The Return of the Martial Ancestor

Chapter 201 Terror Call, The Biggest Winner

"Hehe, that's right. Long before the real Hundred Dynasties War started, the old Taoist felt that this son had great potential, so he made a move to recruit him early and passed the information back to the sect. At this time, Lin Dong might have already entered the famine of my Dao sect. The list of disciples of the temple."

Wu Dao was called "Uncle Master" by Lin Dong, and he pointed to the man in light white clothes beside him, and introduced with a red face:

"Come on, Lin Dong, let me introduce you. This is Zhao Gan, the strong leader of my Dao Sect who came to help, one of the true disciples of the Dao Sect's Heavenly Palace, with a cultivation base of the Seven Yuan Nirvana Realm. You should call him senior brother. .”

"Lin Dong met Senior Brother Zhao Gan." Lin Dong greeted him casually.

"Junior Brother Lin Dong, congratulations on joining my Dao Sect and being one of the five true biographies of Huangdian. On behalf of Tiandian, I welcome you."

The man in white shirt named Zhao Qian nodded with a smile, full of joy.

The champion of the Hundred Dynasties War has always been dominated by the direct line of the Yuanmen, and most of them will eventually worship the Yuanmen. I did not expect that this non-Yuanmen direct line champion would be found by the deputy palace master of Wudao early. face off.

Looking at Liu Tong's ever-changing complexion, Wu Dao felt extremely happy in his heart, but on the surface he had to act calm.

Great, finally able to overwhelm Yuanmen! !

"Lin Dong, have you really thought it through? Choosing a sect is your top priority. If you make a wrong choice, it will be a matter of regret for life."

After all, Liu Tong was still not reconciled to the champion of Baichao slipping away, and said meaningfully.

"Deacon Liu Tong, please don't use your dirty thoughts to speculate on the dirty relationship between me and Uncle Wu Dao. It's useless." Lin Dong didn't seem to understand the threat in Liu Tong's words, and explained solemnly with.

"...Asshole, who is having a dirty relationship with you!!"

Wu Dao's old body trembled violently, almost falling headlong.

"Hmph, so what if you let Daozong take away the champion of the Hundred Dynasties War? Garbage is still garbage, and I will always be under the pressure of my Yuanmen."

The anger on Liu Tong's face suddenly subsided, and he snorted coldly.

"Oh, anyway, Lin Dong has joined my Taoist sect, so it doesn't matter if I ask you to shout a few words. Besides, according to the usual practice, the sect where the champion belongs can select disciples in advance. I am very happy as a veteran."

Wu Dao glanced at Liu Tong lightly, and smiled cheerfully.

"Enlightenment old man, you..."

Liu Tong, who tried to be calm, completely tore off his disguise, his face was terribly gloomy.

"Uncle Wu Dao, how about another big gift from my disciple?"

After Wu Dao finished enjoying the thrill of victory, Lin Dong opened his mouth to speak.

"Oh, big gift?"

After venting the depression that had accumulated in his heart for decades, Enlightenment became more pleasing to the eye, and even his tone became softer unconsciously.

"Everyone, I, Lin Dong, will join the Dao Sect today. Those who wish to follow me into the Dao Sect can fly into the air and wait for the Deputy Hall Master of Enlightenment to receive him."

Lin Dong turned around slowly, stretched his arms towards the dark crowd below, and the shouts filled with Yuan Li reverberated in the sky above Baichao Mountain.

That's right, the gift he wants to give Wu Dao is to use his title of champion of the Hundred Dynasties War to help him absorb more outstanding disciples into the sect.

"Fuck, can you still do this? It's shameless!!"

Liu Tong and the others looked at each other in bewilderment, and the same thought came to their minds.

"Hey, it's still Lin Dong's brains that are flexible. Our eight super sects have never said before that the champion of the Hundred Dynasties War is not allowed to speak."

Wu Dao was slightly taken aback, and then his old face stretched out with a smile, like a blooming chrysanthemum, bright and dazzling.

As soon as the words fell, there was a burst of commotion on the top of Baichao Mountain. Everyone has never heard of such a miracle that the champion of the Baichao War went down in person to pull people.

But soon, a figure with strong breath began to rise into the sky.

First, there were six people from the Great Yan Dynasty, then Liu Bai, Yan Sen and other descendants of the Xuanzong of the Four Elephants who had the same roots as Lin Dong, and then the city powers that Lin Dong had planted their banners on.

The Dayuan Dynasty and Lingyun Dynasty in Yangcheng, the Xuanbing Dynasty and Dawu Dynasty in Leiyan Valley, the Moyan Dynasty in Moyan City, and the four super dynasties in Vientiane City: Fengyun Dynasty, Guyue Dynasty, Senzhi Dynasty, and Lihuo Dynasty …

"Your Excellency Lin Dong is a man of righteousness. At the Baji Sect ruins, he gave me and the three subordinates a gift of spiritual martial arts. We will follow him."

Even Musha, who had acquaintance with Lin Dong at the Bajizong site, and the three high-ranking dynasties including the Sha Dynasty, also chose to join the Daozong.

"Hmph, Brother Smelly Lin Dong, Su Rou will go to Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace later."

The members of the Qing dynasty where Su Rou belonged wanted to follow suit, but they remembered Lin Dong's request to Su Rou, so they had no choice but to give up.

Under the leadership of these super dynasties and high-level dynasties, more and more dynasties chose to take off with the crowd, and chain reactions and herd effects were produced.

"Okay, okay, okay..."

Wu Dao, whose eyes were straight and flushed, seemed to have lost his mind, and could only pat his thigh while repeatedly praising the word "good".

On the contrary, Liu Tong's complexion was terribly gloomy.

In the past Hundred Dynasties Wars, Yuanmen has always picked out the most and most elite part of the disciples by virtue of the title of the leader of the Eight Greats, the call of holding the championship, and the convenience of selecting disciples in advance, without any deviation.

This also creates a situation where the strong get stronger and the weak get weaker.

But now, this situation has been broken by a son of a low-level dynasty named Lin Dong. The biggest winner of this year's Hundred Dynasties War must be the moderate Daozong. slap.

Regarding this, the elders of Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace and the other six major sects looked indifferent, and even secretly rejoiced in their hearts.

Yuanmen, this mountain has been pressing on them for too long, so long that they are a little breathless, as long as it can add obstacles to Yuanmen, it doesn't matter who gets it.

However, our client, Lin Dong, was in a strange distress at this time.

"I understand the truth, but the powerful dynasties such as the Moyan Dynasty and the Fengyun Dynasty, which I have severely hammered, why did they join the Taoist sect with me? Is it really "beating is kissing and scolding is love"???"

Looking at the several dynasty troops below, Lin Dong couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

"Everyone, from today onwards, you are the formal disciples of my Taoist sect. Please wait aside and wait for the selection ceremony to end. The old master will take you back to the Taoist sect."

The fire was almost ready in front of him, Wu Dao immediately took a step forward, waved his sleeves, and beams of light emerged out of the sky, covering each figure, and moved them to another void, waiting to watch the ceremony.

If he is full, if he is greedy again, the other eight majors besides Yuanmen will also be dissatisfied with him. Moreover, these outstanding seedlings are already the most essential part, which is enough to ensure that Daozong will become the final winner of this Hundred Dynasties War.

(End of this chapter)