Dragon Tiger Mountain Everyone was completely petrified, as motionless as wood carvings and clay sculptures.
At a glance, it looked like the word "Fuck" was written on everyone's face.
Where are the two incarnations of the Patriarch? They were still here just now!
Why did that little kid stretch out his hand and swallow the two incarnations of the Patriarch? This is completely unreasonable!
"Little brat, who are you?" Zhang Yun's eyes widened, and the horrifying guess in his heart made his heart beat like a drum.
"Pindao is Zhang Xiaoling, and he is also the three-day support and education master you call - Zhang Daoling." Zhang Xiaoling clearly looks like a child, but his expression and tone are full of vicissitudes of life. He even clasped his hands behind his back in an old-fashioned manner and sighed softly, looking disappointed.
Wow!
The whole Dragon Tiger Mountain seemed to have exploded into an uproar.
"Bold, a little brat dares to pretend to be our ancestor!"
"I think what he said may be... true. Otherwise, how can you explain what happened before?"
"It's nonsense, don't be deceived by him! Our ancestor has already ascended to the Immortal Realm and traveled to Taixu. How could he still be such a little brat in the human world?!"
These people were talking a lot, and the place was noisy.
Zhang Yun felt that his eyelids were beating wildly, and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
"Do you still remember what you said to me?" Lin Fei asked calmly.
Zhang Xiaoling nodded slightly, and naturally understood that he was referring to the conversation at Mount Qingcheng. Lin Fei asked him what he should do if his descendants of the orthodox tradition made trouble.
Zhang Xiaoling's answer can be summed up in one word: kill.
Not only those who take the lead in committing evil, but also the disciples who help others commit evil. Regardless of whether they do it voluntarily or not, they will eventually have to bear the consequences.
"Be kind, follow good, follow Way of the Five Pecks of Rice." Zhang Xiaoling pinched his sword fingers and said softly silently.
"Boom!"
A huge shadow instantly unfolded behind him.
This is a majestic and powerful Daoist. He wears a flat crown on his head, a square skirt of Bagua clothes, and red shoes on his feet. He carries Three-Five Male and Female Evil-Slaying Swords on his back and hangs Yangping Zhi Metropolitan Merit Seal.
He was just like Zhang Xiaoling, with a sword secret in his hand.
The awe-inspiring righteousness rolls across the sky and the earth, making people suddenly feel the heroic spirit of "the heaven and the earth are generous and generous", just like climbing up to see the sea, or gliding through the clouds to see the rivers and lakes.
The weather is turbulent, but my way is prosperous.
"Poof!"
Ren Chongxiao's feet felt weak and he knelt down.
In the yellow sand desert, Celestial Master's Mansion members were kneeling in dense numbers.
They were so frightened that they were covered in cold sweat and pressed their foreheads against the ground.
Zhang Yun was so frightened that his face turned pale, and it was even difficult to accept the reality. At one point, he wanted to slap himself twice to see if this was a dream.
"Zhang Yun, your sins are serious and you should be punished." Zhang Xiaoling's lips did not move, but the huge divine thoughts rolled through the heaven and earth like thunder.
Zhang Yun was extremely unwilling and immediately held his neck and shouted, "Why? Grandmaster, I don't accept it!"
Zhang Xiaoling asked indifferently, "What are you dissatisfied with?"
Zhang Yun gritted his teeth and said, "Everything I have done is for the rise of the Celestial Master's Mansion. Who am I to blame?!"
Zhang Xiaoling shook his head, unable to hide his disappointment. "I don't know how to repent even when I'm about to die."
Zhang Yun was still dissatisfied and said loudly, "Master, please don't forget! I am not only your disciple, but also your sixty-fourth generation descendant. Even if I call you ancestor, it is not an exaggeration. Do you have the heart to kill me?"
Zhang Xiaoling nodded without hesitation.
"Why?!" Zhang Yun's eyes were splitting, and he pointed directly at Lin Fei, "He is just an outsider, and you actually want to help him kill his descendants?"
Zhang Xiaoling frowned slightly and angrily said, "What an impudence! Heavenly Venerable is a poor Daoist teacher, how can I allow you to be rude and offend me? Your sin is unforgivable, but you still want to escape, how ridiculous!"
After his words fell, the whole place was in an uproar again.
"What?! He is actually the ancestor's master?"
"How is this possible!"
"It's over, it's over, Zhang Yun, that bastard, actually got into trouble with Grandmaster's master!"
In an instant, everyone at Dragon Tiger Mountain was in a panic, and they were gnashing their teeth with hatred for Zhang Yun - You said you were fine, why would you want to die if you had nothing to do? You can just kill yourself, why are you dragging us into the water?
Zhang Yun was trembling all over, and he immediately performed a sword technique, letting the mahogany sword behind him unsheath with a "clang" sound.
He forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart and said inwardly, "Even if the Patriarch himself takes action, I will never sit back and wait for death!"
Zhang Yun was filled with violent energy, his gray hair flying in the wind, and he yelled out the classic line, "My fate is up to me!"
All Celestial Master's Mansion members were dumbfounded. They thought he was very imposing and handsome.
"Yes, the way the Patriarch looks now, he must be the reincarnation of Samsara!" Ren Chongxiao thought in his mind, and suddenly had a treasonous idea, "Maybe Zhang Yun can still deal with him!"
Just seeing the maid from Lin Fei made him despair.
She is too strong.
Too strong to be reasonable.
Zhang Xiaoling stopped talking nonsense with Zhang Yun. Without moving, the incarnation of Dharma behind him suddenly took off Yangping Zhi Metropolitan Merit Seal and slapped it down with one palm.
Yangping Zhi Metropolitan Merit Seal swelled in the wind, and in an instant it turned into the size of a mountain.
"Boom--"
The void was trembling, and an extremely terrifying aura spread, making people's scalp numb.
Zhang Yun let out a roar like a beast, and suddenly faced him with his mahogany sword shrouded in a sword light as thick as a bucket.
"Pah!"
The peach wood sword instantly shattered, but Yangping Zhi Metropolitan Merit Seal still pressed down decisively.
Zhang Yun gritted his teeth tightly, his expression became distorted, and the energy and blood in his body surged, and he violently struck the big seal with both fists.
"I said -" His knees bent, his bones cracked and cracked, and blood seeped out from between his teeth, but he tried his best to hold on.
"My fate is up to me," Zhang Yun was already burning his spiritual blood. Covered in blood, he stood up straight and lifted the big seal up two inches, "I can't help it!"
Celestial Master's Mansion felt a surge of emotion in his heart, and his blood was boiling.
However, Lin Fei smiled, "Zhang Xiaoling, you don't want my help, do you?"
Zhang Xiaoling lowered his head slightly and said respectfully, "It's just a small matter, don't bother Heavenly Venerable."
As soon as he finished speaking, the shadow behind him slapped Yangping Zhi Metropolitan Merit Seal.
"Boom!"
The ground with a radius of one kilometer collapsed directly, causing the mountains to shake.
With a shrill scream, Zhang Yun was crushed to pieces and crushed under the big seal.
"My fate is up to me?" Lin Fei shook his head and said calmly, "I screamed heroically and died miserably."
Celestial Master's Mansion was terrified.