Just became a beast, someone built a sect on my hill

Chapter 129

In the distance, there was a man in gray linen, with black ghost power under his feet.

Step over here.

Since he was wearing a hat on his head, he couldn't see clearly.

But it probably gives people the appearance of a middle-aged man.

A full-fledged high-ranking person, with a calm momentum.

Wang Ye and his party looked at the ghost cultivator in sackcloth.

The ghost cultivator in sackcloth is on his way.

The goal of his trip was Xiaolin Mountain.

But at this moment, he saw so many people under Xiaolin Mountain.

Ah this...

There are people, monsters, and the ugly and strange Mizuyasha... Gathered together, this kind of Xiaolin Shanshita looked a little strange, making him suddenly stagnant.

Are they welcoming themselves...

I heard that the Taoist Lord of Xiaolin Mountain is a tiger, so I think he is the one in the middle...

Looking over the bamboo hat above his head, he slowly looked at Wang Ye.

The body is crystal gray, and the appearance is slightly fierce.

Just a little... juvenile.

He couldn't believe it, this is the existence that captured the Eightfold Thunder Calamity that day?

I heard that it can be compared to some great powers in the Ninth Layer Realm, but I don't know if it is true or not...

Anyway, the breath he felt, the other party was...only in the first level.

It must be a trick of the eye!
Having said that, he thought it was not easy to meet the Taoist Lord of Xiaolin Mountain. He heard that this one never accepts visits!

Didn't expect...it was so easy?
And welcome him...

Thinking of this, the ghost in Mai immediately laughed: "Haha, Lord Dao is a strong one. This sect comes from Mai Sect, and I have heard of the prestige of Lord Dao for a long time. The reason why I came here today is because... the old man in the sect God wants to see you!"

This man in sackcloth is the leader of the sackcloth sect, one of the native religious religions in Bazhou.

And his trip was precisely ordered by the god of Maijiao to invite this mysterious strong man from Xiaolin Mountain.

The linen religion has been passed down in Bazhou for thousands of years, and the incense continues.

Although the leader is a bishop of various matters, he has great power, and he also inherits the beliefs of thousands of people.

The power is so great that it is comparable to the Bazhou Shepherd God pardoned by the Hedong Dynasty, and it is not much concession!
But the leader, after all, is only the person in charge on the surface. One generation succeeds the other, and now they have changed several generations.

This Maihui Sect leader named Mahuizhi is the peak strength of the Seventh Layer Realm.

And on top of him, or behind the Maijiao, there is an old god who has not moved for thousands of years.

The strength has reached the limit, but it is the magic needle of Dinghai taught by Mai Sect.

Zunshen seldom gave such orders, let alone invite others to meet.

Even if they were confronted with the chaos caused by the allied army of monsters and caused them to lose the trust land of the two prefectures, the old god did not intervene.

Therefore, in Ma Huizhi's view, as long as he mentions his old god, the self-proclaimed Xiaolin Mountain Daojun, he will naturally meet.

To put it bluntly, those who visited were not qualified enough.

And he, the leader, still personally came to invite...

To put it bluntly, he, a giant in Bazhou, took on the job of running errands.

Enough, save face!
But what you think is just what you think.

Good guy, don't talk about you, is that old Zunshen, in Wang Ye's opinion, very important?

I, Wang Ye, why do you want to see me?
Wang Ye turned his tiger's head slightly, turned sideways to the little old man who was "passing the news", frowned slightly, and asked, "Little old man, who is this?"

"Oh." The little old man took out a small notebook and flipped through it again and again.

After a long time, finally found a page,
This is a statistic of his collected folklore.

The higher the number of pages, the more miraculous the legend.

The lower the page number, the more general the legend.

The number of pages at the end also shows that the little old man does not have high expectations for Daojun to destroy them...

Immediately, the little old man said: "I found it, the Mai Sect...respects the gods... It is said that the Mai Sect has been established since 600 years ago, and the first leader, Ma Tianyi, has been in office for 32 years."

"Then, he passed on the position of leader to his closed disciple Ma Qingyi, but it is said that the founding leader did not die, but lived in seclusion behind the scenes."

"Later, there was a big change in the worship statues of the Mai Sect. All the statues of the Mai Sect's bishops will always only have a clear gray linen cloth, and their body and posture are very similar to the first leader... Known as the God of Maid."

"It is the main belief of all the Maids!"

"Therefore, many people have guessed that this Maiden God is the founding leader!"

The little old man put away his little notebook, raised his head and said, "Of course, after such a long time, it is impossible to tell whether this legend is true or not."

Wang Ye nodded and nodded.

More than 3000 years... It is still the incense of the whole Bazhou.

It seems... is also an old monster behind the scenes.

Old Yinbi was right.

The leader Ma Huizhi on the opposite side listened to the rumors of the little old man, without expression or explanation.

In fact...he knew that the old god was not the first founding leader!

Rather, the second term!

That is, Ma Qingyi, the closed disciple of the founding leader.

As for the changes involved in it, even if Ma Huizhi is the leader, he is also unknown.

Of course, none of this matters.

What's important is that the old god of his family is strong enough to deter Bazhou, that's enough.

"So, Daojun, without delay, let's go now." Ma Huizhi thought, since you know all the rumors, a strong man who has lived for more than 3000 years like a god, hehe, why don't you go.

Aren't you afraid?

but,
Wang Ye's expression was somewhat elusive to Ma Huizhi.

It made him feel a little surprised, as if to say... are you kidding me... this... is important?

"Ah? I didn't say I'm going either."

Wang Ye shook his head and stretched out his hand not to hit the smiling face, so he also maintained his superficial politeness and said, "Sorry, I'm very busy, let's talk when I have time."

"Huh?" Ma Huizhi was stunned for a moment.

Soon, he reacted.

This is because the other party looks down on him, let alone the god of Maijiao!

"You!" Ma Huizhi was a little angry, but he still managed to maintain a smile and continued:

"Mr. Dao, you have a tradition of never seeing visitors in Xiaolin Mountain... I understand it. Haha, it's just... the old god in the religion really has important things, and I want to invite Mr. Dao to take a look."

Ma Huizhi bit the words "Old Zunshen" very hard, as if to emphasize...it was not him who invited Wang Ye, but a terrifying existence who lived for more than 3000 years like an earthly god.

The words are already very clear, if you go, not only will it be beneficial, but you will also gain the friendship of Maijiao.

But, if you don't go, hehe...the consequences are not something you can afford.

"Hehe, I have made my words very clear." Wang Ye was expressionless, but his aura instantly became overwhelming.

Don't show your color, is this cat really a sick cat?
You're just a small character at the seventh level, you can't even beat my little Bei... trash...

"I'm not free, and I'm not in the mood to go. Master Mai, please go back."

boom!
An invisible flame pressure descended on Ma Huizhi's body.

"what?"

Ma Huizhi's body froze for a moment, and the huge flame pressure suppressed his figure, as if to forcibly push him down from the air into the ground.

In order to maintain face, the ghost and god energy in Ma Huizhi's body quickly rotated and increased.

Resist this unexplainable pressure!
At the same time, he felt that since the other party was merciless, then he... could only sneer as a response!

Then, a miraculous scene appeared.

Bearing the pressure on his shoulders, Ma Huizhi's teeth were chattering, his face was trembling, and he sneered intermittently and said cruel words:
: "Kou...heng...you...you wait...wait~1~."

(End of this chapter)