"Okay!"

The little Taoist priest began to roll up his sleeves and prepare to work: "I specially brought a Sumeru ring from the sect, which is enough to fit this gate." ”

"How can one ring be enough, you should bring a few more."

Long Aotian scolded: "What if I have too many things to take away? ”

Little Taoist: "Brother Long, I wonder if this Wufu Sect doesn't look poor, there should be a Sumeru Ring in their sect, right?" If you take it, you'll be done. ”

Long Aotian smiled: "Makes sense. ”

While the two were talking and laughing, they began to gather their aura and prepare to work.

Guitian and his junior disciples were stunned as they watched from the sidelines.

After chatting with Yuanying's seniors, the master began to pay attention to other people's sects?

Guitian was anxious: "Master, this is not very good, this is someone's sect after all, let's do this......"

Long Aotian: "What's good, I think it's good, I like this door, just take it." ”

Guitian: "Master, if you do this, we won't be reasonable." ”

"If it weren't for the master's fate, I'm afraid that he would have been killed by someone from the Wufu Sect a long time ago, where would I go to reason?"

Long Aotian sneered: "In the cultivation realm, big fists are the reason!" ”

Gui Tian was stunned, what the master said was too reasonable.

The sailors in the live broadcast room of the little Taoist priest also agreed.

"High level is king! Big fists are the truth! ”

"Brother Long is a person who understands, but ...... Why grab someone's door? ”

"Maybe this is the unique taste of local tyrants, ordinary people can't understand it."

......

"Go!"

The little Taoist's long sleeves swayed, and he pointed to the jade arch, and the aura came out of his hand, wrapping the entire big arch.

"Up!"

The little Taoist priest shouted, and the whole big arch rumbled up from the ground, kicking up a large amount of dust and debris, and the long ladder of the mountain range also cracked a few sections, and a large number of mortals who were about to go up the mountain fled in panic.

Some cultivators have hit the innocent gate, and even the mountain gate has been pulled out!

The large jade arch was wrapped in spiritual energy in mid-air, floating in the air, which was very shocking, and countless gravel and dust fell from the bottom of the large arch.

"Close!"

The little Taoist priest took out the Sumeru ring, and a dazzling aura bloomed, and the jade arch turned into a spiritual light and was included in the Sumeru ring.

After doing all this, the little Taoist priest wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and said to Long Aotian: "Brother Long, this job is not easy, such a big thing is stuffed with rings, and my aura has also consumed a lot. ”

Ordinary monks, even masters of the Yuan Infant Stage, would not do such a thankless task.

After all, this sect mountain gate is not a treasure, at most it is just a bulky decoration in a sect.

Although anything that is not a living thing can be put into the Sumeru ring, the larger the area and the higher the quality of the object, the more aura is consumed. A cultivator's aura is not easy to come by, and even a cultivator with this ability would not do such a thing.

At least, so far, there have been revenge and destruction of the door in the Daohai world, smashing the mountain gate in anger, etc., and there has never been an example of directly moving away the mountain gate of other people's sects.

This is the first case in history.

"This ......"

Guitian and the other disciples opened their mouths wide and looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief.

The nearby mortals did not dare to approach, and fled away, shouting in horror as they fled: "Something happened! There is no big thing in vain! ”

The commotion outside the mountain gate was too big, and the monks of the Wufu Gate naturally sensed it.

Just when the little Taoist priest had just put away the big arch, two streamers flew from the mountainside, and two middle-aged men in green stepped on their swords and flew to this point.

This is at least the cultivation of the Jindan period.

"Where is the visitor, why do you bother me without being in vain?"

One of them asked aloud, and his eyes naturally fell on Long Aotian, who was the leader.

He suddenly sneered: "Who am I at that time, it turned out to be His Excellency the head of the Guiyuan Sword Sect, dare to ask Brother Yuanjian what happened to him?" ”

The far sword is the previous Dao number of Long Aotian's character.

The green-clothed monk was polite, but his attitude was clear with disdain and contempt, the head of the Guiyuan Sword Sect was only a small foundation building period, and everyone naturally didn't pay attention to it.

Long Aotian lowered his head and didn't speak, not knowing what he was thinking.

No one paid attention to the greenfriar, which made him a little annoyed: "Brother Yuanjian, you ......"

"Senior Brother Maruyama!"

The other green-clothed monk suddenly spoke up, looking at the location of his sect's mountain gate in disbelief: "Why do I feel that something is wrong?" ”

"What's wrong?"

Maruyama glanced at his junior brother and followed his gaze to look around.

The green-clothed monk muttered, "Senior Brother Yuanshan, there seems to be something missing here......

The surroundings were bare, and Maruyama just felt that something was wrong, and he instinctively felt that something was missing here, but he couldn't remember what was missing.

The steps of the mountain path cracked a bit, and there was turned up dirt everywhere, as if something had been forcibly pulled up.

Maruyama and his junior brother both felt that something was wrong, but they couldn't remember anything.

It's been a long time.

Maruyama came to his senses.

"Where's my mountain gate!"

"I have no mountain gate without vain!"

Loud shouts of anger, disbelief, and disbelief echoed throughout the mountain, as if they were children who had lost their way and couldn't find their way back.

The sailors in the little Taoist live broadcast room couldn't help it.

"Hahahaha!"

"This dude is miserable! Looking at his appearance, he should have planned to ask me why Brother Long came to the door to find faults, but when he looked back, the door of his house suddenly disappeared. ”

"Thief, big brother! Your house is a thief! The gates have been stolen! ”

"Is this stealing? Is this a good grab! ”

"Call the police! Go to the Joint Committee of Cultivation! Let's just say that the door of your sect has been stolen by thieves! ”

The barrage was full of cheerful atmosphere, and it was still not a few rewards, which made the little Taoist smiling and couldn't help but whisper: "Oh, thank you Lao Tie!" Lao Tie is awesome! ”

"Come on, come on, everyone thinks the live broadcast effect is good, pay attention to a wave in the upper right corner!"

"Follow the anchor and don't get lost, it's more convenient to watch next time!"

The little Taoist's muttering voice was heard by Guitian and other disciples, and Guidi couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Senior brother, what is this senior talking about?" I don't understand anything. ”

"Don't ask, don't look, don't talk."

Gui Tianmu did not squint, and said: "Masters act with deep meaning, don't ask too much, we juniors, we can't be disrespectful to our seniors." ”

"It's you!"

Yuan Shan reacted and glared at Long Aotian angrily: "It was you who stole our sect's mountain gate!" ”

The senior brother in green couldn't help but want to open his mouth and tell the senior brother, don't be carried away by anger, how can he steal such a big mountain gate?

As a result, Long Aotian nodded neatly: "Yes, I took the mountain gate, but I didn't steal it!" ”

Long Aotian stretched out a finger and said solemnly while swaying: "Yuanshan, pay attention to your words!" I'm getting the interest back, not stealing. ”

Can I call it stealing?

Is I, Long Aotian, the kind of man who steals?

The green-clothed junior brother was shocked, the mountain gate was really stolen by him?

The green-clothed junior brother also discovered at this time that the strength of the head of the Guiyuan Sword Sect had improved, and it seemed that he had broken through to the Jindan stage.

Maruyama was furious: "The thief is far away! Insult me without vain! Damn it! ”

The cultivators take the sect very seriously, and Long Aotian snatched away the doors of other sects, which is tantamount to slapping and spitting, deceiving people too much.

"I've changed my route number, and my name is Long Aotian."

The power of this sentence is almost equivalent to spitting and asking if you want to wipe it with a tissue?

"It's useless to talk too much! Draw your sword! I will be ashamed of my sect with your life! ”

Maruyama's eyes were blood-red, and when he drew his sword, he was about to face each other in life and death.

At this time, Long Aotian coughed lightly: "Ahem." ”

The little Taoist priest, who was still in close communication with the sailors, received the signal, put away his smiling face, recovered his mature and veteran temperament that floated out of the dust, and stepped out.

"Fight, kill, kill, what kind of system."

The little Taoist priest opened his mouth lightly, twisting his white beard with one hand, with an immortal demeanor: "You junior monks, you know shouting and killing all day long, how do you know that the path of cultivation is unpredictable, and the way of heaven has its own calamity, why should you be contaminated with gratuitous cause and effect." ”

"Who are you?"

Yuanshan shouted: "This thief insults my sect, I will kill him today!" If you stop me, I will kill him!" ”

If you can't even keep the dignity of the sect, what kind of cultivator will you be?

"Oh?"

The little Taoist priest smiled: "I, you want to kill too?" ”

"Young man, it's so angry."

After speaking, the little Taoist priest spread out his protective aura, and the momentum of the master of the Yuan Infant Stage was released without reservation.

The green-clothed junior brother couldn't help but gasp: "Yuan Infant Stage! ”

Maruyama's anger seemed to be extinguished by a plate of cold water, and he stood on the spot, holding a sword in his hand, looking around and around, and there was a trace of confusion.