"Brothers, I misunderstood, this person is just a little strange, but he hasn't done anything out of the ordinary!"

The child who was called Brother Teng on the side said this, and explained to many brothers by the way, for fear that these brothers would press Xuandu to the ground and beat him with an impulse.

Xuandu was happy, he didn't believe that these children could still clean up a golden immortal even if they were on the side of Tianfu, although he didn't know where the feeling of danger just now came from!

"Brother Teng, I think this guy is sneaky, it's better to take him back and hand him over to the high priest to decide!"

A child whose momentum is second only to Brother Teng, walked out slowly, and he had a sharp temperament.

He made a rash move, which made Xuandu immediately happy, he was a golden immortal, and he actually wanted to fight with this child?

Out of gentlemanly demeanor, he laughed dumbly, and used mana all over his body, trying to make this little guy suffer a little.

Now he has mana possession on his body, and he is not afraid of this child's powerful power at all.

Bang!

The violent roar made Xuandu's originally indifferent face change!

He took a few steps back, feeling the pain in his chest, and he didn't dare to drag it any longer.

"This ......"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and he even fell to his knees.

Knowing that this child was so violent, he had already taken out the Taiji diagram and possessed it.

Obviously it was the body of the human race, how could he make such a powerful fist, this made Master Xuandu puzzled.

There is a problem, this Terran tribe in front must have secrets that they don't know.

"I told you just now, don't provoke me, these brothers just don't listen, now you're suffering, what do you say I should do?"

Listening to the child mocking his disparity in painting skills, he reluctantly raised his head with a bitter smile on his face.

"Then you didn't say it earlier, your group of brothers are so violent, I was just making some preparations!"

"Don't talk nonsense with him, tie him up and take him to the high priest!"

A yellow beam of light hit him, and the kid moved without saying anything, and Xuandu's face suddenly changed greatly.

"Damn, this kid clearly doesn't talk about martial arts!"

His figure quickly retreated, trying to dodge the yellow beam that was coming at him, but he couldn't retreat, and he was trapped.

"Broken!"

Out of instinctive reaction, some of the escape spells all died, but none of them worked, it seems that this rope turned out to be the legendary rope of tying immortals?

Trapping himself is only secondary, but the most important thing is that he actually slowly sucked up his mana, making himself like a soft-footed shrimp, unable to exert a trace of power at all!

In this way, the head disciple of the Taiqing Sect, Master Xuandu slowly knelt on the ground, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he lost consciousness.

Ha ha!

At the moment before he lost for a while, he also heard the voices of this group of children laughing at him, even if he was unwilling in his heart, he could only admit it at this time.

What he saw today was truly incredible, beyond the limits of his imagination now.

"What are you guys doing here? Do you have itchy skin and want to go back to punishment? ”

A stern voice came from the Terran village, this group of children just now was terrible.

Now it was like a mouse seeing a cat, and suddenly it was silent and curled up one by one.

"The old ancestor is not us messing around here, but this guy sneakily appeared at the entrance of the village, we doubt that he is a spy sent by the demon clan, so we tied the fairy rope and tied him up."

The child who was called Brother Teng by everyone just now was born smartly.

The old man, who was called the old ancestor, looked at it with some curiosity, and the face of Xuandu, who was tied up, suddenly changed.

"Hmmm......"

"Isn't this kid Xuandu?!"

The Suiren clan, as a congenital person, one of the clans, and one of the leaders of the human race, naturally knows the famous human race of Xuandu.

Being selected by the Taiqing Sage and staying in the Eight Views Palace to cultivate and become a saint disciple is something that all the human races in the flood wilderness envy.

"Okay, you bastards, you've made a big mistake!" The Fusiliers scolded with a smile.

A group of Terran children actually tied up the Xuandu Archmage, this is still a saint's disciple, I don't know what kind of situation it will be when it reaches the ears of the saint.

"Ancestor, we don't dare anymore, spare us!"

It seemed that the situation was not good, and the urchin who took the lead smeared oil on the soles of his feet and ran towards the village.

Looking at all this, the old man of the Suiren clan shook his head with a helpless smile, not knowing whether to be relieved or sighed in his heart.

At this moment, a vibrant green light flashed in the bushes, revealing a beautiful girl.

"Suiren, what's going on here?"

Ever since she came to this Terran tribe, Liu Er has been protecting the Dharma outside the house where Ye Feng is cultivating.

Until just now, a touch of Taoist rhyme slowly condensed in his heart.

Liu Er understood, this was Ye Feng who asked him to come to the entrance of the village to greet a person who had already arrived here.

"Holy Maiden, the pride of our human race, Master Xuandu is back!" The Suiren clan hurriedly reported.

Although he is the ancestor of the human race, he does not dare to drag it up in front of this girl in a green dress.

He knew that this girl was a disciple of the high priest's lineage.

The Terran race was able to achieve such glory today, and everything depended on the many mysterious methods of the high priest.

"Xuandu!"

Liu Er's eyes looked at the young man who was tied up.

He remembered that this human race named Xuandu Grand Master had become a great cultivator in the future, but he had forgotten that he was originally a human race.

even came to the great business on behalf of the human sect to coerce the emperor, all just for the sake of incense to worship his own saint master.

"Hmph, after hundreds of years of cultivation with the saint, I can't even deal with this child, it's really sad!"

There was anger in Liu'er's promise, and the Suiren clan naturally didn't understand the festival.

However, what the Holy Maiden said is also true, all of them have been practicing with the saints for hundreds of years, but they are not as good as the high priest, this short period of less than 10 years has brought surprises to the human race!

"Hey, it seems that any immortal law outside is a lie, and the human race should stay in the tribe!" The Suiren sighed.

Liu Er pursed her lips and said, "That's true, you take him to your house first, tell him about his current situation when he wakes up, and then bring him to the high priest!" ”

"Yes!"

The Suiren clan naturally didn't dare to say no words, so they agreed.

……

Xuandu felt that he had a ridiculous dream, in which even the children of the human race could crush the mountains and rivers with their fists and resist the mountains!

I was also beaten by this group of children......

Gradually, his consciousness began to wake up, and Xuan Du opened his eyes, and there was a familiar old man in front of him.

"You are, the ancestor of the Suiren clan!"

Xuandu suddenly asked in surprise, he is an acquired human race, but he also knows this innate human race.

At that time, he had not left Shouyang Mountain, and he had been taken care of by this old man, if you want to talk about the enlightenment of the Tao, this old man can be regarded as his first teacher.

"Alright!"

"Get up, wash your face, sober up, ask if you have anything you want, and then I will take you to the high priest of the human race."