Chapter Seventy-One: Losing Face
In the past few days, the name of one person has spread throughout Qingzhou.
This person killed Qin An, the head of the Tiangang faction, and also killed a total of eight elders in the Netherworld Hall and the Six Sects.
But what is even more annoying is that this person also defrauded all the belongings of the Tiangang faction.
More than that, when the 70,000 monks chased down the Netherworld Temple, they learned that the person had deceived the master of the Netherworld Temple again, and completely disappeared.
This made more than 70,000 monks angry, and vented all the anger in their hearts on the disciples of the Netherworld Temple.
In that battle, the disciples of the Netherworld Temple were wiped out.
But no one expected that when they were about to harvest the spoils, the Tianyuan Sect would reach 30,000 disciples, and the three elders would gather and lead 40,000 monks to pocket all the Qiankun bags of the disciples of the Netherworld Temple.
The Eight Sect disciples and the Sanxiu thought about fighting again, but the words of the Great Elder of the Tianyuan Sect changed the situation again.
He conveyed Bu Yuanzi's order, willing to take in the disciples of the Tiangang Sect, promising that as long as they joined the Tianyuan Sect, the immortals could choose a high-grade mortal weapon, as well as participate in a high-grade Yellow Rank Exercise. Immortal masters can choose a high-grade royal weapon, as well as comprehend a high-grade Xuan-level exercise.
The temptation of this promise is too great.
In that battle, the 20,000 or so disciples of the Tiangang Sect who were still alive all abandoned the war, and they did not kill the Eight Sects and Sanxiu.
It's only been three days, and the lords of the eight gates have gathered in the Tianyuan Sect, and the dispute is still about arresting the murderer Di Qing.
Of course, everyone understands one thing, they don't care whether Di Qing is dead or alive, the key is that this person has all the belongings of the Tiangang Sect.
"Are you still looking for it? ”
Outside the hall gate, Wu Di shook his head with a wry smile, and after muttering in his heart, he walked slowly into the hall with his hands behind his back.
As soon as he entered the main hall, all twelve people in the hall cast their eyes.
Eight of them sat on one side, and three of them sat opposite them, none other than the three elders of the Tian Yuan Sect.
Directly in front of Wu Di, Tianyuan Sect Bu Yuanzi's expression was very gloomy, but when he saw that it was Wu Di who walked in, his eyebrows suddenly furrowed, and his eyes were full of consternation.
Looking at the three elders of the Tianyuan Sect again, there was a little more surprise in their eyes, and then they were replaced by a little anger.
The Lord of the Eight Sects glanced at Wu Di a few times, and after not feeling the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power on him, there was a sudden angry shout among the eight people.
"Rude junior, who allowed you to come in?"
A word buzzed and echoed in the hall.
The three elders of the Tianyuan Sect were speechless, and looked at Wu Di standing in the hall with cold eyes, as if they felt that the master of the Qiushui Gate was angry, and there was nothing wrong with it.
Even if Wu Di went to Sanssouci Valley and didn't die, he didn't look at what the occasion was, he dared to go straight without being summoned by the sect master, and he deserved to be angry by the master of Qiushuimen.
However, Bu Yuanzi, who was sitting upright, suddenly rolled his eyes, and looked at Zeng Hai, the master of Qiushuimen, with a very strange expression.
"Master Zeng, you ...... rest. ”
"Sect Master Bu, what do you mean? You still have to intercede for him?" The master of the Baiyin Sect glanced at Bu Yuanzi and interrupted him.
"To become the number one sect in Qingzhou, the old woman thought that the Bu sect was in charge of the sect, and the disciples of the sect must be strictly disciplined. But today, the old woman can be regarded as having a long experience, and the master of the dignified three-star Immortal King is just like this, lose face!" Among the eight people, an old woman with a wooden staff pouted and snorted mockingly.
......
"Okay, okay, okay. ”
Bu Yuanzi waved his hand, and then said: "You mean to say that I am short-sighted, then I won't speak." ”
That being said, Bu Yuanzi was also suffocating.
Among the masters of the eight gates, six were one-star immortal kings, and the remaining two were only ten-star immortal masters.
Bu Yuanzi knew very well that including the three elders of their Tianyuan Sect, he couldn't sense the spiritual power fluctuations emanating from Wu Di's body at all, so he had no way of knowing that this young man was actually a five-star immortal king.
Therefore, Bu Yuanzi kindly wanted to persuade Zeng Hai, the master of Qiushuimen, to calm his anger, and by the way, revealed that this young man was Su Chen's person, and the master of the Eight Gates naturally understood everything, so he would not provoke Wu Di.
But it backfired, and the eight didn't give him a chance to speak at all, but instead provoked the anger of the public.
Fortunately, Wu Di didn't pay attention to Zeng Hai, the master of Qiushuimen, and didn't even look at the three elders of Tianyuan Sect, and bowed to Bu Yuanzi above.
Bu Yuanzi is not stupid, Wu Di's worship suddenly made him a little unable to sit still.
Although I had never heard that my uncle Su Chen accepted Wu Di as an apprentice, but Wu Di was able to promote his cultivation to a five-star immortal king, Bu Yuanzi felt that eighty percent was the credit of Su Chen, and he could guess that Su Chen accepted Wu Di as an apprentice.
Then, in terms of seniority alone, he and Wu Di are the same generation.
If you talk about cultivation again, then he, the sect master of the Tianyuan Sect, will still call Wu Di a senior.
Therefore, at this time, Wu Di bowed, how could Bu Yuanzi not panic.
"Ahem......! Yes....... Bu Yuanzi didn't sit or stand, he smiled awkwardly, and said, "What's the matter!"
Bu Yuanzi suddenly changed, and immediately made the Lord of the Eight Gates roll his eyes again and again.
Is this still the sect master of the dignified Tianyuan Sect?
What about identity?
What about status?
"Sect Master Bu, lose face!" The old woman stomped her feet, knocked the bluestone on the ground with a wooden cane, and said angrily: "Your Tianyuan Sect is high up, pressing our eight gates, at this time, you see a young man who doesn't understand the rules is polite, let us put the face of the master of the eight gates there?"
"I ....... ”
Bu Yuanzong's face suddenly turned red to the base of his neck.
At this time, Wu Di suddenly looked at the old woman.
"My words to you can be regarded as giving you face. Next, don't let me hear you talk nonsense again. After Wu Di finished speaking, he looked at Bu Yuanzi again and said, "I came here for one thing, do you know ......." ”
"I'm so angry!
"Get out!"
Wu Di was furious, and with a wave of his left hand, the old woman suddenly rolled upside down, broke through the temple wall and flew out.
Suddenly, there was silence in the hall.
The three elders of the Tianyuan Sect trembled, Mo said that there was no coldness in his eyes, and he didn't dare to look at Wu Di at this moment.
And the seven door masters, looking at the gap in the wall, turned their heads and looked at Wu Di again, and in an instant, cold sweat broke out on their backs, and they were so frightened that their faces turned pale, and they no longer dared to gasp.
"You seven, who wants to say shame?"
"I didn't ...... No one, you can say a word to us, that is to give us enough face. Zeng Hai, the master of Qiushuimen, stood up tremblingly, bowed to Wu Di and said.
Hum!
With an angry snort, Wu Di looked at Bu Yuanzi above again.
"I want to know, have my senior brother and third senior brother been here, and where have they gone?"
"Huh? he...... They said that they had been going to Canghai Country for two days. ”
Hearing this, Wu Di's sword eyebrows suddenly frowned, and a strong uneasiness suddenly appeared in his heart.
But he didn't say much about this matter, was silent for a while, and looked at Bu Yuanzi again.
"Ling'er, she...... Are you alright?"
As soon as these words entered their ears, Bu Yuanzi and Liu Yao's faces changed instantly.