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Chapter 319 I'll Be the Boss If I Don't Receive the Internet (First Update, Please Subscribe)
West foot of Kunlun Mountains

A Flying Silver Tiger vibrated its wings and headed towards Kunlun Mountain at top speed.

The Flying Silver Tiger spread its wings and soared, its silver hair shone with dazzling light, like a lightning flash in the flowing clouds, light and vigorous, and blended into the blue sky and white clouds in the sky from time to time.

Shen Gongbao sits high on the back of the tiger, looking heroic and imposing.He drove the silver tiger through the clouds and galloped among the sky, and the peak of Kunlun Mountain gradually came into view.

It has been more than a month since he left from Xiniu Hezhou.

Even though his Flying Silver Tiger was extremely fast, it took him more than a month to reach Kunlun.

This is still fast, but Xiao Zhen and Deng Hua are still rushing back slowly.

His Flying Silver Tiger was too young to take the three of them with him, so Shen Gongbao left the two of them behind and rushed back to Kunlun Mountain by himself.

When they went to Longevity Mountain, they were accompanied by two masters of the Daluo Jinxian level, Randeng and Anji, and it took only a few hours to arrive.

Now if they go on their own way, they may not be able to make it back in half a year.

The prehistoric is too big!
Especially this kind of travel across continents is often calculated on a yearly basis.

Every time at this time, he was a little envious of those intercepting disciples.

No matter where you go, there is a Qujing Ark that you can take, which is equivalent to having a Da Luo Jinxian or even a quasi-sage-level master to take you on a trip at all times.

"Sin, sin."

Shen Gongbao shook his head, stretched out his hand and gently stroked the Flying Silver Tiger sitting under him, muttering in his heart, "Don't think about it any more."

Although he had been on his way before, the confrontation between the saints of the two religions could be seen by the gods of the entire prehistoric world, and they all knew that the relationship between the two religions had fundamentally changed.

In the past, the disciples of the two religions could be regarded as the same sect, and they could be referred to as "brothers" and "sisters".

He also often looks for immortals and friends everywhere, and has good friendship with many Jiejiao disciples.

But now that the two religions are in conflict and hostile to each other, it is not easy for him to get involved with the Jiejiao.

"It's this little silver tiger..."

Shen Gongbao looked hesitantly at the Flying Silver Tiger under his seat, a little undecided.

This Flying Silver Tiger was given to him by Yu Yuan, if his seniors and seniors knew about it, it would inevitably cause some unnecessary misunderstandings.

Well, that's all... Anyway, he has a clear conscience.

Besides, when Yu Yuan gave him the Flying Silver Tiger, no one else saw it, as long as he didn't tell, no third person would know.

Thinking this way, he gradually relaxed, and rode the Flying Silver Tiger towards Qilin Cliff.

At this time, it was the sunrise, and the golden morning light coated the majestic mountain in front with a layer of gold, which was magnificent and majestic.

Shen Gongbao rode a flying silver tiger and landed on the Qilin Cliff, and happened to see his elder brother Nanji Xianweng leading a few relatively unfamiliar figures out of the Yuxu Palace, saluted each other and watched them leave by cloud.

Those people all wore western hairstyles and brocade robes, and all of them had smiles on their faces, as if they had received some good news.

Aren't the two leading ones the pharmacist and Maitreya taught by the West? How could they be here?

A hint of surprise appeared in Shen Gongbao's eyes.

Deep doubt and curiosity welled up in his heart.

There has always been a rift between Chanjiao and Western Cult because of preaching. How could these disciples of Western Cult show up here?
Shen Gongbao's mind turned quickly, he understood that things were not as simple as they appeared on the surface.

Could it be that Chanjiao hopes to seek the cooperation and support of Western religions in order to fight against the interception?

This is the slant of the sword!

The Western religion has always coveted Nanbuzhou and Dongsheng Shenzhou.

Cooperating with them is like seeking skin from a tiger!

While thinking wildly, Nanji Xianweng, who had sent away Yao Shi and others, turned his head and looked at him, and said calmly: "The younger brother came back just in time, and I have something to discuss with you."

Shen Gongbao hurriedly rolled down from Feitian Yinhu's back, bowed respectfully and said: "Elder brother, if you have something to do, just tell me, and younger brother will do his best!"

"Okay, okay..." Nanji Xianweng caressed his long beard, and said with a smile: "I heard that when you traveled to the prehistoric regions, you searched for immortals and friends everywhere, and had a close relationship with many Jiejiao disciples. I wonder if this happened?"

Shen Gongbao's complexion changed slightly, and he said nervously: "There is such a thing, but it was all in the past. Now that my teacher and the Jiejiao are not on good terms, I will definitely cut off the relationship with those Jiejiao disciples, and will not communicate with them in the future. Protect me to teach!"

"My brother is very pleased that you have such intentions." Nanji Xianweng smiled and praised, then changed the topic and said in a low voice: "But you don't need to cut off the relationship with those disciples who cut off the teaching.

Instead, you'll have to cut ties with us.

In this way, you can continue to maintain the relationship with those disciples who are intercepting the sect, and listen to the movements of the sect, so that I can do whatever I can... You may understand what it means to be a brother? "

Shen Gongbao was stunned.

Is this to let him go deep into the enemy camp to listen to intelligence?
He took a deep breath and said hesitantly: "Brother, what did you mean by cutting off ties with you just now? Also, even if I am willing to do it, those disciples who cut off the teaching may not trust..."

Before he finished speaking, Nanji Xianweng interrupted him with a smile, "As long as you are willing, they will trust you... I will play a play with you later, brother, to steal the spirit treasure In the name of expelling you from the division.

In this way, you can go to Jiejiao.

Don't worry, when you want to go back to Kunlun in the future, you can come back anytime to prove your innocence for the Brotherhood.

And if you can make a great contribution this time, I will definitely ask Master to give you a treasure, just like Guang Chengzi and the others. "

"That's it."

Even though Shen Gongbao had already guessed the answer, when he heard these words from Nanji Xianweng, he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart.

Expelled from the division!

He has stayed in this majestic Kunlun for thousands of years, and he always wants to worship under the seat of a saint and become a disciple of Chanjiao, hoping that one day he will be as famous as the twelve golden immortals of Chanjiao.

But when he really worshiped under the seat of the saint, he found that what he was facing was different from what he imagined!
First, he practiced the "Sutra of Disaster Situation, Control of Tribulation and Saving People", and he was surrounded by disasters and calamities, and now he is about to be expelled from the sect... Even if he pretended to be expelled from the sect for the convenience of his undercover interception, it was still the same as his original intention. Expect the exact opposite!

"I have a question……"

Shen Gongbao said in a low voice: "That Jiang Ziya who started on the same day as me, what is he doing?"

"he?"

Nanji Immortal was stunned for a moment, then he understood what he meant, and said with a nonchalant smile: "Junior Brother Ziya has another important task, and you will know about it in the future."

Shen Gongbao lowered his head, as if thinking about gains and losses.

Nanji Xianweng was not in a hurry to rush, but just quietly waited for the young junior to make a choice.

After a while, Shen Gongbao raised his head, and said solemnly: "I will leave the matter of returning to senior brother after that day!"

"Easy to say, easy to say."

Nanji Xianweng nodded in satisfaction.

Not long after, a scandal came out from Kunlun Mountain, and soon spread throughout the prehistoric world—Shen Gongbao, a young disciple of Chanjiao, took the opportunity to steal the Lingbao, but was discovered by the elder brother Nanji Xianweng, and was expelled from the mountain gate after being severely punished!

……

East China Sea
On the ten thousand hectares of blue waves, hundreds of millions of fairy islands seem to be dotted all over.

And Penglai Xiandao is undoubtedly the brightest one among the stars.

The blue sea and blue sky merge with the island, the waves pat the shore, and the white sand stretches out like a soft silk handkerchief.In the forest on the island, exotic flowers and plants are blooming, and the fragrance is overflowing, charming and moving.

The fairy island is surrounded by water, which is so clear that you can see the bottom. Koi fish swim in the water waves, and golden dragons jump between the waves.

Penglai Xiandao, where this sanctuary is located, is picturesque, with exotic flowers and plants all over the mountains and forests, flowing springs and waterfalls hanging down from the mountains, exuding a fresh and pleasant atmosphere.

Looking around, there are many magnificent palaces and pavilions on the island.

They are majestic and ancient, standing on the top of the mountain, built with glass and jade, resplendent and magnificent, towering and straight, seeming to be connected to the sky.

The most luxurious among them is the Qianyuan Palace.

At this moment, in the flower garden in front of Qianyuan Palace, Yu Yuan was lying on the leisure chair as usual, looking towards the direction of Jin'ao Island.

After explaining the battle between the two religions that day, he bid farewell to Fairy Miaoyuan, took the Qujing Ark with Zhao Gongming, Jin Chouxian and San Xiao, and soon returned to Penglai Fairyland.

Afterwards, he stayed on the island, chatting with Wen Zhong, Bai Ling, Yun Zhongzi and others through the bronze mirror, synchronizing the news from all over the world in real time, while quietly waiting for the return of the master, Our Lady of the Golden Spirit.

It's just that he has been waiting for many days, but he still hasn't waited for that familiar fragrance.

He also went to Biyou Palace more than once to ask the leader of Tongtian, and he got the same answer: "Your master was exiled in the chaos outside the sky. Although there is that strange flower as a medium, he can already lock its position, but we still need someone Going deep into the chaos outside the sky to pick her up...all these things will take time, and it won't be done overnight."

Yu Yuan was speechless, thinking to himself, isn't this just a wave of hands for a saint?
Why do you have to let Daoist Duobao go to the outer chaos in person?
But it doesn't matter if he can't figure it out, Master Tongtian has been urged to close the palace door tightly by him, and he won't let him in, so he can only wait slowly.

At dusk that day, he was lying on the leisure chair watching the song and dance performance of those flower and plant elves, and suddenly his heart moved slightly, feeling a whim.

He took out the bronze mirror familiarly, only to find that it was an unusual secret communication.

[Dui Gong: There is an emergency! 】

[Dui Gong: His Holiness is about to leave, he said that someone else will take over tomorrow. 】

[Dui Gong: When will the net be closed? 】

[Dui Gong: Now I am the head of thousands of incense and fire gods, if you don't come again, I won't care about it! 】

Looking at the series of messages that popped up in an instant, Yu Yuan just pondered for a moment, and then replied decisively.

[Zhong Gong: If there is a big fish tomorrow, we will collect the net! 】

(End of this chapter)