saints

then.

Zhang Ruozhen couldn't help showing a trace of self-mockery, "Sure enough, everyone is pushing the wall down."

Places like Yaochi Holy Land are inherently hierarchical, and the people there are inherently hierarchical.

Once fell from a height.

There must have been many people stepping on it, possibly including those who once held it up.

They are also executioners.

"Zhang Ruobin, are you deaf?"

"I guess Dashengzi Zhang must have come to show off, and I want Shengdi to see how brilliant he is, so as to show that Shengdi is blind."

"That's not right, it should be the 'former' Holy Son."

"What a former holy son, what a Zhang Ruochun."

"Pity."

"..."

Many people ridiculed and felt sorry for Zhang Ruozhen at the same time.

If that hadn't happened that year.

Zhang Ruoyi, the Holy Son of the Yaochi Holy Land, is probably still the Holy Son, and at least he will be a bigwig in the Holy Land in the future.

The kind that trembles when you shake your feet.

It's just a pity that something happened later.

It made many people feel that Zhang Ruozhen made a wrong choice.

"My ears are fine."

Zhang Ruozhen said lightly, and the old voice came from a vicissitudes of life, "It was so in those days, and it is so now."

"Then what are you doing back here?"

Someone said: "It's more free and unrestrained outside. Although it's not as powerful as when you were the Holy Son in the Holy Land, at least you can still live. Once you come back, you may not be able to survive."

After all, a place like Holy Land is not a place where you can leave whenever you want, nor is it a place where you can come whenever you want.

Not to mention, this place has always been fighting for power, like a vortex of energy.

Even if there are thousands of methods, they can't suppress it.

therefore.

Then someone became curious, maybe this piece of Ruobao had a brain twitch.

Is that why you came here?

Don't they know that today's Yaochi Holy Land is more ferocious and terrifying, and it is even more impersonal.

"Knew it."

Seeing this scene, the old Taoist priest Zhang Ruoyin seemed to have expected it a long time ago.

He said tragically: "The disciples of the Holy Land are indeed extraordinary, as inhumane as ever.

It is also as unreasonable as it was a thousand years ago, and it is even more unhuman. "

My guess is not wrong, and my purpose and ideas are not wrong.

"It's only them who are wrong."

The old Taoist priest Zhang Ruobin muttered to himself: "And now I just want to come back and do something, and I just want to get some justice.

Thousands of years east of the river, thousand years of river west, don't bully the young and poor! "

For practitioners.

Even though thousands of years have passed, it still looks like it was three years ago.

Change to the earth.

About 1000 years ago was around the Tang Dynasty.

Enough to have a very long time dimension to span.

But for practitioners, this time is not the longest.

That's right.

Relying on 1000 years of time, Zhang Ruoyi forcibly raised his cultivation base.

And it's a great height.

It was precisely because of this that Zhang Ruozhen had the opportunity to come and take a look.

And ready to seek some justice.

Perhaps, the right and wrong of those things should be distinguished.

"Thousand-year river east and thousand-year river west?"

"Hahaha, what a big joke."

"Yes, it is indeed a joke."

"Our 'former' Son seems to want to do something, to find fault."

"Hmph! Although he has a good talent, after so many years, you and I rely on the resources of the Holy Land, so it's not for nothing."

"That's right, what is he, Zhang Ruozhen?"

"..."

Even if it was just a group of the most ordinary holy land disciples guarding the mountain gate, they wanted to step on Zhang Ruozhen's foot at this time.

Who let them have no chance to step on it back then.

Now is the chance.

They naturally have the opportunity to step on it.

At least, this can make their mood better.

That's pretty good too.

Thousands of years have passed.

The vicissitudes of life have long changed, and everyone has become stronger.

Naturally, they were not afraid of Zhang Ruochun.

Holy Son, that's just the former Holy Son.

It's just the identity of the past.

Now he is just a scruffy old Taoist priest. The disciples of the Holy Land estimated that Zhang Ruoyin should not be doing well in the outside world.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be like this.

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Chapter 1868 I just want to take back what belongs to me

In front of the mountain gate of the Holy Land of Yaochi, the old Taoist priest Zhang Ruoyi looked disappointed, "Sure enough, the group of fellow disciples who were tricky and mean back then still exist."

There was contempt in his heart, he was worthy of being a disciple of the Holy Land.

Struggle for power, snobbery, etc. are all unique.

It's the same as he's ever been.

but……

There are also some disapproval.

The way he wants, the way he wants to go, is naturally different from others.

If not, there wouldn't be so many events back then.

His face was serious, "The Holy Land is not much better, it is still a group of people fighting for power and power."

Forget it.

It's not like I want to collude with them.

He has his own ways.

This time I came here not to kowtow to admit my mistake, nor to want to sit on the position of the Holy Son again.

Although the Holy Son of Yaochi Holy Land is extremely precious.

However, Zhang Ruoyin didn't want to be a holy son yet.

Isn't he fragrant to practice freely?

Of course, that is to say, there are not so many resources for practice.

Fewer resources means that his growth rate will slow down, and he will distance himself from those geniuses in the Holy Land.

only.

Zhang Ruozhen has never been afraid.

"In the past 1000 years, I, Zhang Ruobin, have not been idle."

Zhang Ruobin secretly said: "My cultivation level is not low, at least, I will not be inferior to those Tianjiao powerhouses."

It is precisely because of this confidence.

That's why he came to this holy land of Yaochi.

I just wanted to see how dirty this holy place, one of the best in the world, was.

Of course.

He had another idea in mind.

He wants some justice.

"Even if you die for this, you will not hesitate!"

Zhang Ruobin didn't plan to talk to those fellow disciples of the Holy Land any more. To him, they were nothing more than a group of ants.

Not even enough to carry his shoes.

To actually want to mock Zhang Ruozhen in a delusional way, he really doesn't know what to do.

If Zhang Ruobin had something more important to do, if he didn't think he shouldn't waste time in front of a mere mountain gate.

Already started.

Why wait until now.

Immediately.

Zhang Ruobin is about to step into the holy land of Yaochi.

However, it was blocked by the group of people in front of the mountain gate.

Seeing that Zhang Ruozhen did not intend to refute or resist, they thought that Zhang Ruozhen was not strong enough now.

Well, most of them came here to admit their mistakes.

such a person.

It's not enough to watch at all.

therefore.

They also want to step on the Holy Son.

——Even if this is just a former Holy Son.

It is also an opportunity for them.