Pushing open the door of the office, dozens of scrutinizing eyes were focused on Wang Junyao's body, which suddenly made him feel a lot of pressure. These gazes are like X-rays, with their own perspective function.

"Sorry I went wrong and bothered. Excuse me, guys. Wang Junyao turned around with trembling hands and feet, then closed the door, leaned against the door and breathed a sigh of relief. Dozens of people with the same perspective function stared, and no one was comfortable.

Growing so big, it was the first time that Wang Junyao fled in the wilderness. There were some big guys inside, so he didn't dare to go in at all. The Kunlunmen people in brocade clothes and jade robes, the Shaolin monks with kind eyebrows and kind eyes wearing purple robes, the Wudang Taoist priests who are idle clouds and wild cranes, the Shushan swordsmen who are decisive and sharp and inconvenient, and the dragon and tiger mountain heavenly masters with exquisite Taoism......

More than a dozen masters of the cultivator sect actually gathered together, and the aura reaction produced was extraordinary. The best commander of the state and provincial capable bases, the one-star major general of the Ministry of National Security, was dwarfed in front of them.

"Amitabha, the king is the benefactor, if you come, you will be safe!" The monk in a purple robe sang a Buddhist song. With one hand, a string of lychee-sized prayer beads hangs from the tiger's mouth. Bow your eyebrows and pity, and pity all beings.

As soon as the words came out, Wang Junyao calmed down. When I looked up, I realized that I was still in the office. It seems to be an illusion to go out and close the door just now. At the same time, in his heart, he saw the Heavenly Maiden scattering flowers, the Bodhi green tree, and the hundreds of millions of Sanskrit singing. His eyes were a little dazed, and he unconsciously walked towards the monk's position.

"I didn't expect that the lion's roar of Buddhism, coupled with the meditation mantra, would have such an effect. The power of destruction is used to calm the mind! Wonderful, wonderful!!" The Kunlunmen people folded the fan and knocked it on their hands, as if there was a special rhythm emanating from it.

This person has sword eyebrows and starry eyes, red lips and white teeth. The brocade robe and jade belt are well-dressed. It makes people look good, and they want to get close inexplicably.

Hearing the sound of the Kunlun Gate people folding fans, Wang Junyao felt that his mind was a lot clearer. The idea of yearning for Buddhism just now has been diluted by half. When he reacted, he was a little afraid. If you meet the Zen master of Shaolin Temple alone, you will be crossed into Buddhism unconsciously, and you can only be accompanied by morning bells and dusk drums, green lights and yellow scrolls.

Thinking about it, Wang Junyao cast a grateful gaze at the Kunlun people, and he was a little repulsed by the monk.

"Hmph, Kunlun's mysterious three tones are also extraordinary!" The Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain snorted coldly with endless majesty between his eyebrows. The index finger and middle finger of the right hand were combined and carved out of thin air, and a golden talisman was formed and scattered into the air. A crisp sound, like spring thunder. The thunder stung, and everything broke the ground.

The golden light entered his eyes, the sound sounded in his heart, and Wang Junyao's heart was restless, just like hearing the cicada in the middle of summer, and he was upset. For some reason, looking at the people of Kunlunmen, I felt a little disgusted.

"Zheng !!!"

A fairy sword came out of its sheath, cutting through the years. The heart is confused, the sword wind disappears, and there is no trace.

"Accept people to get started, or to accept the heart! Why bother, do everything you can to do it! Just ask him directly what he wants. The Xuanjian on the back of the Shushan swordsman was unsheathed for half a minute and then taken back. He crossed his arms and said disdainfully.

Those who understand the sword have always preferred to take in the straight rather than seek in the song. Do things openly, generously, and do not use tricks.

"Wang Junyao, enter my Shushan Gate, the end of the sword, walk for the heavens, and kill demons. Are you willing?" the Shushan swordsman looked at Wang Junyao's eyes and asked straight to the point.

After that sword roar, Wang Junyao returned to his original appearance. In the face of more than a dozen majestic bigwigs, I was really a little stunned. Where are the three mindsets just now?

In an instant, it was understood.

The three of them seemed to be kind, but in fact, they shot one after another, all in order to bring him, a seedling with demon-level cultivation talent, into the door. When he came back to his senses, Wang Junyao was a little annoyed in his heart. What are you doing with me? Show your mastery?!

He frowned, but he didn't dare to attack.

These people are not as good as Ye Liangchen, all of them can be said to be easy to provoke. Knowing this, he tried to adjust himself as much as possible.

Although he has no bottom in his heart, he also tries his best to hold his head up and look straight ahead, neither humble nor arrogant. He didn't know how to answer the Shushan swordsman's question, so he said: "It's just a mortal stream, and now it's only now that I've entered the realm of the powerful, I'm honestly afraid." I don't know where to go for a while, so please forgive me. ”

"Don't panic, the little donor, the ups and downs of life are mysterious. A man is thirty and standing, forty is not confused, fifty knows the destiny of heaven, and sixty ears are obedient. And follow me to Wudang Mountain to study scriptures for a few years, and naturally you will know what the road ahead is. The Wudang Taoist priest clenched his fists and said sincerely, his eyes were clean and innocent, without a trace of fireworks.

"Ridiculous! The young man should be brave enough to stand up for the right path. With the responsibility of protecting the peace of the world, how can you do those idle clouds and wild cranes and waste your ambition? Young man, follow me to the Jiuqu Yellow River Sect to practice. Learn the ability to dominate the world, and the road is under your feet!" A man in yellow clothes, quite a scribe. As soon as he waved his sleeves, he didn't agree with Wudang Taoist's statement at all.

More than a dozen people from the cultivator sect all opened their mouths to express their opinions, and their purpose was to want Wang Junyao to worship their own sect. These people seem to have a high level of cultivation and a broad state of mind, but in fact, they are-for-tat, and no one will let anyone.

Each of them talked about clever theories, attacked each other, and even began to blush, ready to fight.

"Wang Junyao is destined for my Buddha, and if you are not satisfied, you can fight. Buddhism's methods of subduing demons, you can see it. "The Shaolin monk did not give in at all.

"Bullshit, Wang Junyao looks like a sword fairy, and he should return to Shu with me. Kill demons and eliminate demons, and stabilize one side!" The Shushan swordsman raised his eyebrows and prepared to unsheath the sword.

"Hehehe...... I'll see who can take away the descendants of the Heavenly Master under the Dragon Tiger Mountain Talisman!" "The Dragon Tiger Mountain Heavenly Master is half-pinched the magic technique, and there is a terrifying energy breeding in it.

"All the seniors and masters should stop arguing, and please give our country's Ministry of Security a face! Let Wang Junyao stay in the different group and serve the country! Bow down and die!" The one-star major general with a national character face said stubbornly. Originally, he didn't want to participate, but the higher authorities said that they had to fight no matter what.

The demon-level cultivation talent is too powerful, which directly makes Wang Junyao a fragrant bait, and everyone seems to bring back their own sect or power. He was dazzled and couldn't intervene. It's not to go, it's not to stay.

"Think beautiful!!It's a waste of talent!"

"It's not a way to fight like this, it's better to compare each other, and the one who wins in the end will take people away. ”

"I'll see it!!!"

"Amitabha, the poor monk also has this meaning. ”

"Seniors, the capable base can't withstand your toss, please move somewhere else!"

People from more than a dozen sects, for the sake of Wang Junyao, can be said to have no scruples about each other's affection. If it weren't for the regulations, these people would have been fighting in the dark.

"Don't fight, this kid, you want it. ”

An old voice appeared in the office, and suddenly there was no sound, and the pin drop could be heard. Everyone looked at each other, confirmed their eyes, and secretly exclaimed bad luck. Then they all disappeared from the office, as if they had never come.

Wang Junyao had a question mark on his face, who was this person? He scared away more than a dozen masters of the sect with a casual sound? Looking at the way they looked when they left, he dared not speak out.