The catastrophe is coming!

This was like a gust of wind, and it soon spread throughout the beautiful maple forest. Other attendees scattered in the maple forest rushed over. After a while, the grass where Shen Yun and the others were surrounded by people.

In a sunny place in the maple forest, there is a flat large bluestone, like a natural stone platform. This big stone is not simple, and it is rumored to be the place where Wenyuan Ancestor did his morning class in his early years. Therefore, it has always been regarded as a noble place by the inner disciples of Xuantianmen.

Qingwen Zhenjun was taking a large group of juniors and sisters at this time to explain this big stone to the guests such as Changyu Zhenren who came from afar.

However, in just a moment of turning, he was surprised to find that the number of people around him had decreased by more than half. And, there are people who are leaving in a hurry......

He is the elder brother of the generation of Jin Dan in the Xuantian Gate Fa Xiu, and there is never a shortage of followers around him. There has never been such a shameless person as now, turning around and leaving while he is speaking.

"What's going on?" he asked, holding back the anger in his heart, pausing to explain.

Qingcheng real people are also there. He weakly stood forward and took a small step: "Just now, the third junior brother passed on a divine sense to me, saying that Senior Uncle Shen was preaching by the stream. It's wonderful. Ask me if I can't get past it. I guess they're all going that way. ”

The third junior disciple in his mouth is the youngest personal disciple of Master Xuancheng, Qinglin Zhenren, whose common surname is Jiang.

The latter had just condensed Dan three months ago, and was responsible for maintaining order at this Jindan Festival. Yes, I didn't follow the Qingwen Zhenren.

When Qingwen Zhenren heard this, he only felt that his face was even more unbearable. However, in front of Changyu Zhenren and other guests, not only could he not have a seizure on the spot, but he also had to maintain the demeanor of a good boy who was as gentle as jade, and he couldn't even change his face a little.

His own sect, his own territory! How could he have suffered such a grievance! He really almost vomited out a mouthful of old blood.

Secretly gritting his teeth, he tried to maintain the smile on his face and looked around at the people around him. As a result, he found that Changyu Zhenren and the others were also flickering. Obviously, they all received similar divine consciousness transmissions, but for the sake of face, they didn't want to leave like those guys on the periphery.

He knew he couldn't keep these people. Moreover, he himself was very curious - what kind of nonsense was the surname Shen talking about, so that he could be so confusing?

That's it. He waved to everyone and said, "Senior Uncle Shen's sermon must be very exciting, otherwise it would not have amazed our Senior Brother Jiang." Let's go listen to it, too. ”

"Okay. ”

"I also received a message from my fellow ......"

Pleasant smiles appeared on the faces of the guests. Especially the disciples of the Zhengqing Sect such as Changyu Zhenren. A broken stone has also been shown with the relish of the people of Xuantianmen for so long. Even if it weren't for Master Shen's preaching, they would have been impatient to listen to it.

The group walked straight through the small half of the maple forest, only to see that the three floors in front of them and the outer three floors were full of participants. All of them craned their necks and looked at the stream.

The real people of Qingwen are at the forefront. He glanced at it, and was extremely surprised in his heart—Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! Almost all the participants had gathered here! No wonder he walked all the way, and there was basically no shadow of anyone in sight. It turned out to be all here.

No one was in order, and the people listening were very conscious. The people inside are all sitting cross-legged. Only those who were close to the periphery couldn't sit down, so they stood.

Everyone listened attentively, and there was not even a cough at the scene.

The very center of the circle of people is Shen Yun.

Like everyone else, he sat cross-legged directly on the grass.

And sitting on the lower left of him turned out to be the broken house that climbed up from the outer door and was called Yunjing.

If it weren't for this guy letting the Taoist boy block the car at the door, it would be me who was sitting in that position at this moment!

Qingwen Zhenren secretly took a deep breath and glanced at Changyu Zhenren and the others with the rest of his eyes.

As a result, he found that no one was paying attention to him at all. Changyu Zhenren: They are already listening. They looked intently at the man surnamed Shen. In just a few moments, the expressions on their faces were the same as those of the previous listeners.

What is the surname Shen talking about? Qingwen Zhenren hurriedly discarded all distracting thoughts in his heart, calmed down, and listened attentively.

Soon, he understood. It turned out that the surname Shen was talking about what he saw and heard when he traveled in the mortal world.

What is there to talk about in the mortal world? Qingwen Zhenren was very disdainful.

In the middle of the foundation building, he went on a mission to the mortal realm. Speaking of which, it was also an experience more than 50 years ago. That time, he spent a total of one day in the mortal realm. It can be said that this day was the most difficult day of his life. Without him, the mortal world is full of abundant and filthy air, and it smokes people to death. Therefore, as soon as the task was completed, he hurried back to Xianshan.

Since then, no matter how many tasks there are in the mortal world, he can dodge and push, and if he can't, he will push. Anyway, it's a principle, and if you kill it, you won't go to the mortal world.

He listened patiently for a while, but he couldn't listen anymore -- the man surnamed Shen actually said that the scenery of the mortal world was good! The poor mountains and bad waters were full of filthy air, what was good? Isn't this a lie? It's too bad!

He thought about standing up and exposing the lie on the spot. However, as soon as they read it together, reason instantly prevailed: the surname Shen was Yuan Yingjing. At this moment, the ancestor and the master are not close to each other. If I recklessly expose him in public and make him unable to get off the stage, if he becomes angry and beats me to death or maimed me on the spot, am I not wronged?

Thinking of this, he held his temper down and quickly looked at the left and right sides. I saw that the younger brothers and sisters, as well as Changyu Zhenren and others, could all listen to it. Some even have a look of fascination on their faces.

Oh, these people look like they've never been to the mortal realm! A few words of rhetoric are true.

Damn! We can't let this guy openly cheat on our Xuantianmen territory. Be sure to expose him!

Looking at someone sitting in the middle of the crowd and talking about the mortal world, Qingwen Zhenren's eyes rolled and he thought about it.

His gaze slowly slid over the crowd listening to the lecture, and soon, he found Qinglin Zhenren.

Hmph, just spread the word about this guy and openly dismantle my platform!

So, it's you!

After choosing a target, Qingwen Zhenren lowered his right hand and wrapped it in the wide sleeve of his robe, secretly offering a soul control order.

The sleeves of the robe moved slightly, and a black triangular token stood up.

The pure text real person's mind moved slightly.

In this way, his heart was reflected in the soul control order.

Immediately after, Qingwen Zhenren's right hand pinched out a spell in the sleeve of his robe, pointing at the soul control order.

The Soul Control Order shook and turned into a small black snake the thickness of chopsticks.

Go! Qingwen Zhenren commanded with his divine sense.

The little black snake came out of the sleeve of his robe, opened his mouth, and showed two long sharp fangs at Qinglin Zhenren who was ten steps away, like a black arrow, silently biting over. ，