(It's really damned, the network was cut off yesterday, please update a friend, who knows it's heavy, forgive your sins.)

In the year of Gengyin, on the 20th day of November in the Gregorian calendar, on the 15th day of the 10th month of the Chinese lunar calendar, Tianmen reunited in Menghai, Myanmar two months after the wedding of the master of the gate.

At this time, Tianmen was no longer a simple Chinese cultivator sect, but had become a giant dominating the entire Asia.

From the Bering Strait in the east, to Pakistan in the west, to the coast of the Arctic Ocean in the north, and to Sri Lanka in the south, although it is not yet a territory on the surface, it has become an unprecedented huge underground kingdom!

Majestic, unmatched.

However, even so, there was no look of excitement on the faces of all the Heavenly Gate disciples.

The reason is simple: the door owner has a bad face.

If the owner of the gate is not happy, there is no reason for Tianmen to be happy!

"Gathering in Zhongnan today, I think you can also guess that there is a problem in Zhongnan all the way." Han Feng turned his head and glanced at the head-lowering masters who were sitting on the side, and said lightly:

"The rest of the roads, except for Butterfly Island, either have no opponents, or the opponents are too weak, or they have not resisted, which is why they have progressed so rapidly."

In one sentence, the other three people were defined-they all picked up soft persimmons, what is there to be happy about? Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, the people in Tianmen completely lost any festive mood.

What the master said is true, and there is indeed no credit worthy of a special book, so how can you be proud of your credit?

"The enemies encountered along the way in Zhongnan are not as strong as the Indian cultivators, but their will to resist is much stronger! The master of this sect thinks that if it is changed to any of the way here, I am afraid it will be the same situation. ”

Han Feng said calmly, as if this was not a big deal, but when it fell into everyone's ears, it became a golden rule and had to be obeyed.

"Zhongnan Road, headed by 'Qianling Cave Master' Li Wujian, supplemented by 'Lancang Ancient Road' Xiao Tianxiao, Chun Yuliang Brother and Kunlun Elder Yuqing Dao Chief, a total of 84 Tianmen disciples. There was also a Hades squad to assist in the operation. ”

The lord of Han Gate spoke eloquently, flat and straightforward, without any ups and downs, but the heroes of Tianmen listened to it more and more heavily.

If it was really so calm, why would the gate master order the entire Heavenly Gate to gather here?

Everyone knows that the calmer it seems, the more violent the storm will be.

But the Korean style is still bland:

"With such a configuration, it is put on any road, and I believe that the same results can be achieved as you. In other words, if one of the other three roads is arbitrarily placed here, it is estimated that it will still face the same stubborn resistance! ”

"Han Feng said this, I don't know what you think?"

After the door master finished speaking, he seemed to smile slightly. And this smile and words fell on the bottom of Qunhao's heart, but he couldn't help but "chuckle".

Everyone came to Myanmar with the mentality of a victor, thinking that even if there is no merit, it is for the gate of heaven and the master of the gate, no matter how you say it, this is also something to be proud of. But now it seems that this is not the case.

If Li Wujian were to swap with any of them, there would be no doubt that he would achieve the same result; And any way to exchange with it, it will definitely encounter the same problems as now.

In that case, if it is good luck, what is there to be proud of?

"The master of this sect really wants to understand something," Han Feng paced two steps, standing with his hands in his hands, his clothes gently rising and falling in the breeze, just like his broad chest:

"Could it be that I, up and down the gate of heaven, tens of thousands of people, will only bully the weak? When you encounter the slightest bit of tough resistance, will you stop? Or even almost collapsed?! ”

"Since you are so weak and incompetent, what is the use of the master of this sect and the gate of heaven!"

The last sound was angry, like thunder, the sound shook the four fields, and the heaven and earth were instantly silent, and even the night wind disappeared without a trace.

The hearts of the heroes of Tianmen and the head descenders were like being shocked by a giant hammer, and they didn't dare to make a sound, they couldn't help but tremble slightly, bowed deeply, and put their heads on the ground, and the whole camp was like a dead city!

The master of the door has always shown himself as gentle and charitable, and has never been so angry as he is today, and although everyone has been prepared in their hearts, they still dare not confront it, and they dare not have any other thoughts except obedience.

The power of the master of the door should be like this.

"It's all the incompetence of the subordinates, I implore the master of the door to punish him!"

It was the only thought in everyone's mind, and the only voice that gathered in the night sky of Meng Hai. This voice was neat and low, like a gloomy thunder rolling by, and he didn't dare to make a loud sound, lest he frighten the gods of heaven and earth.

Han Feng looked coldly at the crowd kneeling in front of him, unmoved.

Lao Tzu worked hard and lonely, and he was a blood river flower, and he was desperately teaching Taoism, and he even used the bloody bridge section of vomiting blood, I didn't expect it to be this kind of ending?

Is the head lowerer very hanging? Can you still drag the strongest magician in Europe, Merlin?

But even this group of second-rate goods can actually block the gate of heaven for two months? If it weren't for Lao Tzu's boundless mana to eliminate the blood curse in the disciples' bodies, the ghost would know what kind of heavy casualties would occur in this way?

What's even more hateful is that you can play with your life, after all, it is your own life. But your life is all played by yourselves, what do you do to play with the catastrophe of destroying the world - can you only play with Lao Tzu's life?

Since you can only play with your own life, then what do you want you to do!

At this moment, the crazy brother really had the idea of dissolving the Heavenly Gate.

Ahem, of course it's just a joke...... It only appeared for a fraction of a second, and it was already ruthlessly vetoed by the crazy brother - isn't there no dead person now? That means there is still salvation. Since there is salvation, that is to say, when the catastrophe comes, Lao Tzu can still play with other people's lives!

Healing the sick and saving people is the king.

…………

It was a month and a half, a bright moon had risen, the light was like water, quietly illuminating, in this piece of grass, the figures were longing, but they were all still, like a sculpture formed by the ocean.

Han Feng stood in the center, behind him were the four wives and Li Qiuhan, nearly 10,000 Tianmen disciples in front of him, and the lowering masters next to him were silent like cicadas, trembling and throwing their bodies to the ground.

They have just surrendered, and Tianmen really wants to settle accounts, and no one can resist.

Although it is said that half of the surrender is lost, what if this thunder-god-like door master is in a bad mood and kills everyone?

can make the master of the door so angry, the head lowering masters are the culprits!

Fortunately, Han Feng sang with a red face, and the rest of the people didn't dare to speak, but it didn't mean that the wife of the door owner didn't dare to speak.

"The moon is full on a moonlit night, it should be a beautiful day, and you can drink and talk with friends, how can you do this? It's only been less than two months since the moonlit night in Lingshan, and now he turns his face and doesn't recognize people? ”

The night wind suddenly rose, the fragrant wind was intoxicating, listening to this voice, Tianmen Qunhao knew that it was Mrs. Tang who came forward.

Zhao Feifei can be heartless and lungless, Tana can only be ignorant, He Yi is new to the unknown, can sing white-faced and be a good person, of course, only, or Sister Yue'er.

Seeing that the atmosphere was stagnant and everyone was ashamed, the head lowering masters had just surrendered, and they were shocked in their hearts. If it goes on like this, I don't know how long it will be stiff! The most important thing is that if this goes on like this, it will not be good for Han Feng!

Hitting a child is not an end, but a method. If the process is called the end, then it is called a tragedy.

With her husband's lazy temperament, did she gather tens of thousands of subordinates and come to Myanmar to play a tragedy?

With Tang Yue'er's intelligence, how can she not understand that there should be a white face?

So when the time was right and the heat was just right, Tang Yue'er immediately stood up and exonerated the people of Tianmen - of course, it still appeared from the perspective of blaming Han Feng, and would never blame his subordinates.

It's the smartest and most ingenious way to do it.

It is understandable for a wife to blame her husband. But the faint meaning of interceding for the disciples of Tianmen is known to everyone, so the love for this Mrs. Tang in his heart is naturally even higher.

This method of restraining people's hearts is not clever, but in such a situation, except for the ladies, who dares to speak out?

There is a lady out of the horse, I don't think the owner of the door will be too harsh, right?

Everyone was thinking like this, but they didn't expect to hear only a cold snort from the door master, obviously not wanting to let go of the people in Tianmen easily.

Could it be that the owner of the door doesn't even care about the persuasion of his wife? Is the master of the door really determined to punish us and others? Or because of the incompetent performance of the Heavenly Gate, the gate master was disheartened, and he really wanted to dissolve the Heavenly Gate?!

There can be no gate of heaven in the world, but we must not lose the master!

Otherwise, who would be able to repair the broken Heavenly Dao and let the cultivators see the hope of ascending?

What's more, apart from Han Feng, where else can I find a Lord of Heaven who is so powerful, so benevolent, and so noble?!

Everyone was anxious in their hearts, although they had achieved success in cultivation, but the sound of breathing gradually became heavier, and they began to report the same thought:

I'd rather suffer a heavy punishment from the door master than lose the only male master of the Heavenly Gate!

If there is no door master, there will be no gate of heaven.

The Heavenly Gate was disbanded, and the various factions returned to the previous scene of quietly waiting for death, no matter how hard they cultivated, no matter how many years they could live, as long as they couldn't ascend, they would still be dead in the end!

Moreover, the master of the door has always been virtuous and loving, and he has worked hard to cultivate his subordinates, and never asks for anything in return, and has always made the disciples in the door have no way to repay their kindness, and they are extremely guilty. Now that I finally have a task, I have made the door owner so discouraged!

The most difficult thing to accept is to lose the owner!

Thinking that there is no more Tianmen, no more door master, no more hearing the teachings of the door master, and no longer being able to repay the kindness of the door master, everyone suddenly felt that their hearts and galls were broken, and all their thoughts were discouraged, and they nodded in unison like pounding garlic, letting the tears in their eyes drip into the dust, just begging the door master to stay, that is, to let themselves be crushed, and they are also willing to do so!

Someone had already cried, and although they were forced to suppress themselves, they could still be heard clearly in this silent moonlit night.

It was the "Door Master Guard" that had just been established for less than two months, and the young disciples called themselves the door master guards, and they were the most fanatical, how could they still bear it at this time?

Many members of the pro-guard team, who are extremely emotional, have already made up their minds: If there is no door owner, they will immediately kill themselves and follow them, anyway, they can't see the door owner, and if they have no faith, what is the meaning of life!

"What are you doing here?" Just when even Tang Yue'er secretly blamed Han Feng for being too hypocritical and acting too much, a voice suddenly sounded, clear and pleasant, and she was surprised:

"A good moon viewing is, why are you so heavy?"

"Get up...... Isn't it great to be a doorman? ”

"It's too much!"