Luo Yuan found a place very casually, and sat with a big sword and a golden horse, without the slightest hint of stage fright. And the old man Wan Zhu simply suspended in the center of the main hall, sitting cross-legged, with great disdain for the monks today.

"What the hell? Long story short. Luo Yuan took a spirit fruit from the plate and took a bite at random. I only felt that my lips and teeth were fragrant, and I couldn't help but eat a few more bites.

"Ahem, this matter has to start with the Heshan Great Sect. The Great Sect of Heshan is the overlord that has been passed down for nearly 10,000 years, and there is no way to know whether there is an earlier origin. This sect was established here for 150,000 miles to the southeast, and their sect's power has never been weakened, and it seems that even the Balance Sect has acquiesced in their strength. Since Daoyou is the descendant of the Supreme, you should know that most of the Supremes are hidden from the world today. And the ancestors in the ordinary sects, as long as they reach the supreme god of transformation, will enter the Balance Sect and become one of the elders.

However, the Heshan Great Sect was not affected, and there were several supremes in the sect. The reason for this is not something we can know, nor is it something we are qualified to investigate. Chu Lao shook his head and said slowly, the overlord of the Heshan Great Sect. Today, there are not many supremes in one great sect, which is enough to sweep the world and level the cultivation realm.

Luo Yuan nodded, but he wasn't interested, he just asked casually, "What is this and the Mountain Great Sect for?"

"This ......" Chu Lao was speechless for a while, and the Yuan Ying present looked at each other and didn't dare to reply. Some people secretly scolded in their hearts: "I have said that people are overlords, there are several supremes, you still dare to speak like this, if someone says it, won't it affect us and others." ”

"Since ancient times, the Great Sect of Wayama has been guarding the outside of the Blood Nunnery Mountain, preventing the creatures in it from going out to forage for food, causing the living beings to be devastated. Several supremes have even gone deep into the Blood Nunnery Mountain, and it is said that they have discussed with the demon venerables and reached certain conditions. Old Chu stroked his beard and spoke in a deep voice.

"Hmm, it's rare to hear of a responsible righteous sect who is willing to sacrifice his life to protect the common people. Then this is very moral, why are you so sad? As a righteous path, you should be like this, for heaven and earth, for the people, for the sake of the saints, for the sake of peace. Luo Yuan raised his eyebrows and said with a sneer. He had already guessed a few points about the reason, and the growth of the monk was naturally not comparable to that of the fierce beast. It's nothing more than that the high-level demon venerable and the human supreme don't make a move, and let the weak decide freely, and the mountain great sect hopes that the surrounding immortal sects can send people to help and reduce some of the pressure. However, the immortal monks such as the Kuping Sect were worried that they were in danger of falling, so they were worried one by one and were reluctant to go.

In their minds, they are in that dilemma. Pure-blooded creatures are incomparably strong, and there are few opponents among the Terran monks of the same rank, and they will fall at every turn. They have finally cultivated into Yuanying, and have become high-ranking immortals, who can make the Quartet surrender by stomping their feet, and who else would be willing to risk their lives to fight? As for mortals, in the eyes of all the Yuanying powers here, they are just insignificant ants, as long as their own interests are not involved, it doesn't matter to them how much they die. But on the contrary, they didn't dare to provoke the Heshan Great Sect, and the Digital Transformation God Supreme was in charge, even if a great god walked around their sect, it was not something they could bear. If you happen to meet the God Transformation Supreme in a bad mood and are slapped to death, then it is better to meet the pure-blood creature.

Sure enough, Old Chu sighed, and then spoke: "It's just that the Great Sect of Heshan has issued an order, ordering us and other sects to have several Yuanying monks to participate in this matter, and I don't want to wait." ”

"Yes, why did this death errand make me wait? They themselves have lived enough, but I still have thousands of years of life, so why accompany them to die. If there is really a great calamity, isn't there a supreme strong man who dominates the ups and downs?" The big-eared monk in a scarlet robe with horizontal eyebrows and eyes did not speak angrily, and his heart was very resentful.

"Hmph," Luo Yuan snorted coldly disdainfully, his eyes were full of coldness, and he looked at the big-eared monk coldly: "If you go to protect those hundreds of millions of sentient beings, the Supreme will definitely protect you when you are suffering." But you have abandoned those billions of living beings, you do not protect mortals, what face do you have to boast of righteousness! What face do you have to open your mouth and let the Supreme protect you? You are also worthy!"

"You!" the big-eared monk was suddenly angry when he was reprimanded, but he didn't dare to say anything for a long time when he thought that Luo Yuan was the supreme heir. In the end, he pointed at Luo Yuan tremblingly, forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and said with a sneer: "Daoist friend, where are these words, how can we monks talk to the same day as the mortals? However, we naturally have to protect it. In your spare time, when you are in a good mood, it is not impossible to shelter mortals. But we are noble Yuanying monks, who have the ability to open mountains and reclaim the sea, soar through the clouds and mist, and change shapes and shadows, and are the mainstay of the cultivation realm, how can we fall so easily?"

The chill in Luo Yuan's eyes was even stronger: "Mortals regard you as a god and call you a saint." You wait until you are good, the way of heaven ruthlessly regards sentient beings as dogs, but you are ruthless saints, and you treat mortals as mustard! The Supreme God of Transformation can obviously regard you as an ant, but he still goes deep into the dangerous land, and he does not hesitate to fight for this. But what are you waiting for? Cowering in the rear, thinking that he is in a high position, calling for wind and rain, but doing some sanctimonious things. There is no virtue in the mouth, gibberish, with the heart of a villain, and he talks about some unnecessary things. Mortals are like ants, but you are not even as good as ants!"

"You!" The big-eared monk's face was blue and red, and he was furious, he stood up and pointed at Luo Yuan and said, "You are just relying on the power of the gods, the children of the family of the ancestors of Mengyin." If you are in our position, you still dare to speak out here and speak the right way, it is ridiculous! Huangkou child, just with a warm blood, ignorance! Since you care about the common people, why don't you go to the Blood Nunnery Mountain to take a chance!"

"Shut up!" Boss Chu shouted, a fierce light appeared in his eyes, and the momentum burst out, and a great force that made the heavens and the earth lose color and the wind and clouds rolled upside down rushed out. Then, Chu Lao flicked his sleeves, only to see a hair-thin mana shoot out, piercing the dantian of the big-eared monk.

"I'm not convinced!" The big-eared monk vomited blood and flew backwards, his breath was slightly sluggish, but he still glared at Luo Yuan. Because Luo Yuan's words were too ruthless and too harsh, they hit him in the sore spot. It's not just his sore spot, it's the sore spot of most of the monks here.

Luo Yuan shook his head, in his opinion, this group of Yuanying Cultivators was simply a group of waste. What saints who care about the common people, what power to open mountains and reclaim the sea, are just fantasies in the hearts of mortals. The right way now really disappointed him.

"Boy, haven't you entered the Demon Dao, why are you still thinking about these bullshit righteous paths? Hey, if the old man is concerned, these are some bullshit!" Old Man Wan Zhu opened his mouth to Luo Yuan, and his words were full of disdain for the Yuan Infant Ancestor sitting around, and he didn't even look at them.

"The Tao is different, don't conspire with each other, old ghost Han, let's go! They are not worthy of the word righteous way! This righteous way, what do I want him to do! This kind of righteous way, what do I mean to keep him! This kind of righteous path is better than being wiped out with a sword!" Luo Yuan shook his head and left. He originally thought that today's righteous path was just those sects that were close to the Equilibrium Sect, such as the Guangyang Ancient Sect, and the Liyuan Sect would have such people who were vying for power and power, greedy for life and afraid of death. Because, under the balanced teaching, they have been comfortable for too long, and they have long lost their enterprising spirit.

I never thought that even this sect, which was hundreds of thousands of miles away, would behave like this. This word righteous path is no longer the admiration in his heart back then, but now it is so dazzling that people can't help but feel disgusting.

"You're wrong, like him is not the right path, but a miscellaneous thing! Old man Chu Zhongtian has never done anything worthy of his heart since he practiced, and it has been more than a thousand years. From the beginning of the Qi cultivation disciple, I struggled all my life, wandering between life and death, and today I have achieved a brilliant sect, and I am in charge of the rise and fall of the Kuping Sect. The old man can't let the entire sect be ruined because of a wrong judgment! Fellow Daoist, you think, behind you is the Supreme, who has the power to dominate the ups and downs. But what about us? We are the pillars of this sect, if we go to the Blood Nunnery Mountain, we accidentally fall. How can you let the hundreds of thousands of disciples of the Kuping Sect live in peace? If there is a demonic path attacking, even if it is only a monk in the middle of the Yuan Infancy, how can these Jindan foundation and even Qi cultivation disciples be able to stop it?

The old man can die, but the old man must not become a sinner for the ages of the sect! Those who hear the Tao will die at the end of the day. If the old man dies, he will die, but he will not destroy the sect and the inheritance will be safe. If it is this appointment, even half of the old man will nod and agree, but at the moment, it really can't be. Old Chu sighed and spoke, he had too much helplessness and too much burden, but this was what he had to bear. In order to shoulder the sect, he gave up his cultivation and even suppressed his Dao heart. In this life, he has only one request, that is, thousands of years later, when he returns to the dust, when he sees his master again, he can bow down with a smile and say: "Disciple Chu Zhongtian, live up to the trust of the master, today's time has come, I have come to meet the master!"