Under One Person: With unparalleled comprehension, I become the Celestial Master!

"Master, we've found him!"

The tall, upright old master with white eyebrows and a long beard nodded slightly.

He glanced at the commotion ahead, then quickly walked forward.

After taking only a few steps, Zhao Huanjin emerged from the woods carrying two corpses.

Looking at his master before him, he put down the corpse and said:

"Master, these people are stubborn, they'd better not say anything!"

The old master smiled dismissively, pondering that the reason he had eliminated the Quanxing spies from Longhu Mountain this time was not to gather information.

He glanced at the corpse lying on the ground, then waved his hand.

Immediately, Rongshan followed him into the woods.

Soon, golden light shone brightly inside, and screams could be heard from time to time!

This made Zhao Huanjin smile slightly.

He looked down and followed his master.

"Master, I'm here!"

Just then, a shout came from behind.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Daoran, disguised as Zhang Lingyu, arrived here.

Looking at his master and fellow disciples, he appeared remarkably calm!

"Yes! Good to see you here!" the old Celestial Master said with a smile.

"Daoran didn't come along, did he?"

Zhang Daoran shook his head, thinking to himself that his master still cared about him quite a bit!

But he didn't understand why he wasn't allowed to come!

He glanced at Zhao Huanjin with a puzzled look, then smiled and said:

"Senior brother, why didn't Master let Junior Brother Daoran come along?"

Zhao Huanjin smiled, looked at his master walking ahead, and whispered:

"He is our Longhu Mountain's secret weapon, so naturally we must keep it a secret!"

The secret weapon?

Zhang Daoran was taken aback, realizing that the old master had quite high expectations of him!

Unfortunately, he didn't like being alone, so he naturally couldn't stand the loneliness!

Thinking of this, Zhang Daoran quickly quickened his pace to catch up!

"This is outrageous! You Longhu Mountain!"

Soon, the three of them arrived at a clearing in the woods.

It was faintly visible that three Quanxing disciples were trapped here.

Around them, a large group of monkeys had gathered!

It was clear to the naked eye that the three men were covered in blood, indicating that they had just been treated well.

Upon seeing this scene, Zhang Daoran subconsciously glanced at the Monkey King.

It would have been better if he hadn't looked, because what he saw gave the Monkey King a real fright.

Having a deep memory of Zhang Daoran, it instantly sensed who had arrived!

Quite frightened, it chirped and quickly took a few steps back.

The old master, completely unaware of what was happening, smiled and looked at his three disciples, saying:

"Small fish and shrimp, not worth mentioning!"

"Since you're not coming out, why don't I invite you?"

As his voice fell, it resonated like a great bell, spreading outwards in all directions!

Suddenly, the sound of birdsong echoed through the mountains and forests.

Hey!

The next second, a sigh was heard.

Immediately afterwards, an old man with a hunched back came out!

His aged face glanced at the old celestial master, then pointed at the monkey troop and said:

"These monkeys weren't that bad a while ago, how come they've become so ferocious lately?"

Upon hearing the question, Zhang Daoran immediately felt a little embarrassed.

It's clear that under his training, these monkeys have been exposed to all kinds of poisons and developed exceptionally strong physiques!

Secondly, not all of those pills were poisons.

Under the impact of the large amount of drug, the monkey troop clearly underwent a secondary evolution!

As expected, the old master smiled slightly after hearing the old man mention the monkey troop.

He glanced around at the monkeys and said with a smile:

"There aren't many weapon refiners who have joined the Quanxing Sect. Which faction do you belong to?"

Upon hearing this, the old man shrugged.

With a calm expression, he glanced at his three disciples and sighed:

"I never expected the Celestial Master to come down the mountain in person."

"Let me ask quietly, why does the Old Master usually ignore us, but suddenly turn on us like this today? He should at least let me die knowing why!"

Zhang Daoran was taken aback when he heard this.

It seems that Master Zhuodi came down the mountain because of the man in black from a few days ago!

Judging from what these Quanxing demons are saying, it seems that they didn't do it!

This surprised the old Celestial Master, who said:

"What? The people who stormed up the mountain a couple of days ago weren't from your Quanxing sect?"

The hunchbacked old man was taken aback, thinking that there had indeed been some commotion on the mountain a couple of days ago.

As scouts, they did not rashly go up the mountain to investigate.

Looking at the old Celestial Master before him, he said:

"It really wasn't us, so could you please let us go?"

"No!" the old master shook his head.

"It doesn't matter anymore, let's kill them all together. You knew this would be your fate if you joined the Quanxing!"

The hunched old man smiled, then glanced at the old celestial master with a helpless expression and could only nod silently.

He glanced at the three good-for-nothing disciples, sighed, and clasped his hands in a fist salute:

"A disciple of the Heavenly Craft Hall, without a name, humbly requests guidance from the Celestial Master!"

After uttering these words, the hunchbacked old man casually waved his hand, and a silver thread appeared in his palm!

At the end of the silver thread hung a magical artifact resembling a spinning top!

When Zhang Daoran saw this scene, a glint of light appeared in his eyes!

Magic weapon!

Having just devoured several broken magical artifacts, he was extremely familiar with this item!

snort!

The old celestial master snorted coldly, and Zhao Huanjin immediately stepped forward.

He, with his arms crossed, looked at the old man and said with a smile:

"Zhao Huanjin, fight in place of your commander!"

The hunchbacked old man smiled, and without paying any attention, he waved his hand dismissively.

Instantly, the silver threads in his hand swept outwards like a spider web!

Trees along the way were instantly snapped in half the moment the monkey touched them!

The stench of blood spread like a mist.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Huanjin immediately began to silently recite the mantra!

In an instant, golden light shone brightly on his body!

At the same time, an extremely strong Qi emerged!

Faced with the silver thread, he threw a punch straight out!

boom!