"Go ahead, go to the main hall and take a look, the Star Wheel Mirror is just the beginning of the path of martial arts, don't be proud. Liang Yuan said softly.

"Yes, master. ”

The young man turned and strode towards the palace.

"Wait a minute. ”

Liang Yuan suddenly stopped the young man.

"Master?" the young man stopped after walking a few steps, and turned his head suspiciously, "Master, what else do you have to order?"

"Let me ask you, Zhuo Bufan killed your brother Luo Shaozhou, do you hate him?" Liang Yuan said with a tense face.

This young man was none other than Luo Danhua, a disciple of the Qinglong Martial Arts Pavilion.

Hearing Liang Yuan's words, Luo Danhua was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "I am not his opponent, besides, my brother is at fault first, how can I hate Zhuo Bufan." ”

Seeing that Luo Danhua's face was calm and his tone was indifferent, Liang Yuan's sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and said, "That's good, you go to cultivate first." ”

"Yes, master. Luo Danhua turned his head and strode towards the palace.

Seeing Luo Danhua's back, Liang Yuan frowned tightly, if Luo Danhua said that he hated Zhuo Bufan, maybe he wouldn't be angry, but Luo Danhua actually said that he didn't hate Zhuo Bufan, this kind of person is too deep and narrow-minded, and his future achievements ...... Limited.

"It's a pity that you have such a good talent, if Zhuo Bufan dies, you naturally won't hate him, and if he doesn't die, you shouldn't provoke him. Liang Yuan said to himself.

......

Blue Dragon Martial Arts Hall.

In the main hall of the peak, two figures stood in the air.

"Pavilion master, it's been a month, and Zhuo Bufan hasn't come out yet. A strong man with a bald head stood respectfully in the air and said slowly.

"Well, go and inform Zhuo Bufan's family and his wife. Fang Tangjing said lightly.

The bald strong man was about to turn around and leave, when Fang Tangjing said again: "I said that I am not sure of his life or death for the time being." ”

"I understand. The bald man nodded, and then turned into a streamer of light.

......

Shuzhou.

In the vast undulating mountain forest, a group of people sat cross-legged among the weeds, as if a rock was motionless.

"Groan!"

A voice suddenly sounded in the silent mountain forest.

In front of the crowd, the two silver-haired old men suddenly opened their eyes, and two balls of essence burst out of their eyes, "The sect master is out of the customs!"

With a shout, everyone 'woke up' at the same time and flew into the sky one after another, their eyes firmly fixed on the distance.

Three thousand meters in front of the crowd, there was a cliff, a few ancient pines with curved branches grew out of the rock crevices, the whole peak was about a thousand meters high, and a silver-white horse hung on the mountain wall like a picture.

Boom~

The torrent surges, and the waterfall that pierces about 100 meters falls down from the cliff, splashing white foam, surging back, and spilling jade beads.

At the bottom of this silver waterfall, an old man with long silver hair in a hairpin is sitting quietly on the top of a huge bluestone, which is about fifty meters wide and about 100 meters high.

The old man seemed to be one with the bluestone, and if he didn't look carefully, he wouldn't be able to find an old man sitting on the bluestone.

Recite!

Recite!

The old man standing on the bluestone seemed to have a wild dragon roaring in his body, and faintly let out a dragon groan.

When he opened his eyes, the old man's eyes were as calm as water, extremely clear, and his eyes seemed to hide the vicissitudes of life, giving people an ancient and eternal atmosphere.

"The congenital dragon realm has trapped me for thirty years, and it has finally broken through. ”

The old man muttered to himself and slowly stood up.

As he stood up, the silver waterfall behind him suddenly made a rumbling sound, and it actually began to flow backwards directly, faintly seeing a flying dragon hidden in the waterfall, making a dragon groan.

"The Sect Master has broken through. ”

Far away, three thousand meters away.

The group of people standing in mid-air were excited when they saw this scene.

Whoosh!

Dozens of figures immediately pierced the sky, and in an instant, they appeared in front of this wide waterfall, bowing respectfully and saluting.

"Welcome to the sect master!"

Everyone said in unison, and the sound shook all over the world.

Sect Master Qingxuan raised his head and glanced at them, bowing his head slightly, "What about Zhuo Bufan's head?"

A silver-haired old man took a step forward and said, "Back to the sect master, the Liu Protector sent out has been killed by Zhuo Bufan, and the other two disciples were also seriously injured and escaped by luck. ”

"Huh?"

The Qingxuan Sect Master frowned slightly, and there was an irrepressible aura of coercion pouring out of his body, which made everyone standing in mid-air tremble, as if they were ants facing a giant elephant, and only the two old men standing at the front could barely resist that powerful coercion.

"Sect Master, according to our intelligence, it seems that Zhuo Bufan has gone to the West, there must be some opportunity, and his strength may have broken through the innate level. ”

A silver-haired old man spoke as he struggled against the invisible pressure.

"Oh, the innate realm, it's really fast, but even so, it's easy for me to kill him. Sect Master Qingxuan put his hands behind his back and said lightly, with an unrivaled confidence and momentum in that tone.

With that, the Qingxuan Sect Master stretched out his palm, and suddenly the wide waterfall behind him floated in an instant, forming a water dragon about ten thousand meters long, the whole body was covered with dense scales, and the abdomen extended out of four claws, and the dragon's head was lifelike, hovering in mid-air.

From the moment the dark clouds in the sky converged, electric snakes flowed in it, and the rest of the place was sunny, only this one dark cloud obscured the sky, this situation looked quite strange.

"Groan!"

The domineering water dragon hovered and let out a dragon groan, and then rushed into the dark clouds, lightning and thunder.

The Qingxuan Sect Master's palm flipped over, and the water dragon burst open, turning into a torrential rain and falling down.

Everyone held up an aura shield outside their bodies to block the falling raindrops.

Turn your hands into clouds and cover your hands for rain!

"What a Zhuo Bufan, he broke through the innate realm in a short period of time, he must have a heavy treasure on him, I have to meet him in person. Sect Master Qingxuan snorted coldly, and suddenly turned into a cyan streamer and flew towards the south.

The rest of the people immediately followed. Zhuo Bufan killed Qingxuan and Qingzong a year ago, both of them were the sons of the Qingxuan Sect Master, but the Qingxuan Sect Master didn't mind losing his two sons, for cultivators, in that long life, countless heirs could be created, and family affection and blood were extremely weak for monks

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......

Tianmei Group, a building composed of tempered glass, reflects a gentle luster in the spring sun.

Inside the hall.

"Sir, wait a minute, I'll give Mr. Ye a call. The girl at the reception desk said politely, but she was still a little scared when she looked at the sturdy man in front of her, staring at a bald man with eight ring scars.

"Mr. Ye, there is a gentleman who wants to see you, and he said that he is a friend of Mr. Zhuo. Okay, I understand. ”

"Sir, please come with me!" The girl at the reception desk hung up the phone and led the bald man towards the president's elevator, "I'll take you to Mr. Ye's office." ”