The Gu Yan Hall was filled with a deep and incomparably terrifying aura, and everyone present seemed to feel that their chests were pressed by a boulder.

The majestic momentum even shook the entire hall, and the surrounding candlelight swayed rapidly, but it was extinguished in an instant, and the green smoke in the Shen Tan floated in a treacherous shape, as if fear.

"Door Master, please calm your anger!" At this moment, the Great Elder broke off alone, and his loud voice seemed to be able to spread throughout the world.

Soon, the dull atmosphere in the hall subsided sharply, and gradually disappeared as one person's emotions converged.

"Door Master, is that Wang Rui not inferior in the letter?" the second elder frowned and asked in a cold voice.

In the more than 20 years since he worshiped the Second Elder of Guyanmen, he had never seen Zhao Junting's emotions so out of shape, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was outraged.

"Hehe, Wang Rui'er is so rampant, he just deceives me too much. Zhao Junting couldn't help but chuckle coldly.

Although there were only a few letters in this letter, it directly scolded him for being unkind and shameless, which was enough, and it hit the sore spot of his worries.

Since he succeeded to the throne of the Guyanmen Sect, no one has dared to humiliate him like this.

The letterhead in his hand was burned with the flame condensed by his true qi, and he said hatefully: "The ten elders listen to the order, gather the five hundred disciples in the sect, and go to Mufeng City with me tomorrow, I want to wash the Tang family with blood and step on the true yang!"

Whether it is the Tang family or the True Yang Sect, in front of the Guyanmen under his control, he is just a local chicken and a dog, and with the power of Honghan, he can destroy everything and clear the obstacles in an instant.

"The Sect Master and the Martial Arts Summit are about to begin, and I am afraid that it is not appropriate to act rashly at the moment. ”

Suddenly, the elder at the bottom stood up, and then said with a solemn face.

The Martial Arts Summit is the most noble and solemn ceremony in the entire Fengxiao Continent in the past 10,000 years, and it is the tradition of the continent.

Every hundred years, this grand event will be jointly organized by the two palaces, three factions, four sects, and one holy place of the Fengxiao Continent.

At that time, the contemporary masters of the mainland will gather in one place, and if they can get excellent results, they will be famous and recorded in history.

For the major sects, families, and forces, it is also an excellent opportunity to show off their heads, which is of great significance.

"What the Ten Elders said is extremely true, Wang Rui is just a yellow-mouthed child, why do you need general knowledge, if this is really insulting to my name of Guyanmen, I want to think twice. At this time, the Nine Elders also hurriedly got up and said.

After hearing this, Zhao Junting's face was filled with gloom, and a cold blood light bloomed in his eyes, and in the blink of an eye, he was already in front of the Ninth Elder.

His sturdy body continued to exude a terrifying aura, and after grabbing the throat of the Ninth Elder with one hand, and after lifting it violently, he said with a fierce look: "Do you mean that the master of this sect is narrow-minded and has no measure, even if he is humiliated by a junior, he must swallow his anger and do nothing?"

"No, that's not what I meant. The Nine Elders were grabbed by the throat, and a cold chill permeated his whole body, death was so close to him.

"Hmph, there are more people who want to worship my Guyan Gate, even if you are one less elder, you can fill it soon, the master of this sect will do what he says, if there is disobedience, he will be killed, why do I need others to point fingers and teach me to do things?"

Zhao Junting let go of his right hand and looked condescendingly at the Ninth Elder who was sitting on the ground with a pale face and a cold sweat.

"I've made up my mind, he can't wait for the rotting grass fireflies, and he can be destroyed in a snap of his fingers. Zhao Junting turned around and looked at the elders in the hall, and proudly took his hand, "You ten elders don't have to come with you, count the number of five hundred, I will go to Mu Feng tomorrow, but I have to see how they are dying and struggling." ”

After everyone dispersed, Lu Jingyu came to the Nine Elders, and the two walked side by side.

"Zhao Junting is arrogant and stubborn, and life and death are unpredictable. Lu Jingyu said lightly.

These words fell into the ears of the Ninth Elder, causing his whole body to shake slightly, "What did the Third Elder say this?"

The ten elders, except for the four elders, the eldest elder, the second elder, the fourth elder, and the fifth elder, including Lu Jingyu, all entered the Guyan Gate one after another.

In this gate, it is divided into the main and the secondary, the first and the second, and the second and the other.

"You inform the others tonight, and we'll see you first. After Lu Jingyu left this meaningful sentence, he parted ways with the Nine Elders.

"Nine Elders?"

At this time, several other elders saw that the Nine Elders were on the spot, bowed their heads and thought deeply, thinking that he had been injured by Zhao Junting in the main hall before, and they all stepped forward to care and condole.

"Shooting in public, Zhao Junting didn't care about the situation at all, it was really the amount that the master of the door should have. One of the elders shook his head and sighed.

This kind of thing has happened not once or twice, Zhao Junting is willing to listen to other people's proposals at all and insists on going his own way.

"Sooner or later, Guyanmen will be destroyed by his hands. Another old man said with a sneer.

The Ninth Elder turned a deaf ear to the others, but was very concerned about Lu Jingyu's words when he left.

In order to find out, he decided to follow Lu Jingyu's intention and invite others to meet Lou Xianqu at night on the pretext of drinking tea and admiring the moon.

After Lu Jingyu returned to his residence, he immediately took paper, pen and ink, wrapped it tightly after writing, and found his most trusted disciple.

"You hurry up, day and night, and deliver my handwritten letter to Wang Rui of the True Yang Sect, this matter is very important, remember that no one should say much, if there is a little leak, I will die without a place to be buried!"

Seeing that the master's expression was solemn and his tone was deep, the disciple knew that this letter was extremely crucial, so he nodded heavily and immediately got up.

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True Yang Sect, Tongxuan Peak.

Wang Rui stayed in Lu Shangge's work cabin, carefully watching his production mechanism with one hand and one foot.

"Elder Lu, how is it?" Wang Rui asked with concern.

Since he issued the order that day, Huang Shi took a hundred people to the side of Yingxia Peak to dig stones and open the mountain, preparing to make a mine cave to see if there was a storage of spirit crystals in this deep mountain.

Huang Shi is just a carpenter who built a house, and asked him to do such a big project, he said that he was under a lot of pressure and returned with nothing on the first day.

The problem was that he couldn't find a place to start.

Wang Rui couldn't help but be a little depressed when he knew it, but he could also understand that he was a craftsman after all, and he was not engaged in geology, and he didn't understand many basic theories.

Just when he was helpless, Lu Shangge stood up, he said that he had a lot of ability to find dragon points and feng shui, and he was willing to explore the terrain.

Finally, a mile away from Yingxia Peak, a similar mining cave was found in this group of mountains.

The place is good, and the direction is right, but the mountain rock is hard, inefficient with rudimentary tools, and it is particularly tiring.

In desperation, Wang Rui decided to design and manufacture an excavator composed of mechanisms and using spirit crystals as energy sources.

He elaborated on his vision and the land song, and then drew a sketch on paper.

As for the rest, he handed it over to Lu Shangge, an experienced master with both virtue and art, to think about.

Lu Shangge deserved to be the chief organ master of the True Yang Sect, but that night he drew up a plan with Wang Rui's idea.

Lu Shangge forgot to sleep and eat, and forgot to adjust and develop, and finally got it out three days later.

"Although it is completed, it is far from the size and strength that the sect master said, maybe there are requirements for the spirit crystal required. ”

Lu Shangge pointed to a three-meter-sized mechanism that was placed flat in front of him, and said helplessly.