Luo Tian saw that Zhu Hu's expression only changed between remorse and unwillingness, and he also felt that this person was now looking a little too miserable. It's just that he has never regretted making a heavy hand, and the battle between Gain's qi refiners has always been like this, and life and death are only in an instant.

As soon as the thought moved, he collected the Tiangang crystal sand, Luo Tian urged the lotus seat to the side of his defeated general, glanced at his already fleshy body, and said: "For the sake of your death, I will answer your previous question and let you be a ghost." Although my cultivation is not good, there is a master who achieved the Yuan Shen 1,200 years ago. Although his old man has been hiding the path of the East Sea Cave Attainment and Returning to Void Perfection, and he can't protect me from time to time, he has also assigned four elders who have cultivated in the Yuan Infant Realm to help me suppress the luck of the Sword Sect Dojo. I have established my own religion and respected my disciples, and I have the support of masters, and I only call myself a patriarch based on my preferences, so how can others embarrass me for no reason?

Luo Tianzhen fabricated these words, not just to say them to the dying person, but the actual intention was to deter the various Qi refiners in the field. After Mangshan's trip, he knew very well the difficulties of insufficient family foundation, and he always had to show his strong reliance, so that outsiders did not dare to bully each other easily, so he took the opportunity to win the battle to say this.

Sure enough, hearing that the young man of the Akagi Sword Sect had such a strong backer, several Qi Refiners who wished to see him unpleasantly immediately extinguished the bad thoughts in their hearts.

When Lei Mingzi heard this, he said in his heart: "It should be like this, if it weren't for a powerful master, how could the second-generation disciples of the Emei Sword Sect carry him up when the Mangcang Mountain Immortal Mansion was born? The second-generation disciples of the Luofu Sect would not give up their treasures to give him away! Fortunately, he saw the opportunity quickly that day, and did not have a bad relationship with this Duxiu real person, otherwise it would lead to the Yuanying master who suppressed his luck in the Sword Sect Dojo......

Thinking of this, this disciple of the Taishan Immortal Sect was more and more glad that he had foresight, and pretended to be close to Luo Tian and said: "What is the benefit of a real person and that stupid person who is about to die? ”

Luo Tian nodded, turned around and released the Styx Sword Pill into a short sword, cut off Zhu Hu's head, and collected a skin bag that fell to the ground, and then sent the two Black God Kings to carry away the corpse of the Five Poison Sect Elders, and by the way, the true spirit of Zhu Hu was put on the True Spirit Position Karma Map. He sat on the lotus platform, closed his eyes as if nothing had happened, and waited for the proprietor of the puja to appear.

Seeing this, a group of qi refiners on the stone platform didn't want to provoke this ruthless and tough guy, so they went to talk about the Tao with people they knew well, and only the Ba Dao people who came with Luo Tian and a few welcoming disciples of the Wuyue Immortal Sect couldn't help but take a few more looks.

Luo Tian secretly sensed the various expressions of everyone in the audience with his divine soul, and said in his heart: "Let the qi refiners of many sects present know the name of the Chicheng Sword Sect, even if this festival has no gain, it is not a trip in vain." ”

After half an hour, several more immortal figures arrived, but the person in charge of the Wuyue Immortal Sect had not yet appeared. Just when some Qi Refiners who were not very patient began to criticize, a red cloud of acres and acres suddenly rose in the mountains next to Dugu Peak.

Luo Tianyun looked at it with all his eyes, and saw a middle-aged Taoist with a tough face, an old man with red hair and red beard, a Taoist with a pale head and a childish face, and an old woman with a golden flower on her sideburns standing at the head of the cloud first, and knew that it was the Yuyang Zhenren, the Flame Ancestor, the Huiyan Zhenren and the Yinye Grandma that Lei Mingzi said earlier. Behind the four proprietors, there were more than 100 disciples, and there were long bluestone cases in various places, with tea, wine, fruits and vegetables on them.

When Yuntou approached, the red-haired and red-bearded man first bowed his hand to everyone below, and said: "Everyone, it's not that I'm stingy and refuse to let everyone settle down in the Huashan Dojo, but because I think that the fairy light will descend on this Dugu Peak on the seventh day of the fourth month, so I simply chose the venue here." It's a little late, but it's because I'm preparing water, wine, melons and fruits, and I hope you don't blame it. ”

All the qi refiners on the stone platform got up and returned the salute, saying something like "Flame Daoist friends are too polite".

When the three men and one woman got off the clouds and went to the stone platform to talk to the Qi Refiners of the various families again, the disciples of the Wuyue Immortal Sect also arranged the long case containing the wine in a row. A few people immediately walked to the futon reserved on the side of the stone peak and sat down, and the silver leaf grandmother said in a loud voice: "Ladies and gentlemen, there are three major events in this festival, one is to discuss the alliance of the side door to protect it, one is to select the Zhenshan Great Sect in Songshan, and the other is to invite the immortals to enter the Naxiyi Cave Heaven on the seventh day of the first month by taking advantage of the power of immortal light. These three things were supposed to be the alliance first, but I waited to discuss them on the way here, and I felt that since the Dharma meeting was presided over by my Wuyue Immortal Sect, it was better to select the Zhenshan Sect in the Songshan Blessed Land. What do you think?"

Like this, how the proprietor wants to arrange, the invitees have nothing to say, and all the immortals nodded in unison.

Luo Tian occupied a stone case at home, and no one came to sit with him, so he poured himself a glass of wine and drank lightly, happy to watch the excitement first.

The plan has been decided, and the Qi refiners who came to Huashan have all closed their voices, just waiting for the three families of Dalin Temple, Zhenzhenguan, and Zonghengzhai to divide their superiors, and first decide on the Zhongyue Zhenshan Great Sect.

At this time, a handsome middle-aged monk dressed in a gold-patterned supreme robe on a red background, with three hundred and sixty flesh buns on his head, big ears and shoulders, and a handsome appearance, stood up, and without seeing how to behave, his body slowly soared into the air.

When everyone in the field saw it, they didn't know this person, and they also knew that it must be a person from Dalin Temple who would show up at this time.

What Luo Tian cares more about is this person's soaring methods. Although his cultivation is not conspicuous compared to the Qi cultivators present, with the accumulation and realization of the two Yuan Shen realms, the Tao is the highest here, and it can be seen at a glance that the means used by the monk are the methods of using mental power.

Secretly using his mind and spirit, the young man in the green robe found that the monk's mental power was pure, and there was no heavenly and earthly evil thing in it, so he immediately thought: "This person should have never practiced the method of refining the gods, most likely because of the Buddhist exercises, the first focus on cultivation, often sitting in meditation and contemplating his own soul, and over time, the soul will grow, and he will be able to comprehend some of the methods of mental power." I heard that Zen Buddhism has a 'dragon recitation', and I think it is also such a method. ”

The monk crossed his legs, sat down in the void, folded his hands and bowed to the people below, and said in a loud voice: "Poor monk Xuantan, three hundred years ago, he set up a Dalin Dojo in Zhongyue Song Mountain. A month ago, Agni Daoyou, Yuyang Daoyou, Huiyan Daoyou, and Yinye Daoyou jointly submitted a letter, saying that Wuyue suppressed the Central Plains Qi Luck, and during this period, the Qi Refining Sect should also have the friendship of the same qi and branches. The poor monks also think so, but there is more than one sect on Songshan Mountain, today please be a witness, and see which one is destined to be the name of Zhenshan Great Sect. ”