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"Master!"

Seeing this, the other disciples in the hall couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Senior Brother Xuantian, you!"

The six or seven brothers who came to congratulate looked at Xuantian in disbelief.

Kill the teacher!

Xuan Tian held the sword in his hand and looked up at Yi Daoyuan who was right in front of him.

"Why?" Yi Daoyuan's face was extremely gloomy, and he looked at Xuantian with cold eyes.

Xuan Tian said in a deep voice: "For revenge!"

"Revenge!" Yi Daoyuan was in shock.

"What enmity do I have with you as a teacher? You joined Yuyang Xianshan for 8000 years, and my teacher has never treated you badly."

Xuan Tian looked at him, his vicissitudes of eyes were full of complicated emotions.

Indeed, he joined Yuyang Xianshan for 8000 years, and Yi Daoyuan has always valued him very much, regarded him as the most outstanding disciple, and taught him all he had learned.

In terms of master-student relationship, Yi Daoyuan is definitely a qualified master.

However, these 8000 years are unlimited tolerance for Xuan Tian.

For 8000 years, he has been living in hatred.

Some grudges, not to mention 8000 years, even 80,000 years, will not be forgotten, but will be more engraved on the bone.

"Master may not know that this disciple is from the fairyland world!" Xuan Tian said.

"The Immortal World! You are an Ascender!" Yi Daoyuan was shocked and angry.

"That's right, more than 8000 years ago, the disciple ascended from the world of fairy land. It is also the disciple's luck that he escaped the blockade and escaped from Yuyang Xianshan."

"The disciple re-fabricated a new identity for 200 years and joined Yuyang Xianshan, becoming the master's disciple."

"The disciple is grateful to the master for the teaching of these 8000 years, but the disciple can't forget the battle of Zhuxian in the world of fairyland."

"Thousands of years ago, Yuyang Immortal Mountain came to the Immortal Realm and set off a tragic battle. Master should not remember."

Xuan Tian said slowly.

Yi Daoyuan naturally doesn't remember the battle of Zhuxian ten thousand years ago in the fairy world, after all, to him, it was just a very common clearing task in the fairy gate.

"The battle of Zhu Xian caused the disciple to lose all his close relatives, and completely destroyed the disciple's family, leaving only the disciple alive." Xuantian said with a trembling voice.

How can one not avenge the annihilation of the clan.

And for revenge, he has endured for 10,000 years.

Since the end of the Battle of Zhu Xian ten thousand years ago, he has engraved all the hatred deep in his heart.

It took him 2000 years to raise his cultivation to the peak of the Immortal Realm, and he also established the Xuantian Dojo, which is respected by the world as the Xuantian Daoist.

That's right, he is the first generation Daoist of the Xuantian Dojo in the Immortal World.

After ascending into the Immortal Realm, after he learned the power of Yuyang Xianshan, he was not in a hurry to take revenge, because he knew very well that he could not take revenge with his strength at that time.

In order to get revenge, in order to make Yuyang Xianshan pay enough price, he endured for 8000 years.

Although Yi Daoyuan did not come to the fairyland world ten thousand years ago, nor was he the chief culprit of exterminating the clan, but the task of clearing the lower realms was issued by Yi Daoyuan, and it was also the will of the senior officials of Yuyang Xianshan to cut off the journey to immortality from the lower realms.

The revenge he wanted was not to kill a few disciples of Yuyang Xianshan to vent his anger, but to subvert the entire Yuyang Xianshan.

Now that he has broken through the Great Luo Fairyland, although he still cannot completely subvert Yuyang Xianshan, it is still enough to recover some interest.

For example, Yi Daoyuan.

"Master, it is the disciple who failed your expectations!"

Xuan Tian looked at Yi Daoyuan complicatedly.

The 8000-year master-student relationship is not as easy to let go as imagined.

Yi Daoyuan looked at him with the same complicated expression, "Now you still can't kill yourself as a teacher."

"The disciple knows." Taoist Xuantian said.

"So the disciple condensed the source of chaos on this sword."

The source of chaos is a relatively special kind of poison, but it is not actually a poison, because it is not refined from some poisonous plants like other poisons.

The root of the chaotic way is the three thousand kinds of dao, but it is to reverse the yin and yang of the three thousand way, so that it can cut off the practitioner's dao will.

Even the powerhouses in Daluo Wonderland cannot be immune to the damage caused by the source of chaos.

However, it is extremely troublesome to condense the source of chaos. After all, Yin and Yang need to be reversed.

Xuantian has been preparing for this day for thousands of years, so naturally there will be no omissions.

He slowly drew out the long sword in his hand, his old face full of cold killing intent.

"Master, this disciple bid farewell to Master!"

"The day we meet again is the time when the disciple will kill Yuyang Xianshan."

The resolute voice echoed in the hall, and Xuantian's figure disappeared in place, turning into a stream of light and shooting into the vast sky.

Yi Daoyuan suddenly felt weak, and his body stiffened and fell backwards.

"Master!"

Seeing this, the disciples in the hall couldn't help but exclaimed.

Yi Daoyuan can't die yet, after all, he is a strong man in Daluo Wonderland, but the Taoism he has cultivated for tens of thousands of years has been cut off, and most of his cultivation base will be lost.

……

The news that Xuantian killed his master and betrayed Yuyang Xianshan quickly spread.

Even Yuyang Xianshan couldn't cover up such a big scene, not to mention that Yi Daoyuan was seriously injured and couldn't hide it.

In less than a day, the matter spread to Fengyang City, and it also reached Zheng Ming's ears.

However, there is nothing about Xuantian's background in the rumors, only that Xuantian hid in Yuyang Xianshan for 8000 years for revenge.

When Zheng Ming heard about this, he couldn't help sighing: "Forbearance for 8000 years, once he reached the top and killed his teacher, he is really a very ruthless person."

"Di Zun, this person has a grudge against Yuyang Xianshan, maybe we can cooperate with him." Lan Shangyu suggested softly.

"Cooperation!"

Zheng Ming shook his head slightly.

It's just a Yuyang fairy mountain, and if the heavenly court wants to destroy it, it doesn't need to make any effort at all.

As long as Wen Zhong finishes rectifying the allied army, and then directly opens the Nantian Gate to attack, Yuyang Xianshan will be unable to resist at all.

However, Zheng Ming is somewhat interested in Xuan Tian, ​​he would like to meet such a person.

Thinking of this, Zheng Ming closed his eyes slightly, his soul connected to the source of the Dao, and his consciousness suddenly spread.

In an instant, everything within the range of thousands of miles around was presented in his heart.

No breath can escape his divine sense.

"It should be him!"

Zheng Ming smiled slightly and said, "You guys stay here first, I will come back when I go."

After speaking, his figure disappeared in place.

……

In a desolate mountain, in a dark cave.

Xuan Tian was sitting cross-legged on a piece of cold jade to stabilize his cultivation.

This place is a place of hermitage that he has arranged long ago. Not only is it located in a remote place, but a large array of heaven and earth has been arranged around it to conceal the aura.

As long as Da Luo Wonderland didn't come in person, ordinary cultivators would not be able to find him at all.

But this large formation is of no use to Zheng Ming.

Suddenly, Zheng Ming's figure appeared in the cave.

Xuan Tian immediately became alert.

He jumped up suddenly, looking at the stranger who suddenly appeared in front of him with sharp eyes.

"Who are you?"

"Xuantian Xianzun!" Zheng Ming looked at him with a smile.

As soon as these words came out, Xuantian's expression became more nervous.

"Don't be nervous, I'm not from Yuyang Xianshan." Zheng Ming said with a smile.

"I! The Emperor!"

Xuan Tian stared at Zheng Ming, not daring to relax at all.

At this moment, he was full of apprehension and shock, because he couldn't see Zheng Ming's aura, and couldn't even sense Zheng Ming's aura.

"I am the Emperor of Heaven! Well, you probably haven't heard of it, but I have a bit of a grudge with Yuyang Xianshan, and I am preparing to settle old accounts with Yuyang Xianshan recently. Hehe, I just heard about you, so I came to see you You." Zheng Ming smiled.

Seeing Xuantian's nervous look, Zheng Ming stretched out his hand and took out a set of tables and chairs.

"Sit down and talk!"

Xuan Tian narrowed his eyes slightly, and slowly sat opposite Zheng Ming.

"You said you were the Heavenly Emperor!"

Zheng Ming took out another pot of spiritual tea and poured a cup for Xuan Tian.

"That's right." He nodded slightly.

A strange light flashed in Xuantian's eyes, and he said, "What does the Heavenly Court have to do with the Heavenly Court in the Immortal World?"

Zheng Ming was slightly surprised, and said, "I am from the fairyland world."

"Impossible, how can there be someone like you in the fairyland world." Xuan Tian said in disbelief.

Now Zheng Ming was even more surprised, "You know the world of fairyland very well."

Xuantian said: "That's right, because I'm an ascendant in the fairyland world."

Zheng Ming was stunned for a moment.

The Ascender of the Fairyland World!
"Xuantian Daoist!"

Dao Zun is not a simple title. In the fairy world, no one dares to call himself Dao Zun. Even the Supreme Being of Saint Realm is only called Sheng Zun.

That is to say, in the lower realms, people who don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth dare to call themselves Daoist.

"You know me?" Xuan Tian was full of doubts.

The corners of Zheng Ming's mouth twitched slightly, he really didn't expect that the Xuantian in front of him was the Taoist Xuantian of the Immortal World.

"Not only do I know about you, but I also know about Xuantian Dojo. Well, now that Xuantian Daoist has joined the Heavenly Court, this generation of Xuantian Daoist is still a servant of the Heavenly Court."

In this case, Xuantian naturally wouldn't believe it.

The reason why he knew Tianting was because Yuyang Xianshan lost two consecutive battles in the world of Xiandi because of Tianting.

At that time, Yi Daoyuan knew about Tianting, so Xuantian naturally knew about Tianting.

But he didn't believe that Zheng Ming in front of him came from the fairyland world.

Seeing that he was still in disbelief, Zheng Ming scratched his head.

How can this be explained?

After thinking about it, he said, "Just wait a moment."

After that, he disappeared into the cave.

But after a while, he came back again, but there were two more people beside him.

Xuanmiao and Xuanqing.

Xuan Miao, the third generation Daoist of the Xuantian Dojo in the Immortal World, is now the Holy God of Jinguang, the righteous god of the Thunder Department of the Heavenly Court.

Xuan Qing, the sixth generation Daoist of the Xuantian Dojo in the Immortal World, is now the true emperor of Xuantian Quande Puhua in the Heavenly Court.

At this time, Xuan Miao and Xuan Qing were full of doubts, they didn't understand why Zheng Ming suddenly found them and brought them here.

But as soon as they appeared, Xuan Tian became excited.

Especially when he saw Xuan Qing, his face was full of excitement and shock.

Because the kung fu practiced by Xuanqing is a kung fu created by himself, which is the unique inheritance of Xuantian Dojo.

"This is Xuan Miao, the third generation Daoist of Xuantian Taoist Temple, and this is Xuan Qing, the sixth generation Daoist."

"This is Xuantian Immortal Venerable!"

Zheng Ming introduced the three of them.

Xuan Miao and Xuan Qing looked confused, although they are descendants of Xuantian Daoist, they have never seen the real Xuantian Daoist.

"Master!"

Xuan Qing said with some uncertainty.

"That's right! It's the old man!" Xuan Tian replied.

If there is anything in this world that is worthy of his concern, then only Xuantian Dojo is left.

After all, Xuantian Taoist Temple was established by him, has his inheritance, and his disciples.

"It's really the master!" Xuan Qing and Xuan Miao looked at Zheng Ming in disbelief.

Zheng Ming smiled and nodded.

Then there was a large-scale ancestor recognition scene.

Zheng Ming didn't disturb the three of them, but just watched them quietly.