Shen Yun originally wanted to go to the front hall as well. was stopped by Daoist Yunjing. The latter said: "I don't have to be in my house, and I have to bother the lord." ”

That's right. This is the mountain gate of Xuantianmen. Shen Yun then gave up.

When Daoist Yunjing arrived in the hall, he saw at a glance that in the direction of the head, there were two people sitting side by side with big swords and golden horses. The middle-aged short-bearded man on the right wearing a lake blue robe, cultivated to the first level of Jindan. The one sitting on the left is a middle-aged beauty, and her cultivation is the same as him, and she is also the third layer of Jindan. Both of them are Dharma cultivators.

Eight disciples of the Zhengqing Sect are surrounded on both sides. Among them, the highest cultivation is only ten layers of foundation.

Seeing this, his heart became more steady.

I saw Dong Ling being tied up in various ways and pressed to the ground by a disciple of Zhengqingmen. He was very embarrassed, his navy blue robe was torn into rags, his hair was messed up, and his face was covered with bright red slap marks. More than one! It made the originally delicate face swollen like a pig's head. The corners of both mouths were broken, and there were two blood lines. Ground

Suddenly, his anger surged upward.

"Two Daoists, what a great majesty!" sneered, he unceremoniously pointed at Dongling with a whisk, "I don't know what kind of heinous crime the poor Daoist has committed, making the two Daoists so angry!"

As he spoke, the coercion of the third layer of Jindan was fully opened towards the Zhengqing Sect disciple who was pressing the East Spirit.

"Plop!"

The disciple only felt as if the mountain was pressing on the top, and he fell to the ground on both knees.

"Click", "Click". Two crunchs in quick succession. It was two of his kneecaps shattered.

"Ouch!" he screamed, falling headlong to the ground.

The two Jindan real people on the top found that someone had entered the hall. Both of them bounced up from their positions.

At this time, the middle-aged beautiful woman reacted faster, saw the cultivation of the person who came, and hurriedly gave her junior brother a look, and saluted with a fist at Yunjing Dao Chang: "It turned out that the senior brother of Xuantianmen arrived." Disrespectful, disrespectful!" That being said, there was still a thin anger on his face.

Yunjing Dao is at the door of his house, how can he scare her? sneered, shook off the dust, and replied stiffly: "Don't dare to be!"

The middle-aged man with a short beard also came to his senses. He knew that his cultivation was not as good as the other party, and his momentum had weakened a little. It's just that he still can't get down on his face, so he stands in place silently.

Daoist Yunjing ignored the two of them, and sat down on the high-backed rattan chair on the left side of the upper position, that is, the middle-aged beautiful woman just now, and asked, "You two, can you tell me what is going on?"

Seeing this, the middle-aged beautiful woman secretly said in her heart: Bitter.

The result of the disciples' investigation was that although this Xian Hunting Inn was a time-honored brand in the town, it had no background. Therefore, the Immortal Inn is very low-key in its actions.

However, what she never expected was that the so-called no background meant that the reputation of the owner of the family was not obvious, and the cultivation was only three layers of Jindan.

To be honest, the third layer of Jindan is not a branch, such an identity, in the big faction, it is really not on the stage. But the problem is that the cultivation of both her and her junior brother is not as good as the other—the other party and her cultivation are in the same realm. But she didn't even notice when the other party came in. By that alone, she knew she was invincible.

Damn! The middle-aged beautiful woman scolded in her heart, and she didn't regret it: I knew that the idea was so hard, and I would have to wait for the senior brother to come back and settle accounts with this guy.

And now, she and her junior brother have joined forces, and they may not take advantage of anything.

What's more, this is not the territory of Zhengqingmen, but the territory of Xuantianmen. If they lose the battle and suffer a loss, they will really suffer a loss, and it will be difficult to get the field back immediately.

After sorting out these, she secretly said "bad luck" in her heart, and her anger faded away. Sitting down on the rattan chair on the right, she said with a smile: "It's okay, let the senior brother know that we are not vexatious." As she spoke, she pouted to a young male disciple, "Yizi, you will report what happened, 1510, to the master of Xuantianmen."

"Yes. The male disciple received the order, stood up from the queue, and made a formal salute to Daoist Yunjing with his fists, "Wu Hongyi has seen the master ......."

Unexpectedly, Yunjing Dao Changli ignored him, but turned his head to look at the middle-aged beautiful woman: "Poor Dao Yunjing, I don't know what to call my junior sister?"

This is tantamount to slapping a middle-aged beauty in the face. But the latter has nothing to say.

She secretly grinded her back molars, and responded as calmly as possible: "Poor Dao Yingyu." Pointing to the middle-aged short-bearded man sitting on the guest seat, he took the initiative to introduce, "This is the junior brother of the poor Dao, the Taoist name Xuanyu." He pointed to the eldest disciple who stood up, and also introduced Shao Dao, "He is the eldest disciple under my junior brother's seat." He was also one of the parties to this incident. Senior Brother Yunjing looks like a downright person, right and wrong, and listen to the children first. ”

But he didn't say a word about the male disciple who fell to the ground, gritting his teeth and carrying it.

She can endure it, but Daoist Yunjing can't bear it. Hearing this, he frowned, and pointed at Dong Ling, who was still kneeling on the ground, with a whisk: "Senior Sister Yingyu, my people, you have beaten and tied, and you have tied up." He is just a mortal, I'm afraid he won't be able to carry it for long, and he can't wait for Master Wu's nephew to explain things clearly. It's really pitiful! Senior Sister Yingyu, with a kind heart, can you let him get up first and go to the back hall to deal with his wounds?"

Daoist Yingyu was choked by him, and his chest was stuffy, but he couldn't have a seizure. I could only take a deep breath, force my temper, and respond, "Okay." Let him bandage his wound first. ”

Daoist Yunjing shook off the dust lightly and ordered: "Come on, carry your shopkeeper down, invite a man to come, and bandage the wound." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, two men jogged out of the moon gate. The two joined forces, lifted Dongling, and ran into the Moon Gate as if flying.

One yard to one yard. For the time being, no one paid attention to the disciple lying on the ground.

Daoist Yingyu waited silently for a moment, and saw that Daoist Yunjing was sitting on the top, still not speaking, so he had to ask patiently, "Senior Brother Yunjing, can you start now?"

Yunjing Daoist nodded slightly: "Senior nephew Wu, say it." ”

Daoist Yingyu is okay, Daoist Xuanyu who was sitting in the guest seat was angry with him, his eyes showed a fierce color, and he was about to shoot the case. Yingyu Dao Chang came over with a slap in the eye. He also took a deep breath and pressed silently.

Wu Hongyi saw that his master didn't even dare to let go of a fart, and immediately lost all momentum, honestly hugged his fists and said "yes", and talked about the morning: "In the morning, the disciple and several junior brothers and sisters ......"

Daoist Yunjing interrupted in a cold voice: "Let's be clear! How many people are there and who are they!"

This time, he restrained his coercion, but his tone was very harsh. Wu Hongyi couldn't hold back and shivered with fright. He glanced at the master on the guest seat, and then looked at the second master on the upper position.

Ying Yu snorted coldly: "It's good to make it clear." Yizi, don't be nervous, speak slowly. ”

"Yes. Wu Hongyi hugged his fists and received the order.

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