Qingyuan Dao Palace, in front of the Chuan Gong Hall.

A young monk wearing an inferior mask was sitting on the podium, talking like a river, and the disciples in the hall were fascinated and full of praise.

The hall was full of disciples from the Qingyuan Dao Palace, and even other disciples of his sect who participated in the ceremony were also sitting on the ground and listening carefully to the monks on the podium teaching the unwarranted method of crossing the tribulation.

"The so-called catastrophe is not actually a calamity, but a blessing. This is the experience of Heavenly Dao Grandpa for us monks, and only by passing his test can we get the gift.

If you think about it carefully, is it true that every monk who has successfully crossed the tribulation has received great benefits, take our Dao Palace's Senior Brother Jinling as an example, after he survived the tribulation, all the heavenly gods and Buddhas came to congratulate and bless him.

What does this mean? It represents the recognition of the Heavenly Dao, which is why the reward is lowered. Listen to the applause!"

After hearing this, the disciples under the Chuangong Hall felt that they suddenly realized that this was the case, and they applauded one after another, and the applause was like thunder.

At this time, the real Chaotian Daoist hid his figure, quietly standing at the very edge of the Chuan Gong Hall, looking at the monk who was pretending to be him, and praying silently for him in his heart.

Originally, he was still worried about how to completely get rid of the investigation of the sect and the Heavenly Daoists, but he never expected that in just a few days, a disciple would stand up and pretend to be him, which saved him a lot of trouble and arrangement.

The disciple who lay down and asked, "Senior Brother Chaotian, what should we do if we cross the tribulation?"

The impostor clapped his hands and pointed to the disciple who asked the question, saying, "This senior disciple is a good question!

But I have the legacy of my ancestors, and I am not allowed to pass it on to others. Today, I deliberately broke the vows to resist the rebellion of the ancestors' legacy, and I also want to pass on this secret technique to everyone. Even if I run out of spiritual power because of this, I will not hesitate to lose sight of everyone!"

The questioning disciple hurriedly stood up and said to the rest of the disciples: "Senior Brother Chaotian, great benevolence and righteousness, I would rather cultivate to mourn than teach me the secret method! Senior brother, I can't bear it, I am willing to take out all the savings of two hundred spirit stones to help Senior Brother wait for the peak!"

The disciples in the Chuan Gong Hall were all inward, grateful, and eager to pawn all the Dao robes on their bodies to exchange the spirit stones for the fake Chaotian Daoist.

"Yo, it's still a gang crime! There's a set!" Li Qingyun looked at the hour, presumably the elders of the Elder's House were almost there.

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived. The clouds outside the Chuan Gong Hall suddenly became colorful and beautiful, and one after another, the elders of the Qingyuan Dao Palace, who were immortal wind dao bones, fell from the clouds and walked straight towards the fake Chaotian Dao people.

"The Elder's House acts, and the idle disciples leave immediately, otherwise, they will be punished for disturbing the order of the Dao Palace!" Zhou Lei, the punishment elder, scolded sharply.

Some disciples in the Transmission Hall were not convinced, and shouted loudly: "Senior Brother Chaotian is about to teach us the method of crossing the tribulation! Why are the elders obstructing us?"

Zhou Lei's cold eyes forgot about the past, making the disciple feel like falling into an ice cellar, covered in a piercing chill, and then said: "Oh? Then let you, the senior brother of Chaotian, talk about it well, and the old man also wants to hear about it." ”

The fake Chaotian Daoist was in a cold sweat at the moment, and stammered: "This tribulation, it is, um. . . It's to bow to the sky, that's right. First bow down to heaven, and then, and then ......"

Zhou Lei waved his hand, and a wisp of green light flew out, instantly lifting the fake and shoddy mask on his face and said: "Okay, mistaken people's children! Waste the old man's time, go back with me to receive the punishment." ”

The disciples under the Chuan Gong Hall looked up and couldn't help but exclaim, "Isn't this the Sword Sixteen of the Hidden Sword Peak?

Zhou Lei shook his head, looked at the disciples in the Chuan Gong Hall and scolded angrily: "He's just Sword Sixteen, a fake." A group of monastic waste materials who only want to take shortcuts and don't want to make progress!

If he is a Heavenly Daoist, wouldn't the old man be the ancestor of Qingyuan!"

Only then did the disciples in the Chuangong Hall know that they had been deceived, and pointed at Jian Sixteen and scolded, and even lifted the futon under their feet and was about to smash it. Sword Sixteen flinched, not daring to raise his head, let alone speak.

Punishment Elder Zhou Lei sneered at Jian Sixteen and said, "As soon as I arrived, I could see that you couldn't be a disciple of the Mixed Heavens, how amazing and brilliant he was, how could it be that a pickled person like you could be shoddy." ”

Li Qingyun wiped his hands lightly on his face, and the chaotic mask was taken off by him and fell into his hand, and then attached to a trace of his own chaotic spiritual power, it was quietly sent to Sword Sixteen's pocket, and even the punishment elder didn't notice it.

Jian Sixteen didn't dare to stay in place any longer, and was about to go to the punishment hall to be punished by himself, when he suddenly felt that there was a foreign object in his coat pocket, and reached out to slowly touch it.

It is Li Qingyun's chaotic mask!

Zhou Lei looked at Jian Sixteen in surprise, looking at the Chaotian Mask in her hand, and the aura full of violent destruction came from the Chaotian Mask, making him feel terrified.

"Did the old man look away, are you really the chaotic disciple who fought the Heavenly Tribulation that day?"

Jian Sixteen was also confused when he looked at the Chaotian mask that appeared inexplicably in his hand, but he didn't dare to lie in front of Punishment Elder Zhou Lei: "Elder Mingjian, the disciple is indeed not Senior Brother Chaotian. ”

Hearing the recovery of Sword Sixteen, Zhou Lei instead had doubts in his heart, pointed to his nose and said, "What a calculation! You want to pretend that you are a person who is a chaotic person, and then deliberately lure the old man to come and expose your tricks, so that you can clear your suspicions." ”

Jian Sixteen's face was full of doubts, and he defended in a loud voice: "Elder Zhou, the disciple is really just an inaccessible inner disciple on the Hidden Sword Peak Jian Sixteen, and I don't know how this mask appeared." ”

"Still quibbling! Do you really think that the old man is old and his mind is not clear? You little young tricks, the old man can see through it at a glance!"

The more he denied that he was a Mixed Heaven Daoist, the more Zhou Lei believed that he was a Mixed Heaven Daoist, and said helplessly: "If the elder doesn't believe it, it is better to use the Five Thunder Method to bombard the disciple, and you will know that what the disciple said is true." ”

"It's so big! It's so ruthless! However, it can only be useless! Senior brother, you have been condemned to this pot. Li Qingyun's heart moved, and the wisp of chaotic aura attached to the chaotic mask burst out violently.

The chaotic aura wrapped around Sword Sixteen's entire body, forcibly manipulating him to clasp the chaotic mask on his face, and suddenly a powerful aura surged out, leaving the disciples who had not yet dispersed from lying down stunned!

Zhou Lei saw the powerful qi machine that suddenly erupted from Sword Sixteen, and the five thunder righteous methods in his hand slowly brewed: "You also said that you are not that chaotic disciple!

Sword Sixteen was controlled by Li Qingyun's chaotic aura, and he really had a word of suffering, watching his body take a step forward without his control, his hands clenched into fists, and the chaotic aura poured out.

The Five Thunder Fa fell, and the entire Chuan Gong Hall was filled with monstrous dust and smoke, and after the smoke dissipated, Jian Sixteen stood in place unharmed, not even the slightest wrinkle in his robe.

Zhou Lei was also quite shocked in his heart, and it was indeed a genius disciple who had never been born in a hundred lifetimes: "You still say that you are not a disciple of Chaotian?!"

Don't worry, the Dao Palace is looking for you just to cultivate you well, and it won't do you any harm, come with me!"

"Elder, I'm really not Senior Brother Chaotian. ”

"You are!"

A group of disciples watched as Sword Sixteen, who was constantly arguing, was dragged by the Punishment Elder all the way up to the clouds and flew away, all casting envious glances.

Li Qingyun's mind rose again, and the chaotic mask attached to Jian Sixteen's body returned to him again. Placing the Chaos Mask in the storage ring didn't attract anyone's attention.

Elder Zhou Lei thought that he had seen through the Chaotian Dao people and stood on the fifth layer, but he didn't know that the real Chaotian Daoist Li Qingyun had already stood in the atmosphere, and the poor Tibetan Sword Peak disciple Jian Sixteen was only standing in the underground layer.

He left quietly, just as he came quietly. directed a good play, without taking away a cloud.