The next day, the huge square of Shushan was crowded with people. In addition to the high-level elder protectors of Shushan, even a few too old people have appeared, venerable-level figures. In the case of disciples, both are internal disciples. Kunyue said a few words briefly, and then talked about the relationship between the two gates. To put it bluntly, it is to find some sense of belonging for the disciples.

After the process, it was Tang Wanjian who appeared. I don't know if he did it intentionally, after he appeared, without saying anything, he waved his hand and summoned ten thousand swords out. When ten thousand swords came out together, emerging from Tang Wanjian's side, hovering over everyone, these Kunlun disciples were really convinced. Tang Wanjian didn't say much, but simply said the rules of Xia Shu Mountain, the set of mutual exchange and mutual respect and love. Under the appearance of his ten thousand swords, it was much smoother than expected. Kunlun Gate Master Kun Yue became an elder, but Deputy Gate Master Qin Yue became the Deputy Gate Master of Shu Mountain. Soon all kinds of matters were arranged, and Kunlun disappeared from then on. After the ceremony, Shushan announced to the world, to put it bluntly, it was a notice. There was frequent chaos in various places, and I was not prepared to invite people to watch the ceremony, so everything was simple.

On the third day of Kunlun's merger into Shushan, when the sun came out, it was no longer white light, but red light. At this moment, many people were silent. The legend of the end times has almost spread throughout the cultivation world. The red sun is coming, and the end times are coming. Under the red sun, the demons danced wildly, and the demons were furious. Therefore, when the red light shines, many people know that the legendary end times have begun. Compared with the panic of most people, there are also some people who are excited. Because they ushered in, powerful combat power.

In the red light, the red pillars of light went straight to the sky, although they were fleeting, but they represented the combat power of the upper realm, which had descended.

"Why are we canceling our advent ceremony?" said an old monk in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect as he smashed a table and yelled. His name is Qianhong, and he is a monk of the Qianzi generation, one generation higher than the Fengzi generation. It can be regarded as the oldest generation of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect. Originally, when the red sun was in the sky today, he took a group of old people to prepare to welcome the people of the upper realm, but he didn't expect it to be canceled.

"Uncle Shi, you have to ask Nantian, the sect master, about this. He found the pillar people, and he also lost the people. Without the pillar people, how can the advent ceremony be completed?" Fengtian sat on the side, looked at Nantian Monk, and said lightly.

"Nantian, how did you become the sect master? Can't you handle such a big thing as a pillar person?" Qianhong asked angrily.

"This is the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, and I am the sect master. It seems that I am the one who is in charge, right? Elder or too old, can I do more than me, the master of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect?" Nan Tian asked lightly. Then he went to the throne above the main hall and sat down.

"Senior brother, is this your good apprentice? It seems that he is more domineering than you. Fengtian looked at Qianhong, whose face had changed completely, and said with a smile.

"Nantian ......" Feng Dao also had an ugly face and shouted in a low voice.

"Papa......" Nantian ignored it and slapped his face. Suddenly, twenty-three Venerable Beings walked in from outside. In particular, the eight people in front of them had a special momentum. "The Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect is also a place where rules are spoken, so let's talk about the rules today. Nantian said lightly.

As these people entered the main hall, there was suddenly a hint of gunpowder in the main hall. Mukden and Bongdo unconsciously stood together.

"Are you the Buddha Gate ants of the Nether?" asked the middle-aged monk who took the lead with an arrogant face.

"Nether?" Qian Hong was startled and quickly got up. "I don't know how many people are ......?"

"It's from above. I'm not interested in your business. However, this seat has promised that this Ten Thousand Buddha Sect is under his own control, and now you can be loyal?" said the middle-aged monk lightly.

"Yes, yes, the old man must listen to the orders of the adults. It's just that it seems a bit too much for a mere sect master to make conditions with adults. I don't know if the adults need to deal with them?" Qianhong asked with a smile like a summer flower.

Nantian didn't have the slightest fear, and didn't seem to care about Qianhong's proposal. Sure enough, as soon as Qianhong's words fell, a vajra spike appeared in his chest, which had pierced his heart. He didn't know until he died, why he died. Nantian seems to have known this result for a long time.

In fact, as early as a few days ago, he secretly communicated with the upper realm, and then invited someone to come down. It is true that the pillar man died, but it was not the pillar man prepared by Nantian, but the pillar man of the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect. If he was really worried about the problems of those pillars, he would have secretly sent a few more Venerables to guard them. Moreover, even a monk like Chenggang can know the place, with his cautious character, how to rest assured. So, in fact, these people were sent by him to die. He also secretly prepared a pillar man, but it was different, it was the Venerable he cultivated. Their spirits are incomplete, their intelligence is insufficient, and their true elements are complex, these are the best choices for the descending pillar people. Therefore, he communicated with the people above through Bukong and others. He is also conditional, that is, to truly control the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect.

The pillars of the sect were destroyed, and only this group remained, so they couldn't help thinking too much about it. Originally, they also planned to agree to come down first, and then find a way later. But after coming, they realized that their current body was actually a controlled system. As long as Nantian died, the people he controlled, these Venerables, would die immediately. Moreover, even if he didn't die, he could control these Venerable Beings to commit suicide. So even if it comes, it will already be affected. They can't move Nantian, they have to protect his safety and take care of his emotions. So when Qianhong said these two sentences, he was already included in the list of must-kill.

Seeing that Qianhong hung up in an instant, the group of old people, as well as the three brothers of Fengdao, were stunned. Mukden's face changed rapidly. The next moment, he clasped his hands together violently, and a golden light flashed from his body, and the golden body entered his body. didn't stop, let alone run, but stretched out his hand to shoot towards the south sky. Nantian didn't move, looking at him with a smile. A golden figure, a monk wearing a golden robe, appeared in front of Nantian. Fengtian's palm was lined up on the monk's body, making him turn sideways slightly, and bounced back. Fengtian felt a huge force coming, and the whole person flew out upside down. At this time, he discovered that on this monk's body, there were countless black runes that emerged.

"Nether ants, even if you have the strength of Tianzun, what. Without the help of advanced Dharma, don't try to compete with us. The middle-aged man sneered disdainfully. "Kill it. ”

The monk who took over disappeared in an instant and slapped towards Mukden. The palms clapped together, and Fengtian was beaten out, but the monk didn't react and played the second chapter. Fengtian didn't dare to take it hard, turned around and walked towards the outside of the main hall.

At this moment, a huge Buddha's hand suddenly slapped down, directly shattering Fengtian's golden body and slapping it on his body. I didn't see the Buddha's body, but I saw the Buddha's hand. This is the difference between the upper realm and the lower realm, and many Buddhist secret techniques have not been handed down.

"This Dharma name is the master of the Heavenly Road, the Upper Realm, and the Buddha's Heart Gate. What about the opinions of a few of you?" The middle-aged monk turned to look at Feng Dao and Feng Qian, as well as a few Venerables who came with Qian Hong, and even Tianzun.

"The old man is willing to obey the arrangements of the Lord and the Southern Heaven Sect Master. Bongdo frowned, bowed and folded his hands. Several other monks also hurried to give their respects.

"Bongdao. This sect master has called your master for so many years, I don't know if it is too much to let you kneel down and apologize?" Nan Tian sat on the main seat and asked lightly.

"It's not too much, the old man is ashamed of the sect master. Feng Dao's face was angry, and even his voice trembled a little. He clenched his fists and said through some gritted teeth. As soon as he finished speaking, he slowly bent his knees and fell to his knees. Suddenly, a piece of green brick turned into powder in an instant.

"Are you very unwilling? If you know, every time I call your master, I am just as unwilling, and even more disgusting. I don't need a master in Nantian, and I don't need some bullshit uncle. "The southern sky is falling. whispered to Feng Dao.

"Yes, yes, yes. Feng Dao bowed down and was about to lie on the ground, and then said.

"What an obedient dog. I've waited too long for this moment. Uncle Fengming, I don't know how you choose?" Nan Tian stared at Fengming on the side, and then asked with a smile. As soon as Fengming's legs bent, he knelt straight on the ground. The others, who were too old, looked at each other and followed suit.

"Haha......" Nantian laughed. The emotions that had been suppressed for too long suddenly erupted, making Nantian look crazy. However, he himself did not care. He took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and poured out blood-colored pills. With a flick of his fingers, the pills flew straight towards several people.

"Take medicine or die. You only have three breaths of time. I'm sorry, but I don't believe in your loyalty. So, can you put me at ease?" Nantian said lightly. In his heart, the difference between overturning his own words and farting is not very big. That's why he prepared this pill. On the other hand, this thing was not only used for cultivation, but also a pill to control them, just like the Venerable that Nantian had cultivated himself.

The atmosphere was tense together. Bongdao and Bongming's faces sank like the sea, and they seemed to be about to wring out the water. Even so, they still took the pill handed by Nantian and swallowed it. Just as the pill melted in their mouths, they felt a force corrupting their souls. Suddenly, several people rolled around on the ground with their heads in their hands, wailing incessantly. The wound of the soul is not only very slow, but also very painful.