Ji Taoist

When practicing Dunkongmen, nothing major happened in the entire Qiandao Imperial Capital. Instead, Yan Buji knew that a storm was coming.

However, when Yan Buji finished practicing Dunkongmen, he went straight to Hu Bing.

"Junior brother, I saw that you have been practicing diligently recently. Why did you come out of retreat today?" Hu Bing said with a smile.

Yan Buji looked at him and laughed: "Senior Brother Hu, do you still remember the reward I chose in the Gongfa Hall for winning the Qi Refining Competition?"

Hu Bing raised his eyebrows: "You really chose Dunkongmen? I told you in advance that the person who can practice this method has not appeared yet, so don't look for me..."

"I practiced it."

"What?!"

Yan Buji summoned a white door in Hu Bing's shocked eyes. This is Dunkongmen, and it is also a teleportation method that great cultivators have practiced in the past, Tianmen Method.

After learning about the origin of Dunkongmen, Yan Buji knew that Dunkongmen was strong in space transmission. Even if one's aptitude was low, if one could master it, there would be less trouble.

But because Yan Buji did not get the most ancient version of Tianmenfa, Dunkongmen was not important to him. Instead, he could learn a little about the way of space.

"This!! This... is Dunkongmen?!" Hu Bing looked at the gate in front of him in shock, but he had never seen what Dunkongmen looked like after it was mastered. Now Yan Buji raised his hand to summon this gate, and he didn't know what it was for.

But there was one thing.

He believed that Yan Buji would not deceive himself. He really mastered it! !

"Brother, look at me..."

Hu Bing took a deep breath: "Let's go! Let's go back to the sect immediately!"

"This is the worship hall..."

"No matter what, just leave a letter. I think the sect master won't blame us if he finds out, let's go!!"

Hu Bing was quite anxious, because the Dunkong Sect involved the sect master's instructions, and Yan Buji's strength was still in the Qi Refining Stage. It was very dangerous to return to the sect alone. Hu Bing felt that he had to send him back.

Yan Buji's face was complicated, not because he minded Hu Bing escorting him, but because he knew his own ending, he always felt that Hu Bing was jumping into the pit himself.

But I'm sorry, I'd rather die than die, Brother Hu, rest in peace.

Yan Buji and Hu Bing immediately left the Qiandao Imperial Capital and flew quickly towards the Qingshan Gate.

This round trip would take more than ten days, but it has been a month since Pang De returned to the sect, and no news has been sent back. It is estimated that Hu Bing is also worried about this matter and wants to return to the sect to ask about the situation.

Yan Buji thought for a moment and asked, "Brother Pang should have arrived at the sect, right?"

Hu Bing's face darkened and he responded, "Yes, Brother Pang didn't send any news. Did something unexpected happen?"

Although Yan Buji thought that it was possible that Pang De had taken all the credit, after getting along with him for these days, he realized that although Pang De was greedy, he was greedy to a certain extent. He was not unrestrained and knew how to share.

In this way, there was no saying that Pang De took all the credit, but now there was no news at all, and the sect would not ask them how they were doing in the worship hall, which led to no one knowing where Pang De was.

Hu Bing was obviously very worried about this. He made the worst plan. It was possible that Wang Jie broke through the Disha Fumo formation and killed Pang De.

Yan Buji thought of the young man he met. It was likely that Pang De might have died.

"No matter what, now that you have mastered the Dunkong Gate, you are more important...who!"

Hu Bing seemed to have noticed something, and summoned a few magic flying swords to shoot to the side. The air next to him twisted for a moment, and a figure suddenly appeared!

Wang Jie!

"Haha, I didn't expect that you Qingshanmen disciples are so powerful." Wang Jie squinted at Hu Bing, and then looked at Yan Buji.

Hmm?

Why do I feel like I have seen this old man somewhere?

Wang Jie did not focus on the battle below before, but when he saw it at this moment, he knew that there was some trouble.

Wang Jie looked at Yan Buji and sneered: "I don't want to play with you anymore, let's go!"

Hu Bing was furious, holding a long sword, and suddenly swung out a long river of sword shadows, blocking Wang Jie's way:

"Want to leave? Have you asked about the sword in my hand? Where is Senior Brother Pang? What did you do to him?!"

Wang Jie smiled: "Hehe, I am standing here intact now, you should know the fate of your senior brother, right?"

"Devil, you are looking for death!!"

Hu Bing and Pang De have a good personal relationship, not to mention the interest relationship between them. Now that Pang De is dead, Hu Bing can get so angry, I think it is not just for the benefit.

Moreover, the two may be Taoist friends who support each other in Qingshanmen. They have come all the way to today and heard that Pang De was killed. Hu Bing is also extremely angry and vows to kill the murderer in front of him.

Yan Buji squinted his eyes and watched the fight between the two sides, and was in a dilemma for a while.

The two looks Wang Jie gave him said it all. He was working under that Zhenjun, and he must be keeping an eye on him.

Zhenjun's intention was also very clear. He needed to send him back to Qingshan Gate safely to explode, so he knew his relationship with the young man. Once he told him...

It was unclear whether Hu Bing would let him go, but if he ruined the Zhenjun's plan, he would probably die.

Should he kill Hu Bing?

Yan Buji's eyes turned, and he was a little entangled.

"In the final analysis, this is a contest between two Nascent Soul Lords. My small martial arts foundation is nothing at all? Why should I care about this? This Wang Jie is not a good person. He can send me back to the sect with peace of mind. , it is absolutely impossible to see me leave Qingshan Gate alive, which will only increase the number of variables, which is not good!"

Yan Buzhi had a plan in mind. The moment he saw Wang Jie, he thought of the dead Pang De again.

The disciples of the Qingshan Sect would leave their natal soul tablets within the sect. Since Pang De is dead, it is impossible not to attract attention within the sect.

After all, he is a foundation-building monk. No matter how much manpower the Qingshan Sect has, he will not be looked down upon by even the foundation-building monks.

So it will definitely attract attention, but now that Hu Bing and Yan Buzhi didn't get any news before Wang Jie appeared, it shows...

"The Qingshan Sect most likely knew what would happen to Qian Dao Emperor, but he didn't care! Maybe the sect master at that level had already noticed the arrival of the strange True Lord, but didn't want to enmity with him, so he put me and Hu Ice is treated as an abandoned child.”

What happened to the few foundation-building disciples who died?

Is it a good choice to provoke a Yuanying Stage True Lord whose origins are unknown?

This Qingshan Sect really puts profit first, but it does provide Yan Buzhi with another choice at the moment.

Since they want to fight, let them fight.

But this Wang Jie is like a hunting dog chasing prey, and he will definitely stare at him.

"Brother, let me help you!"

Yan Buzhi joined the fight without saying a word.