Purple-robed Heavenly Master? The start was stalemate and someone dug him out

Chapter 21 Hurt my senior brother? Capture my ancestor?

In the dark night sky of Longhu Mountain, Zhang Yi sat cross-legged on the demon dragon's head, looking down at everything below.

The Tianshi Sword passed over the Demon Suppression Tower and headed towards the main hall.

Zhang Yi is not in Longhu Mountain, so it has to guard Longhu Mountain for Zhang Yi.

Zhang Xuan, who was listening to the reports from Taoist priests from all sides in the main hall, suddenly felt a cold flash of light and raised his eyes.

He saw the Heavenly Master Sword, which was sharp enough to cut through the void, floating in front of him.

All the disciples around were surprised.

"Isn't this the Tianshi Sword? Why did it come out?"

"I don't know. Didn't I hear that the previous three generations of Celestial Masters refused to come out of seclusion even if they asked for the Celestial Master Sword? Now he has come out of seclusion?"

"This Heavenly Master Sword is a Taoist artifact made by Heavenly Master Daoxuan with great effort. I am afraid that only Heavenly Master Daoxuan can command it."

"What do you mean? You mean the ancestor is back?"

Guesses are just guesses after all, although the faces of these Taoist priests were full of shock and they wanted to rush to the Demon Suppression Tower to check the situation.

But at this time, the purple-robed Heavenly Master in front of them did not speak, and they could not move at all.

Zhang Xuan stood up slowly, wearing a purple robe with eternal Taoism, and stood in front of the Tianshi Sword, his eyes flashing with confusion and a little shock.

"Your" Tianshi Sword has been built for more than six hundred years, and it is a giant weapon of the Tao Sect. It has already given birth to consciousness.

Looking at the Tianshi Sword at this time, Zhang Xuan bravely reached out and touched it.

What surprised him was that this time the Tianshi Sword not only did not bounce away from his hand with sword energy, but instead stayed attached to his hand.

The moment he grabbed the Tianshi Sword, a stream of sword energy mixed with Tao energy rose into the sky, making his purple robe dance with the wind and making everyone unable to open their eyes.

Simultaneously.

Some phantoms flashed before Zhang Xuan's eyes. One young man held a three-foot green blade to slay demons, one young man cared about the common people, and another young man cared about the sword. He was afraid that the decisive battle would damage the Tianshi Sword, so he fought against King Zombie alone.

Holding a three-foot green blade in his hand, he looked sternly: "The weather is turbulent, but my sun is prosperous!"

"Great-great-grandfather." Zhang Xuan understood that the phantom flashing before his eyes was the memory of Tianshi Sword. This purple and energetic figure was his great-grandfather, Zhang Yi!
Next to him, there were several Taoist priests in red robes and several Taoist priests in black robes, who were looking at each other in a daze.

This Tao Qi and sword Qi impacted their eyes, forcing them to retreat step by step.

Especially, the sentence that the Heavenly Master shouted unconsciously when he just held the sword: "The weather is in chaos, and my Tao is prosperous."

"Did the Heavenly Master see the ancestor from the Heavenly Master's sword?"

"When the weather is turbulent, my Taoist sun is prosperous. Is this what our ancestors once said? How amazing!"

"These words make my blood boil."

The Taoist priests were very excited when they heard this. Some old Taoist priests who were approaching their twilight years were ordinary, and there was a flash of light in front of their eyes.

Who else can say such a sentence except the ancestor Zhang Yi and Tianshi Daoxuan six hundred years ago?
call out--

Zhang Xuan came back to his senses from the memory of the Tianshi Sword. With a slight wave of his sword, a burst of sword energy burst out, mixed with his own purple energy, spanning dozens of miles.

Chop the dark clouds in the sky into pieces and cut a ravine on the ground.

Zhang Xuan, as the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain, is already extremely powerful. Now with the blessing of the Heavenly Master Sword, Zhang Xuan has reached a higher level. This sword has made everyone in Longhu Mountain see the peak!
Then, Zhang Xuan held the Tianshi Sword in his hand and knelt down towards the Demon Suppressing Tower.

He shouted loudly: "Great-grandfather, we will not let you down. Although the roads are different, we will always be a family." "The weather is turbulent, but my country is prosperous!"

The rest of the people also shouted, "May the weather bring prosperity to my world. Perhaps what everyone cares about is not Zhang Yi, but only this relationship."

Righteous disciples attach great importance to emotions.

"Uncle, is your great-grandfather back?" Zhang Xuan asked hurriedly, looking at Zhang Qingsong walking in front of him.

Zhang Qingsong's face was calm and calm, his eyes were slightly lowered, and he kept silent about this matter.

Instead, he said: "Send more manpower. Our Taoist sect has been tricked. I'm afraid the disciples at the foot of the mountain will suffer serious losses. Everyone above Sanxuan should go and have a look. The hope of the Taoist sect is the future."

Everyone was stunned. They hadn't told the news yet. How did Uncle Master know about it?
Zhang Xuan nodded: "Linghe just sent the news, I haven't informed you yet, how did my uncle know?"

Zhang Qingsong gave up and walked towards the back of the mountain without saying a word.

My wish is over, and the rest of the time will just go away like dust.

Although everyone was puzzled to see him leave, there were more important things to resolve at the moment.

Zhang Xuan waved his hand and said: "All the Three Mysteries and above must go out. This time Longhu Mountain has been tricked, we must protect the major disciples from returning safely."

Then his eyes turned with hatred and he said viciously: "We, Longhushan, are a righteous sect, but that doesn't mean we should be bullied and hold back. Those who respect me will be treated with courtesy, and those who hurt me will be repaid with double the amount."

"Yes!" Everyone clasped their fists, packed their things and prepared to go down the mountain.

Many Longhu Mountain True Priests have not touched their hands for many years, and now it is time for them to loosen their shins.

"Also remember! The ancestor cannot be hurt." Zhang Xuan pursed his lips: "If it doesn't work, find an opportunity to seal him and bring him back, but you must not hurt him!"

"Don't worry, Heavenly Master, we know!"

"I know, hitting the ancestor is equivalent to hitting me. If I meet the ancestor, I will definitely tie him up!"

The Taoist priests began to descend the mountain in batches again.

This time it is not just for Zhang Yi. The robbery of the Tianshi Tomb in Longhu Mountain is just a trigger. Someone has long been unhappy with Longhu Mountain secretly.

He must have taken advantage of this opportunity to eradicate Longhu Mountain, but Longhu Mountain is not a soft persimmon and will never be slaughtered by others!
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"Junior brother, retreat quickly. You are no match for them. Go back to the mountain gate quickly. Senior brother will stop them for you."

A disciple in black Taoist robes, holding a mahogany sword in his left hand, struggled to hold it on the ground. The blood from his left hand flowed down his arm and dripped on the ground.

Holding three talismans in his right hand, he turned back and gritted his teeth.

Behind him, there were also four or five Taoist disciples, but all of them were injured at this time.

Opposite them was a group of men in black. The strength of these men in black was generally high, and they were not able to compete with them at all.

"Leave? None of you can leave today." One of the men in black sneered, his voice was like a sharp firecracker, and under the mask was a very conspicuous aquiline nose.

After saying that, with a wave of his hand, the other men in black swarmed up.

The speed was extremely fast, and he rushed over in an instant. He raised his hand and punched, and a burst of cold air flashed through.

The Taoist disciples in front reacted and used talismans to turn into fire to resist, but it didn't work at all.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, the new disciple with a giant sword in his hand rushed out, swiped the sword violently, and stood in front of him: "Go away, you want to hurt my senior brother, step over my body!"

Afterwards, the other Taoist disciples stepped forward one after another: "Catch my ancestor and hurt my senior brother? We are irreconcilable with you!"

(End of this chapter)