Chapter 459 Ant

Fuyi thought he understood, so he did not investigate what the relationship between vitality and the rules. He scattered Lei Dao Zitong and looked at Shoushan Taoist Temple. He did not know how long he had been closed, but he must think about it. His divine consciousness dissipated and looked at it, but he found that there were few people in the door, almost more than half of them. Not in the view, and many elders are not here at this moment, not even their own masters.

Seeing this, Bu Yi frowned and said to himself, "Is there something big happened in the monism world?"

At this time, a Taoist boy ran up from the bottom of the mountain and ran straight to him. Before he came to him, he fell down one step and said breathlessly, "Ya Wenxuan, a disciple of the fifth generation, has seen Uncle Fuyi. Please invite you."

The cloth frowned. He didn't seem to find the breath of the leader in his consciousness just now. He doubted, "The leader? The leader doesn't seem to be here."

The little Taoist boy suddenly remembered something and said respectfully, "Uncle doesn't know that after you closed down, a generation of disciples have decentralized the sect. Now the second generation of disciples are in power. The wives and uncles have gone to the Zhengdao Alliance Conference to discuss how to deal with those hateful evil ways. By the way, when they left, they also took away most of the elites in the door.

The cloth's eyebrows unfolded, but it frowned again and said lightly, "Who is the leader now?"

"It's Mrs. Sky. He is a proud disciple of the former head. He has been in retreat and has only recently come out of the customs."

The cloth nodded and then said lightly, "Go ahead. I'll be there later."

The disciple saluted, and then retreated. After turning around, he ran a few steps and suddenly took a breath, as if he had been frightened by something. He said in his heart, "This uncle is younger than my brother. Why is the pressure on his body so strong? It's really scary. I heard that this uncle is thunderous. Under the elder's door, he is extremely powerful. I don't know whether it's true or not. Xiao Daotong muttered, and there was no one running in a blink of an eye. Unexpectedly, he made the cloth be stunned by the skill of his feet all the way.

When the little boy muttered, the cloth clothes naturally closed in his ears and his expression stagnated. Only then did he find that his own momentum had not converged. He hurriedly carried out the secret of convergence and the secret of returning to Dayan, restrain all the breath of his whole body and turned into an ordinary person.

After finishing, he raised his feet and walked to the quiet room of the elders. Where is the current leader waiting for him? It's still strange in his heart that what kind of person is the head of the sky? It's really surprising that he can take over as the leader.

Along the way, the sect was deserted. Occasionally, one or two people passed by, who were also four generations of disciples or outside disciples. These disciples practiced hard and looked extremely solemn. Far from what he is now, he looks lazy.

After passing the kitchen and turning a corner, you can see the quiet room of the elders, which is also in the backyard. However, it is very atmospheric and covers an extremely extensive area. It is the place where the high-rise of Shoushan Daoguan live. Unlike two cloth masters and apprentices, one thatched hut per person, it is simply unparalleled. After all, this represents the majesty of a sect.

In the past, this was the residence of the previous leader, but now it is the current leader.

At this time, four or five people suddenly came out of one of the rooms. These people, dressed brightly and were obviously valued disciples. They were not limited by the rules of the sect, and could wear clothes at will. They looked up their eyes and saw a person, and their eyes suddenly narrowed into a crack, revealing murder.

In Shoushan Taoist Temple, there are many disciples who have bullied him. It can be said that most of them have bullied or taaled him more or less. However, only two or three of them were selectively forgotten by the cloth clothes. He was extremely impressed. One was the king's grandsons and the other was the one who framed him. Several people, and Uncle Wang, were at that time. He almost lost his foundation. Usually, he was lazy to care about it. When he bumped into each other today, he naturally had to vent his anger.

Those people don't seem to know the cloth clothes. They walk and laugh and have to pass by the clothes.

At this time, the cloth shook and stood in the middle of the road, blocking the road of many people.

At this time, those people were stunned and looked at the cloth clothes one after another. Uncle Wang, who had a bad temper, had scolded him at this moment, "Whose disciple are you? You are really unbred. Get out of the way quickly, or go to the Criminal Law Hall to receive punishment."

Several people standing next to him immediately echoed. Li Wufu, who had framed the cloth and pretended to be injured, shouted at this moment, "That is, if you don't say a Ziwu Yin Mao today, you must be beaten."

After the cloth restrained his breath, his whole body was meaningless and looked like an ordinary person. In addition, he was just a child, but now he has grown up and his appearance has changed greatly. Although he returned to the Shoushan Taoist temple several times in the middle, he hardly appeared. Last time the hall called, the atmosphere was ten Seriously, everyone didn't look carefully, so they didn't recognize the cloth.

The expression of the cloth is faint, as if these people are not scolding themselves. They said lightly, "Wang Daoxian, Li Chengwu, Chen Haobai, Chen Xiaomu, Chu Ning, Zhang Liang, Li Wuhu, En, Chu Ning doesn't seem to be anymore. You don't remember Benzong. Benzong can remember you. You bastards, it seems that it's time to be a good account. ."

Wang Daoxian's face changed and he took a step back. Even everyone was shocked and retreated one after another. Hearing the words of the cloth, he swept to the cloth with his divine consciousness, but where could their divine consciousness find out the bottom of the cloth? Before all the divine consciousness came to the cloth, they were squeezed out by a powerful force. Forced back, everyone's faces turned white.

A surprised voice suddenly came from the crowd, "You are the cloth uncle. Aren't you closed?"

The cloth clothes looked up and looked at the man, but he had a new face and said lightly, "This is the cloth clothes. Today, I will solve the personal grievances, and the unrelated personnel will retreat quickly." Speaking of which, his breath suddenly released, and the strong breath was released. Suddenly, it pressed on several people like a stormy shore.

The divine consciousness of cloth is extremely powerful. It is the power of divine consciousness alone, and the general master of the Yuanying period may not be comparable. It can be said that it has turned into a teacher and nephew. Under the full momentum of breath, within hundreds of meters, everyone feels a strong force rushing from around to their bodies, with low cultivation. Zhang Liang and Li Wuhu immediately knelt down and smashed their knees to the ground. They spit out a mouthful of blood, and their faces were extremely pale. Then they fainted so straight. After so many years, with their heart, they only practiced to the early stage of refining.

The rest of the people were also embarrassed, pressed on the ground by the pressure of cloth, their mouths sprayed blood, and their faces were as pale as paper.

There are as many as seven or eight people in this industry. Except for these people, nothing happened to the other few people. They stood aside and didn't know what had happened. These people were usually windy and rainy. Why were they beaten down today? And this Who is it? How can it be so powerful? It doesn't look very old.

At this time, not far in front of the cloth clothes, in the quiet room belonging to the senior officials of the sect immediately emitted a strong momentum and suddenly fell down to the cloth clothes. These breaths were strong and weak, strong enough to have the initial power of the incarnation, and the weak only the strength of the Yuanying period, extremely strong and horizontal. With these momentum, a few highs and lows Different sounds came out of the quiet room.

"Presumptuous, who are you who dares to take action against my door?"

"Clobe, stop."

"And stop. They are all disciples in the family. There is no need to be cruel."

Although Buyi doesn't know which realm of cultivation he should plan now, he alone relies on his momentum to be comparable to the master of the Yuanying period. Not to mention the hazy continental projection on his body now, with his own strength alone, these momentum can be fully connected.

His whole body suddenly moved, and the thunder and lightning that was strong across the extreme emitted a sword. Standing in the yard, he was like a demon god, unyielding, allowing everyone's momentum to cover him. Then he felt several heavy pressures and fell on his body. The unyielding sword immediately rose up, in Above his head, a purple sword-shaped shadow suddenly cut through the void and blocked all the momentum.

The cloth clothes moved without wind, and the hair behind the head suddenly fell into the air. In the eyes, it was extremely cold, snorted coldly, and still said lightly, "The monistic world was originally a world of kindness and resentment. These people have offended this sect. What's wrong with this sect punishing them today? Besides, the rules of this view were originally Who caused the problem? Who can solve it? If you can't solve it, you go to consult the teacher. Why, before these people begging for mercy, you stand up for them. Where is this rule?

Bu Yi fought against the momentum of several giants of Taoism on his own. The power emanating at this moment shocked everyone.

The door of the quiet room opened, and several people stood out with different looks and rose all over. However, no matter how they oppressed the cloth, the cloth did not move, so they stood quietly in the yard and looked at them ruthlessly.

I know one or two of these people, but they have never communicated with each other, which means that they don't know each other, and the tall man in the head's clothes is even more strange and has never seen them.

The head of the sky.

The second-generation disciple Daohao is led by heaven. This sky leader is also extremely strong and has almost the strength in the early stage of the transformation of the god. If you add the power of the sword of the leader, Bu Yi dares to say that this new leader definitely has the ability to kill any master in the middle stage, except for him. In addition, the rest of the people were also cultivated in the early stage or the Yuanying period, while the middle-aged man who scolded the cloth was the lowest among the crowd, only in the middle and late Yuanying period. At this moment, he stared angrily. If his eyes could kill people, Bu Yi would have died many times.