Please call me Dadaozu

Chapter 151 Do you want an explanation from Wuliang Palace?
After four months, the tightly closed cave slowly opened.

A man and a dog walked out together. Zhang Yuanzhu lowered his eyes, glanced at Dahuang beside him, and stepped forward.

The young man walked along the mountain road, thinking about the news Ruan Yu had conveyed to him yesterday. He looked helpless and shook his head.

Ta Ta Ta ~
The crisp sound of footsteps echoed in Lingyuan Pavilion.

It makes people unconsciously pay attention to it. It is a slender figure with flying robes and black hair casually draped behind the back, with an otherworldly temperament.

His face was clearly obscured by the mist, and he clearly did not make any unnecessary movements.

But all the cultivators only need to take a glance to know that the person in their sight must be a cultivator from a big sect.

It is definitely not a casual cultivator or a small sect.

The beautiful woman in palace dress lying on the armchair, with charming eyes, chuckled softly:

"I haven't seen you for four months. Your cultivation has improved a lot."

Zhang Yuanzhu nodded his forehead lightly, then walked past the woman without saying a word.

He walked out of the attic with the dog, came to the street, and walked into the crowd with a girl in a golden dress.

Only the beautiful woman in palace dress was left there, looking somewhat dazed.

"It seems that this great master of the great sect doesn't care about us casual cultivators." Some cultivators laughed at themselves. From beginning to end, the man didn't even look at them.

This kind of disregard is embarrassing.

However, when he thought of that person's temperament, his dissatisfaction quickly disappeared.

We are from two different worlds, so this is normal.

"It's normal. This person is from Wuliang Palace, the largest sect in Guya Mountain."

"Not only did he ignore us, but even when Senior Wu asked us a question, he just nodded in response."

The whispering noise brought Wuxue back to her senses.

She sat up straight and glanced at the surrounding cultivators, and all the noise disappeared in an instant.

"Those who want to rent the cave now, hurry up."

A cold voice was heard in the attic.

All the cultivators consciously shut their mouths and lined up to rent the cave.

Lingyuan Pavilion can gain a foothold in Heijiaofang and occupy such huge interests. They are definitely not people they can offend.

Wait until all the monks have received the tokens and left.

The beautiful woman in palace dress stood up, revealing her curvy figure, and walked towards the side hall.

The side hall was spacious and dim, with flickering candlelight dispelling the darkness.

All I could see was a graceful figure standing on the steps, holding a scroll.

Only after the beautiful woman arrived did he put away the scroll and look at her.

After Wuxue entered the palace, she immediately knelt down at the foot of the stairs.

"Saintess, Zhu Yuan must be a disciple of a major sect, most likely a disciple of the Wuliang Palace."

"Half a year ago, a powerful figure from the Wuliang Palace killed a Foundation Establishment cultivator. This Zhu Yuan must have entered the chaotic land at that time to gain experience."

"Cuckoo~"

The silver bell-like laughter echoed in the side hall and finally turned into an incomprehensible whisper.

"Just treat him as he is."

Wuxue looked shocked and looked up, but could not see anything clearly.

"Leave now. Report to me immediately regarding any matters concerning the so-called Yuan Jue."

"Yes, Saint."

Wuxue nodded, stood up and walked out.

Qianying was the only one left in the side hall. She picked up the scroll again and started to look at it.

"Zhu Yuan from Wuliang Palace? Zhang Yuanzhu from Xianbing Valley? You're terrible at naming."

"But the talent is still good!"

A breeze blew by, the candlelight swayed, and the candlelight twisted, shining on the scroll.

Reveal the scene above.

Warships crossed the sky, sacred mountains connected the sky and the earth, and one after another extremely terrifying and powerful men stood on the earth and the sky, all looking at the warships.

Or rather, the young man holding the talisman at the front of the warship.

Snapped!
The scroll was closed, and the beautiful figure looked up. That was the direction Zhu Yuan left.

the other side.

Zhang Yuanzhu and Ruan Yu walked side by side, with Da Huang following closely behind.

"Little beggar, is this your demon pet?" Ruan Yu's eyebrows curved slightly, looking at Dahuang curiously.

"Yes, not long after he was born."

Zhang Yuanzhu nodded and gently stroked the hilt of the knife.

"It seems like you haven't signed a contract." The girl observed for a while, looking surprised.

"No contract is needed. If it wants to leave, it can leave at any time. If it wants to stay, it can stay."

Zhang Yuanzhu was calm. He lowered his hand from the hilt of the knife and touched Da Huang.

"It's beneficial to me, and I don't want to restrict its freedom."

"Wang Wang~"

Da Huang growled and followed the boy closely.

Just a few words made Ruan Yu's eyes shine with surprise. This was completely different from the style of his fellow brothers and sisters.

Be open, sincere, and fearless.

"I'm bothering you this time, brother, because the Black Corner Auction is quite rare, and it would be a shame to miss it."

"The auction won't start for another month, right?" Zhang Yuanzhu frowned slightly. The waiter at the teahouse lied to him.

"Senior brother also knows about the auction?"

Ruan Yu looked surprised and then began to explain.

"The auction will start in a month, but membership certificates are already on sale."

"While collecting valuable auction items."

"Is that so?"

Zhang Yuanzhu tapped his forehead lightly and raised his palm from Dahuang's head.

"Miss Ruan Qing is well."

This question was so sudden that the girl was stunned. She pursed her red lips and spoke slowly:
"My sister is doing well. She is far more talented than me and is currently practicing in seclusion."

"So I didn't tell her about my senior brother."

After a pause, she observed the boy's reaction and continued:

"If my sister knew that I met my senior brother, she would be extremely happy."

The two then talked all the way and walked towards the auction venue.

Suddenly, a voice came from the right.

"My two fellow Daoists, I wonder if this demon pet is for sale."

A hunchbacked old man was holding the hand of a pale-faced young man. They stood aside, looking at Dahuang with burning eyes.

At this moment, not to mention Zhang Yuanzhu himself, even the street vendors and passing monks looked at the old man and the young man like fools. You two are fools, right?

Can't they see that the man and woman are of extraordinary status and yet they dare to ask for things from them?

This is what all the monks think in their hearts.

That dog is extraordinary, but it depends on whose hands it is.

Zhang Yuanzhu stopped, clasped the hilt of the knife with his five fingers, and uttered a word.

"roll!"

Cold murderous intent, mixed with a biting chill, spread through the streets.

Everyone is focusing their attention, looking forward to what will happen next.

The old man and the young man on the right seemed unaware of Zhang Yuanzhu's murderous intent.

"This demon pet, I am very..."

Bang!

The Xuanlong Sword was unsheathed, and the violent blade light, mixed with ice crystals, chopped down on the head.

Cold and decisive.

At this moment, the expressions of all the monks watching changed drastically. Fighting was prohibited in Heijiaofang.

Once the fight breaks out, both sides will die, regardless of the reason.

Ruan Yu also looked anxious. She naturally knew this rule, so how could the little beggar not know it?

No matter what people think.

That ray of sky-blue blade light had already crossed the space and stood on the old man and the young man.

Sizzle! Bang!

The boy's body shattered on the spot, but no trace of blood was seen.

The same happened to the old man standing beside him, who was chopped into dust.

Paper figurines? Painted skin?
Or other means.

He doesn't care. No matter who it is, if they dare to plot against him, they will die.

Zhang Yuanzhu narrowed his eyes slightly and continued to sense the breath on the blade.

Suddenly, he grinned and exerted force with his feet.

Boom!

The ground beneath his feet began to crack, and he crossed the distance almost instantly, crashed through the restaurant, and came in front of a young man.

The young man looked pale and was drinking from a glass of wine.

"Fellow."

dead!
The long sword swung across the air and chopped down straight away.

In an instant, the young man broke into two pieces and was covered by ice crystals and turned into powder.

At this moment, three people who were eating on the second floor of the tavern changed color at the same time, looked at each other, and confirmed the information.

Acting so recklessly is so much like that person.

It was just a casual test.

This time, they might have found it!
The three of them immediately took out talismans from their arms and prepared to deliver the message.

"Ah!"

The cold laughter echoed in my ears.

The next moment, a sky blue light emerged, freezing the space and covering everything.

Click~click~
The body froze, the consciousness stagnated, and then it fell into darkness.

A figure shrouded in a sky-blue halo walked over step by step, looking down at the three people who had frozen to death.

He reached out his hand, took the talisman from the other person's hand, and chuckled softly.

"Paper people and Chuyun are becoming more and more interesting."

Kick out with the sole of your foot.

Bang!
The three figures turned into powder and scattered all over the ground.

Then he raised his head and looked outside the restaurant, his smile growing even wider.

Sky blue halos appeared on the body, floating up and down, extremely sacred.

He took a step forward and walked to the window, looking at the monks who kept emerging downstairs.

These monks wore black Taoist robes with golden horns embroidered on their chests, and a solemn and murderous atmosphere filled the streets.

A middle-aged man in armor looked at the restaurant with a grim expression.

The Black Corner House Law Enforcement Team maintains the public order of Lingfang and executes those who disobey it. It is one of the guarantees of Lingfang.

Zhang Yuanzhu stretched out his hand.

Click!

He crushed the talisman in his palm, spread out his five fingers, and the crumbs slid through his fingers.

Then, press it on the wall.

boom!
With a sudden exertion of force, the wall broke open.

Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, a figure shrouded in a halo leaped down and appeared in front of the law enforcement team.

"What do you mean, sir? Don't you know that fighting is forbidden in the market?"

"If there is no reasonable explanation, stay today."

The middle-aged man stepped forward and shouted loudly.

The aura of the twelfth level of Qi Refining pressed down, forcing the onlookers to retreat.

The man's face was gloomy. If the other party had not used the magic of Wuliang Palace, he would have taken action and captured the thief.

Zhang Yuanzhu looked calm, and halos rose up, dispersing the oppressive aura.

A pair of indifferent eyes looked at the man in armor.

"Do you want Wuliang Palace to explain?"

Boom!

After just a few words, the expressions of both the middle-aged man in armor and the law enforcement team changed drastically.

None of the cultivators present could bear Wuliang Palace's explanation.

tower! tower! tower!
It's like the beating of war drums.

Step by step, as they walked out, the sky-blue divine ring became more and more brilliant and eye-catching.

tower!
Zhang Yuanzhu paused slightly, half a step away from the middle-aged man in armor.

"Wuliang Palace is hunting down demonic cultivators. This is a sufficient explanation."

Before he finished speaking, he had already passed the middle-aged man in armor and walked towards the law enforcement team.

Lines emerged from the halo, pushing away the monks one by one.

Zhang Yuanzhu left the restaurant step by step and walked out.

The middle-aged man in armor clenched and unclenched his hands several times before finally releasing them.

The place of chaos is ultimately within Guya Mountain.

(End of this chapter)