"You must be the top disciples of the world's first authentic Quanzhen Sect in martial arts, right!?"

Tossing and turning, Su Zimo looked at those disciples, with a mysterious smile, as if smiling.

Especially in the words 'the first authentic Quanzhen Sect in the world's martial arts' and 'high disciples', the tone is accentuated.

To be honest, Su Zimo was really disdainful of this Quanzhen Sect.

In the original work, this sect is a group of hypocrites, holding the title of a famous and decent family.

According to the intensity of cultivation, after Wang Chongyang's death, the old naughty boy Zhou Botong was on the table, and the rest were a group of local chickens and dogs. I don't know who gave them confidence.

The middle-aged man at the head frowned, always feeling that what Su Zimo said seemed to be something in his words.

It's a pity that with his IQ, he still can't understand what Su Zimo meant.

"Your Excellency is right, we are disciples of the Quanzhen Sect. ”

At this time, in the crowd, a rather obscene boy walked out, patted his chest, and said proudly, feeling honored that he was a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect.

"Ah, you're quite proud?"

Su Zimo looked at the rather obscene boy speechlessly, he was one meter five and three tall, but he had already mixed in with this group of older disciples, obviously his identity was not ordinary!

"Why did Your Excellency say this? Could it be that the Quanzhen Sect has offended you?"

At this time, the middle-aged man led by him finally understood Su Zimo's words, looked at Su Zimo with sharp eyes, and said with a slight coldness.

I saw Su Zimo shaking his head, with a faint smile on his face, he couldn't help but be cold, turned into a sarcastic color, and said, "Who gave you the qualification to talk to me like this?"

As soon as the aura of the eightfold peak of Qi cultivation was released, everyone instantly felt that the air was gradually thinning, as if they were about to suffocate!

"Great, Great Grandmaster!!"

The middle-aged man led by him immediately sweated like rain on his forehead, and his heart was as anxious as an ant in a pan of oil, he never expected that such a young and handsome man in front of him would actually reach the realm of a great grandmaster in his cultivation!

It doesn't look like he's more than twenty years old! How can he cultivate so high?

"Oh, Grand Master?"

Su Zimo touched his chin with his right hand, looked around at the middle-aged man led by him with interest, and his coercion was restrained, and said with a smile: "What is a great grandmaster? ”

After hearing this, everyone looked nervously at the man in charge, because their lives were all on him!

And everyone, together with the middle-aged man led by them, also looked at Su Zimo in surprise, a person who cultivated as a great grandmaster, didn't even know the cultivation system?

But after seeing Su Zimo's strange outfit, he was relieved, thinking that Su Zimo was a master among the strangers from other places!

Forced by Su Zimo's might, the man led by him slowly explained the cultivation system of the rivers and lakes, and after listening to it, Su Zimo was also stunned.

The cultivation system at the interface of the Divine Condor, that is, the internal force, is divided into - Transformation Strength, Condensation, Grandmaster, Great Grandmaster, Innate, and Land True Immortal.

The inner sub-segments are all early, middle, late, and peak.

In Su Zimo's view, the innate is corresponding to the foundation building realm, while the land true immortal corresponds to the half-step knot pill realm.

The Condor interface, the one who can reach the land true immortal should be the founder of Dugu Nine Swords, and Dugu is defeated.

And the rest of the Eastern Evil Yellow Medicine Master, the Western Poison Ouyang Feng, the Southern Emperor Duan Zhixing, the Northern Beggar, Hong Qigong, and the cultivation should also be around the peak of the Great Grandmaster, and if the Zhongshentong Wang Chongyang is spoken, Su Zimo guessed that it should be congenital.

Then he is equivalent to the peak of the Great Grandmaster, but unfortunately, they would never have thought that I could kill the powerhouses of the innate stage with the murder knife!

Su Zimo couldn't help but shake his head and sneered: "Land True Immortal...... Oh, that's an exaggeration. ”

"What's your name?" Su Zimo looked at the middle-aged man led by him again and said indifferently.

"In the bottom, the mound is machined, and the words are dense. ”

After seeing Su Zimo's strength, the middle-aged man did not have the slightest intention of disobedience, and said it nervously and truthfully.

"Oh!

Hearing this, Su Zimo was slightly shocked in his heart, looked at Qiu Chuji with a smiling face, and said with a smile: "Quanzhen Seventh Son?"

"Huh, Your Excellency...... Phew, senior, how do you know?" Qiu Chuji's nervous expression swept over, and he looked at Su Zimo in surprise.

Su Zimo didn't respond, just looked at the rather obscene boy thoughtfully, and thought about it, this obscene appearance should be Zhen Zhibing!

Seeing this, Su Zimo guessed that the current Wang Chongyang should not be dead yet, but he is almost dead.

After Su Zimo's gaze swept away everyone, he looked at Qiu Chuji, and said in a tone without questioning, "Take me to see your master." But Su Zimo didn't say that he wanted to ask his master, Wang Chongyang, for martial arts.

"Yes, Senpai. ”

Qiu Chuji naturally didn't dare to disobey, so he hurriedly pointed the way and took Su Zimo towards the Quanzhen Sect. And that group of disciples hurriedly followed behind.

.........

The Great Hall of the True Religion.

The antique sorghum pillars supported the beams, and in the spacious hall, there were many bull-nosed Taoist priests standing here, their eyes full of sadness looking at the white-haired man sitting in the center of the hall.

The man's eyes were closed, and he was completely lifeless, as if he had been sitting on a corpse for many years, with a body and no soul.

On the side of the man, there was a man crying heartbreakingly, the man was born with a festive face, but at this time he was indeed extremely sad.

Crunch!

At this time, the door of the main hall was slowly pushed open, and an Oscar winner was about to be staged.

"Brother Chongyang! Time is gone, why are you so cold? No! No! This must be a joke that God played on me!"

Everyone looked at the gate one after another, only to see a handsome man jump out at once, looking at the lifeless man in the center of the main hall, tearing his heart and lungs.

And Qiu Chuji and the others behind him were at a loss, only to know that this foreign senior actually had a fateful friendship with his master!

It's just that they don't understand the meaning of Su Zimo's words, and they all think that this is a foreign word, and it is right that they don't understand it.

But when they looked at Wang Chongyang in the center of the main hall, they found ...... Hey, Master...... The master is dead?!

Not only Qiu Chuji and the others were at a loss, but even the six sons of Quanzhen and the old naughty boy in the hall were also confused!

"Brother Chongyang, I think you and I were like brothers and sisters back then, and our love was more than gold...... Phew, you promised me to show me, your innate skills!

Su Zimo slowly walked to the center of the hall, with a sad face, and nodded to the old naughty boy Zhou Botong from time to time.

It seems to say, you guessed right, I'm the brother who worshipped your senior brother!