Zhao Lingdao shrugged his shoulders helplessly, with an innocent expression on his face, which made the elders and disciples of the Pastoral Sect shocked and angry, human life was like a mustard, and it could be kneaded at will.

The old man on the side, Zhao Youxu, had an expressionless face, and slowly walked towards the people of the Pastoral Sect, without the slightest murderous intent, but like the calm before the storm, he did not put the small sect in front of him in his eyes.

For the great sects, the method of divine consciousness cultivation is a forbidden technique, which can only be mastered by them, and must not flow into the outside world, in order to prevent the rise of new forces.

After all, the monk has the method of divine consciousness, and he has grown too fast, and his combat power is not comparable to that of ordinary monks.

If there is another ancestor-level figure and is promoted to the Lingtai realm, he will have the right to speak, and he will inevitably compete for cultivation resources, and if he wants to get rid of it again, I am afraid it will be troublesome.

Zhao Lingdao went out to practice this time, and happened to hear rumors that there was a remote sect in the north that had the method of divine consciousness cultivation, and it was even more suspected that it had immortal portraits, and the power of Yangming Palace had just expanded to this point, how could he not be in a hurry.

He rushed here with the protector Zhao Youxu, in order to grab the portrait in front of people, even if the portrait could not be found, just in case, the law of divine consciousness would not be leaked, and this sect should be washed in blood, after all, the divine consciousness is very troublesome, and it is not a child's play.

The disciples cried instantly, thinking that they had come to the savior and solved the danger of life and death, they were overjoyed one by one, and they were even more grateful to Zhao Lingdao, but they didn't expect that they were also ruthless.

The other temple realm powerhouses also looked at each other, with ruthlessness in their eyes, for the sake of the law of divine consciousness, even if it was Yangming Palace, what about the Zhou Tian realm powerhouse, at that time, there would be chaos, maybe there would be an opportunity.

"Do you do it yourself, or do you do it yourself. ”

Zhao Youxu's expression was calm, and he said slowly, his tone as relaxed and casual as drinking water.

"Don't deceive people too much!"

Wu Gengnian only felt a breath in his chest, almost out of breath, his face turned red, thinking of the hundreds of lives of the entire sect of the Pastoral Sect, he felt that the sky was spinning in front of him, why didn't the sect master appear.

"Uncle Zhao, let's do it directly, it will change later. ”

Zhao Lingdao smiled kindly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked harmless to humans and animals, but the words he said were full of murderous aura.

"Young, it's a little too much. ”

Just when Zhao Youxu was about to make a move, a voice came from the Pastoral Sect Mountain, without a trace of fireworks, and he couldn't hear the emotions of the owner of the voice, and his tone was light and fluttering, but it resounded in everyone's hearts.

"Suzerain!!

Hearing this voice, the elders present instantly boiled, their eyes showed a strong light, and a wave of hope filled their hearts, and they all looked at each other, all with joy on their faces.

"The Sect Master is here?"

"Hahaha, we're saved!"

"Thank goodness, the Sect Master has finally appeared!"

The disciples of the Pastoral Sect also boiled in an instant, and the sect master said that the sect was like a pillar and a needle that fixed the sea, bringing hope to everyone.

Hu Qingniu looked at Zhen Renjie beside him, his eyes were also fanatical, and his body was constantly trembling, as if he was excited and uncontrollable at the moment, and couldn't help but show surprise, the sect master has such magical power?

What appeared in front of everyone's eyes was a middle-aged man, with a pair of sword eyebrows inserted obliquely into his sideburns, Lang Lang's starry eyes seemed to be full of everything, and his black hair was windless behind him, not domineering, but he didn't look angry and arrogant.

"Zhou Tianjing!"

Zhao Youxu's originally calm and waveless eyes suddenly burst out with a burst of intense light, obviously a little shocked that a small sect actually had a master of Zhou Tianjing.

Zhao Lingdao, who was originally relaxed and innocent in his face, couldn't help but shrink the pupils of his eyes, looking incredible, who would have thought that there was a strong man in Zhou Tianjing here.

The most palpitations are those who are strong in the temple realm, at this moment, there are palpitations on their faces, and they are secretly glad that they have escaped a catastrophe, if they impulsively kill the mountain, it is still unknown who will kill the deer.

"Could it be that he broke through the Zhou Tian Realm because of the method of divine consciousness?"

An idea rose in Zhao Youxu's heart, because the aura he felt from Zhou Hongwu's body was like nothing, sometimes like Zhou Tianjing, sometimes like an ordinary person, extremely weird, maybe only in this way could it be explained.

Zhao Lingdao and Zhao Youxu glanced at each other, and they all thought of this possibility, and the killing intent in their eyes was even worse, it seems that this sect may really have a portrait of an immortal, so that the person in front of him can break through, and the breath is unstable.

"Damn, the sect master is Zhou Tianjing, won't it!"

Hu Qingniu's eyes widened, he had never thought of this possibility, and thought that the sect master had run away because he had not appeared, no wonder the elders were so excited to see the sect master appear.

"You already knew that the sect master was Zhou Tianjing, right?"

Immediately, his eyes glared at Zhen Renjie again, causing him to be frightened in his heart, which was simply hateful.

"I don't know, I just know that the sect master is very powerful. ”

Zhen Renjie's gaze was still fanatical, just like a brainwashed believer, full of pious respect, which made Hu Qingniu's heart chill.

"Hmph, even if you get the method of divine consciousness and are lucky enough to be promoted to the Zhou Tian Realm, you will not be able to escape death today!"

Zhao Lingdao's eyes were full of coldness, without Fang Cai's easy playfulness, he felt a danger from Zhou Hongwu, and as soon as he obtained the method of divine consciousness, he broke through Zhou Tianjing, which shows his qualifications.

Today, he has already deceived the door, if he allows the small sect in front of him to grow, he will definitely be the enemy of Yangming Palace in the future.

"Young man, didn't your elders tell you what this place was?"

When Zhou Hongwu heard this, a strange look appeared on his face, which seemed to be a little funny, unpredictable, and difficult to understand what he was thinking, and then he said such a sentence as if he had no head or brain, which made everyone present suspicious.

"Could it be that what kind of Longtan tiger's den can't be made?"

Zhao Lingdao sneered, obviously didn't care much, and felt even more funny, this small sect in front of him, if he hadn't gone out to practice and heard rumors that there was a law of divine consciousness, I am afraid that he would not be able to enter his eyes.

Zhao Youxu is different, the more he looks at Zhou Hongwu, the more frightened he is, when Zhou Hongwu reveals the breath of Zhou Tianjing, he is not surprised, when Zhou Hongwu's breath is like an ordinary person, it makes him feel a palpitation, and there is a sense of danger.

At this time, when he heard what Zhou Hongwu said, he couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at the stone tablet at the foot of the Muling Sect Mountain.

Immediately, as if he thought of something, the pupils of his eyes dilated suddenly, revealing a look of horror, as if he had seen something terrifying, and the Pastoral Sect in front of him seemed to have turned into a fierce and vicious flood beast.

His lips couldn't help but tremble a little, and he muttered to himself in distraction.

"Pastoral Sect... Tomb Sect... Muling Sect... Shepherd the side..."

(I'm sorry, it's late for today's update, and the company has a meeting overtime tonight, responding to the call, deepening reforms, and then the surplus is going to be unemployed...) ）