Zhang Jue was silent for a long time, and after checking around for a long time, he still couldn't find the slightest other breath. I have to open his eyes. Someone raises little ghosts to harm him, if he can't see these feminine things. Xu Amu may be killed in the effort he turns around.

The imp kills people very quickly, with the exception of today's imp, today's imp is grinding, as if he wants to test something.

Watching the two masters and apprentices walk away together, the young man in the distance sneered: "If it weren't for the people behind you, I would have killed you in this childish way?" The old man waved his hand and let you die instantly. Hum! ”

said gritted teeth, extremely resentful.

He was jealous, too jealous, he had always understood the sinister and cunning character of the bastard of the ancestor Dao. Definitely not that kind of upright gentleman, all of them are upright real villains.

When you play him, whether it's heads-up or not, they will always assess the strength of both sides first. If you are weaker than him, he will be full of righteousness and will press you to torture and kill. If the forces are evenly matched, he will use all kinds of conspiracies and sneak attack methods in an endless stream. If you are stronger than him, even if you are a little stronger, he will not make direct contact with you, and will either turn around and run, or call the backer out.

This is the Patriarch Dao, oh, and it is also the character and thoughts of all the disciples who used to descend the mountain in the Heavenly Master Dao. These two factions, because of their status, will never produce righteous men and gentlemen, and will never have the spirit of bushido. As long as you win or lose, don't use means, unscrupulous means!

The young man hated it very much, but when he thought about it, he was relieved, and muttered: "However, do you think I will only use Taoist methods? Open the eyes of heaven? Then I won't let the feminine thing do it. ”

And that's just one of them.

There are six who secretly plotted against Zhang Jue. The situation is critical.

In fact, each one is stronger than Zhang Jue, who does not have a gentleman's sword, but each one is jealous. They didn't dare to act rashly, and they were dormant to plan an earth-shattering thunderous blow, which was the right way.

They don't even dare to expose their own methods, they only dare to use the means of the world, the Taoist gate, the Buddhist gate, the witch gate, and the mantra gate.

Even if it's death!

They won't let Zhang Jue know who they are!

There is no doubt that this is a terrible enemy, an enemy that hides in the shadows, like a rat that has the strength of a tiger but hides in the shadows.

At midnight, the summer breeze is slightly cool.

Xu Amu knelt in front of a portrait, which was quite old, there was no one on the portrait, but a mountain was painted, and this mountain was the Patriarch Mountain. In the painting, there are three big characters written in the book - the Tao of the Patriarch.

This is the ancestor of the patriarch, Zhang Jue once officially entered, and it was this portrait that he worshipped. No one knows who the ancestor of the ancestor is, and they all say that it is just that mountain, but this is pure.

Xu Amu knelt respectfully, glanced at Zhang Jue, got a hint from his eyes, knelt three times and bowed nine times, threw himself to the ground with five bodies, and shouted loudly:

"Today, the stars testify, the bright moon builds a bridge, the heavens and the earth witness, the master advocates, I Xu Amu, born in the eighteenth month of the first month of 1979, worshiped under the patriarch of the yin and yang worlds, and became a disciple of the patriarch. I am willing to inherit the path of the ancestors, I am willing to do the way for heaven, I am willing to fight for the way of the ancestors, I am willing to rest for the way of the ancestors......"

The words were impassioned, and he stood up after the salute.

But when I saw the ancestor mountain in the portrait, a blue light suddenly flashed, and then the portrait flew by itself, rolled into a scroll, and flew back to Zhang Jue's hand, and the brilliance faded.

Zhang Jue's face became nervous, and he hurriedly opened the scroll again. At this time, I saw that on the old painting, there were suddenly three more words: Xu Amu.

Those three words will move, slowly become smaller, and then fly towards the ancestral mountain in the painting. Imprinted into the Patriarch Mountain and disappeared.

Zhang Jue breathed a sigh of relief, his name was recorded by Patriarch Mountain, this disciple has become! (To be continued.) )

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