In a situation that Song Pingcun did not expect at all, Wang Zhenren suddenly attacked. If Liu Yiyi hadn't put on a small coat close to him, this blow would definitely make him unable to move.

At this time, Song Pingcun was just a little angry, and looked at the old man in front of him in disbelief.

"Boy, telling your true identity may save you from death." Wang Huaiming actually didn't plan to kill Song Pingcun with one blow. Song Pingcun's explanation and cultivation of the medicinal properties of medicinal materials just now opened his eyes, and he would not let Song Pingcun die until this knowledge was obtained.

"Real person, what did you say? I don't understand. Song Pingcun faced the sudden crisis, panicked in his heart, and didn't know how to deal with it. His cultivation couldn't stop Wang Huaiming at all.

However, when Wang Huaiming was about to take a step forward and was about to get close to Song Pingcun, he was surprised to find that Song Pingcun in front of him seemed to be close to the end of the world, visually very close, but this step did not seem to have moved at all.

The surrounding medicinal herbs, no matter how big or small, began to move rapidly on the ground, and even some vine-like medicinal herbs directly entangled him. The stingers that he usually had to touch with carefully were in front of his eyes at this time, and he knew that if he moved again, these stingers would pierce him in the most vulnerable places. With so many poisons combined, he was completely unsure that even the most powerful therapist could save him.

He had just opened his mouth to speak, but he found that his mouth was open, but he did not dare to close it. A shiny black piece of wood against his Adam's apple, he didn't know what it was, but the breath made him feel threatened. That's the aura that only high-level cultivators have.

His eyes were panicked, but he was helpless, and the sweat was dripping down.

Although Song Pingcun didn't know at all, everything in front of him was no longer a real presentation, and from the moment he was slapped by Wang Huaiming, the position between him and Wang Huaiming had been divided, and what he saw was just an illusion.

Patting the dirt on his body, Song Pingcun stood up.

"Wang Zhenren, I just want to come to the Breaking Yuan Sect to cultivate, I just want to cultivate, I don't know why you want to die?" How could this twelve-year-old boy understand the attitude of a sect towards discovering a strange talent like him, let alone those defensive mentalities that come with being weak.

But Wang Huaiming in front of him stood in front of him, didn't say anything, just looked at him like he was nothing, and saw that he was a little hairy, so he could only turn his eyes slightly away and dodge.

Song Pingcun didn't understand the kind of early warning that the high-level of a sect would endanger the safety of the sect.

In Wang Huaiming's view, there is no free lunch in the world, and he Song Pingcun is neither a child of a family attached to Po Yuanzong, nor a native of the southern capital, so why did he suddenly appear. The Broken Yuan Sect is not a high-level sect, and it is just a small sect wandering among the third-class sects.

It's really a cultivation wizard who has no teacher, why don't you go to those high-level sects, but you want to break the Yuan Sect.

At this time, Wang Huaiming could hear Song Pingcun's words, but he couldn't say a word.

Although Song Pingcun was sincere in his explanation, Wang Huaiming was even more unconvinced. I can't see through the other party's cultivation, but I can instantly let the poisonous trees and poisonous weeds planted around me attack him, and that's not all, there is also a black and shiny wooden stick I don't know if it's a weapon or a high-level spiritual weapon, it can actually threaten itself.

Song Pingcun said that he came to break the Yuan Sect to cultivate, who would believe it! I'm still lying at this time! But now he can't speak, he can't move, except that his eyes can turn to be a wooden man.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for a silver light to appear in front of him, revealing a beautiful girl. She first said to Song Pingcun, "Childe, what's wrong with you?" ”

Song Pingcun shook his head: "Yiyi, I don't know what's going on with Wang Zhenren, I got angry when I talked about planting medicinal herbs." Even if I was wrong, I wouldn't be able to ask me who my real identity was! Yiyi, do I have another identity? ”

"Childe, aren't you the son of the patriarch of the Song clan in Songji Town. What else is the identity! He's just rare and weird! I'll help you go outside to rest first, and I'll explain to Wang Zhenren later. ”

Song Pingcun glanced at Wang Zhenren, who was still smiling at him, and did not object, and left with Liu Yiyi as soon as he confessed.

Song Pingcun and Liu Yiyi left, those poisonous trees and poisonous weeds slowly retreated, and the wood spirit left the position of Wang Huaiming's throat, but picked a few times in front of his eyes, as if a warning, before disappearing in front of him.

Wang Huaiming, who had restored his "freedom", just wanted to take off into the air, but found that the sky seemed to be sealed, let alone leaping, and he couldn't even leave the ground with his feet.

He's been drawn to prison. After waiting for half an hour, a shadow reappeared, and then all the surrounding prohibitions disappeared.

"Hmph" With a cold snort, Wang Huaiming realized how stupid his actions were just now, and the sense of oppression of that cultivation was even worse than the one who didn't know if it was a spirit weapon or something just now.

"Wang Zhenren?" Liu Yiyi looked at the old man in front of him, if it wasn't for the Emperor's order, without her action, Hua Ling and Mu Ling could directly kill him in seconds.

"Don't dare! In Xia Wang Huaiming, I have seen my predecessors! Although the girl in front of him looked young, he knew that she was not young just by this cultivation, and he didn't dare to call her a girl.

"Don't be restrained, what just happened? It's better to explain it clearly. Liu Yiyi's words revealed an undoubted force.

"The seniors looked down on me so much, may I ask what is wrong with my Broken Yuan Sect?" How dare Wang Huaiming explain the reason.

"Does the Broken Yuan Sect still need to be underestimated?" Liu Yiyi didn't want to talk to him much, if it weren't for the actual situation now, she wouldn't have bothered to take a look at this kind of sect, and asked sharply again: "Does the Poyuan Sect dare to offend me?" ”

Wang Huaiming's aura exuded from Liu Yiyi already knew very clearly that the other party's words were true, not to mention offending, sects such as Poyuan Sect were afraid that they would not even have a chance to intersect with the other party.

With a sigh, he admitted: "What did the seniors command, but it didn't hurt to say it!" ”

"Don't worry, my son-in-law has no grievances or enmity with you to break the Yuan Sect, just to break the Yuan Sect to cultivate. If Po Yuan Sect can't accept it, it doesn't matter, Fengchi Mountain doesn't need to exist. Liu Yiyi's speed of speech was very slow, and there was not a word of nonsense.

First explained that the other party may have a misunderstanding. If he explained that there was no background, Wang Huaiming would not believe it if he was killed, so he would not explain it, but only explain the purpose. If there is any objection to such a small sect as Poyuan Sect, then there is no need to exist, not that the name is gone, nor that the sect is gone, but that Fengchi Mountain will not exist.

"Seniors, why bother me to break a small sect of the Yuan Sect?" Wang Huaiming mustered up the courage and said it unwillingly.

"Did my son-in-law pass the assessment of the Broken Yuan Sect and enter the sect?" Liu Yiyi raised her eyebrows, her eyes staring at Wang Huaiming.

“…… I don't know what Song Gongzi needs me to break the Yuan Sect? After a period of silence, Wang Huaiming still felt that he was not in the mood, and there was really no reason to come to the Yuan Sect to practice.

Of course, it is impossible to say the matter of soul grass to Wang Huaiming, and Liu Yiyi said it according to what the Emperor really wanted before: "My son-in-law hopes to walk out of his own way, and if there is the existence of the Broken Yuan Sect on this road, it should be a blessing for you." Gongzi stayed in Po Yuan Sect for one year, and Po Yuan Zong settled down for one year; Gongzi stayed in Po Yuan Sect for ten years, and Po Yuan Sect was stable for ten years; If Gongzi stays here for a thousand years, Po Yuanzong will be stable for a thousand years. ”

Wang Huaiming's body was shocked, and what the woman opposite said was tantamount to a promise. The Broken Yuan Sect has always been on the edge of the third-class sect, if you can take this opportunity, wouldn't it be able to go to the next level. The things that the junior brother has been anxious about can not be solved perfectly.

"When my predecessor said this, I took it as a promise."

"Once the word is spoken, the horse is hard to chase"