Reincarnation simulation: I can change my life against the sky

Chapter 32 Drinking out of Guan Kunlun in one go!

"Is this the disciple of your Yueshan Sect?"

"What a great prestige!"

"If you don't ask indiscriminately, you will use force to make people submit. Those who know it will know that you are a famous sect, but those who don't know it will think you are a group of hooligans!"

"It's really turning black and white!"

There was anger on the face of the purple-clothed Taoist, obviously agitated.

Practicing on Qingcheng Mountain all the year round, sleeping in the open air, although Zhao Zhenzhen has a free and easy temperament and is eclectic, he is extremely noble in his bones.

This kind of behavior of these gatekeeper disciples undoubtedly disgusted him so much that he didn't even have a good impression of this sect.

Looking at the leopard from the inside, even if ordinary disciples are so domineering, what kind of temperament should the elders of the sect have?

Know it at a glance.

Lifting his arms back, holding the wooden sword hilt, the Taoist stepped forward, looking at the disciples of the Yueshan School who were staring at him with a blank expression on his face.

"Monk Zhenru, I'm sorry this time, I got you involved first."

"At first, I thought, Xiaodao, I was just joining in with you this time, but looking at the current situation, it turned out that I came to pick the Yueshan faction."

"It's no wonder that when I came to this mountain gate, I suddenly had a sudden whim. This is the reason."

Shaking his head, holding the wooden sword hilt, Zhao Zhenzhen sighed helplessly.

"What's so embarrassing?"

"It's not called handing over the greeting card, so it's simply posted directly at the mountain gate."

"It's all about sooner or later."

Ji Qiu smiled slightly, and didn't care that he had suffered such an indiscriminate disaster.

The fact that the Yueshan faction held a martial arts conference was indeed a proof of their prestige in the Jianghu, and along the way, Ji Qiu had long heard of the prestige of the Three Great Heroes of Taiyue, and it could be regarded as thunderous in the vast Jianghu.

But what?

The disciples under the sect are domineering so far, and Yan Heng, one of the Three Heroes, secretly manipulates the Yanyun Mountain bandits to destroy Lin's family!

Can such behavior be called a hero?
Taking a deep breath, the young monk didn't wait for an answer, he opened his mouth solemnly, let out a long roar, and said:
"Xuankong Temple Zhenru, I heard that there is a martial arts conference held in Yueshan, so I come here to pay homage to the mountain!"

As soon as it was handed out, the birds in the mountains and forests were all startled.

Ji Qiu used his spiritual energy to transmit the sound for several miles, like thunder rolling, it shook the sky, shaking the foot of the huge mountain and the climber staggeringly, with a look of shock on their faces.

"The handsome way of true energy is so long, like the sound of thunder from tigers and leopards, where is the master of martial arts coming?!"

Some people in the rivers and lakes covered their ears and couldn't help losing their voices.

At the foot of the mountain, attracted by the silence, watching Ji Qiu and Zhao Zhenzhen from a distance, the martial arts people who were stopped by the Yueshan sect, whispered to each other:

"What a young monk, Xuankong Temple? Is it the number one Zen sect in martial arts that once flourished and was known as one hundred and eight monasteries all over the world!"

"I didn't expect that after nearly a hundred years, another martial arts legend was born. I heard that Yueshan had a big enmity with Xuankong Temple back then, and now this monk is so blatant. It's a good show!"

"On the occasion of the Martial Arts Conference, there are martial arts masters knocking on the mountain. Those gatekeeper disciples of Yueshan don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, so they are really blind!"

Don't talk about these gossips.

Only after Ji Qiu shouted loudly, the circle of disciples of the Yueshan Sect's gatekeepers turned pale with fright.

"Martial arts innate?!"

A breath of true energy pierces through Kunlun!

This kind of courage, first-class martial arts masters can't do it at all!
Many disciples retreated again and again after being shaken by a long howl. After regaining consciousness, their brows turned pale, and after looking at each other, they threw away the swords in their hands and ran towards the mountain gate behind.

They also realized at this time that they had caused a catastrophe.

That is a martial arts innate, a great master known as a generation of masters in the Jianghu, but he was so frivolously spoken by himself and others.

If the head of the sect and the elders find out, no matter what happens, I and others will not be able to escape punishment!
"Quick, hurry up and invite the sect master and the two chief elders!"

"There is a thief monk from the Xuankong Temple, who is going to step on my mountain!"

Many disciples panicked and scattered away.

Zhao Zhenzhen, who was about to make a move, saw that Ji Qiu on one side was not sloppy, and he let out a long roar with all kinds of arrogance, but he looked directly at the hundreds of feet of mountains and mountains, and his affection increased for a while, and he praised:
"The monk is so majestic!"

"But since I provoked the incident, how can I ask you to bear this disaster?"

"Martial arts conference, no matter how many masters there are in this big Yueshan, Xiaodao will be picked with you today!"

"Just entered the rivers and lakes, and can cause such a storm, it should be clear!"

The purple-clothed Taoist laughed, then shook the hilt of the sword in his hand, stretched his sleeves and groaned softly, and with only one hand the sword formula 'Autumn Wind Falls', he saw the wooden sword turn into a rainbow, move and flicker, and smashed the ten people who had fled in a hurry behind him. Count Yueshan's disciples, all knocked down to the ground!
In an instant, howls sounded one after another!
Afterwards, the Taoist rode the wind, dressed in purple clothes like thunder, and imitated Ji Qiu's actions just now, took a deep breath at the foot of the mountain, and screamed:
"Tianshi Dao Zhao Zhenzhen, Dao Yueshan is unfair, and his disciples are domineering. He is not worthy of being a martial arts school and holding a grand event!"

"Today, I will come to worship the mountain with my friends!"

For a moment, the sound was like a bell, spreading all over the world, not inferior to just now!

"Another Martial Arts Innate, Contemporary Grandmaster?!"

"What is the number of monks and monks? Xuankong Temple and Tianshi Dao. These two sects have a long history and have declined until now. Is it possible that they will revive again?"

"Hey, this young Taoist is not a good stubble either. In a fit of rage, the young man directly pointed out that the Yueshan sect is unfair. Isn't such an act just like poking his nose directly in front of the mountain gate?"

"If this is true, the reputation of the Yueshan School for nearly a hundred years will be wiped out!"

A wave of unrest, a wave of up again.

The crowd of onlookers around thought that the young monk had the strength of a martial arts master, which was outrageous enough.

But no one expected that the young Taoist in purple clothes was hiding everything!
"Now, the Yueshan faction's martial arts conference will be uneasy."

I don't know who was amazed, mixed with a murmur.

Then, everyone agreed to see the final outcome of this farce.

How many years have there been such explosive news from Jianghu?

One monk and one monk, all young masters, went to the gate of Yueshan without saying a word, and wanted to pick the Yueshan sect who was about to hold a martial arts conference!
No matter what the result is this time, it will only be a week at most, and the rumors compiled by Bai Xiaosheng must have a rich and colorful stroke, and spread all over the country.

At this time, on the mountain.

Yan Heng, the master of Yueshan Sect, who was greeting many martial arts veterans with smiles and chatting with them, frowned when he heard the roar of mountains and tsunami outside.

And when Ji Qiu and Zhao Huan really paid homage to the mountains and shouted, one after the other, the shouts made his originally bright smiling face completely sink!

Bang!
The porcelain cup in his hand was crushed and turned into powder.

Yan Heng stood up and scolded angrily:

"Where is Xiao Xiaoxiao, who dares to offend Yueshan at this grand meeting?!"

(End of this chapter)