As the master of the cyan talisman qi, the lord of the literary world has his own mana sense, and his face suddenly changed again, and he hurriedly took two steps back.

At this moment, I saw the central air mass, slamming out, like a balloon bursting, bursting countless gaps. The fluctuation of the sound element, which had been suppressed for a long time and had accumulated saturation, suddenly turned into qi and hit out.

The main body of the literary world bore the brunt, even if he saw the opportunity before, he had taken two steps back, but he was still pushed by the surging momentum, pushed to an unstable foothold, and then went backwards.

The cyan runic qi flowed in all directions, and the entire aura was persecuted, unstable and expanded, and it was about to collapse and impact everyone in the hall.

Seeing this scene, after the literary master on the opposite side stood firm, he immediately regrouped, gestured and flew, flashed the afterimage, and launched more than a dozen runes one after another, sealing the expansion of the air mass, and did not let all the people innocently implicate and be injured.

However, the originally dense and dense green smoke mass has obviously lost much power, not only has the range expanded a lot, but also become extremely thin, and the situation can be seen at a glance.

I don't know when, the sound of the flute that just resounded has stopped.

The surrounding disciples looked intently, only to see Elder Hei standing in the middle, standing tall, stretching forward with one arm, tightly clasping the bamboo flute of the person in front of him;

Everyone looked at this scene and couldn't help but be in an uproar.

The lord of the literary world fought with him, and it was also delayed for a while, but now Elder Black was captured with one blow, and compared with the two parties, it can be said that the judgment is superior.

As a result, it also made several people in the main position change their complexions.

Elder Hei turned his head, looked at the literary lord outside, and said in a relaxed voice, "Literary lord, you can rest assured that you can accept the Fa, go and sit down, and leave this person to me." ”

The literary lord narrowed his eyes, nodded and smiled: "Since Elder Hei has spoken, this seat should obey." ”

As soon as the words fell, his figure immediately flew back, his hands were tightly closed, and all the smoke in the field suddenly turned into two green dragons, hovering towards his cuffs.

In the blink of an eye, the green smoke in the field was gone, revealing an empty position and the two people standing in the center.

Elder Hei smiled again, and yellow rays flew out of his sleeves, surrounding Xia Chen, and turning it into a paper rope, binding his hands and feet, sealing his mouth and ears, making it difficult to move lightly.

When Elder Hei returned to the hall, several people in the main seat were all smiling and nodding, extremely polite.

After everyone sat down again, Elder Hei asked Fang Cai's scholar, "Master of the Book Altar, you interrupted just now, so you can continue to talk about ......"

The master of the book altar nodded, held the folding fan in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Now that the gift of returning to the Yuan is close at hand, it is the time when our sect's defense is loose...... I am a disciple of Confucianism and cultivation, and I study behind closed doors all the year round, and my ears and eyes are not working. I don't know if you have ever found out the origin of those scattered cultivators?"

"Speaking of this, there are really some weird ......" A female cultivator next to her suddenly pointed in the direction of Xia Chen, and said, "The local wandering and scattered cultivation, although the exercises practiced seem to be different, but when you look at the essence, most of them are similar to this person-self-transforming the sound body, using the sound to generate the method, invisibly hurting people...... This seat has just been observing from the sidelines, and it seems to have some relationship with the spell of this altar......"

Elder Hei blinked his eyes and saw that the woman who spoke had a pale face, thin eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and although her facial features were exquisite, they gave people an inexplicable sense of falsehood.

"What the Lord of the Altar of Speech said is very true!" another female cultivator continued with a sneer, "This sword cultivation lineage, although I have also found that among those scattered cultivators, there are sword fights, but the internal element drive is very different, and it is not related to our vein......

The Lord of the Altar looked at her and said, "Oh, it turns out that the Lord of the Martial Altar has already judged...... Indeed, when my altar disciples saw it before, they felt plausible......"

At this time, a female cultivator with a low and hoarse voice next to her spoke: "A few low-level casual cultivators, although the cultivation is strong, the exercises are not pure, and the realm is not deep, why bother?"

Although this female cultivator's voice was low, her face was extremely ruddy, even beyond normal, showing some fiery state.

"As the Lord of the Fire Altar said, it's just a clown who jumps off the beam, and there is no need to scruple. The lord of the literary world nodded and said with a smile, "The gift of returning to the Yuan, which is completed in a hundred years, is related to the direction of local cultivation, and everyone needs to prepare a lot." ”

The master of the book world patted the folding fan in his hand lightly, nodded and said, "That's true." Now that Elder Black has returned, why don't you take this opportunity to discuss the proceeds......"

"Elder Black," the Martial Altar Lord turned to look at and said with a chuckle, "You have been hidden for a hundred years, and you are detached from the outside, but now, you have confirmed your support for the Dharma Altar?"

Elder Hei was silent when he heard this, and he didn't respond for a while.

The lord of the literary world over there stroked his messy hair, smiled kindly, and said: "This seat has seen that Elder Hei has practiced for a hundred years, and he has practiced my altar rune paper law and practice it handy, it should be hope for the future, Yuan Fu seeks truth......

"If it weren't for the previous generation to return to the Yuan, set the talisman cultivation, and teach it in Daxing, would it still be like this now?" the martial altar master smiled faintly, pointed to the hem of Elder Hei's robe, and said, "This seat knows that Elder Black has a sword, and the sword will not leave his body, and it will be with him for a hundred years. Therefore, cultivating the sword is free, and the sword world is considered to be true to nature!"

"Elder Black doesn't leave his sword, it doesn't mean that he understands the deep meaning of sword cultivation!" The literary lord shook his head and said to the martial realm master, "But the Yuan Fu borrowed the method, the rune mantra, and it was really the ...... who entered the door."

"Cultivation is against the sky, and it can only last if it is not firm in killing!" "The martial altar master suddenly stood up, his body exuding a cold chill, "My sword cultivation breaks the edge of the dust, refers to the sky, and my heart is solid and decisive, is it not as weak as your weak Fu Xiu?"

"Martial Altar Master, don't be angry. The master of the fire altar on the side suddenly smiled in a low voice, "If you have the courage of the sword, you are direct and brave, and it is easy to be extreme-you say that the text is weak, but don't you include the Confucian cultivation of the master of the book world?"

The martial altar master was stunned when he heard this, and looked at the book altar master next to him. Seeing that the master of the book world frowned, he shook his head and said nothing.

A serious old man in the back suddenly interjected and said seriously: "Fire altar master, don't provoke. I'm afraid that among the nine altars we are waiting for, you are the most stupid to cultivate a line-don't forget, a hundred years ago, you once promised the previous generation of black elders a thousand years of Dan in exchange for a favor guarantee!"

"You!" the Fire Altar Lord pointed suddenly, his face flushed, as if he was about to drip blood, "You must know that your formation cultivator has always prided himself on being fair and impartial, but now this remark, does it mean anything else?"

"Everyone is so kind, why bother?" The three people in the back stood up separately and comforted left and right.

The master of the book altar sighed and said: "Since everyone is speaking, don't stay out of your wishes for instrument cultivation, beast cultivation, dust cultivation, and the three altars, and put it forward clearly, and show what you think." ”

The three of them looked at each other, and when they were sloppy male cultivators, they scratched their hair, and said: "I have a vein of cultivation, and I pursue skills even more, and the gift of returning to the Yuan has always had nothing to do with my altar......"

"The same is true for the beast cultivation lineage. In contrast, he prefers to control spirit beasts, insects and ants......" The strong man behind him also smiled innocently, "You decide." ”

In the end, the female cultivator, who was greased and powdered, and couldn't see the temperament of a monk at all, smiled and said, "My earthly cultivation focuses on mortal desires, but I don't dare to provoke you and others to dislike it, Motimoti." ”

The nine altars and nine veins looked at each other like this, and the atmosphere was extremely delicate.