My Master is Lin Zhengying

"Wait, don't even think about going any further!"

Behind the old Taoist, more than 20 people quickly appeared.

Everyone has a long sword in hand, ready to fight Jiushu and others.

Seeing this, Uncle Jiu stopped immediately.

One step forward:

"Fellow daoists, we are not arresting people.

Passing by here, seeing Guiguan is in trouble.

This captures General Ma and resolves the safety of Guiguan..."

Uncle Jiu spoke lightly.

But a disciple next to him bluntly scolded:

"Hmph, the Demon Dao of Qijue Sect, you guys should figure it out.

We are the righteous way of the Dao League, even if we are bombarded to death by cannons, we will not be with you! "

"That's right, Qijuemen Demon Dao, let's do it! Anyway, you are all in the same group!"

"..."

When Nan Chen and the others heard this, they couldn't help being stunned.

Only then did they realize that everyone was still wearing the Taoist robes of Qijuemen.

On the other side, he mistook them for the Demon Dao of Qijuemen.

Nan Chen took a step forward:

"Everyone may have misunderstood, we are not the Demonic Dao of the Seven Absolutes..."

Before he finished speaking, one of the Biye Temple disciples said:

"Do you think we are blind? Do you think we don't know the Taoist robe of Qijue?"

Nan Chen smiled bitterly.

Zhan Rui on one side stepped forward and said:

"Luo Kai, do you still remember me?"

A Taoist priest in Biye Temple couldn't help being taken aback when he heard this.

Only then did Zhan Rui take a closer look:

"Zhan, Senior Sister Zhan Rui."

Zhan Rui met Luo Kai and other disciples during the Dao League hegemony competition.

Zhan Rui even gave him some pointers, which doubled his strength.

"It's me, we just escaped from Yinyue Mountain. This robe is what we used to confuse the Qijuemen demon way when we escaped.

I just came out of the mountain, and I don’t have any clothes in exchange for…”

Luo Kai and the two disciples beside him recognized Zhan Rui.

At the same time, I found that Nan Chen also looked familiar.

"I remembered, he is the number one in the Daoist Sect Championship, the No. 1 Nan Chen of the younger generation!"

"Master, it's Senior Sister Zhan."

"..."

Daoist Faxu saw his disciples and recognized several of them.

In addition, two months ago, Tianshi Mansion did send people to attack Yinyue Mountain.

Many disciples died in the mountains.

This news has already spread in the rivers and lakes.

Therefore, the guarded heart suddenly retracted:

"Sorry, I offended you just now.

Poor and weak, don't know the long name? "

Ninth Uncle clasped his fists:

"Poverty Lin Jiu."

When Daoist Faxu heard Lin Jiu, his heart trembled again.

He had heard of Lin Jiu's name decades ago.

At that time, he was only in his 30s.

At that time, I heard that there was a young prodigy in Maoshan, in his twenties, he had already reached the top of the heavenly rank, which was terrifying.

But just heard, never seen.