Zixiao was stunned: "Ancestral ...... Master Zu, mixed ...... Chaos...... Yiyang ......"

She didn't come back to her senses for a long time, and it was obvious that the title completely scared her.

Ah Jiu looked at Zixiao's senior's eyes and was about to pop out of his sockets, who is this Chaos Yiyang Ancestor?

Without waiting to figure it out, Zhang Zhenwu disappeared into the cave with Zixiao in his hand.

The air fell silent for a moment.

Could it be grandma?

Ah Jiu rushed out of the cave and ran along the mountain road all the way to the halfway point of the mountain.

Chain bridges sway over cliffs.

There were a few people standing on the platform, grandma, Xue Zhen, and Peng Chao lying on the ground.

Standing opposite was Zhang Zhenwu, and it was Zixiao who was kneeling and trembling beside him.

"Hmph...... Can you know what is wrong? Wang touched his non-existent beard and turned his back to Zhang Zhenwu with one hand:

"Your master is just a disciple of this seat, and you are reincarnated to protect the mountain gate, so you protect it?"

Zhang Zhenwu immediately bowed: "The ancestor is angry, the disciple knows his mistake, and he will definitely clean up the door." ”

Ah Jiu was still holding on to the stone and was stunned, and his body was completely stiff at the moment.

I didn't expect my grandmother's identity to be so powerful, even Zhang Zhenwu, the legendary reincarnation of the True Martial Northern Emperor, had to wait for seven points.

Looking at his apprentice Xue Zhen again, he was also stiff, and looked directly at the confrontation between the two masters, obviously, the apprentice didn't know that his grandmother's reincarnation was so bullish.

Zixiao's eyes widened even more, trembling and I don't know why, it was fine before I came, who knows, Chuan Yangzi is actually the ancestor of Chaos Yiyang, now, I can't come back to my senses at all.

Wang put his hands behind his back: "It's just the name of the Yuan Shen, it's nothing to worry about, I need a master for this apprentice, you accept him." ”

The words are more like notices, and there is no room for rebuttal.

Zhang Zhenwu hurriedly stepped forward to check on the people on the ground, and looked at Zixiao, who was paralyzed with frightened eyes, and understood who did it.

"Yiyang Ancestor, the disciple will definitely take this person into the inner room and pass it on to the mantle."

As soon as these words came out, Peng, who couldn't move on the ground, rolled his eyes, and finally burst into tears, he wanted to bow his hand but couldn't do it:

"Woo woo, Master, the apprentice is paralyzed and unable to bow, please forgive Master."

But that mood couldn't be suppressed, he had been looking for half his life, but he didn't expect that the so-called opportunity was really this master, without him, how could he have the opportunity to worship under the Zhenwu Sect?

And it's an inner room disciple, which means that no matter how he cultivates, he will be the same generation as that damn Zixiao master according to his generation.

"Don't worry." Zhang Zhenwu didn't say a word, grabbed Peng Chao and sent him into the cave, and the voice of his divine consciousness echoed in his ears:

"Ancestor, the disciple will definitely pass on what he has learned all his life to him, and I hope that the ancestor will give the disciple some time to heal his serious injuries first."

Wang glanced at Zixiao lying on the stone slab.

He was so frightened that his body shrank back: "Senior, senior, I was wrong, no, ancestor...... I was wrong, the junior didn't know it was your person, I just wanted to ......"

"What do you want to do?" Wang's face is like a breeze, and his temples are black and white.

Ah Jiu dared to come down, hid behind his grandmother and said, "He wanted my Dizhu just now, and he was Grandpa Peng who fought for Dizhu." ”

Ah Jiu only understood at this moment that cultivators really have demons and good, but the evil is not magic, but people.

Seeing that the granddaughter behind him was afraid of this, Wang had anger in his eyes:

"Really?"

"Really, grandma, just now in the cave, he also asked me to hand over the earth beads to him......" Ah Jiu added oil and vinegar, now that grandma is here, she is afraid of a fart.

Zixiao's face turned pale, his back leaned against the mountain wall, and a stream of aura was mobilized by him to protect his body.

At that moment, Ah Jiu and Xue Zhen glanced at each other, and both of them had vigilance in their eyes.

It is clear that this is a counterattack.

Behold.

"Master Zu, save my ......"

"Master Zu, save my ......"

He shouted twice in a row with his true qi, and the screaming earthquake trembled, and the mountain wind did not move.

Ah Jiu then put his heart at ease and looked at Grandma.

Wang Yile, with both hands inserted into the sleeves to reveal two rows of big yellow teeth, hehe: "You hairy child, is it worth my hands?" Well? ”

As soon as these words came out, there was a very heavy feeling of coercion, and then Wang's seemingly light speech actually hit the depths of people's hearts.

"I think this master of the Zixiao Palace, don't do it, it's a waste of the prestige of the Northern Heaven Zhenwu Emperor."

The sound swirled around, and Ah Jiu observed that the division was not clear from which fixed direction it came:

"What the ancestor said is very true, the disciple will abolish the position of the sect master, cultivate Zixiao Zhenren to be banned, and find someone else to take charge of the lintel."

Zixiao was instantly frightened and his aura collapsed and collapsed to the ground: "Master Zu, give me another chance, the disciple will definitely change his ways." ”

Wang Shi turned to the side and said, "You have abolished a successful disciple, and the deity will return you to a master who can shake the root of the mountain gate." ”