Please call me Dadaozu

Chapter 91: So, I can also be called "Daozi" (Please subscribe)

"not bad!"

“Excellent!”

"His body and magic power are perfect, and he has successfully condensed two magic patterns. Even if the princess boasted by the Chuyun Dharma Lineage is still alive, she cannot compare to him."

"Ha! That princess fought fair and square, but was defeated and fled in panic. In the end, she died and her soul was destroyed. Naturally, she was far inferior to him."

Zhang Yuanzhu stood below, listening to the many praises.

He vaguely realized something.

Standing there quietly, without saying a word.

Chen Zijing lowered his eyes and observed the slender figure. He extended his hand and pressed down gently.

All the noise turned to silence.

"Zhang Yuanzhu, Ye Jinxian once said that you are destined to be with Qianfa. If you are willing to go..."

"You can do it right now!"

Zhang Yuanzhu raised his head and looked up, with a slight smile on his lips, showing his wantonness.

"Mountain Master, I don't believe in the future. I only look at the present."

"Okay! Well said!!"

"The Yixing Dao meridian is mysterious. I deduce it every day, but the final result is bullshit."

An elder clapped his hands together and exclaimed in praise.

The figure sitting high above slowly withdrew his hand and gently stroked the platform.

"Since you are unwilling to betray me, then you are truly a disciple of my Zhuoyang lineage."

“From now on, there will be no more recurrence. Even if the master of the seven Dao veins comes in person, I will not let you go.”

Zhang Yuanzhu nodded his forehead lightly, agreeing with this statement.

Chen Zijing's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was about to make a decision. He bent his knuckles slightly and tapped the platform lightly.

Boom!
Amid the sound of metal clashing, a figure wrapped in chains appeared in the palace.

"Listen to what Elder Huo said, you once wanted to take a look at those disciples of the major sects. These are the disciples of the Puppet Sect who peeled off Xi Long's skin."

"Most of his life's cultivation has been shaved off. He is currently only at the fifth level of Qi training, and all his magic tools have been destroyed."

"Can you fight?"

"war?"

Zhang Yuanzhu chuckled, his five fingers dropped from the hilt of the knife, and he looked down at the figure on the ground.

"In this state, it won't be difficult to kill him."

At this moment, all fourteen elders cast interested glances, as they knew something about the inside story.

If the hurdle in front of you is passed.

Then
"Then let's have a fight."

The mountain master waved his hand, and the chains that bound him fell away. The young man with pale skin slowly stood up.

His face was grim as he glanced at the fourteen foundation-building cultivators and one Ningsha Zhenren around him. Today's outcome was already determined.

Suddenly he looked forward and saw the tall figure in the red robe.

“Zhang Yuanzhu!!!”

He screamed with all his might, but the hatred in his heart could not be washed away even if all the water in the mountains and rivers were poured out.

If it weren't for the other party, how could he have ended up like this? The Puppet Sect's century-long plan was destroyed in an instant.

Zhang Yuanzhu tilted his head slightly, revealing a playful smile.

"Brother Xilong, I can hear you."

Then he leaned his body slightly, raised his arms, and spread out his five fingers.

The red-gold flame itself emerged, compressed, condensed, and turned into red scales.

The face began to blur, and the eight-armed red snake Nuo mask emerged.

Deep in the soul, characteristics: coercion, brute force, and sharpness burst out simultaneously.

At this moment, a red fire dragon appeared in the hall.

The surging murderous aura, mixed with red-gold flames, swept in all directions.

"Come, I'll take you to reunite with your fellow disciples. You won't be alone on the road to the underworld."

He exerted force with his feet and jumped suddenly.

The outstretched dragon claws instantly tore through the sky, stirring up a mighty wave of air.

Almost instantly, he crossed the space, arrived in front of the young man, and chopped him down on the head.

Stab it!

The young man's entire body was torn apart, leaving a cut mark on the ground.

His eyes dropped, looking at a thin layer of skin.

The dragon's head tilted slightly, and its pair of dragon eyes were indifferent and ruthless as it looked at the young man who appeared on the right.

The sharp claws were raised and slashed out at high speed.

The huge head flew out, but turned into shriveled skin in mid-air. Looking at the enemy that he had not killed with two strikes, a fierce fighting spirit burned in his dragon eyes.

Step forward and kill!

The two figures moved quickly in the hall and fought each other.

The shriveled painted skins were crushed into powder.

Ten breaths, dozens of fights, and dozens of painted skins were consumed.

The young man looked desperate.

The opponent was too fast, too sharp, and too accurate, and there was no reaction at all.

You can only keep dodging until your painted skin is exhausted.

"Zhang Yuanzhu, I don't accept it. If my strength was intact, how could I lose?"

Stab it!

The dragon's claws swept across and took off the young man's head.

He scattered the scales on his body, hid the Nuo mask on his face, raised the head in his palm, and looked directly into the unwilling and resentful eyes.

"If we were in the same realm, you wouldn't even be qualified to face me directly. There's no need to fight."

boom!
He casually threw the young man's head to the ground.

Looking up:

"Death in place of death, hiding from the world, does have some merits."

"But it's only partially acceptable!"

At this moment, all the elders were silent, recalling the fight that had lasted for ten breaths.

They thought it was a fight between a dragon and a tiger.

Even if Zhang Yuanzhu could win, he would have to go through a fierce battle, but he didn't expect it to be so easy.

With the vision of a foundation-building cultivator, he can naturally see the key to victory.

Strength, physique, speed, fighting skills, all-round crushing.

So simple, so direct.

Boom!
The mountain master tapped his knuckles lightly, bringing the elders back to their senses. He then turned his gaze towards the slender figure.

"Not bad!"

After a pause, as if feeling that this response was missing something, he spoke again:
“Excellent!”

"From now on, your karma will be taken care of by the Zhuoyang lineage."

"Whether it's the Chuyun Dharma Lineage or the Yuan Kingdom Royal Family, we will handle it for you."

"All the resources needed for cultivation will be provided to those who possess them within the Zhuoyang lineage."

This was what he discussed with many elders, to give the other party the same treatment that he had given to Lie Lin'er.

The Zhuoyang lineage, which is in a period of transition, needs younger disciples to carry the banner.

Otherwise, a hundred years later, the Zhuoyang lineage would really decline.

In just a few months, Zhang Yuanzhu, who rose like a meteor, naturally caught their attention.

They are willing to give it a chance and put it to the test.

And this is the reward the boy fought for himself.

At this moment, Zhang Yuanzhu's mouth curled up.

Bow and thank you.

"Thank you all for your appreciation, elders. I will not let you down."

From then on, the sky is high and the sea is vast, and the road to seeking the truth is smooth.

Chen Zijing nodded, waved his hand, and the blood on the ground disappeared, then pointed to the side.

"sit!"

Zhang Yuanzhu nodded, walked to the newly appeared cushion, and sat cross-legged on it.

After seeing the boy sit down, the mountain master spoke again:
"Yuanzhu, if you have any doubts during your practice from now on, you can ask us."

"Yes, Mountain Master."

The Great Elder looked at Zhang Yuanzhu with a peaceful face.

"The blood from the Demonic Elephant's heart is ready."

After a pause, he spoke again:
"Including the heart blood of the foundation-building demon armor elephant, which can be used at any time."

Zhang Yuanzhu stood up again to express his gratitude. For the first time, he felt that he had abundant resources and was not bothered at all.

Is this the treatment that the second generation of immortals enjoy?

It feels great.

In the subsequent meeting, many elders discussed important matters, and Zhang Yuanzhu learned a lot of knowledge.

After an unknown amount of time, Huo Lao spoke:
"A secret realm that appears once every sixty years is about to open. This time it's the secret realm where the Beast Taming Dao Vein is located."

"Yuan Zhu, if you don't want to go, I will cross your name out later."

(End of this chapter)