Today we don't know what the palace lord is called.

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Lin Daochang was silent for a while, handed over the disciple's body to others, and continued to look at the center of the chaos——

The head of the Le family, Le Ganshu, everyone shouted "Lexiang" behind his back. At first, it was called in the report of the spies, and most of the Taoists were mocking—because many Taoists came from Taoism I feel that the owner of Yujing City holds the economic, political and cultural in his hands, and manages all kinds of miscellaneous affairs. Toss and respond positively, then naturally he will be the prime minister who has made great contributions to the dragon.

It's just that later, Yujing's influence expanded to the point that no one dared to speak out, and this "look" evolved into a respectful title.

Only those close to Lord Yujing know that the master of Yujingcheng, when he looks at this "Prime Minister", his eyes are empty, most of the time there is nothing in those light-colored eyes, outsiders think that "Prime Minister" He is as close as a family with the city lord, but he doesn't know that Yu Jingzhu probably doesn't remember his appearance, and he definitely doesn't know where Yaocheng is when he is given a map.

This time he glanced at it for the first time, and then nodded slightly.

It's a pity, but then he asked his entourage about something else: "Where is the young master?"

The entourage shrank imperceptibly for a moment, but his master obviously noticed, so Master Yujing asked: "Did you catch up?"

"...My lord, forgive me..."

Master Yu Jing seemed to be in a good mood, he said: "Forget it, it doesn't matter."

The Patriarch of the Le Family who came from afar was not alone. The large group of troops walked up the steps of Yunmeng Tiangong, and he was more like the Emperor of Earth than the Lord Yujing who was often soured by various gates;

This group of people walked unhurriedly, dignifiedly, and many people waiting in Danxin Square wished they could fly over and drag them over.

Those who watch the excitement are usually not afraid of big things.

Qiuxian stood condescendingly on the clouds, overlooking the group of people. He was dressed in a long robe as white as clouds, with gold trim on the sleeves and neckline. He was silent as usual, unable to see his expression, his hands were folded between the wide sleeves, and he did not move;

Yan Rong, the Dragon Slayer Sword Immortal who rushed over in a hurry, was still holding the sword. She stopped at the head of the sect master, glanced at the provocative Le Jia Patriarch, ignored him with a sneer, and turned to look at a quiet person on the viewing platform. White silhouette.

Xue Yu asked first, "Master Yu Jing, what does this mean?"

Lord Yujing put his hand on the scabbard lightly, as if he was absent-minded, and the attendants beside him replied: "The son of Master Le has been missing for a long time in the Tiangong area, he is the son of Master Le, and it is reasonable for him to be anxious , it is not my Lord who can control it."

Before Xue Yu could react, someone had already taken the lead.

"You Yunmeng Tiangong, when did demons run rampant? Not to mention your Tiangong, even the one-acre three-point land under the jurisdiction of our Le family, no devil dares to provoke so openly." A manager of Le family seemed furious He said, "Or, the majestic Yunmengtian Palace, the sacred place of the school that all the Daomen admired, actually colluded with the Demon Sect?"

This - which one is this?

There was almost no sound from the whole audience, the Daoist grand gathering, thousands of immortals gathered, but suddenly the transition became a little faster, and suddenly, the ocean of joy was frozen by frost.

The two families came to the door at the same time, accusing Yunmeng Tiangong... of colluding with the devil?

"Master Le, did you make a mistake?" Someone in the crowd retorted, "If Yunmeng wanted to collude with the demons, why did he spend so much effort to destroy the demons? I'm afraid it will be a grand meeting of the Demon Sect!"

"Heh." Le Gan Shupi smiled, "Who knows where Master Yunmeng died now."

"Happy book! Be careful when you speak!"

The one who spoke was a disciple of Yunmeng's inner sect, his scolding didn't have much momentum, instead it made the Patriarch of the Le family laugh, and his steward then said in a strange way: "The disciples of your sect openly yelled and reprimanded me, Elder, I am afraid that Yunmeng has really acquired the habit of a devil?"

"You speak disrespectfully to the Lord of the Heavenly Palace in my Yunmeng realm, and you don't look at who is full of devilish habits!"

More Tiangong disciples were furious, and even sacrificed magic weapons.

The situation became even more chaotic. At this moment, the Charming Lady of the Ceremony Sect suddenly covered her lips delicately, and said to the person beside her, "Hey, not long ago, the Qin Demon brought his disciples and made a big fuss at the Baiyunyan Pier!"

Her voice is not loud, it can be said that it is very small, but there are all Taoists present, and no one is bad at hearing. During that time, Master Yunmeng never let the devils step into Yunzechuan.

Therefore, this important news was fueled by spiritual spies, and it spread quickly across the ten continents and three islands.

Le Ganshu turned sideways, touched the beard on the corner of his mouth, and seemed quite surprised: "Oh? There is such a thing?"

Many sects wanted to slander hypocrisy, but no one said it.

The charming lady also made a gesture of surprise: "Why, the owner of the Le family doesn't know? For nearly a thousand years, Yunmeng has been the leader of the Taoist sect. On the eve of the grand meeting, he was suddenly broken by the devil, but we were all secretly shocked. I don't know. Unconsciously, how did the devil suddenly become so powerful? Although Qiu Xian's sect leader is also a true immortal, there are countless capable people and strange people in Shizhou and Sandao. The sect is vulnerable to a single blow. , that's also...hehe~~~ Can't convince the public, right?"

As she said that, a female disciple beside her said with emotion: "Hey...it's not that our Nanhua sect is incapable. Compared with it, demons dare not come to Nanhua to make trouble. This Yunmeng, how can I order the Taoist sects in the world?"

Some people from Buqi Academy also stood up: "Don't talk about Nanhua, even us literati who play with words and ink, won't let the devils come and wreak havoc easily!"

The man spoke generously, and suddenly an old Taoist priest in rags jumped up in the crowd: "Pull it down, you don't have an academy, a group of birds can shit on it, and you don't pee your pants when you come to a devil?"

Even though the scene was tense, the laughter still exploded immediately. The old Taoist rubbed his muddy beard and continued to jump and shout: "Hey! That kid, did the spy give you a nickname, called Xiukou Scholar?" Why don't you change your name to Bird Shit Scholar?"

The laughter was even louder, echoing among the mountain peaks, it was like a roaring tsunami, which made the young Taoist's face turn purple with anger.

Qiuxian in the cloud suddenly said: "Sect Master Qingshan came to Yunmeng in person. It seems that this time, I, Yunmeng Tiangong, will really be blamed for poor hospitality."

After finishing speaking, he cupped his hands slightly, the dirty old Taoist rubbed his face, and kept waving his hands: "Don't, don't, I've managed to hide until now, and my disciples and grandchildren say I'm ugly and dirty, and I can't get it out. Don't let me come, I'm sneaking here!"

"Qiuxian Shangxian, don't avoid the important and take the light!"

Fu Yuanhong suddenly said loudly: "My Fu family is a distinguished family in ancient times. Although the various Daomen have not had close contacts with us until now, they have never had any quarrels. Since you, Yunmeng Tiangong, are the leader of the Daomen, you have to deal with everything. Tell me the truth! But now, you actually take the disciples of your sect seriously? In Yunmeng, my younger brother was used as a bait for experimenting with sorcery. Now, the disciple of the dignified demon-killing family has turned into a demonic aura , I am heartbroken, if I hadn't come in time, I'm afraid you would still want to deceive people!"

At the end, he said word by word: "Yunmeng Tiangong, what kind of Taoist leader is he? My Fu family has not been associated with Taoism for thousands of years, because of you, unrighteous Yunmeng!"

wow——

Big hats were put on one after another, and the whole scene was once again in chaos. Yunmeng has become more and more domineering over the past thousand years, and no longer peacefully teaches and educates in Yunzechuan, so it has already aroused the vigilance of the old sect.

The Nanhua faction is also powerful in Central Continent. Although Buqi Academy is a bit inferior, Lanzhou is barren, and it is the only Taoist sect that can stand on the table in the territory. Naturally, the senior officials of the academy don't want to have such a huge monster like Yunmeng on their heads. .

The law enforcement officers in black quietly approached the sky above Danxin Square, waiting in full force, only Tao Yue, who had just arrived with Variety Demon, was dumbfounded.

"Master, this...is this different from our agreement?"

The Variety Monster's skin was heaving and undulating, and his whole figure was twisted back and forth. His anger caused the ground under his feet to be cracked open. He said angrily, "Young Fu Family lied to me!"

"Then we..."

"No, we can't let them plot against our Heavenly Palace!" Baibian Yao said angrily, "What a family of demon slayers, with such twists and turns in their minds, they surrendered in the open, and they actually took advantage of the old man! Ah Yue, go to the Demon Suppressing Palace to get to know that kid." , the original arrangement is no longer needed, in case the brothers of the Fu family collude to bite people in front of the various gates—"

Tao Yue has already responded: "Yes, disciple understands how to do it."

Swords were already on the verge of breaking out in Danxin Square, and Qiu Xian, who was high in the sky, moved slightly, and suddenly appeared in front of Fu Yuanhong in the next moment, fluttering in long clothes, and Fu Yuanhong was young and energetic, and he never evaded, but instead came forward and said:

"How about, Qiuxian Shangxian, even if you are in the realm of true immortals, you can't bear the karmic debt of bullying juniors, or even massacring cities and clans, right? When the time comes, the devil will fall from the sky, and the thunder will strike your heavenly palace together... ..."

"When did my head, Yunmeng, say that I was going to slaughter your Fu family?" Yan Rong laughed back angrily, and the sword in her hand let out bursts of dragon moaning, "You have made an appointment today, come to me, Yunmeng, to fabricate rumors and tell tales!"

Fu Yuanhong was fearless, spread his hands and said with a smile: "I advise Qiuxian Shangxian to move slowly, don't damage the realm, and the Taoist heart is not stable!"

"That's good, you and I are equal in strength, Sect Leader, get out of the way of me!"

The dragon-slaying sword carried golden dragon energy, and without a word, it struck down in the air. Fu Yuanhong sneered, raised his long whip, and Qiuxian was caught between the two attacks. The sword energy barely stopped at his fingertips, and Qiu Xian suddenly felt a strange emptiness——

——The dragon-slaying sword energy is not as strong as imagined, but the Golden Whip Son on the other side doesn't hold back!

With a bang—

The spiritual light exploded and flew in turbulence. The headmaster Qiu Xian threw out the dragon-slaying sword, pushing Yan Rong backwards. The dragon-slaying sword brought the two spiritual powers of the master and Qiu Xian, and hit Fu Yuanhong's long whip, and the golden light danced. Many low-level disciples were forced to take half a step back by the impassioned momentum.

There was an exclamation followed by another sound. Fu Yuanhong was young and just showing his edge. He was the next generation that the Fu family focused on training. The head of Yunmeng made a move and blocked Fu Yuanhong's blow. Sword Immortal Zhanlong looked embarrassed, and the combination of the two seniors vaguely made Fu Yuanhong overwhelm the limelight?

Including Fu Yuanhong himself, they all took a step back and looked at their palms in surprise.

Qiuxian no longer cared about Fu Yuanhong, he suddenly yelled at the Herrschers in the sky: "Fengmai!"

Wind of Yunze River!

Blossoming green lotuses bloom from the clouds and dance along the wind. In the depths of Yunze River, between the Vientiane Peak and the Xingtu Palace, the eye of the Yunze River's wind veins, the wind-guiding sail that guides the flow of spiritual power, appeared at some point A crimson lotus, the lines seem to be still flowing color;

The cloud and mist circled, and the Yinming of Zhilutang broke through the cloud and mist, and saw the river of blood slowly flowing down the steps of the pavilion in Vientiane Peak.

The head of Vientiane Peak fell on the top of his own peak, blood flowed from his mouth and nose, but the light in his palm kept on, desperately protecting the hearts of his disciples. Seeing Yinming appearing, the two seriously injured disciples immediately shouted with all their strength: "The devil——the devil hides tightly, and has tampered with the wind early in the morning, and we... didn't notice it!"

The green lotus floating in the air suddenly bleeds from the heart of the lotus flower and turns into a voluptuous red lotus. The Buddhist monks of Wanfa Temple burst into exclamation. Everyone watched the green lotus dyeing in astonishment. Guang pointed directly at Haizhen, the teacher leading the team at Wanfa Temple!

The blood lotus slowly drifted past, the clear light disintegrated, and the sword energy disappeared. Hai Zhen applauded and laughed in front of everyone: "It's such a grand Taoist event, and the poor monk can't see it all!"

"Who are you!" Qiu Xian suppressed his anger and asked.

All the Buddha cultivators of Wanfa Temple immediately backed up and formed seals. The golden Buddha light and green lotus enveloped Haizhen's figure. He laughed loudly and stepped on a blood lotus on his toes. The next layer of skin reveals a fluttering scarlet monk's robe, the sleeves of which are billowing, brighter than clouds, as if a fire is burning on it.

Ink hair and red robe, a blooming red lotus painted on the white forehead, eyebrows and eyes raised, frivolous and unrestrained, without the slightest dignity of treasure appearance, tearing the skin of "Haizhen", Mofo stood in the sky above Yunzechuan and laughed loudly :

"The beauty of the prosperous age is rare in thousands of years!"

He looked around and had a panoramic view of the expressions of panic or astonishment of all Taoists, Le Ganshu and Fu Yuanhong were no exception—they just slandered Yunmeng Tiangong for collusion with the demon sect, who knew that a real demon would emerge from Wanfa Temple only.

Lin Daochang, who had been on the sidelines, suddenly became furious: "Thank you, the Demon Buddha of Guanghe Palace!"

——The elder brother of the blood demon Xie Ran, the master of the Demon Sect Guanghe Palace, is much stronger than his younger brother who is in the Mystic Blood Sect.

Xie Ran glanced at him casually, and said with a smile: "Let him settle the grievances between me and your sword master, you junior, don't shout."

The red blood lotus danced all over the sky, filled with a fishy smell, and the green lotus withered. The Demon Sect was already good at these tricky tricks. hands and feet.

Slowly guide the withering and corrosive power of the blood lotus into the spiritual power flow of Yunzechuan, Wanfa Temple came early again, mixed with the blood lotus energy bit by bit, the change is too subtle, covered by the spiritual power of heaven and earth, it is extremely difficult to detect, only There are a few naturally sensitive demon cultivators who have sensed it, but it is difficult to find out the root cause. After a long time, the true immortal power has also been enlightened.

"you--"

Xie Ran put his finger to his mouth and made a silent gesture: "Shh...listen, Yun Zechuan is furious."

Qinglian was stained with blood, the whole lake turned blood red, the palace maid in the cage turned pale with fright, Mao was so frightened that she almost shot out of her body, Daju let out a high-pitched cry, and gritted her teeth;

The palace lord picked up one at random, whether it was a blood lotus or a green lotus, whether it was to help him soothe his nerves or provoke him, this Demon Buddha, Xie Ran, must have had ulterior motives from the very beginning.

"So what good does it do you to annoy me?"

Xie Ranyao replied: "It's boring, I heard from the disciple of Lady Jiuge that she entered the Heavenly Palace barrier, so I'm curious to confirm—whether Lord Yunmeng is still alive or not."

"Now you confirm."

Master Yunmeng has not been seen for thousands of years, and Yunzechuan has also been for thousands of years, there has been no such shock.

Master Yujing, who was watching the opera on the high platform, suddenly turned his head, and for the first time, he was extremely shocked. His followers almost thought that their indifferent master had been taken away by the Demon Buddha.

Yudao Zhanxue trembled in the scabbard, and no one heard the small humming, but it took Master Yujing to stagger for two steps, and pushed away the hand of his own attendant who was trying to hold him.

"City Master, you—"

"To shut up!!!"

Yu Jingzhu hissed and roared, his followers had almost never seen such a gaffe of the city lord.

However, after a thousand years, he finally felt the calling again.

The call that made him extremely happy and full of killing intent.