Huashan Zhangmen Road

Chapter 282 You Are Just an Abandoned Son
"Boom..."

The angry monk Wuzhen no longer concealed his soaring anger. The unparalleled golden elixir aura centered on the monk's seat in Pingqing Temple and quickly spread to all directions. A surge of spiritual power bloomed in the air, and the spiritual power wave animated. The monks from Pingqing Temple quickly dispersed around.

"Gold core cultivator!"

"Another Golden Core!"

"Golden Elixir of Pingqing Temple!"

A group of third- and second-grade sects attending the court meeting had not yet recovered from the shock of the spirit beasts slaughtering the golden elixir. They were enveloped by the sudden burst of golden elixir aura. They were trembling with a trace of fear in their hearts at the same time. A fire broke out at the city gate, affecting the fish in the pond. The monk of Pingqing Temple saw that his fellow disciples were executed by Huashan, and the golden elixir cultivator became angry.

"It's over!"

Bai Tong and Xu Mingyuan glanced at each other, their bodies propped up a faint golden brilliance, trying to stop the fluctuation of spiritual power rushing towards their seats, if these disciples under their sect were affected, not to mention building foundations, they might be killed immediately. Life is gone.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

The frightened Forgotten Sect leader Lao Wen saw a white shadow shaking in front of him, but several Huashan disciples stood in front of Lao Wen.

A few bright brilliances lit up on Huashan disciple's body, and the pressure in front of Lao Wen's body suddenly disappeared.The strange old Wen looked around, and saw that the seats of the sect masters were facing the direction of the monks of Pingqing Temple, and there were a few Huashan disciples in white clothes standing in front, blocking the shocking pressure from the direction of the monk Wu Ning.

"Fourth Grade Huashan is indeed worthy of its reputation. These disciples dare to block the aura and pressure of the Jindan cultivators."

Lao Wen secretly thought to himself, and was even more impressed in his heart. The Huashan disciples were indeed well-trained and showed no fear in the face of the Jindan cultivators. No wonder they were able to sweep through Dongmu City and knock down Xi Jianmen.

Zhuge Shang, the Master of Xijian Sect, staggered away from the disciples of Huashan who were blocking him, took a step forward, and stood side by side with the disciples of Huashan, facing the pressure of the Jindan cultivators together, speaking loudly.

"Monk Daoqing of Pingqing Temple, you are too arrogant. This is Huashan. Facing so many sects in our Dongmu District, you dare to take action. Are you trying to kill the sect leaders of the major sects in our Dongmu District? ? Monk Daoqing, what are your intentions!"

"Buzz..."

Following Zhuge Shang's question, angry questions instantly rang out from the crowd. The sect leaders of each major sect and Huashan disciples stood in front of them to block the pressure of Jindan. One by one, they asked arrogantly why Monk Daoqing of Pingqing Temple wanted to kill him. People are dying.

"Shut me all up!"

Before the embarrassing Monk Daoqing could speak, Monk Wu Ning let out a loud shout, and the rolling sound waves rolled wantonly in the field, hitting the protective light curtain gathered by Huashan disciples, causing the whole field to shake in khaki-yellow light curtain.

"When Huashan Spirit Beast slaughtered my senior brother Cheng in Pingqing Temple, why didn't you say a word, and now you come to ask me again, are the cultivators of the Tianyue Realm so indiscriminate between black and white, loyal and evil, and help the evildoers?"

Although he was angry, Monk Wu Cheng still spoke in a coherent manner. The heads of each sect sat down in horror, not daring to face his sharpness.

"You allow monsters to kill me, the golden elixir cultivators of Huasheng Temple. Nanmenluo, Muyun, you are so brave. Do you really think that I, Huasheng Temple, are easy to bully?"

Seeing that everyone did not dare to raise their heads to face him, Monk Wu Ning's anger turned to Nanmenluo and Muyun standing on the high platform, and asked sharply.

"I don't care where he comes from. He breaks into our Huashan Mountain, steals my Huashan disciple identity badge, and attempts to steal my Huashan Spiritual Beast Garden. Even if he is a monk from Huasheng Temple, I will still kill him. Humph, could it be that he is a monk from Huasheng Temple?" Are all Huasheng Temple such scoundrel thieves?"

Nanmenluo stopped at the outside of the venue, not daring to go any further. There were all the sect leaders in the venue. If there was a conflict between him and the monk Wuzhen inside, I am afraid that these sect leaders would not be able to escape death. By then, Huashan Mountain's reputation would be ruined. I'm afraid it will be completely ruined because of this court meeting.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's go to the south gate, hand over the little girl who indulged the beast, and you kill yourself to apologize. I will let you go to Huashan this time. If not, don't blame me for being ruthless. You are going on a killing spree in Huashan."

Monk Wuzhen's blood-red eyes echoed back and forth between the south gate, the cloud shadow, and the roaring dog lying on the ground sleeping soundly. The flames spurting out of his eyes almost burned the two men and the beast to ashes.

"hey-hey!"

Mu Yun, who was standing on the high platform, suddenly let out two deep laughs. Mu Yun looked at Monk Wu Ren with eyes full of wanton pity.

"Monk Wu Cheng, you have such a arrogant tone. Let's not talk about your Huasheng Temple. You just want to run rampant in our Huashan Mountain. What a wishful thinking! Li Xiya's Jindan Spiritual War Department is all over the place, and you still fall to our Huashan Sword. You, a little golden elixir cultivator, dare to speak arrogantly. If you want to take my little junior sister, Monk Wuyi, how many hands and heads do you have!"

"Humph!"

Mu Yun snorted coldly. This cold snort contained spiritual power, and the dull and cold snort echoed at the foot of Huashan Mountain.

"Shhhh..."

Before the humming subsided, four cultivators in gray clothes appeared on the high platform beside Mu Yun. The four of them stood at the four corners of the high platform, motionless, as if they were standing on the same spot.

"Little Teleportation!"

Monk Wu Cheng's eyes flashed with light, and he looked at the four cultivators on the high platform with some surprise. Judging from the fluctuations of spiritual power on the four cultivators, the four of them were all golden elixir cultivators, and their realms were at the same level as his own. In the meantime, coupled with their little teleportation skills, the anger in Monk Wu Cheng's heart subsided instantly. Not to mention four, he couldn't deal with just one.

Mu Yun looked coldly at Monk Wuzhen, who was sweating on his bald head, with a look of ridicule in his eyes. He was furious just now, looking like he wanted to avenge his fellow disciples, but now he saw the four golden men beside him. Dan, he didn't even dare to fart. This monk is also a bastard.

"Disturbing my Huashan court meeting, humiliating my Huashan, Monk Wu Ning, you are going to see your senior brother."

Mu Yun looked coldly at the sweating Monk Wuzhen and said, reaching out and swinging forward, the four golden elixir cultivators who were dead at the four corners of the high platform all moved forward.

"Wait!"

Monk Wu Ning's small eyes sparkled, and he pretended to be calm and said to Mu Yun.

"You can't catch me. I was born in the Huasheng Temple. If you dare to catch me, the anger of my Huasheng Temple can crush your Huashan into dust. There are so many sects here, and you can't seal them even if you want to."

Muyun chuckled, and looked at Nanmenluo standing outside the business hall, Nanmenluo said with a smile on his face.

"You really think you are a person, Monk Wuyi, you are just a disciple of an elder from Huasheng Temple. Didn't Master Qishang teach you that there is no buffer for the hatred between us in Huashan and him? Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk , it seems that the young monk Kongse is right, the master of Qishang Realm is indeed a pig, and his subordinates are also such pigs!"

Without hesitation, Mu Yun put the name of cursing on Monk Kongse's head.

"Uncle Kongse!"

Monk Wu Ning's head was covered with sweat, and he was even more panicked. There are so many Jindan cultivators in Huashan, and the two elders in Huashan are familiar with the inside of Huasheng Temple. I'm afraid I'm going to chase Senior Brother Cheng this time.

"You can't kill me. My family's world lord has an agreement with Kong Se Shishu. As long as you don't kill me, my family's world lord will not come to trouble you."

The confused monk Wu Cheng began to make up random things, and processed the bits of news he heard in the Qi Business Circle to tell them.

Nanmenluo and Muyun looked at each other, and both of them had smug smiles in their eyes at the same time, and they spoke to Monk Wu Ning in unison.

"Little monk Kongse said that you are just an abandoned son!"

(End of this chapter)