The Peerless God of War of the Female President

Master Tianshu's words immediately attracted the attention of the rest of the people, and they all came over to check Yang Chen's pulse, but the result was the same as Master Tianshu's reaction, they were all stunned in shock.

After a while, Master Tianshu murmured, "Could it be that this is the realm of a saint? There are no meridians, no dantian..."

"Brother Tianshu, an old senior told me that my situation is a bit special and cannot be deduced with common sense."

Master Tianshu nodded slightly, and said with some emotion: "Yes, the realm of saints can be met but not sought. Talent, opportunity, and hard work are indispensable. It seems that we old guys are destined to be with you in this life. The Saint Realm is gone..."

Master Tianji suddenly asked eagerly: "The old man you mentioned just now, is I a reclusive expert in Kunlun? Does he know the saint realm very well? Where is he? What realm is it?"

Yang Chen smiled slightly. He knew these seven senior brothers very well. These seven were not the same master. Except for Venerable Tianshu and Venerable Kaiyang who were the direct disciples of Master Mu, the rest were Feng and Yun. The real disciple.

Although they are not the same master, and have very different tempers and personalities, they all have a common characteristic, that is, they are indifferent to fame and fortune, obsessed with cultivation, and basically indifferent to other affairs in Kunlun. At this time, I heard that Yang Chen After contacting an old senior, I immediately became interested.

"This senior is a good friend with the master, and is currently in the real world."

"Oh! Junior brother, are you trying to kill us in a hurry? Where are you talking about him!"

"He's in the Shura realm."

"Asura Realm?!"

After hearing these three words, the square with tens of thousands of people immediately fell silent.

The three words Asura Realm have too much influence in Kunlun!

Yang Chen's gaze crossed the Seventh Master, and landed on the position where the Yaotai disciples were.

"Where are the twelve sons of Yaotai?"

Yang Chen's voice is not loud, but at this moment, he who has reached the Saint Realm, every sentence he utters casually seems to carry an invisible deterrent force, and people will naturally have the idea of ​​obedience when they hear it.

Several middle-aged people in their 50s and [-]s took two steps forward one after another, cupping their fists and bowing to Yang Chen.

"Reporting to the Holy Throne, five of the twelve sons of Yaotai were present, and seven were absent. The reason... is unknown..."

Yang Chen glanced at the speaker, it was Jin Wanliang, the fourth eldest among the twelve sons of Yaotai.

"The commanding bell can only be rung when Kunlun encounters a catastrophe. The iron law of Kunlun clearly stipulates that when the commanding bell rings, all Kunlun sect disciples must go to the Queen Mother's Hall to listen to the order and must not violate it. "

Yang Chen's eyes swept over the faces of the five people one by one, and finally landed on Jin Wanliang's face: "As the special patrol envoy of Yaotai, you are responsible for the laws and regulations of the Kunlun sect. How should you deal with this situation according to the law? ?”

"This--"

Jin Wanliang turned his eyes and said hesitantly: "Thinking about it... the other brothers must have misjudged. After all, this command bell has not sounded for thousands of years, and no one in the entire Kunlun has heard of it. The sound of the clock, so..."

"'The bell rings for the command, everyone in Kunlun hears it', Jin Wanliang, have you ever heard of this sentence?"

"This... this is naturally heard..."

"Even the monk-level disciples were present, but now you tell me that the masters of the upper-human level like the Twelve Sons of Yaotai made a misjudgment?"

"possible……"

"Jin Wanliang!"

There is a saying in Kunlun called 'a sage speaks, and the words follow'. At this time, Yang Chen reprimanded, and a huge coercion descended on Jin Wanliang like a mountain top.

Jin Wanliang began to tremble slightly, trying to suppress the thought of kneeling down, but he didn't dare to confront Yang Chen's coercion, because he really didn't dare to imagine what it would be like to confront a strong man in the saint realm end.

"Reveal... to the Holy See, I... I really don't know, please forgive me..."

Yang Chen snorted coldly: "Jin Wanliang, you neglected your duties and allowed Kunlun disciples to gang up and sit idly by. Are you guilty?"

"Subordinate, subordinate guilty!"

"From now on, I will resign your position as chief inspector of Yaotai, are you convinced?"

When Jin Wanliang heard that he was just dismissed, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and said repeatedly: "My subordinates are convinced!"

Yang Chen nodded, "Okay, from now on, you will no longer serve as the chief inspector of Yaotai, and at the same time, you will be removed from the twelve sons of Yaotai, cancel all offerings, and step down!"

"Yes……"

The coercion on Jin Wanliang disappeared in an instant, and he quickly retreated into the queue, lowering his head and not daring to speak.

"Why not group."

"The disciple is here!"

The seniority of the disciples in the Kunlun Sect is not judged by the relationship between masters and successors, but by the level of the realm. The monks are called masters, and real people are the highest. If a monk cultivates to the real person in a short period of time, then he The seniority will also increase accordingly.

The former senior brother, now he is going to be called Shizu.

Therefore, why Buqun, who is over sixty years old, now calls himself a disciple in front of Yang Chen, which is quite reasonable.

"Why don't you group, you let your son commit murder and search for the location of the Asura Realm without authorization, what should we do?"

Why Buqun was so nervous that he was dying, but he didn't dare not answer Yang Chen's question.

"To the Holy Throne, you should abolish your cultivation and drive you out of the Kunlun Region!"

"Give me a reason to spare you, otherwise, I will have to enforce the door rules."

Why Buqun knew that Yang Chen was already giving him a way to survive, and the reason was that he didn't mention the matter of releasing the black ape from the iron prison at all.

"Holy Throne, Kunlun is in crisis right now, and it's time to employ people. If the Holy See is merciful, the disciple is willing to take the blame and make meritorious deeds for the Holy See to drive!"

"This is what you said yourself. If I know that you have violated the law, the punishment will be doubled!"

"Disciple dare not!"

"Okay, why don't you violate the sect's rules, and I will remove him from all positions in Yaotai and kick him out of the list of the twelve sons of Yaotai."

"Thank you Holy See for your kindness, this disciple will do his best to serve the Holy See like a dog!"

"Jian Baoyuan!"

"The disciple is here!"

A fat man who was over fifty years old, imitated everything, and immediately began to call his disciples and bowed to salute.

"Among the twelve sons of Yaotai, what is your position?"

"Report to the Holy See, this disciple is responsible for the daily expenses of the Kunlun disciples."

"Since you are the housekeeper, let me ask you, where did all the expenses of Kunlun come from?"

"A lot, but most of them come from our disciples' business income in the secular world, such as pharmaceuticals, such as offerings from believers in temples and Taoist temples, and a small part comes from residents in the region and disciples paying tribute..."

Yang Chen nodded slightly, and suddenly changed the topic: "Now, how many disciples are there in the entire Kunlun?"

"There are 7000 and 460 disciples of the inner sect, and [-] and [-] disciples of the outer sect."

"How much do you spend per day?"

"About three thousand Swiss gold coins..."

"Is it possible to make ends meet?"

"This……"

Ji Baoyuan suddenly paused, and then he said slowly: "The current income is very unstable, so basically I can't make ends meet and live on my laurels..."

"How long has this been going on?"

"It has been since the three real people went out to travel in the clouds."

"It's been so long that you can't make ends meet, have you ever responded to the seven masters?"

"Uh, the seven masters usually live in secluded places, so senior brother Ping Shi Lun and second senior brother Ping Shitong are in charge of all internal affairs. I have already reported this to them many times."

"How did they reply to you?"

"This--"

"Say!"

"They only said, let the disciples solve it by themselves..."

"Where is Shi Lunping Shitong?!"

"They... didn't come..."

Yang Chen glanced at the five people again, and said coldly: "From now on, Kunlun will no longer have the Twelve Sons of Yaotai, and all affairs, big or small, will be reported to the Seventh Master for deliberation and decision!"

"Yes, the disciple respectfully obeys the order of the Holy See!"

"In addition, the Yaotai inspection battalion will be disbanded from now on, and the original inspection battalion personnel will be handed over to Master Yaoguang for command and dispatch!"

"All peaks and palaces, report all the disciples and properties they send to the secular world truthfully, and there must be no mistakes!"

"Yes!"

A series of orders were issued, but the [-] Kunlun disciples in the square did not have any doubts, because everyone knew what the words of a strong saint state meant.

But at this moment, a loud voice sounded in the square.

"What are you, you dare to make noise in Kunlun Holy Land!"