Mo Tear walked forward slowly, his eyes firm, he knew that the masters on the other side who were even regarded as immortals in the eyes of ordinary believers were actually more ruthless than anyone else, and it was impossible to let him go just by asking a few words.

He knew better that Senior Brother had no chance of winning and could take him down the mountain safely, not to mention that once the fight started, it would really offend the whole world.

Those few people on the opposite side gathered the masters of the three most powerful sects, once they offended them, it would be tantamount to being an enemy of the entire cultivation world, even the strongest Ninety-Five Supreme of the Shuntian Dynasty would not do this.

What's more, he is just a stinky boy from Jingwei Town, and in front of these big people, he is not worth mentioning at all.

The only thing that surprised him was that the senior brother was stronger than he imagined, and if a young and powerful character like the senior brother ruined his future because of himself, it would really not be worth it.

Even if he knew that every step he took was a step towards death, he was not afraid at all.

Li quickly watched Mo Tear slowly walk forward, and shouted loudly: "Stop, junior brother, if you go further, senior brother is really not sure that he can bring you back safely." ”

Mo Tear grinned, did not look back, continued to walk forward firmly, and said boldly: "Senior brother, you go back." Talk to Master.

The old immortals of the three major sects in the world may also take a fancy to my immortal wind bones, and they all want to leave me on the mountain and take me as a disciple?

Senior Brother looked worried, and just wanted to open his mouth to persuade him, when an extremely thick voice suddenly sounded around him, as if the whole world was shaking, "You stinky boy, call your senior brother to pick you up, and you can't take it back? ”

Mo tear turned his head suddenly, but he didn't see the master's figure, and hurriedly looked around.

After a while, the figure of the master in mid-air was captured.

In fact, he had long known that this god stick master still had a certain ability.

When a god can meet a robber, he obviously runs faster than a horse, but he deliberately slows down and is surrounded by robbers.

There is no god stick walking on the muddy path, but not a drop of muddy water is stuck to his shoes.

How can a magic stick be able to take him out of the house at the moment of explosion.

How could there be a divine stick that could teach such a powerful cultivator as Senior Brother and Second Senior Sister.

How could there be a god stick who dared to swagger and deceive under the name of the Jingshe Immortal Sect, and then tried his best to throw himself into the net.

It's just that he didn't expect that Master Shen's magical powers could actually stand quietly in the sky.

He also had this kind of dream when he was a child, to be able to walk with his feet off the ground, and to be able to stand quietly in the sky with his hands on his back, what a domineering thing.

But as he grew older, he no longer thought about these unrealistic things, and he couldn't even kill a chicken at home, and he still thought that he could take it off, which was a fool's dream.

Usually, this god stick master who is not serious like a child who doesn't grow up is extremely domineering at this time. Mo Tear waved excitedly to the sky and shouted, "Master, look here, look here!"

Yifan Daoist fell to the ground smoothly, without raising a trace of dust, and with a slight hook of his fingers, Mo Tear felt a huge suction, sucking him back alive.

Yifan Daoist stretched out two fingers, knocked on his tearful forehead, and said with a smile: "It's time to play enough, don't go back with the teacher." ”

"I want to go back too, but they won't let me go. Master, we are all swaggering and deceitful sticks, and we can't afford big shots like each other.

If it is not done well, the three sects in the world will be offended all at once, and when the time comes, how will our master and apprentice go to the end of the world with swords? How can we make money by abducting and abducting them?

Don't worry, this matter is left to me, I'll go and talk to them well, they will definitely not embarrass my junior, maybe they will let me go?"

Mo Tear glanced at the masters opposite, hurriedly covered his mouth, approached the ears of a mortal Taoist, and said in an extremely low voice.

As soon as Mo Tear took a step, a mortal Taoist gently lifted him, threw him lightly, threw it to the senior brother's side, and said loudly: "Hurry, take care of him." ”

Senior Brother nodded quietly.

The moment the ink tears were lifted, the little skin behind him grinned, waved his small fist, and hammered at a mortal Taoist.

Yifan Daoist felt a pain under his feet, and did not have too much expression, looked down, Xiaopi also looked up tremblingly, glanced at each other, Xiaopi hurriedly lowered his head.

Yifan Daoren's eyes lit up, slowly squatted down, looked at Xiao Pi unscrupulously, and flicked his fingers lightly, knocking Xiao Pi to the ground.

As if he had been greatly wronged, Xiaopi trotted all the way to hide behind Mo Tear.

Yifan Daoist looked at the ink tears, and then looked at the little skin that lived under his feet, was slightly surprised, sighed, and slowly stood up.

The few people standing opposite are all among the best masters in the world, and even the entire Shuntian Dynasty has to rely on the three sects in the world, and the few people on the opposite side are even if His Majesty sees them, and they have to give three points in front of them, but in the eyes of a mortal Taoist, they are not as good as a monkey.

Ling Yun looked at a mortal Daoist for a long time, but he never saw any clues about him, and it was even more difficult to find out what kind of realm he had reached in his cultivation.

But the only thing he can be sure of is that no matter how powerful this person is, it is impossible to take people away in this situation.

Until this time, Yifan Daoist quietly turned his head, looked at the crowd opposite, saluted slowly, and said freely: "Poor Dao Law Yifan, that stinky boy just now, is my little apprentice, if there is anything that offends you, I am here to accompany you on his behalf." ”

After the Taoist saluted again, without waiting for the person on the other side to speak, he said calmly: "Okay, since it's okay, we should also go." ”

Ling Yun was slightly stunned, and hurriedly stopped: "I'm afraid it's not that simple, my Jade Bead Peak has always been peaceful, and a few days ago there was a monster, and I suspect that it is related to your little apprentice, so we have to let him go back with us and accept the investigation." ”

A fan Taoist pretended to suddenly realize, "Oh, I see. But what's the matter with this apprentice? He's just a stinky boy who hasn't dried up, how can he summon monsters?

Everyone was present before, didn't they say that there was a handsome descendant of the Sanqing Daomen, and a spear split this mountain peak, and those monsters didn't come out of the cracks?

I should ask that person, it has nothing to do with me, an unsuccessful apprentice!"

When the words fell, the Qingxin Daoist was in a hurry, and hurriedly explained: "I sent Chen Du to only melt the realm now, even if he has great ability, it is impossible to split the Jade Pearl!"

Yifan Daoist smiled, and said: "Then you mean that my apprentice has split it, you take a good look, if my apprentice has that amazing ability, he can still stay here obediently and be caught by you." ”

The Qingxin Daoist was stunned for a moment and refuted speechlessly.

Ling Yun looked at Mo Tears again, felt even more weird, and said coldly: "Just now, we saw that your little apprentice came out of the crack in the cliff, covered in flames, and was not transformed by vitality.

Everyone in the world knows that cultivators have vitality as the foundation, and if they want to transform the power of nature, they can't do it unless they are suitable for the heavenly realm, but in the end, it is still vitality?

And your apprentice, don't talk about cultivation for the time being. The flame he released just now was not vitality, so weird, shouldn't we ask. ”

Yifan Daoist was extremely surprised, frowned and said: "There is such a thing, I really don't know about it, when I bring this unsuccessful apprentice back to inquire about it, I will definitely give you an explanation." ”

Seeing the brazen appearance of a mortal Taoist, the elder of the Library Hall interjected directly, and said fiercely: "In short, today, it is impossible for anyone to take him away. ”

Yifan Daoist grinned and said casually: "It seems that there is no way to talk about it." To tell you the truth, what qualifications do you old boys who only know that they are nesting in the mountains and have only grown for a long time in their lives to detain my apprentices?

Can my apprentice transform into a flame?

On weekdays, you pretend to be a master who has a pure heart and few desires and cares about the world's mundane affairs, but in fact, you are wider than anyone else, and you are more tacky than anyone else, and you have really been locked up in the mountains for a long time.

Isn't it the simple truth that under heaven and earth, there are no wonders, there are people outside the world, there is heaven outside the sky, and a mountain is higher than a mountain, do you still need me to teach you?"

When the high-ranking person on the other side heard this, some were furious, some were secretly calculating, and some were looking at it, and only the grumpy elders of the Library Hall did it directly.

A sword that flew at great speed stabbed straight into the eyebrows of a mortal Taoist, and a mortal Taoist still stood still, and he was not prepared to make a move.

"Get out of the way. ”

Mo Tear was shocked and yelled. I was helpless to the extreme, this kind of domineering way of speaking was tantamount to slapping the other party in the face? In this way, I angered the other party? But I really ran all the way to this mountain to die!

In a trance, a mortal Taoist smiled slightly, his eyes were slightly raised, an invisible barrier, the advance of the sword that was instantly blocked, the sword with a cold light and awe-inspiring sword, constantly rotating at high speed on the barrier, but it was always difficult to advance a bit.

The elder of the Library Hall immediately stepped forward, and just held the hilt of the sword, the eyes of a mortal Taoist shook, and an air wave instantly generated around his body, slapping the latter out fiercely, and the aftermath trembled slightly, shaking around.

Poor Mo Tear only covered his ears and roared loudly, all in vain, almost vomiting blood, Li Susu immediately waved his hand, and invisibly blocked the terrible aftermath for him.

On the opposite side, there were several unborn masters standing in the distance, and they also hurriedly exercised their skills to resist the powerful force that came not far away.

In an instant, a large sandstorm was set off, and the elders of the Library Hall, who were shocked and vomited blood on the spot, rushed out of the dust, fell to the ground, drew several meters, raised their heads in horror, and looked at the green mountain-like figure in the dust.

Almost at the same time, everyone was stunned. The other party's cultivation power was really beyond their imagination, and they had the same question in their hearts, why had they never heard of such a high person before?

Yifan Dao continued: "Poor Dao is not here to fight, and he is not very good at fighting, but he is still sure of dealing with a few of you.

The four members of the Jingshe Immortal Sect are not bad, at least in these years, the management of the sect is in good order, and their behavior is still in accordance with the word morality.

Sanqing Daomen, the founder of your Sanqing Old Dao, Taoism Xuantong, more ambitious and talented, lifelong hold for the heart of heaven and earth, for the name of life: for the saint to continue the learning, for the eternal peace of the majestic heart.

It's just that now, I'm afraid that his grand ambition is just a few words engraved on the stone wall by your sect. As the head of the Pure Heart Dao, how many unsightly things have you done? I'm afraid that after a hundred years, you really won't have the face to see your ancestor.

The Holy Sword Pavilion you are also not as good as the generation, think back then, the first generation of the Great Sword Saint Wang Bazhi, the swordsmanship is superb, when you are young, you can do the sword in your hand, the sword is the hand, and then forget the sword, and then look at the hand, and reach the state of the unity of the heart and the sword.

is about to be in the woody year, but he can realize that there is no sword in his hand, there are thousands of swords in his heart, and he can win without a sword.

Dare to ask you, Mo Sheng, who is known as the youngest Great Sword Saint, could do any of these two realms?

You people spend all day in a reverie: feathers become gods. It seems to be far away from the world, but in fact it is more vulgar than anyone else, how can you go further in that hundred feet?"

Their six peerless masters were all deeply stunned, and they were speechless for a while.

After a while, Ling Yun hurriedly stepped forward, and after saluting respectfully, he said firmly: "Even if you have the ability to reach the heavens, it is impossible to take your little apprentice down the mountain today, I have sent tens of thousands of disciples from the three halls to surround the Jade Pearl, how can you reach ten thousand with one?"

Yifan Daoist smiled, slowly turned around and walked towards Mo Tear, and said quietly: "Poor Dao just said that he didn't come to fight, but to take my little apprentice back, I saw that we were fated, so I casually said a few words to you, don't take it seriously." ”

Ling Yun was stunned.

Yifan Taoist laughed, and said like a singing: "You have tens of millions of disciples, and you can have me as a disciple." ”

A fan Taoist waved his hand lightly, setting off a storm. The six people on the opposite side got up and moved, rushed forward, but there was no figure in sight, and they were terrified for a while, looking around, but there was no figure.

Then, he shouted the word god and man.

In these short fifteen days, all kinds of rumors spread among the people in an instant.

Someone saw with their own eyes that six immortals descended on Qingfeng Mountain, split the big peak, suppressed hundreds of thousands of demons, and cried wolves for fifteen days before they stopped.

Someone saw with their own eyes that a seven-foot old man who walked down the mountain slowly sat in the air, with long hair fluttering, it was the immortal who descended to earth and spread the world.

There are even rumors that the immortal is running around for the sake of the world, and his clothes are worn and tattered, but he is still golden and cannot be looked at directly.

In short, rumors spread all of a sudden, and the incense on Qingfeng Mountain was stronger than ever, and many people came to admire it.

And the real situation is that after the monsters were suppressed, the head of Lingyun ordered the blockade of Yuzhu Peak, and on the top of the mountain, set up a nine-turn exorcism array to prevent the monsters from reappearing, and he was even more afraid that they would go down three times to harm the people.