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The Immortal Dongming has been in seclusion for more than a hundred years, and has not shown up in the Wanshen Sect for a long time, so many new disciples do not recognize this extremely powerful and rare old man.

Yuan Futu let go of the Jasper sword, his face was pale and uncertain, but he fell silent for a while.

It was also the first time Mo Xing saw the suzerain Dongming Immortal, he swallowed his saliva, stepped forward and knelt down like a grandson, and said, "Disciple Mo Xing sees the suzerain."

Immortal Dongming had no expression on his face, he ignored him, his eyes were not even on Jun Buhui, but he looked carefully at Yuan Futu, he put the Jade Sword in front of him, and said: "Take back your sword. "

That hoarse and deep voice seemed to carry infinite majesty. Facing a rare generation of Xuan Xian, Yuan Futu didn't dare to breathe, and took the flying sword extremely cautiously.

"This blood-exploding forbidden technique is not for nothing. You chose the Nine Tribulations Sword, and you must have taken the path of a violent sword fairy, but the talent of the spirit and soul is rare and powerful in the world, which gave you the opportunity to double cultivate in the early stage. Capital, this road...is a good choice." The immortal Dongming's eyes were like torches, and he instantly understood all of Yuan Futu's secrets.

Yuan Futu's daring to chase up to this point has completely revealed all his trump cards, and his identity is no longer in great danger to the emperor's palace, so he was not afraid, and said in a deep voice: "Thank you, Sect Master, for your compliment."

Jun Buhui said coldly: "The disciple who was not chosen in vain is indeed talented, but he was impulsive and dared to come here with the intention of killing his fellow disciples. This is an unforgivable crime."

Hearing these words, Yuan Futu blushed furiously, and was about to refute, the immortal Dongming said: "Everything has a reason, just ask the person concerned."

While speaking, he walked up to Mo Xing, and said indifferently: "Just now, I heard Futu say that you intended to kill your fellow disciples while carrying out your mission. Is there anything wrong with that?"

Mo Xing immediately shook his head and said: "No! It's all made up by him. The information we have is wrong. We have been attacked by several Wusheng monsters. The other disciples of the same sect are already dead. That fellow disciple was also injured by the demon. .”

"You fart, people are lying outside, can such injuries be done by monsters?!" Yuan Futu's eyes widened, and he cursed loudly.

Jun Buhui stood silently at the side, the most important thing to do at this time is to wait and see what happens, and make changes according to the changing situation.

"Is it?"

The face of the Dongming Immortal is still as motionless as a stone sculpture, but his tone has become as cold as the twelfth lunar month, "Since we insist on each other, then I can only use the soul search gun, although it may damage the soul, but other than that Besides, there is no way to identify it, so let’s start with you.” Then, he stretched out his skinny fingertips, and gently tapped between Mo Xing’s eyebrows.

The power of the soul has not yet been activated, and Mo Xing, who felt a cold brow, immediately screamed, thinking that the suzerain had already used this top-notch method to search for his soul memory, and immediately kowtowed fiercely and said: "I know my mistake, I know Wrong, this disciple lost to him earlier and was unwilling to do so, it might affect Dao Xin because of it in the future, so he intends to get rid of him, disciple knows his mistake, please forgive me, suzerain!"

Jun Buhui's pupils shrank sharply, he could see that the Dongming Immortal did not intend to use this forbidden technique, and Mo Xing was unable to resist and said everything, and said coldly: "You are so big!" You have the guts to even dare to deceive me!"

Yuan Futu gritted his teeth and said: "The person who was seriously injured by you is outside. If there is anything wrong with him, I will definitely demand your life!"

Mo Xing was still kowtowing continuously, tears streaming down his face.

The Dongming immortal said indifferently: "If you don't return, deal with it according to the sect's rules. This kind of person's Taoist heart is impure, and sooner or later he will fall into madness. This road of cultivating immortality needs to be walked again."

Mo Xing was taken aback, he naturally understood that the meaning of these words was to deprive him of his cultivation at the Golden Immortal level, and after returning to mortals, he would practice again, and the hundred years of his life would be wasted.

Jun Bu nodded and said: "Disciple understands."

Immortal Dongming turned around, walked to Yuan Futu's side, and said, "Follow me."

Yuan Futu was taken aback, but he didn't know what the suzerain was going to do, frowned slightly, and said: "The disciple outside was seriously injured, although I used the elixir to stabilize the injury, but it still needs to be treated as soon as possible, otherwise it may be life-threatening. "

"Although his injury is serious, it is limited to the physical body and does not affect his basic cultivation. You don't have to worry, the disciples from the Immortal Pill Hall will come to treat him later, and there will be no danger."

Since the immortal Dongming has said so, then Young Master Yu must be in no danger, Yuan Futu nodded, followed behind the immortal Dongming, and followed him through the clouds.

"Master, please save me, I don't want to be beaten back to a mortal, you can punish me to retreat, even 50 or 100 years, please!"

Mo Xing knelt on the ground, grabbed Jun Buhui's legs, and cried out in great grief.

Jun Bu turned his face coldly, and said: "The suzerain's words are the iron law. Since it is an iron law, it must be carried out." He raised his head and looked into the distance. The suzerain's exit should be the top priority of Wanshenzong, but The immortals of Dongming not only did not know in advance, but came here without anyone noticing, and took away Yuan Futu, who was already a master of divine tattoos.

This matter suddenly became subtle, and he quickly guessed that Immortal Bubai, who had already left, had tampered with it. However, in the future, Yuan Futu, who shined brilliantly, would definitely improve his status by leaps and bounds.

Thinking of this, Jun Buhui couldn't help but snorted heavily, the last thing he wanted to see was to lose, but now he fell hard on Immortal Bubai.

Yuan Futu flew over the high mountains with the immortals of Dongming, and came to the deepest cave of Wanshenzong. There was no one around here, because it was the place where the master retreated and refined, so it was forbidden for any disciple to set foot.

Immortal Dongming stood on the edge of a cliff, looking at the clouds and clouds in the sky, with an expression on his face that never changed, and said: "Before Bai Bai left, he left a book for me, but your achievements are more than he imagined. faster."

Yuan Futu knew that he was talking about the Shenwen master, and said: "Barely passed the test, and the token was only issued to my hand a few days ago."

"The rarity and role of divine pattern masters determine their noble status and irreplaceable status. The Wanshen Sect has not had a divine pattern master for ten thousand years, but you are the first." Dongming Immortal seemed to be He said with emotion: "It is an indispensable talent to set foot on the threshold of the divine pattern, but it takes extremely hard work to become a divine pattern master. You must have benefited from the way of dual cultivation to pass the divine pattern assessment in the Yuan fairyland. "

Yuan Futu nodded and said, "That's true."