The young Taoist disciple was dressed in the clothes of an inner disciple, and three white horizontal stripes were embroidered on the black sleeve of his left hand.

His face was arrogant, and his tone and attitude were hard, full of meaning that could not be refused.

The disciples of the inner sect of the Daomen are divided into nine orders, with one level and one horizontal bar, representing their status among the disciples.

Many students passing by stopped and looked at it from afar.

Sun Wukong squinted at the Taoist disciple in front of him, glanced at his sleeves, and said lightly: "If you want to see me, ask him to come to me by himself!"

"What a big breath!" The young Taoist pointed at Sun Wukong angrily and sneered: "Do you know who the person who wants to see you is?"

I want to see and I want to see, there is a difference of one word, but the attitude is thousands of miles apart.

Sun Wukong didn't answer, just stared at the Taoist disciple with cold eyes.

"Hmph!" Seeing this, the Taoist snorted coldly and said, "He is a Xuan-rank elder, and his status is respected, how dare you not see him?"

Sun Wukong's expression moved slightly when he heard this, he had heard Bai Ming say that the elders of the Daomen are the same as the disciples, and they also have the distinction of rank, but they are not like the disciples, and they need to wear the same clothes.

Heaven, earth and people are Xuanhuang, and the promotion of each rank is not only based on cultivation, but also on their seniority and dedication to the Taoist school. The elder of the Xuan rank status shows that the identity of the person who came is not low.

Such as the white-named Fuhu and even Tang Nian, they are only Huang-level elders. However, the Dragon Descending Dao people are Xuanjie, so they dare to meddle in the disputes between them at will.

"Hmph, I'm afraid!" Seeing that Sun Wukong's expression changed, the Taoist couldn't help but feel a little proud.

Sun Wukong was unmoved and said indifferently: "Lead the way!"

He wasn't afraid, he just wanted to see what this Xuan-level elder meant!

Knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can lead to one's actions step by step.

The Taoist snorted coldly, and was very disdainful of Sun Wukong's disdain, but he didn't say much, and only led the way ahead.

Under the guidance of the Taoists, the two of them walked straight towards the back mountain, and did not stop until they were in front of an attic.

In the back mountain, in addition to the four major cultivation grounds, there are still countless quiet places, and only some Dao Sect elders with higher status have this qualification.

"It's here, let's go in!"

The Taoist pointed to the closed door, said angrily, and then stood aside without saying anything more.

Sun Wukong glanced at the attic, only to see that the attic had only one floor, and it was so quiet that he didn't hear a sound.

"Why don't you go in quickly, do you want the elders to invite you in?" Seeing that Sun Wukong didn't move, the Taoist disciple couldn't help but urge with a cold face.

Sun Wukong still ignored him, and stretched out his hand to push the closed door.

'Buzz'

With a soft sound, Sun Wukong found that there was a power of ten thousand jun above the gate, and he was powerless to push it.

"Humph!"

Sun Wukong snorted softly, couldn't help but withdraw his palm, and mocked in his mouth: "The so-called visitor is a guest, is this your hospitality, if it's okay, I'll leave!"

After speaking, Sun Wukong turned around and prepared to leave.

"Come in!"

Before Sun Wukong could lift his feet, a voice came from the attic, which sounded like he was not very old.

'Crunch'

The door opens to reveal the view of the building.

Sun Wukong turned around and walked in.

'Bang'

The door that had just been opened closed automatically.

Sun Wukong looked around and saw that the hall was extremely luxuriously furnished, with a tea table and two wooden chairs in the middle, but no one was seated.

Suddenly, a huge and terrifying aura fell on Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong only felt as if he had been electrocuted, as if he was carrying a high mountain, his feet were constantly trembling under pressure, and cold sweat broke out on his body, and it was difficult to move at all.

They, this is dismounting, asking Sun Wukong to take the initiative to beg for mercy.

But, Sun Wukong, how could he beg for mercy?

"Is this how your father taught you hospitality?"

A merciless angry question, spit out from Sun Wukong's mouth, although it was a little difficult, but it spread all over the attic.

"Hmph, at a young age, your words are so rude, no wonder that guy in Tang Nian said that you have no respect for your elders!"

That voice sounded again, full of anger, and Sun Wukong only felt the pressure on his body suddenly increase.

Sun Wukong struggled to hold his feet that were almost on his knees, and sneered again: "Come and don't be rude, you treat me rudely, why should I treat you politely? This is also taught by your father?"

"You!" the voice paused, looking angry.

"Stop!"

Before the man could get angry, another voice sounded, full of vicissitudes, but it was indifferent, and he couldn't hear the slightest anger in it.

When the words fell, Sun Wukong only felt that the pressure on his body was gone, and he was extremely relaxed!

'Woohoo'

Sun Wukong only felt a daze in his eyes, and on the two wooden chairs, two sitting figures suddenly appeared.

The two of them were undressed, as if they had been sitting here.

Sun Wukong looked at the two figures.

The two were dressed in Taoist robes, one was old and the other was middle-aged.

The middle-aged man was emaciated, and his gloomy face was full of anger.

The old man's beard is white, but he is a fairy wind bone, and the expression on his face is like well water without waves.

"Bold boy, when you see the elders of this sect, you still don't salute?" The middle-aged Taoist saw Sun Wukong looking at them boldly, and he didn't salute, so he couldn't help but scold.

Sun Wukong sneered, lifted his almost de-empowered feet, and walked towards the two, with a constant sneer in his mouth.

"Three people, two wooden chairs, haha, if there's something, let's talk about it!"

"You are looking for death!" The middle-aged Taoist pointed at Sun Wukong angrily, and his eyes flashed with a strong killing intent.

"Hey!" the old man waved his hand to stop it, and then with a wave, a wooden chair flashed in front of Sun Wukong out of thin air.

Sun Wukong sat down unceremoniously and asked, "Two elders, I don't know what you want to see my Sun Wukong, what is the important matter?"

wanted to see the word, Sun Wukong deliberately accentuated his tone.

The more rude people he encountered, although Sun Wukong knew that he was invincible in danger, he was unwilling to bow his head at all.

Besides, Sun Wukong knew that although the two of them respected their identities, they would never dare to deal with him for no reason!

The old man looked at Sun Wukong, his cloudy eyes flashed, and he smiled and said: "I heard that a good seedling has appeared in this year's freshmen, it's really good!"

Sun Wukong smiled faintly and said, "Thank you for the compliment, today is the final showdown of the freshmen of the academy, if the elder has something to say, it doesn't hurt to say it!"

The old man nodded, but instead of getting angry, he asked lightly with a smile, "What are your plans for your own future?"

Sun Wukong spread his hands without thinking about it and said casually: "It's just to concentrate on cultivation, what can you do?"

For Sun Wukong's complete perfunctory, the old man's expression did not move, and he said: "I heard that you have five immortal bones in your body, such a great talent, you can't waste it!"

After a pause, the old man said again: "There are no disciples around the old man, why don't you worship under the old man?"

The old man stroked his beard with one hand and smiled detachedly. With his identity, Sun Wukong, there is no possibility of refusal!

The middle-aged Taoist sneered and shouted: "Hmph, Elder Jiang favors you, the road to the future is straight up, you still don't agree?"

Sun Wukong glanced at him, but he just shook his head with a smile, and said: "The elders favor it, but it's a pity that Wukong has always been shallow, and now he is a disciple of the white elder, so he can't betray the master, so he can only thank the elder for his kindness!"

Hearing this, the old man's smiling face gradually disappeared, and he didn't make a sound.

"Presumptuous, how dare you refuse?" the middle-aged Taoist rebuked angrily.

Sun Wukong frowned, but did not reply, but was secretly vigilant. He knew that if he did this, he would definitely anger the two of them.

However, the chill on the old man's body became more and more intense, and there was no trace of immortal wind and bones.

"Sun Wukong, there are only two ways in front of you, either to worship under Elder Jiang and listen to my orders. Or, just give up today's Dabi!"

The middle-aged Taoist had a calm face and scolded impatiently, and at the same time, a chill bloomed on his body, enveloping Sun Wukong's body, full of killing intent.

PS: I'm sorry, the update has been unstable these days, no way, grandpa is injured, there are not enough people at home, grandpa is mentally unstable, there is really no time to be distracted by codewords, sometimes, I need to guard during the day, today, he finally stabilized, I have time to go home, codeword, thank you, still haven't given up my friend!