Please call me Dadaozu

Chapter 94: Beast Taming Vein, the Beast of the Trump Card

Old Huo's expression was slightly tense, and he looked at the gray donkey in the air.

Of course he knew this, the demon pet under Ye Jinxian's command.

It was this gray donkey that ruined the fate of the Qianfa lineage and brought a genius to their Zhuoyang lineage.

However, Old Huo did not feel much gratitude in his heart.

His eyes were sharp as torches. After observing for a moment, he slowly spoke:
"A demon cultivator at the tenth level of Qi training!"

"The tenth level of Qi training?"

Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes were cold, and his five fingers slowly loosened the handle of the knife.

For ordinary people, the tenth level of Qi training is a hopeless gap, but for him, it just takes a little more time.

"If you want to kill the donkey, you can ask the mountain master to come forward and ask for it back." Old Huo said.

Zhang Yuanzhu shook his head.

He asked the mountain master Chen Zijing to take action just for some personal vendettas, and he felt that he did not have enough face to do so.

Moreover, once the master of the Zhuoyang Dharma Lineage takes action, the nature of the situation will be different, and he will inevitably become enemies with the Yixing Dao Lineage.

The most important thing is that for some things, you will only feel satisfied if you take revenge on them yourself.

Just as Zhang Yuanzhu was talking to Old Huo.

Many disciples on the Lieyang warship looked at the figure standing there with a sword in his hand with curiosity.

"Who is that? He's so close to the Great Elder."

"It seems to be Zhang Yuanzhu. A few months ago, I saw him confronting the elders from afar."

"He is Zhang Yuanzhu, no wonder."

Most of them had heard about what happened in the Zhuoyang main branch a few months ago, and naturally they had also heard of the reputation of the new disciple Zhang Yuanzhu.

However, I didn't expect that the other party is now so valued by the elders.

Shi Yi, who was standing in the crowd, had a pale face and seemed to understand something.

Lie Tie, who was standing by, clenched his hands tightly, his eyes filled with confusion and numbness.

He no longer thought about anything and just waited for the final outcome.

Below the Lieyang warship, there was a pure white flying boat with several figures standing side by side.

They held the jade in their hands, sensing the information transmitted from it, and their faces became extremely ugly.

A young man wearing a cloud-patterned crown and a pure white Taoist robe.

Looking up, a pair of eyes revealed a cold chill:

"I was wondering why the majority of the people the Dharma lineage had assigned to the Zhuoyang lineage were lost in just half a year. It turns out they had made another choice."

"That lowly beggar deserves to die. He stole everything from Her Royal Highness the Princess."

Lie Heng clenched his hands.

The Yuan Dynasty royal family attempted to infiltrate the Zhuoyang lineage, but ultimately failed completely after planning to control the Dharma lineage through Tianjiao.

The opportunity that countless royal family members had been waiting for for hundreds of years was ruined by a beggar.

Snapped!
A hand was placed on Lie Heng's shoulder, and a calm voice was heard.

"Heng'er, you're upset. Things are far from a foregone conclusion."

"This trip to the secret realm resulted in the death of that beggar, but we in the Burning Sun lineage still have a chance."

After a pause, the majestic old man in gorgeous clothes and a dragon-patterned crown continued:
"Let's take a step back. Even if that beggar managed to survive, how many years could those old fellows of the Lieyang lineage last? How much life do they have left?"

"Wait patiently, the tides rise and fall, the Dharma veins change and alternate. We have seen this before."

"Yes, elder."

Lie Heng clasped his hands together and calmed the turbulent emotions in his heart.

However, the look he gave the flaming warship was as cold as ever.

The old man in gorgeous clothes standing aside turned his gaze towards the mountains shrouded in pale corpse aura. He was a disciple of the corpse refining lineage.

A trace of regret flashed across the old man's eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

"Don't blame us!"

The barely perceptible whisper echoed in the space.

While many Dharma lineages were making their own plans.

A piece of white paper floated down from the paper boat, easily passed through the protection around the flaming warship, and stopped in front of Huo Lao and Zhang Yuanzhu.

The papers fluttered, and one could almost hear the sound of crying amidst the pale color.

"What do you mean?"

Old Huo took a step forward, his fiery sword intent bursting out from his body as he faced the white paper.

"Hey! Hey! Ha!"

Under the shrill laughter.
The paper transformed into a life-size paper figure with dark eyes, rosy cheeks, and an inexplicable smile on its lips.

"I just heard that you eliminated a group of Puppet Sect's demonic cultivators a few months ago. I wonder if there are any remnants of Paper Man Peak hiding among them."

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, but the demon cultivators hiding here are all from Painted Skin Peak."

Old Huo was neither humble nor arrogant. He took out a photo stone from his storage bag and threw it over.

The paper man stretched out his hand and tapped lightly.

Various images emerge.

After a moment, the image faded and the stone containing the image collapsed.

"It's a pity that he's the devil from Painted Skin Peak."

The paper man sighed softly, with regret in his dark eyes.

Suddenly, its gaze passed the old man and looked at the boy.

In an instant, Zhang Yuanzhu's body was shaking, as if he was being watched by a prehistoric monster and could be swallowed at any time.

This instinctive reaction of the body was stopped in an instant, and the eyes looked straight ahead.

A pair of double pupils, weird and mysterious.

Zheng~
The sound of a sword interrupted the gaze that was fixed on him.

Huo Lao held the sword in one hand, faced the paper figure, and spoke word by word:
"If there is nothing else, please return."

"Although the burning sun is weak, it can still protect the disciple."

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

"Brother Dao, you are being too extreme. It's just that the Yixing Dao lineage's demon pet Yan said that your lineage has accepted a talented genius."

With a hoarse laugh, the paper figurine slowly broke apart, turning into tiny fragments that dissipated before everyone. From beginning to end, Zhang Yuanzhu remained unchanged.

"Mr. Huo, thank you very much."

"You are a disciple of the Dharma lineage, so there is no need to be polite. I just didn't expect the Dao lineage to be so overbearing."

Old Huo put away his flying sword, his expression bitter.

He directly broke into a powerful Dharma weapon and asked and demanded it in a grand manner, as if giving orders to his subordinates.

Zhang Yuanzhu's expression was calm and indifferent, he just quietly glanced at the many Dharma and Dao lineages around him.

At this moment, he finally understood why the Immortal Weapon Valley was a side door.

Everyone has different thoughts, and each lineage has countless calculations and plans in private.

In such a complicated situation, how many Dharma lineages and Taoist lineages are truly loyal to the sect?

Before he could think too much.

Roar!
A beast roar came from the Divine Mountain.

Endless waves of sound swept across the vast wilderness, causing the clouds and mist to collapse and disperse.

A beast silhouette, its body wrapped in sacred light, stepped down from the Beast Taming Dao Vein.

Every time the beast's hoof falls, dead trees come back to life, red flowers bloom, and clear springs gush out to nourish the earth, as if the heaven and earth are paying tribute to the beast's shadow.

Behind the beast's shadow, a man in green clothes followed.

tower!
The beast's shadow came to the foot of the sacred mountain, and its last hoof stopped. The light on the beast's body slowly faded, revealing its true appearance.

Lion head, deer horns, tiger eyes, elk body, dragon scales, and ox tail.

In an instant, everyone was speechless, staring blankly at the beast shadow that had appeared in the storybook.

"Kirin!"

Someone whispered something, and the silent space came alive.

All kinds of noises rose into the sky.

"The Qilin, the most powerful creature, has actually appeared in the world and is controlled by the Beast Taming Dao."

"It is rumored that when a Qilin grows up, its combat power can reach that of a Golden Core True Lord. Could it be that after eight hundred years, a Golden Core master will appear again in the Beast Taming Dao lineage?"

"Horrible! Truly terrifying!! Just how many hidden cards do these Dao veins have?"

No one is a fool. The Beast Taming Sect actually allowed the Qilin to appear in the world in broad daylight, which means that the Qilin has grown up.

At this moment, Zhang Yuanzhu didn't care about anything else and stared at Qilin.

He carefully observed every detail of the Qilin, wanting to remember it completely in his mind and turn it into resources for his future.

Whether it is the casting of related Nuo masks or the development of spells in the future, it will be of great benefit.

"quiet!"

With a light shout, the noise suddenly fell silent.

The man in the green robe walked to the side of the black Qilin, stroked its scales, and looked up at the many Dharma and Taoist veins.

"The opening of this secret realm will be presided over by my Beast Taming lineage."

"There are three rules: Only disciples who have been here for ten years or less are allowed to enter. Anyone who breaks the rules will be killed without question."

"You can fight and compete within the secret realm, but you must never bring your grudges outside of it."

"The secret realm begins in two years, and no disciple can exit early."

For a moment, only the young man's voice echoed in heaven and on earth.

All the disciples listened attentively.

Wait until the basic rules are stated.

The man in green turned over and sat on the Qilin, his long hair flying, full of elegance, and roared to the sky:

"Now, all disciples, please dismount your vehicles and come forward."

In an instant, streaks of light fell from each family's heavy weapon, like shooting stars across the night sky, each one extremely dazzling.

These are all disciples who have reached the fourth level of Qi training and can control magical instruments to fly.

Zhang Yuanzhu turned sideways and clasped his fists towards Old Huo.

"Elder, I'm leaving."

"careful!"

"Saving your life is the most important thing. This secret realm is different from usual."

The series of events made the old man feel something was amiss, and he gave careful instructions.

Zhang Yuanzhu nodded slightly to Old Huo.

The next moment, he took a step forward and slowly walked down the stairs formed by the light of the Fiery Sun battleship.

The wind was blowing wildly, the red robe was fluttering, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised with a hint of wantonness.

He walked down step by step, and when he reached the back of the disciples, he continued forward without changing his pace.

He passed through one disciple after another, and reached the second level, the third level, and finally the fourth level of Qi training.

"The weak ones are at the back, this is not a place you can move forward." A low shout came from the front.

He was a young man wearing a green Taoist robe, exuding the unique aura of a fourth-level Qi training master.

Zhang Yuanzhu stepped forward, his hand reaching out as if casually.

In an instant, it crossed the space and was placed on the shoulder of the young man in green robe.

Just press and pull!
Boom!

The boy's entire body was retreating violently, and he slid for several meters before stopping.

The young man in green robe raised his head and looked in horror at the slender figure that continued to move forward.

He saw that those who wanted to stop the disciples were pushed away and thrown away, and the other party walked into the core area.

That is the gathering place for disciples at the fifth level of Qi training.

At this moment, the disciples at the fifth level of Qi training were looking at the slender figure walking towards them arrogantly.

They looked displeased, but thinking of the way the other party had just defeated the disciples, they didn't say anything in the end.

Acknowledge that the other person can be in the same place as them.

Suddenly, everyone was stunned.

The figure in the red robe did not stop and continued to move forward.

(End of this chapter)