Apprentice the four-eyed Taoist master

Chapter 632

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“Zun Sheng, this deity is here to watch the battle, not to fight with you.”

“Amitābha, the donor has been living in seclusion in the west for many years, Kunlun does not ask about the world, why did he come out this time?”

“Haha, are you out of the mountain differently? Could it be that your Buddhism people can walk in the world at will, but my magic door can’t do it?”

“The old monk has no intention of this. It’s just that the people of the magic door have always been perverse, reckless, and committed endless killings. The old monk has to be wary of one or two.”

“Although there are scum in my magic door, you have a lot of buddhism. But I am too lazy to talk to you. This time I am out of the mountain just to watch the battle. You don’t have to worry about it.”

Having said that, the Wanzhang Golem disappeared abruptly as a dream bubble.

The black clouds gradually converged, revealing a dozen figures.

“It’s actually him?”

“Do you know Xiangu Yan?”

Yan Yingmu, dressed in a purple palace costume, nodded.

“I have heard from Kunlun’s fellow daoist once said that there are several evil sect masters living in seclusion in West Kunlun, among which the highest one in the Cultivation Base is called the’Sand God Boy’. This person, like the real man of Bliss, Li senior, is also a boy. No. It was this person who had the accident.”

Yi Zhou nodded slowly.

“It’s really rare for this person to compete with Zen Master Zun Sheng, who has a high Cultivation Base.”

A middle-aged layman wearing a red Magical Robe was sitting beside them.

“Who are next to you, do you know fellow daoist Yan?”

Yan Yingmu nodded and said: “If I guessed right, the one wearing a red Dao robe and rusted Lotus flower is the ancestor of the West Kunlun Red Lotus.”

“The one-armed monk with an iron hoop on his head and a face full of flesh is the one who escaped from the hands of the real man with long eyebrows, but was cut off by half of his arm by the real man. This man is also the brother of Jiupanpo, who is magical. ”

“The last one wearing a black Magical Robe and holding a jade Ruyi Scepter is the ‘Boss Boss’.”

“These four people are in the West Pole, and they are called the “West Kunlun Four Sages” by the local practitioners. In fact, they are all capable of the two ways of demons. Especially the sand god boy and the star monster, although the reputation is not as good as the red lotus ancestor He Chuanxin monk, but a strong person with a real strength or above should not be humiliated.”

“I never thought there was such a strong man in Kunlun in the west.” The middle-aged cultivator in the red robe sighed.

“The little male fellow daoist has lived overseas for a long time, and he is devoted to cultivating. It is no surprise that he doesn’t understand the situation in the western polar region. Moreover, these demon powers have not been in the world for hundreds of years, and the world knows very little.” Yan Yingmu said. .

Tianganshan young man nodded slightly.

As time gets closer and closer, more and more cultivators from the spiritual world are coming. Even many people who have not been born for many years have come to Zhongnan Mountain.

The turmoil caused by the comparison of swords between Chongshan and Emei factions finally turned into a huge wave.

Day by day, more and more discussions filled the crowd.

“Why haven’t the people from Chongshan Academy come?” Zhu Mei, standing on the Emei Golden Boat, frowned.

They have been here in Emei for almost half a month, and the experts of all factions around watching the battle have also been waiting here. But this time, the other protagonist of Bijian hasn’t appeared for a long time.

“Maybe it was delayed because of something?” Drunk Daoist hesitated.

“What can be more important than the sword than the two factions?” Bai Gu Yi said.

“Senior Brother Qi, you said that the people from Chongshan Academy didn’t take the opportunity of our trip to Zhongnanshan to go to Ningbiya, right?”

“This is impossible.” Wanli Feihong Tong Yuanqi said.

“At any rate, the real person Chongshan is also a senior who has been well-known in the spiritual world for many years. It is impossible to see this kind of rogue activity.”

“Huh, people’s hearts are separated by their belly, maybe this is possible.” Zhu Mei said.

Qi Shuming frowned, after thinking for a moment.

“Don’t guess, Ningbiya is protected by the two-level dust formation, and Jian Bingru and Master Yizhen preside over it. Even if Xu Junming is there, it will be difficult to break open.”

Everyone nodded slowly. During this period of time, they were not only taking the spirit pill to strengthen the Cultivation Base, but also getting acquainted with the ‘Liangyi Dust Array’ of the Emei Town faction.

Very clear about the tyranny of this big formation.

Not to mention Xu Junming, even a strong Golden Immortal can hardly break it in a short time.

“Wait, there are still two days left anyway. If the time is up and the people from Chongshan Academy have not appeared, then they will be the ones who are ashamed of all.”

“At that time, it will save us a shot.”

This competition was originally intended to combat the reputation of Chongshan Academy and to maintain the position of the Emei School as the protagonist of the catastrophe in the minds of the practitioners.

If it is a soldier who can succumb to others without fighting, it is naturally the best.

In the anxious waiting, the day’s time slowly passed.

For all the cultivators present, Closed Door Training used to be months, years, even decades, hundreds of years.

But just one day now makes them feel so long.

When the morning sun of the next day slowly rises from the east, golden red brilliance spreads over the earth. The whole sky is still light, without any Spiritual Qi fluctuations.

Looking at the azure blue, cloudless sky, the mountains stretched to the horizon of Zhongnan Mountain, many cultivators with hot tempers have already scolded.

“Damn Chongshan Academy, I didn’t dare to come out to compete with swords, so why agree. The damaging daddy rushed here from the East China Sea.”

“Isn’t Chongshan True Monarch the world’s first repairman who claimed to have suppressed the three holy monks Zunsheng, Tianmeng, and Baimei? How come the disciples are all brave people!”…

As the sun rises to the sky, those who have entered the fairyland also become anxious.

“Li senior, didn’t you make good friends with people in Chongshan? Why haven’t they shown up yet? Is it really like others said, they are scared?”

Asked Lu Xun, a real Jiangyun wearing a blue Taoist robe.

Next to him, the Master Tianchi, the ancestor of the empty space, the Daoist Gongye Huang who later joined Daoist, and the Shenjun Shaoyang of Moqiu Palace on Lizhu Island in the South China Sea, all turned their heads and looked over.

Li Jingxu’s face is still the same as before.

It seems that he is not worried about whether Chongshan Academy will be able to attend the appointment.

“Wait, I think they should be coming soon.”

Lu Xun was about to speak when suddenly a strange noise came.

A smile appeared on Li Jingxu’s face.

“coming.”

Not only him, but those who are excellent at Cultivation Base also found the people.

In an instant, a burst of swords roared from far to near.

Soon, everyone saw two amazing Sword Rays, flying fast and flying from the east.

The speed is as fast as teleportation.

A moment ago, everyone just heard the sound, and the next moment came before our eyes.

After the sword roar that seemed to tear the world and the earth ceased, two young men wearing Azure Taoist robe and carrying sword boxes on their backs were revealed.

The one on the left is slightly taller and handsome, but with a slightly indifferent look; the one on the right wears a jade crown, is younger, with red lips and white teeth, and is also a handsome young man.

Being watched by thousands of cultivators, the two of them looked as usual without showing the slightest timidity.

Anyone who sees it must praise it so courageous!

After quickly sweeping around, the indifferent youth saluted the cupped hands of the golden boat.

“Zhuge Liuyun and his younger brother Pang Xian, three generations of the descendants of Chongshan Academy, met the head teacher of Miaoyi, a real person of the Emei school.”

Pang Xian also bent over to salute with his senior brother.

“He is Zhuge Liuyun, the first disciple of the three generations of Chongshan Academy, the’Dragon Sword Saint’?”

“It’s him. It is rumored that this person has already proven Earth Immortals, and now it seems to be true. The Sword Qi is too strong.”

Zhuge Liuyun wandered through the world of Shushan, killing or capturing hundreds of demons and monsters, and he was famous in the Central Plains.

Qi Shuming came out more and more, he and Zhuge Liuyun’s peers, of course, should also be called fellow daoist.

“Zhuge fellow daoist, what about the head of the Chongshan school? Why are you only two of your fellow daoist here?”

“Master Master said that Bijian is the business of our three generations of disciples, so he won’t participate. Otherwise, you will lose. Besides, his old man is secretly acting as a ghost to bully the younger.”

Qi Shuming frowned instantly.

Chongshan True Monarch Xu Junming is so famous, he didn’t dare to lie, so he didn’t say more.

“The two Masters, hasn’t Sword Saint Yan Chixia come either?”

“Ha ha…!”

A long laugh, suddenly came!

Zunsheng, Tianmeng, Zhigong, Sand God Boy, Giant Wood God King, Li Jingxu, and Old Monster Stars all moved at the same time.

With their Divine Sense, there is no sign of anyone here?

“Come, here, isn’t it still too late?”

A stream of light that was so fast that Divine Sense could not detect it, as if breaking through the limitation of space, came into the field in an instant.

Sword Ray dissipated, and a swordsman with a tall stature and a big beard, wearing a gray cloth robe, carrying a sword case on his back, and a big beard, appeared in the eyes of everyone.

“Disciple see Master.”

Zhuge Liuyun and Pang Xian hurriedly bowed to salute.

“Good apprentice, get up quickly.”

After waving the two of them to get up, Yan Chixia’s eyes quickly swept across the surrounding mountains and mid-air.

“Unexpectedly, there were so many fellow daoist here today. I’m sorry to have you all waiting for me at Chongshan Academy.”

“True fairy!”

All those who have entered the fairyland at Cultivation Base can clearly feel the vastness of Yan Chixia’s body, the sharp Sword Qi that is as deep as the deep sea.

That is definitely the cultivator of advanced real immortals, which has the breath.

Of course, those who have advanced to the real fairy like Zunsheng, Tianmeng, Zhigong, Sand God Boy, Giant Wood God King, Li Jingxu, and Old Monster of Stars, feel more clearly.

“Is this person really just the second-generation disciple of Chongshan Academy?”

Zen Master Zhigong spreads the message.

Tianmeng nodded.

“This person Dao name’Zhahan Sword Saint’ is the fourth disciple of Xu Junming’s head teacher of Chongshan Academy! It is only rumored that he is only Earth Immortals late stage, somehow he became a true fairy middle stage?!”

Tianmeng’s tone was full of doubts.

But Li Jingxu secretly said ‘Sure enough’ in his eyes.

Zhuge Wolong advanced to the real fairy, and Yan Chixia, who was stronger than him, was naturally no exception.

And it’s still a real fairy middle stage, Cultivation Base is stronger than himself!

“Why don’t I worship Chongshan’s gate too?”

This thought came out of my heart unconsciously.

But soon he laughed and shook his head.

Anyway, he is also a great power who respects Dao ancestors, and he is really embarrassed to worship others and be controlled and driven by others.

“Qi Shuming pays homage to Yan senior.”

Since he considers himself Emei’s third-generation disciple, Yan Chixia is his elder, guarding so many people, of course the etiquette must be done.

“You are Welcome.”

Yan Chixia shook her right hand casually.

After Qi Shuming nodded, his eyes moved down.