Chapter 774: The Wrath of the 12 Sects in Yunshan

Is it that great?

Seeing the confused look on everyone's face, Wu Wu timidly said, "Everyone is telling the truth."

As for the people present, who knows the most about Motian Pavilion, none other than Meng Changdong. When Feixingzhai was in Feixingzhai, most of the news from Tianwu Academy was to be sent to Feixingzhai at the same time. Three hundred years ago, Feixingzhai cooperated closely with Tianwu Academy. Jiang Wenxu, as the first group of cultivators to go to the Golden Lotus Realm, Meng Changdong watched them all.

Meng Changdong looked at Wu Wu and said:

"Is there a mistake? Motian Pavilion is very famous in the Golden Lotus world, and there are many people pretending to be."

Xia Changqiu said speechlessly, "Are you saying that Senior Lu is pretending to be the Demon Pavilion?"

"No no no..." Meng Changdong suddenly realized that he was wrong and waved his hands again and again.

With Luzhou's current strength and cultivation, why should the two masters of the nine leaves impersonate others?

Ji Fengxing explained: "It's not obvious, it's called low-key... This is Red Lotus, Jinlian's people are here, it's good not to be beaten by the group."

When this is said.

The crowd felt chills down their spines.

Because... the people present are all red lotus practitioners. Now you have to cooperate with the big devil in the Golden Lotus world. Isn't this "seeking skin with a tiger"? No one knows whether this choice is right or not. In the face of life and death, they can only grit their teeth and move forward step by step.

Sikong Beichen said indifferently: "I have witnessed Brother Lu's Honglian Dharma body with my own eyes. How do you explain this?"

Ji Fengxing was stunned, not knowing how to answer.

Xia Changqiu responded in a humble manner, "Just now... Didn't Senior Lu release Lan Lian?"

The crowd fell into contemplation.

"I don't think everyone needs to think too much... If Senior Lu is really a heinous person, how can he look down on my Qianliuguan?" Xia Changqiu smiled heartily, seeing everyone looking at him, his heart warmed and opened up. The voice said, "To be honest, I know that many people look down on me and look down on Qianliuguan... I, Xia Changqiu, have no skills, and my cultivation is not high. But as long as Qianliuguan can survive, I can do anything... I, you have to understand what you want.

"See the truth in the details. I remember that when Senior Lu visited Qianliuguan for the first time, Ji Fengxing sacrificed his life to protect Yu Shangrong.

That is, Senior Lu's second apprentice. Senior Lu saw Zhongji Fengxing and wanted to admit him to the Motian Pavilion. Ladies and gentlemen, I am a dull person. With Ji Fengxing's talent and roots, why should he accept him?

"Why?"

The hall was quiet.

Even Sikong Beichen, the ten-leaf master who shook the world, nodded slightly, his eyes fell to the ground, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Meng Changdong was a little embarrassed when he recalled what Lu Zhou said...

If such a character is really heinous and has no personality charm, how can the masters be willing to sacrifice their lives?

Xia Changqiu continued:

"The situation is now clear, and you must already have a certain idea in your heart. Once you have decided on the direction, don't hesitate... In this world, there is no medicine for regret.

"If it wasn't for the fear that Senior Lu would dislike it, I would rather dismantle Feixing Zhai and join the Motian Pavilion.

"Besides Senior Lu, you and I, there is no other choice."

What Xia Changqiu said was naturally what the Nine Layers Hall had in mind.

The crowd nodded.

Meng Changdong suddenly remembered something, looked at Ji Fengxing and asked, "Are those two Jiuye senior Lu's apprentices?"

Ji Fengxing nodded and said:

"The eldest apprentice of Motian Pavilion, Yu Zhenghai, holds a barren-level jasper sword. He has just entered Jiuye. He is good at swordsmanship. Flatten the four seas and Kyushu."

Yao Qingquan looked embarrassed, turned his head and said, "Hall Master, it is this person who severely damaged Kong Lu."

After all, Kong Lu was the elder of the Jiuzhong Temple. When Yu Zhenghai first approached the red lotus, the two had an argument and had a fight. However, Kong Lu had already been killed by Sikong Beichen, and there was no way to mention it. This just proves Yu Zhenghai's strength.

"The second apprentice of Motian Pavilion, Yu Shangrong, holds the Tianjie Longevity Sword with nine leaves. He is good at swordsmanship. The sword is like rain, and it is continuous. I heard that there is no one he can't kill."

Both Sikong Beichen and Yao Qingquan had witnessed Yu Shangrong's kendo with their own eyes.

"His swordsmanship is indeed unparalleled."

If Sikong Beichen praised him, who would dare to disagree?

Meng Changdong swallowed his saliva and said, "It's no wonder that when Qianliuguan was encircled and suppressed, the cultivation level of these two people was so terrible. Xie Xuan, the master of the twelve sects of Yunshan, is not an opponent at all."

Zhao Jianghe said:

"Cultivation of one, the one who achieves it first. In order to show respect, it should be called 'Sir' in the future."

"Except for Senior Sikong, everyone else should be like this."

Face the gap and recognize your identity.

The crowd nodded in agreement.

Sikong Beichen felt that he had improved a lot. Although there was no karma torment, he still needed to go back to recuperate, so he got up and said, "Please thank Brother Lu for me and say goodbye."

"Respectfully send Senior Sikong off."

The crowd shook hands.

Yao Qingquan and Zhao Jianghe followed and left the Zhongzheng Hall.

The three drove the flying chariot away.

...

Wanzhangtuo Mountain, middle finger peak, in the dojo.

After two days of repairs, the dojo was restored to its original state.

In the sky twenty miles south of Mount Wanzhangtuo, about thirty practitioners in green clothes continued to fly, passing over the towering trees and heading towards Mount Wanzhangtuo.

In the dojo, it is quiet and peaceful.

Ye Zhen put his hands up on his legs and closed his eyes to practice.

The word "Confucianism" on the wall glowed red from time to time, vibrating with the frequency of his breathing.

One letter after another floated out, revolving around...

At this time, Jiang Xiaosheng came to the outside of the dojo, bowed down and said, "Master, Nie Chi of the Twelve Sects of Yunshan is asking to see you."

Ye Zhen slowly opened his eyes with a calm expression: "Please come up."

"Yes."

He closed his eyes again.

The thirty cultivators in Tsing Yi flew up Wanzhangtuo Mountain together and entered the Middle Finger Peak Dojo.

Jiang Xiaosheng opened the dojo and said, "The tutor is invited."

Thirty practitioners entered the dojo one by one.

They saw Ye Zhenduan sitting in front of the word "Confucianism", closing his eyes and practicing, and they were angry.

"Ye Zhen! For all this's sake, can you settle down to practice?" said Nie Chi, who was standing at the forefront.

Ye Zhen didn't open his eyes, but said very indifferently:

"I nurture the splendid qi, the qi is born from the heart, and the heart is determined by the nature... If I can't calm the heart, how can I nurture the qi?"

A practitioner in Tsing Yi said, "I can't talk to you, so I'd better ask Master Chen Zhai to come out and see you."

Ye Zhen slowly opened his eyes, stopped cultivating his qi, raised his hands, bowed slightly, and said with a smile, "Zhai master is not feeling well, and it is inconvenient to see guests. No matter how big or small the affairs are inside and outside Feixing Zhai, I will do it for you."

"You can't do it for you! The death of Xie Xuan, the elder of the twelve sects, has nothing to do with you... How can you do it for you?" said a practitioner in Tsing Yi.

"There are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, and disasters and blessings for people. I deeply regret the death of Elder Xie Xuan. I will give a good explanation to the twelve sects of Yunshan." Ye Zhen said.

Nie Chi was much calmer than the other disciples in Tsing Yi.

said:

"Ye Zhen, Elder Xie is a rare talent of my Yunshan Twelve Sects. Feixingzhai Meng Changdong turned his back on the battle and murdered Xie Xuan, so that the aliens succeeded. How do you plan to explain?"

Ye Zhen smiled lightly and said:

"There is an injustice, and a debtor. You are here to solve problems, not create them. If anger can calm you down, please."

He closed his eyes.

With his hands on his legs, one character after another flew out from his fingers, revolving around Ye Zhen.

Originally an angry practitioner in Tsing Yi, seeing Ye Zhen's attitude, he immediately became furious.

The dojo was empty, nothing.

A young practitioner in Tsing Yi was furious and stepped on the floor with one foot.

boom!

How could the wooden floor be able to withstand a cultivator's thunder and be easily stepped on.

"Ye Zhen, if you want to explain it, it should start with you... Don't think that killing a flying turkey will make you look arrogant. You are still far from it."

The twelve Yunshan Sects came here for a very clear purpose.

Discuss for Xie Xuan.

Ye Zhen didn't move like a mountain.

The word seal is suspended on Ye Zhen's body, and the faint vitality is constantly running.

He is practicing.

Practice in front of so many outsiders.

Nie Chi frowned slightly and said:

"Ye Zhen, what do you want to do?"

Ye Zhen opened his eyes.

His eyes fell on the footprints of the young cultivator in Tsing Yi.

He raised his head slightly, and in the clear eyes, it was impossible to see what he was thinking.

"My explanation is very simple."

Ye Zhen's tone sank, "Accompany Xie Xuan, let's go on the road together."

Swah ——————

The wooden doors at the front and back of the dojo closed instantly, and the landscape paintings on all sides were like a vast ocean, with red lines blooming with the characters on Ye Zhen's body.

"Ye Zhen! You dare!"

buzzing...

Thirty practitioners in Tsing Yi immediately sacrificed their respective Dharma bodies.

Three people have eight leaves, seven people have seven leaves, ten people have six leaves, and the rest are all below five leaves... All are masters of primordial spirit.

Several practitioners rushed towards Ye Zhen, and some practitioners rushed towards the surrounding landscape paintings.

Ye Zhen's eyes were as light as water, and his arms were outstretched.

The effect of the Heavenly Array is vividly reflected.

Bang bang bang!

Dozens of palm prints landed on Ye Zhen, as if they were hit in the water, with no effect. The practitioners on both sides wanted to break through the dojo, but found that their power was like cotton candy and had no effect.

Everyone's legal body is imprisoned in the dojo.

Outside the dojo, it was quiet, as if nothing had happened.

Nie Chi's brows furrowed, his palms folded together, he exerted all his strength, and said, "Kill Ye Zhen!"

"Yes!"

All swarmed up.

At this time, Ye Zhen sacrificed his Dharma body...