Chapter 39: When to Enter

The scene suddenly became chaotic, but there were quite a few followers of this Fuli Daoist, and the artifacts in the hands of the priest were fake, and a large part of them were outsiders. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

"Everyone, stop, please listen to me!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest suddenly said loudly.

Suddenly, everyone felt like thunder in their ears, and their whole bodies trembled.

Eventually, the crowd stopped.

Fu Li walked around and finally looked at Wang Lian.

Wang Lian still smiled and didn't speak, just holding something exactly the same as Fuli Taoist, with an attitude that yours is fake and mine is real.

Jian Yi still looked at him coldly, he wanted to see what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd of this Xunhuan Sect disciple.

"So who's real?"

"Yes, these two are exactly the same, both have the effect of awakening and soothing the body. ”

............

Rumors stop at the wise, but where are there so many wise people in this world.

Just like monks, there are more than 100 million mortals, but there are less than 100 monks.

The sky is full of stars, but there are very few that shine brightly.

Jian Yi is deeply aware of this, and now he is a wanted criminal, a wanted criminal in the eyes of the monks, just because it is rumored that he has a magic weapon against the sky.

"Why, you see, even your followers are beginning to doubt you, what do you want to quibble. ”

Wang Lian smiled contemptuously and sneered.

"If you don't accept it, then take it and compare it to make you convinced. ”

Wang Lianyou continued.

Fuli's face sank, and his heart was already burning with anger.

Jane's eyes lit up, and her covered face twitched involuntarily.

This disciple of the Xunhuan Sect spared a circle, and the purpose was the copper block in the hands of the Fuli Taoist.

Not only did Jian Yi find out what was wrong, but several monks in the crowd also reacted, but their cultivation was lower than that of Wang Lian, and moreover, this was just their conjecture, and they didn't dare to say it rashly.

However, they found something strange, but it doesn't mean that ordinary people can see it.

In their eyes, Wang Lian said it was extremely reasonable, since they all said that their own was true, wouldn't they know if they compared it to the other?

"Fuli Daoist, it's not that we don't believe you, but this, it looks exactly the same, and it's good to identify it. ”

"Yes, it doesn't hurt to appraise it, after all, we all believe in the Taoist. ”

......

The people around him immediately fell into a boom again.

Fuli Dao Chang, his face was terrifyingly dark, but he didn't dare to hide it like this.

Lingyun Guan is a Taoist temple with a high reputation in Zi Wucheng, and as a disciple of the Seven Colors Daoist of the Lord of the Seven, although his talent is not high, he has a diligent and studious heart.

I have listened to the teacher's pulpit, and there is also the Tao in the world.

............

"There is a Tao in the mortal world?"

"Sincere thoughts, forming a positive yang qi, can drive away things, can drive away evil spirits, can be extended. ”

"What is Nian?"

"The desire of the people, the thought of faith, is the qi of the positive yang. ”

............

This was the moment he was closest to the Seven-Colored Daoist, and it was also the time when he asked the most.

After getting the answer, the originally decadent heart slowly stirred, and he suddenly found that there was another way to realize his ambitions.

has great ambitions, that is, to step into the elixir and continue the life of that woman.

In this purple city, I will make good connections and absorb the power of faith.

At first, the effect was very small, but in the course of this year, the quantitative changes caused great changes, and Shengsheng broke through from the first layer of the True Qi Realm to the fourth layer of the True Qi Realm, and the strength broke through.

This copper thing was obtained by chance, and he had also injected true qi to tempt, but it could not cause any fluctuations, but the faint white smoke was refreshing, and ordinary people could feel it slightly.

His credibility is in this purple city, in the eyes of mortals, full of credibility, although this treasure looks extraordinary, but he can't perceive the inside, just to attract more believers, absorb the idea of faith.

The reason why it is said to be an immortal weapon is really exaggerated, but this can attract more people and get more ideas of faith, so its own realm can also be improved, closer to the realm of the elixir.

All this has been planned in his mind for a long time, but he didn't expect to encounter such a person.

"Daoist friend He sect, it's too unreasonable to do this. ”

Fu Li speaks relatively calmly, and many experiences in the world allow him to face anyone without being humble or arrogant.

However, that doesn't mean he doesn't do anything.

The opponent is stronger than him, and he is ready to flee from this place at any time.

Jian Yi felt the fluctuations of true qi in the Dantian of this Fuli Daoist, but he didn't know if he would make a move or flee from here.

If Jian Yi encountered such a situation in the past, his first decision would definitely be to flee from this place.

Stay in the green mountains, and you can't do without firewood.

However, now, there is no need, even if the dantian is destroyed, it is not necessary.

"Hahaha, ask me about the sect, I'm afraid I'll scare you to death if I say it. ”

Wang Lian laughed.

"Then you will say it. ”

The aura of the Fuli Taoist is still calm, but the true qi in the dantian has begun to quietly condense in his hand.

"Hear clearly, my sect is, too, one, sect!"

Wang Lian's expression was solemn, and the three words of Taiyizong were extremely loud.

Poof!

A sneer came from behind.

"Who?"

It was Wang Lian who asked, and when he glanced at it, he found the person who was sneering.

A man wrapped in a black robe, with his head bowed, did not show his face.

"What are you laughing at? If you can't tell why, don't blame me for being rude!"

Wang Lian said impressively.

"Taiyi Sect, which sect is this?"

Someone whispered and asked what kind of sect this Taiyi sect was.

"Taiyi Sect, if I remember correctly, it is a sect that has been passed down for thousands of years. ”

The answer was a few white-haired old men, who had seen it in some ancient books, but had never seen it in real life.

"Why haven't you seen them? Are they hermits?"

Some asked, still frowning.

Hermits, this is mortal people, for those who have entered the Tao and practiced, and are no longer born, but have taken action in the midst of catastrophe to save people from fire and water.

"Perhaps. ”

However, while they were talking, a sneer came from the side.

"When did you enter the Taiyi Sect?"

The person who sneered, of course, was Jian Yi.

He really didn't expect that this Xunhuan Sect disciple would pretend to be a disciple of the Taiyi Sect.

This Taiyi Sect is really as these people say, the Hermit Sect. However, the internal reason, Jian Yi is clear.

But this person is obviously a disciple of Xunhuan Sect, how can he be a disciple of Taiyi Sect.

And even if they worship under the hands of the Son of Wuli, they will not call themselves members of the Taiyi Sect, they will only say whose apprentice they are, but they will never mention the Taiyi Sect.

Well, there is only one truth.

This Xunhuan Sect disciple is pretending to be a disciple of the Taiyi Sect.

"When I come in, what's your business!"

Wang Lian shouted, and his true qi was mobilized, like a big bell striking, like the sound of a waterfall impact, directly hitting Jian Yi.

"Because I am the disciple of Tai, One, Zong!"

Only then did everyone see that the man in the black robe raised his head.

The eyes are like stars, deep and charming.