In the Jin Ancestral Town, there is also a group of people who are patiently waiting for Chu Wangxian to appear.

The weather was very hot and the sun was scorching, but they didn't dare to breathe, let alone complain.

Qin Fangshan and Liu Changbo had been waiting for a long time in front of the open space in front of the Temple of Our Lady.

Behind the two of them, there is also a circle of people, all of whom are business tycoons in Sanxi Province and the heads of various palaces and temples in the Taoist Gate.

They looked at Qin Fangshan and Liu Changbo with envy.

"Supreme Heavenly Venerable, Qin Zhenren, dare to ask how to get to know the Chu Immortals, I am really envious of us. ”

The head of the Yuan of the Pure Yang Palace raised his palm and stepped forward to say politely.

Chunyang Palace, also known as Lu Zu Palace, is dedicated to Lu Dongbin, and the founder is Liu Daoning, one of the seven sons of the Quanzhen Sect.

This Yuan head is in his forties, dressed in a Taoist robe and wearing a pure yang scarf, carrying the pure yang sword of the Lu Zu faction, with an excellent demeanor, like a master out of the dust.

"The head of Yuan, Lu Zu has vast magical powers, not inferior to Chu immortals, why should the head be polite. Qin Fangshan returned the salute.

He was a little proud, the power of the Chu Immortals was really powerful, and even the Pure Yang Palace knew about it.

The face of the head of Yuan changed, Lu Dongbin, whom he worships every day, is a clay sculpture immortal, if he really has the ability, why don't he go down to the earth to broadcast live.

The county magistrate might as well be in charge now, and that's not wrong to put it anywhere.

"Immortals are ethereal, but if you want to say that the immortals in this world belong to the Chu immortals. Master Yuan laughed.

The two chatted with each other and competed to praise Chu Wangxian, which made one person unhappy.

"The name of the body is not the way of the end, and the dragon and tiger are in front of the door to distinguish the truth. ”

A mighty and decent voice opened, borrowing from Lu Zu's poems, implying that those who cultivate the Tao should be good like water, and their hearts are like a peaceful lake.

One person stepped forward and preached highly, "Supreme Heavenly Venerable!"

Turned around and reprimanded the head of Zhongnan Mountain, Qin Fangshan and Chunyang Palace.

"Two, the real immortals fly to the sky and step on the ground, Lu Zu Pure Yang Sword, can kill the immortals, I watch the live broadcast, this Chu Wangxian has limited strength, and he can't even fly, I'm afraid he can't be called an immortal!"

Everyone was stunned, and it turned out to be the Fang head of the Zhenwu Temple, Fang Jianhong.

They are even more curious in their hearts, the Sanxi Zhenwu Temple is not big, and the head of a small temple is not big, why should he make such nonsense.

"Master Fang, what do you mean by this? Could it be that Master Fang has the confidence to compete with the Chu Immortals?"

Fang Jianhong shook his head, "My Taoism is limited, but I can't see anyone exaggerating and bragging about it." ”

His starry eyes flashed, his right hand grabbed and released, and he moved out a half-human-height statue from behind him.

This statue is wearing hair and holding a sword, straddles the black tiger patrolling the mountain, and there is a turtle and snake Xuanwu in front of him, which is one of the four saints of the North Pole of Daomen, the Emperor Zhenwu.

"It's ugly!"

Fang Jianhong held the "True Martial Arts Sutra" in his hand, recited a mantra in his mouth, and drank it last.

"Emperor Zhenwu, the Dharma Body has come to the world, do you dare to bow down?"

The statue unexpectedly became larger, and its whole body emitted a violent roar, and it was transformed into a three-meter-tall True Martial True Body.

As soon as his eyes opened, he was like a dazzling starlight, stepping out, the space seemed to be frozen, and the cold wind was raging and blowing.

The hands and feet of the people were frightened, their bodies were cold, their teeth were trembling, and they were even more breathless.

Such coercion must be the true God!

"This is not a true summoning, but the true body of an immortal. A Daomen master shuddered.

"This, how is this possible, the true body of the True Martial Emperor has come. ”

This is equivalent to the Taishang Laojun descending to earth, Guanyin Bodhisattva appeared in front of the people, and the real body came here.

No matter how strong Chu Wangxian is, he can't compete with the true immortals.

Fang Jianhong proudly looked at the kneeling crowd, and his heart was extremely comfortable.

Emperor Zhenwu descended on the body of Zhenwu Temple three days ago, and he brought it here, even Chu Wangxian had to kneel.

Just in time.

The sky exploded.

"Chu Immortal come out, hurry!" the crowd was in a chaotic uproar again.

In the sky, Chu Wangxian drove the divine dog Hucang to fall from the sky and fell straight in front of people.

Chu Wangxian frowned, only to see that everyone was kneeling down to worship a god statue.

His eyes flickered like fairy light, and he stood in front of him with his hands in his hands, and shouted, "What happened?"

"Chu Immortal, this, this is the Emperor Zhenwu, come and see you. "Zhongnan Mountain, Qin Fangshan trembled.

Emperor Zhenwu?

Chu Wangxian stepped down and looked puzzled.

His right eye changed instantly, and he opened his yin and yang eyes and watched silently for a while.

I see, he saw the true face of this Zhenwu Emperor.

However, he also wondered, was it because of the turmoil caused by the Ten Witches of Lingshan?

"I am the Emperor of Zhenwu, Demon Destroyer, who are you, don't kneel down yet. "The sound of the True Martial Emperor was like thunder, and he turned around like the coercion of the wind pressing towards Chu Wangxian.

Chu Wangxian smiled, not moving like a mountain, and the clouds ruthlessly swept away the coercion.

"You say that you are the Emperor of Zhenwu, but there is evidence. ”

Seeing that Chu Wangxian was disdainful of Emperor Zhenwu, everyone couldn't help but be surprised in their hearts, what was Chu Immortal thinking.

"Presumptuous!"

"In the presence of the true God, he still dares to speak falsely, and he does not kneel. Fang Jian let out a loud shout, and when he saw that Chu Wangxian was not moving, he couldn't help but shake his head.

"You don't worship the gods, and you want to cultivate immortals, if you are stubborn, I'm afraid there will be a bloody disaster today. ”

Emperor Zhenwu is not a bodhisattva, he is decisive in killing, and he is the god of demons and demons who dominate the three realms.

"Qin Zhenren, what's going on?" a master from the Fengshan Daoist Academy next to him muttered in a low voice.

"This, this ......" Qin Fangshan didn't dare to speak.

Looking at this posture, do the Chu Immortals want to fight with the Emperor Zhenwu, this is an egg hitting a stone.

Chu Wangxian stepped out lightly and shook his head disdainfully.

"Since you claim to be the Emperor Zhenwu, then I ask you, "Historical Records|Tianguanshu" says: Beigong Xuanwu, false danger, dangerous to build a house. What does that mean?"

"Hetu" also said: The residence of the seven gods in the north actually begins with the fight, the north of the town, and the main wind and rain. What does that mean?"

Under Chu Wangxian's forced questioning, the Zhenwu Emperor was indifferent, and everyone was also suspicious.

"Even ants dare to question the immortals. Emperor Zhenwu was furious and raised his long sword.

"Could it be that the dignified Zhenwu Emperor doesn't even know his origin. Chu Wangxian paused, and looked at everyone ruthlessly.

"There are so many people from the Dao Sect here, can't you see that this True Martial Emperor is transformed by a ghost?"

Ghost?

Everyone's hearts fell, and they panicked.

"Qin Fangshan, you are also a level of qi refining, and you have no eyesight, which really disappoints me. ”

Chu Wangxian said a word, and the audience was shocked.

"Chu Immortal, are you talking about ......" Qin Fangshan's whole body trembled.

This Zhenwu Emperor turned out to be a ghost?

"What a ghost?" the head of the Pure Yang Palace muttered quietly. He is not weak in Taoism, but he has never encountered a powerful ghost who dares to transform into the True Martial Emperor.

Chu Wangxian snorted coldly.

"You are all people of the Daomen, and the Tao is not weak, but it is ridiculous that you have been harmed by ghosts, so you won't open your eyes and look at it. ”

"Presumptuous! Fang Jianhong roared angrily.

The Zhenwu Emperor is incomparably powerful, and he was slandered, which is unbearable.

Everyone present was suspicious, and some people even secretly cast a ghost-checking spell to check the reality of this Zhenwu Emperor.

"Ignorant child, you are talking nonsense, you don't kneel. "Emperor Zhenwu opened his mouth majestically, like a legendary giant, walking with a sword, and the earth trembled.

Chu Wangxian looked at it with contempt again.

It's sad that a ghost has fooled so many people.

"Well, let me see you for what you really are. Chu Wangxian shook his right hand, and his eyes seemed to be burning with fire, radiant.

"Shaft!"

Emperor Zhenwu suddenly turned into a black shadow in the sky, suddenly rising more than ten meters high, carrying the cold air in the sky, like a legendary ghost giant, stepping like a mountain and pressing on the huge feet.

It's really a ghost!

"Chu Immortal, get out of the way!"

Everyone was cold and frightened, you must know that there are many Dao masters here, but no one can see the identity of this powerful ghost, but you can know that this powerful ghost is not simple.

"Finally, the prototype appeared, a little ghost who dared to pretend to be a ghost in front of me. ”

Chu Wangxian shouted magnificently and angrily, pouring the aura into his right hand.

"Just let you know how powerful this sword is. ”

Suddenly, a mighty wind swayed, and the entire Jin Temple was in the midst of a storm.

Chu Wangxian's clothes were hunting, he raised his right hand to slash the evil spirit, wiped his fingers, the blood was plated, and he drank fiercely.

"Slay the ghost!"

Chu Wangxian held the first sword of the Daomen, his eyes were like sword light, and the magic light was shining, like a supreme sword god descending to earth.