dare hurt my master!" Immediately following that, the chilling cold nearly made divine rod's hair stand on end!

The moment the true fire of Sanmo was spat out, Daoist Priest Yun Lu, who was originally standing beside Zhang Yuantong, suddenly pulled out his sword and attacked.

"Clang!" Just when the three-foot sword was less than two inches away from the center of Xiao Yue's heart, Daoist Priest Yun Lu's face was filled with joy. Suddenly, a large earthen yellow hand condensed in the air and instantly grabbed onto the blade of Fellow Yun Lu's sword!

"Innate Qi Capture! "Not good, Wu Tie, quickly retreat!" At this moment, Zhang Yuantong had already exterminated Xiao Jean's Samadhi Fire Snake. However, a large part of the old Daoist's snow-white beard had been burnt. However, Zhang Yuantong didn't care about all this. Instead, he shouted at Yun Lu with both anger and shock.

"Crack!" The blade of the sword that was grabbed by the "Innate Qi Capture" instantly shattered. The lazy smile that was originally hanging on divine rod's face had long since disappeared. At this moment, the image of Xiao Shen's evil smile appeared in front of Yun Lu's eyes!