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Chapter 142 The Return of the Mountain Master (3000)

Rumble!
A violent roar resounded throughout the sky and the earth.

A beast claw wrapped in thunder and a candle flame rising from a bronze candlestick are engaged in the most intense confrontation.

Thunders were flying everywhere, sparks were falling, causing mountains to collapse and rivers to dry up. The scene was too terrifying.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

Click!

The bronze candlestick in the golden-haired old man's hand began to crack and shatter.

The beast claws wrapped in thunder also dissipated, the dark clouds disappeared, and the big sun in the sky reappeared.

At this moment, roars rang out, shaking the sky.

"Zhang Yuanzhu, you deserve to die!"

"The Burning Sun lineage will perish here today."

"Such an insult must be washed away with blood."

One after another, figures turned into streams of light and rushed towards the Lieyang warship, even the blond old man holding the candlestick was no exception.

Things have come to this point, let's kill them all first.

until
Zhang Yuanzhu took out a similar black talisman from his arms, and the faint aura of golden elixir began to emerge again.

His eyes were calm, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised with a sense of wantonness.

"Old dog, I got three life-saving talismans in the Beast Taming Secret Realm, but it looks like they're all going to be wasted here."

Like a bucket of cold water poured over them, the anger of the people in the Tairi Dao Sect was extinguished instantly. They stopped and looked at the figure holding the talisman.

The blond old man who was leading the group had an extremely ugly expression on his face.

He did know from the disciples who entered the secret realm that the young man at the bow had obtained three balls of light in front of the Dao monument.

"Hand over the Mountain Master, otherwise the seven great Dao veins will be transformed into six."

The cold voice was clearly heard by everyone.

"Zhang Yuanzhu, you lunatic, and you Huo Teng, what did you do today?"

The old man stood in the sky, his golden hair flying and his expression embarrassed.

He looked at the young man, then glanced at Elder Huo, and finally glanced at all the elders.

"Since then, the sect's multi-year plan has failed, the Dao and Dharma lineages have lost their loyalty, and the sect's greatest threat has escaped. You are the sect's sinners!"

The blond old man roared.

He also participated in this plan, but because of this, he knew more clearly what kind of crisis the sect would face after today.

Zhang Yuanzhu had a fierce expression, and the talismans in his palm emitted rays of lightning. He stepped forward and stood at the front of the warship.

"We don't care. Hand over the mountain master, or we will sink the sacred mountain."

The resolute voice blocked all the words in the blond old man's heart.

At this time, he was in a dilemma. With only two True Lord talismans left, Tairi Daomai could certainly block it.

But what happens after that?

In order to kill each other and imprison a Zhenren Ningsha, three pieces of foundation were wasted.

Countless sages would probably crawl out of the underworld and beat themselves to death.

Call ~
The blond old man exhaled a breath of foul air, faced the flaming warship, and spoke word by word:
"Chen Zijing is not at Tairi Divine Mountain, but..."

"The Dao vein is vast and contains some dangerous places. He may be trapped in a desperate situation. We are willing to help find him."

"Ah!"

The young man sneered, but his palm still did not fall.

"The Burning Sun Bloodline has a limited duration, please don't keep us waiting."

"Less than a cup of tea later, we all believed that the mountain master had fallen into the so-called Jedi."

The blond old man snorted coldly.

A figure behind him walked towards Shenyue.

The golden-haired old man's eyes shone with divine light. He wanted to observe the talisman in the young man's palm, but he was blocked by various formations and forbidden weapons and could not see clearly.

Time passes minute by minute.

Suddenly, array patterns filled the sky, and a white-haired young man wearing a Yixing Taoist robe walked out of the array patterns.

He glanced at the broken mountains and rivers, and a bitter look appeared on his face.

"My fellow Daoists, we are from the same sect, why do we have to make such a fuss?"

"It's inevitable that others will laugh at you."

"Hey, Zhuoyang Dharma Lineage, you are attacking the Dao Lineage without permission. You are so disobedient. Are you just making trouble?" The blond old man shouted, and an extremely terrifying aura rose between heaven and earth.

"They are rebelling, betraying the sect, and colluding with the devil."

Old Huo, who had been silent the entire time, looked deeply at the blond old man and raised his arms high.

"Old dog, watch out."

"The Supreme Elder of the Zhuoyang Dharma Lineage swears by our orthodoxy. If you collude with the devil and betray our sect, we, the Zhuoyang lineage, wish our orthodoxy to be destroyed and all our disciples to be exterminated."

"The sages above us are the mirrors of the great way."

Huo Lao slowly walked to the side of the young man, facing the blond old man, and spoke word by word:
"Old dog, do you dare to swear such an oath? If you don't imprison the mountain master, we will turn around and leave."

At this moment, the blond old man fell silent, and the Tairi Daoist expert with anger in his eyes also fell silent.

The great way cannot be deceived, and they dare not make such a vow.

All those who observed the Dharma lineage in this place had their own guesses in their minds, and their recognition of the sect gradually weakened.

Even the master of the top Dharma lineage can be imprisoned at will, so what about them?

These weaker lineages of theirs are nothing compared to others.

At this moment, the white-haired young man's expression changed drastically. The Burning Sun Dharma Lineage was too decisive.

Such words pushed the seven major sects into a corner.

You must know that the Taoist veins of the Immortal Weapon Valley are the foundation and branches, and the Dharma veins are the wings and leaves, and neither of them can be missing.

Without branches, the wings would be devoured by the Golden Light Pavilion and the Infinite Palace;

Without wings, the branches will wither under constant conflicts and eventually disappear into history.

"Fellow Daoist Zhuoyang, there must be some misunderstanding. The Tairi Dao and you have always been on good terms. How could you act like this?"

The white-haired young man bowed, his expression serious and frank.

At this moment, a breath began to emerge at the end of the sky. The breath was extremely mysterious and vaguely touched...
True Lord Jindan!

A dark jade Qilin appeared, stepping out of the air, with a young man in white sitting on its back. The young man was handsome, with a gentle smile on his face.

In an instant, he arrived in front of the Lieyang warship, stretched out his hand and waved it gently.

One head after another rolled to the ground.

Waves of demonic energy overflowed from these heads and infected large areas of land.

"Fellow Daoist Zhuoyang, it's just a misunderstanding. Some demonic cultivators secretly sneaked into the sect and surrounded and killed the Dharma lineage, causing you to make a wrong judgment."

"Now it's all cleared, don't think too much about it."

After a pause, Qilin turned around and looked at the blond old man.

"As for Master Chen, he was trapped in the Great Sun Dao Vein. I think he was lured by the spies of the Demonic Dao and fell into a desperate situation."

The blond old man remained silent.

After a moment, he raised his hand and swung it back suddenly.

boom!
Like a golden sun exploding, a figure was directly obliterated under the golden light.

Before the figure died, it emitted demonic energy and dropped layers of white ash. It wanted to struggle, but could only perish.

"It's my fault that a foundation-building cultivator was replaced by a demon."

His voice was cold, and then he fell silent.

At this moment, two rainbow lights came rushing over and stopped among the crowd.

One of the young men had an ordinary face, was a little pale, and had a weak breath.

"Mountain Master!"

"Zijing!!"

"senior!!!"

Cries of surprise came from the Lieyang warship.

Chen Zijing was moved. Looking at the familiar old friends on the warship, a complex emotion spread in his heart.

The mountain master glanced around and finally stopped his gaze on the Lieyang warship.

"I'm sorry to have worried you all. The Tairi Dao Clan is too hospitable, so I stayed for a while."

"Zijing, as long as you have nothing to do, it's fine. No matter how good Tairi is, it's not Zhuoyang. Let's go back." Old Huo shouted, clenching his five fingers.

The mountain master's breath is so weak, how could he be a guest?

Absolutely unfair treatment.

At this time, Zhang Yuanzhu put away the talisman in his palm and nodded to Old Huo beside him.

The next moment, the formation covering the warship revealed a path for people to pass through.

The young man stood with his head held high, one hand on the hilt of his knife.

"Master, get on board. Let's go home."

Chen Zijing looked at the slender figure with kindness in his eyes.

When he came, the elder of Tai Ri Dao Mai had already told him about the situation outside and told him not to behave irrationally.

When I really saw the young man in the red robe, I felt nothing but relief.

"it is good."

A low drink.

He then took a step forward and came to the bow of the ship.

Zhang Yuanzhu and Huo Lao automatically took a step back and merged into the crowd.

The Tai Ri Dao Mai has surrendered, and the Mountain Master will be able to deal with it next.

Chen Zijing looked indifferent as he glanced at everyone.

Bow with fists!
"My fellow brothers, this is an act of our sect being too radical, please don't be offended."

He paused, looking down at the scorched earth, the crumbling mountains, and the dried-up rivers.

"Brother Tairi Daomai, I, Zhuoyang, am willing to repair these damages."

"Hey! How dare you bother the mountain master?"

The blond old man had a cold expression on his face and pointed forward.

"Your Excellency, please take Zhuoyang away as soon as possible. As for today's matter, we will discuss it later."

Chen Zijing's expression was calm, without any major fluctuations.

Both sides have become so upset that their previous relationship has been completely severed.

The words just now were merely polite, letting the Dharma lines that were paying attention to this place know that Zhuoyang was willing to protect the sect and was not a madman.

The young man in white sitting on the black jade Qilin, his arms resting flat on his knees:
"Since this is a misunderstanding, you can go back with the disciples of the Daoist sect first."

"We will handle the next matter."

"it is good."

Chen Zijing nodded and directly urged the warship to move forward.

The Lieyang battleship turned into a rainbow of light and entered the common area of the Immortal Soldier Valley.

And at the moment the warship left.

The white-haired young man from the Yixing Taoist lineage stretched out his hand, and array patterns appeared, repairing the broken array and blocking out the many prying eyes.

Boom!

At this moment, the blond old man could no longer suppress the anger in his heart. He swung his palm, tearing the earth apart and leaving a long crack.

"You thief, you're going too far!"

"Old Jin, please calm down your anger for now."

The young man wearing Yixing Taoist robes walked slowly to the old man with a bitter look on his face.

At this moment, the young man in white sat upright on the black Qilin, and the gentleness in his eyes faded into indifference:
"Why should we be angry? We are not in the right in this matter. Why should we create more trouble by imprisoning the master of the Dharma lineage and angering him?"

"Now that the situation is desperate, that lineage has already noticed something is wrong. It is almost impossible to lure them out."

The blond old man fell silent at this moment. Tai Ri Dao Mai did make a mistake in this matter.

But who could have imagined that a Dharma lineage would dare to act so madly.

"There's no need to blame each other anymore. What we need to think about now is what to do next."

"Do we have to wait for the Dao Sect to personally attack? That would surely result in heavy losses."

The visitor from Yixing Daomai interrupted.

(End of this chapter)