It's no wonder that Deacon Zhou doesn't believe it, he can only say that Long Zun is too well hidden, and his Deacon Zhou's strength is too low.

A young face, with a young body, also coincidentally appeared in the assessment of Qingyunmen's disciples, looking the same as other young people who want to enter Qingyunmen.

In Deacon Zhou's eyes, he would not think that his cultivation was too low to see Long Zun's cultivation, but he just thought that Long Zun was an ordinary young man who participated in the assessment of Qingyunmen, how could such a young man attack Qingyunmen.

Even if he really attacked Qingyunmen, there were so many Qingyunmen disciples present, and any one of them could easily clean up an ordinary young man if they stood up.

Therefore, he thought that the Qingyunmen disciple who made the whistle was making a fuss, and at the same time, he didn't believe that the young man this Qingyunmen disciple was referring to would attack the Qingyunmen.

At this time, Deacon Zhou was completely relieved and had time to care about another Qingyunmen disciple who had obviously suffered a lot of internal injuries...... Zou Tong.

"Zou Tong, what's wrong with you, I see that your situation is not very good, and you have gone crazy in practice. "Zhou Zhi couldn't think of any damage that Zou Tong could receive on Qingyun Mountain within the scope of Qingyun Gate, so he could only lean in the direction of going mad and falling into the devil, which was obviously a little possible.

"Deacon Zhou, it's him, it's him who injured me, you have to call the shots for me!" Zou Tong also pointed forward with a hateful expression.

Deacon Zhou's gaze followed the direction of his finger and found that Zou Tong and the Qingyunmen disciple who had made a fuss before were referring to a person, and he was still an extremely ordinary young man.

"Nonsense, how could he hurt you, he didn't have any cultivation as an ordinary person, how could he hurt you as a martial arts realm cultivator. Deacon Zhou still didn't believe it, and at the same time scolded Zou Tong.

I was wondering if I was too good to Zou Tong, and I actually started to lie to him with nonsense.

Zou Tong didn't speak for a while, his own backup turned out to be someone else's reinforcement, and he was suddenly speechless.

In addition, none of the other Qingyunmen disciples spoke, not that they couldn't speak, but they were all stunned.

In their eyes, although Deacon Zhou was only an outer deacon, he was also a cultivator of the Martial Master Realm, and even the cultivators of the Martial Master Realm could not see the other party's cultivation.

They saw each other's shots with their own eyes, and they knocked Zou Tong away with one palm, to be precise, they only used the palm wind to fly Zou Tong, which caused Zou Tong to suffer a lot of internal injuries.

When I thought of the deacon Zhou in front of me, he couldn't see through the other party's cultivation, and only regarded him as an ordinary person, which showed how high the other party's cultivation was, at least it was not something that a small martial artist like them who had just stepped into the cultivation path could provoke.

Finally, it was the Qingyun Sect disciple who made a whistling sound that spoke first and reminded, "Deacon Zhou, he is not an ordinary person, but a cultivator. ”

"Nonsense, I can't tell if it's a cultivator, isn't he just an ordinary young man who has just passed the entrance test? You people are always making a big fuss, and you have to do something about everything. Deacon Zhou not only didn't believe his words, but instead counted the surrounding Qingyunmen disciples.

These Qingyunmen disciples didn't spurt out a mouthful of blood, obviously they were telling the truth, but Deacon Zhou didn't believe it, but thought that they were deliberately looking for trouble.

At the same time, I also understood in my heart that Deacon Zhou's cultivation was too low, and he couldn't see his cultivation, so he treated it as an ordinary person.

Among these Qingyunmen disciples, the most aggrieved is Zou Tong, he is the victim, the one who was injured, as for why he was injured, he would never think about it, but now he, the victim, has become his own practice and gone crazy.

If you want to cry without tears, I really want to question it loudly, there is no heavenly reason.

Beep! Beep!

At this moment, several other Qingyunmen disciples let out a howl at the same time, since Deacon Zhou couldn't count on it, they decided to recruit stronger people from Qingyunmen to come out and administer justice.

Deacon Zhou's face was dark, gloomy and terrifying, and these Qingyunmen disciples let out a whistling sound, obviously distrusting him, and their hearts were extremely angry.

Zou Tong also wanted to make a whistling sound, but he raised his hand several times, but in the end he didn't dare, not because he didn't want to, but under Deacon Zhou's almost murderous gaze, he didn't have the courage to make his own whistling like several other Qingyunmen disciples.

However, no matter who made the whistling sound, the effect was the same, and the time did not delay for too long, and three figures flew over from the direction of Qingyun Mountain.

The three people who just arrived were not others, but the three people who were originally guarding at the foot of Qingyun Mountain and presiding over the recruitment and assessment of Qingyunmen disciples this year.

As soon as the three of them were steady, when Deacon Zhou saw the person clearly, he immediately walked over and shouted respectfully to the eldest one, "Uncle Shi." ”

In fact, Deacon Zhou is not much younger than the other party, but in terms of generation, he has become two generations.

"Hmm. The other party replied casually, and asked instead, "Is it your whistle, what's wrong?"

Deacon Zhou's face was embarrassed for a while, but he still had to explain the matter, so he explained: "It wasn't me who made the whistle, it was a few other disciples. ”

As he spoke, he looked at the Qingyun Sect disciples who were whistling.

As soon as the other party heard that it was not Deacon Zhou, he threw Deacon Zhou aside, walked straight to the Qingyunmen disciples, came closer, and asked, "Why are you screaming for help?"

"Returning to the East Gate Elder, someone is attacking our Qingyun Gate, so the disciple has to let out a howl for help. "It was the Qingyunmen disciple who was the first to make a whistle.

On the side, Zou Tong wanted to speak, but as soon as his lips squirmed twice, he saw Deacon Zhou's black face like a black cauldron, and swallowed back the words that came to his mouth.

"Who attacked Qingyunmen?" said the East Gate Elder with an ugly face, and at the same time his eyes examined the people present one by one, and the final result was the same as Deacon Zhou, and he couldn't find a target at all.

"It's him. This time, the Qingyunmen disciple didn't need to be asked, and directly pointed at the old god's presence in Longzun.

As he pointed his finger over, Long Zun smiled at him with a gentle smile.

But in the eyes of the other party, it was not like that at all, it was more like a silent threat, and he was so frightened that he quickly withdrew his fingers.

Although his finger was quickly withdrawn, the East Gate Elder still saw the target of his finger from the direction of his finger.

"Is he going to attack Qingyunmen?" Or just like before, the elders of the East Gate also didn't believe that such a young man with no cultivation would be the murderer of the Qingyunmen.

At this time, Deacon Zhou interjected: "These outer disciples are completely fooling around, they must be punished, how can the person who attacked Qingyunmen be an ordinary person who doesn't even have cultivation." ”

Although the East Gate Elder did not speak, the expression on his face obviously agreed with Deacon Zhou's words.

(End of chapter)