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From Zhu Yun's point of view, although this Xiao Imperial Daoist in front of him had some strength, Qingcheng Sect was a great sect with a profound strength that could be counted as one of the thousand years old. Under his repeated invitations, it was time for Xiao Yue to be tactful.

However, before Zhu Yun's thought could leave his mind, he saw Xiao Jean had suddenly turned and said to Zhu Yun, "Limitless Heavenly Sovereign, poverty-stricken people was originally just a mere rogue cultivator, he does not deserve to be so doting! If Qingcheng Sect doesn't mind, in the future, if there is anything that poverty-stricken people can help with, she will try her best to do so. It's just that poverty-stricken people still has some urgent matters to attend to today, so Xiao Yun will make sure to personally pay a visit to Elder Zhu in the Qingcheng Mountain in the middle of the Sichuan Province in the future.

Just as Xiao Yue finished speaking, without waiting for Zhu Yun to speak again, divine rod suddenly raised his True Essence and immediately executed the "Soaring Land Technique" ability. In the next moment, Xiao Jean's figure had already completely disappeared from Dwarf Zhu Yun's sight!

"This junior, how can he not know what's good for him!" Dwarf Zhu Yun was immediately flustered and exasperated as he cursed in the direction of Xiao Jean's departure.

"Isn't that Clan Elder Zhu Yun from Qingcheng Sect? Who was it that dared to provoke Qingcheng Sect after having eaten the heart of a leopard? " Right at this time, the eerie voice of Longhu Mountains and Sect Leader suddenly came out from behind Zhu Yun. If it was in the past, Longhu Mountains would never dare to offend Qingcheng Sect. It's just that this time was different from the past. Not only was the Azure-purple swords reappearing in the world again, even the previous generation's ancestor, Yan Chixia, had appeared. Mount Shu and Qingcheng had always been at odds with each other, but now that the Mount Shu was powerful and prosperous, it was inevitable. In the future, things would not be easy for the Qingcheng Sect.

With this turn of events, Zhang Yuantong immediately changed from the respectful attitude he had towards the Dwarf Zhu Yun, and his tone also contained a sense of ridicule.

"Zhang Yuantong, you don't have the right to talk about the matter of my Qingcheng's Dwarf Zhu, do you?" Zhu Yun was still an elder of the Qingcheng Sect after all, so how could he possibly be angry?

"Alright, alright, alright, alright. I'll just take it as poverty-stricken people talking too much!" Seeing that Zhu Yun was truly enraged, Zhang Yuantong felt that he was not a match for the shorty, hence he changed the topic.

"Humph!" Zhang Yuantong gave in. Only then did Dwarf Zhu Yun let out a heavy snort, and ignored him, continuing to chase after Qingcheng Sect's large group.

"Master, this shorty is clearly going too far. How can you still endure such words!" At this time, little Taoist Zhang Yunlu who was beside Zhang Yuantong could not help but interrupt and ask.

Hearing his words, Zhang Yuantong suddenly turned his head and fiercely glared at Zhang Yunlu, immediately scaring Zhang Yunlu into shrinking his neck, "What do you know!? Although the Mount Shu had more power now, the Qingcheng would definitely be suppressed. But, no matter what, the Qingcheng is still Daoist Chang Mei's rule, if our Longhu Mountains really has a dispute with him, it will be hard to guarantee that the Mount Shu Faction will not help us! "

Zhang Yuantong was extremely clear of the thousand year old sect's dealings with each other. Don't look at how the Mount Shu and the Qingcheng don't agree with each other, the two families were both teachings of Daoist Chang Mei, and their relationship was at least better than her own Longhu s. Furthermore, the current Mount Shu was in the hands of a Azure-purple swords, and he also had the support of an old and immortal but extremely strong Yan Chixia … Thinking about it, Zhang Yuantong could not help but shiver, but he did not dare to continue his train of thoughts.

Seeing the change in his master's expression, how could Zhang Yunlu dare to speak carelessly? However, he didn't expect Zhang Yuantong to silently walk a few steps before he suddenly turned around and asked: "Yun Lu, do you think your Senior Brother Yun Hao was harmed by Xiao Budian?"

"Ah, this …" Hearing his master's sudden question, Zhang Yunlu's expression became anxious, but he did not know how to reply. Originally, when this Zhang Yunlu heard the words that Martial Uncle Zhang Yuanyi had brought back, in order to curry favor with his master, he brazenly stopped Xiao Yong from leaving. Just thinking of the scene of Xiao Jean grabbing his beloved treasure sword and shattering it, Zhang Yunlu's hair stood on end! If it was in the past, Zhang Yunlu would definitely echo his Master's words, and would definitely make that fellow pay with his life. But now … For a moment, Zhang Yunlu only stuttered, but didn't dare to say those words that slandered Xiao Chang.

"Forget it, even if you didn't say it, I would have known." It's just that I pity your Senior Brother Yun Hao … " Thinking about how his beloved son had died, Zhang Yuantong's mouth suddenly turned bitter. Regret surfaced in his heart, "Ah, how did I agree to let Yun Hao that child go down the mountain …."

The master and disciple both had their own thoughts, and before they knew it, they had already distanced themselves from the other sects. The Longhu Mountains was located within the borders of Jiangxi Province, so it was not wrong for Master and disciple to have been here all along. After travelling for more than half a day, they had arrived in front of a large mountain. Once they crossed this mountain, they would be considered to have left the territory of Sichuan Province.

"Yun Lu, I'm a little tired from rushing all the way here. Let's rest in the forest up ahead for a while!" After all, Zhang Yuantong was old, and he also felt the pain of losing his son. No matter how high his cultivation base was, he couldn't help but feel a wave of disappointment along the way.

With master's instructions, Zhang Yunlu naturally did not dare to slight them. Zhang Yunlu rushed in front of a huge tree 5 metres away, and placed the ephedra mat under the tree, "Master, please sit!"

Zhang Yuantong nodded his head, without saying much, he sat down on the mat and closed his eyes to meditate. But right when Zhang Yuantong had just closed his eyes, he heard a sudden burst of cold laughter from behind him: "This old forest in the mountains, Zhang Tianzhi does have this kind of leisure!"

"Who is it?" Zhang Yunlu, who was always by Zhang Yuantong's side, coldly laughed. little Taoist anxiously shouted from behind the big tree.

"It has been such a short time, and this Fellow Daoists Yun Lu doesn't recognize you?" Behind the large tree, Xiao Lei said to Zhang Yunlu while looking at him with a smile that was not a smile.

"It's you?" Seeing the appearance of the man, Zhang Yunlu subconsciously took two steps back. It was obvious that the ability of "Innate Qi Capture" that Xiao Shen had used had already left an unerasable shadow in the little Taoist's heart.

It turned out that on the golden peak of Emei, Xiao Jean already had the intention to kill the Zhang Tianzhi. After all, he was very clear on how Zhang Yunfei and her had died. Rather than one day, when this group of Longhu Mountains's Daoists find concrete evidence, it would be better for him to make the first move and gain the upper hand, eliminating all future troubles from it!

Xiao Yong's actions were always true. Since he had this idea, how could he have the time to argue with Dwarf Zhu Yun? Coincidentally, at that time, Zhang Yuantong and her disciple had fallen behind Xiao Jean and Zhu Yun. divine rod was instantly suspicious and used the excuse to leave the Dwarf Zhu Yun, just in order to get to the forest and wait for Zhang Yuantong and her disciples.

"Junior, how dare you!" Until this moment, Zhang Yuantong's tightly shut eyes suddenly opened wide, and two rays of bright light shot straight towards Xiao Nan.

"How dare you? Why doesn't poverty-stricken people feel it himself? " Xiao Yue had an evil smile on his face as he stared back at Zhang Yuantong and said this.

Hearing Xiao Bu Dian's words, Zhang Yuantong suddenly stood up, "Junior, why did you hide in the forest first?" Zhang Yuantong was always in trouble, and since he was at the Emei Golden Summit, he wanted to kill Xiao Budian. Seeing Xiao Yue appear at this time, Zhang Yuantong naturally did not think that it was just a coincidence.

"As for poverty-stricken people, there has always been a rule: When others bite me, poverty-stricken people will never bite back …" As he spoke till here, Xiao Jin's voice suddenly paused, "poverty-stricken people will only take his life!"

Just as he finished speaking, he saw the Right Hand suddenly explode, "Zhang's son, you try receiving poverty-stricken people's' palmar thunder 'as well!" In the time it took for a spark to fly off of a piece of flint, Xiao Yue's right palm smashed straight towards Zhang Yuantong's chest.

But facing this sudden turn of events, Zhang Yuantong laughed coldly, "Junior, you are courting death!" With Zhang Yuantong's cultivation, how could he be afraid of this junior? While he was speaking, Zhang Yuantong had already drawn the seal on his right palm. The same palmar thunder rushed towards Xiao Yong's right palm!

"Crack!" When the two palms met, Xiao Shen, with his cultivation level, naturally wouldn't be able to compete with this old fellow. divine rod's body instantly retreated three steps back, and staggered a bit. However, Xiao Jean, who had been injured, was not angry. Instead, he was happy!

Zhang Yuantong's palm strike sent Xiao Jean flying, but the old Daoist suddenly shivered. First, he felt a sharp pain on his palm, and then, he felt a bone-piercing chill go straight to the meridians around his body through the palm of the Right Hand. "Junior, how dare you play tricks on me!" When Zhang Yuantong retracted his Right Hand to look, he saw a drop of blood oozing out from the center of his palm. Although he did not understand what was going on, Zhang Yuantong knew that he must have been set up by this junior!