The origin of the heavens: the cold light destroys the world, and all sentient beings are destroyed.

In front of one of the mission halls, the old man of the grandmaster who had chattered with Liu Weiyang several times, his old face covered with chrysanthemum-like folds, was also full of shock.

Even if Liu Weiyang changed his clothes, it was only half a month, and he couldn't recognize it.

Because Liu Weiyang transformed for more than ten days, it was only half a month.

In the past half a month, the old man also heard that it seemed that there was something wrong with Liu Weiyang, and a large number of outer disciples of the sect had accepted the task of finding Liu Weiyang.

He never dreamed that the problem would be so scary.

Standing in the air out of thin air, in this world of immortal cultivation, only above the realm of Jindan.

If he was not mistaken, the one who appeared a second ago was the ancestor of the Qinghui Sect in the sky, which was the legendary Yuan Infant True Monarch.

But he actually called Daoyou, wouldn't that Liu Weiyang be...

"You... Eight-year-old mortal?

Impossible, how could mortals..." The

gray-robed old ancestor's eyes widened, he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

Liu Weiyang's age, he could see at a glance.

Because immortal cultivators have reached a certain realm, they cannot judge their age from their appearance, and they naturally have their own methods for looking at age.

Although it is not completely accurate, it is still possible to guess the age between mortals.

Because Liu Weiyang is not an immortal cultivator, without the spiritual root of an immortal cultivator, it means that he has no attribute bias, and he is naturally automatically classified as a mortal.

But mortals would never have appeared at that speed, and mortals could never stand in the air.

Liu Weiyang didn't understand how he judged it, but it didn't matter.

With hatred in his eyes, Liu Weiyang asked with murderous intent: "That's right, I'm an eight-year-old mortal."

Old stuff, are you surprised? Liu

Weiyang didn't agree that he was one of the so-called immortal cultivators.

He is a mortal, a mortal with his own adventures.

He really wanted to see what kind of expression he had when the high immortal cultivator was slaughtered by mortals.

Hearing the killing intent in Liu Weiyang's tone, the gray-robed old man frowned and said, "This Daoist, my Qinghui Sect, is there something to offend?"

Liu Weiyang yin and yang smiled strangely: "Hehe, of course not!"

How could the Immortal Cultivation Sect that was high up offend mortals?

Even if you really offend, you won't take it seriously, will you?

It's like when a mortal walks, he unintentionally steps on an ant.

Don't say that you didn't notice it at all, even if you did, would you apologize to the ants? The

old man's eyebrows jumped, if it weren't for the spiritual sense just now, crushing it like a monstrous flood, he would have wanted to go crazy.

The gray-robed old man said lightly: "Daoist, there is something to say, there is nothing that cannot be solved, it is time to apologize, and my Qinghui Sect apologizes." Although

Liu Weiyang's cultivation may be higher than his, he is not afraid of Liu Weiyang.

The Qinghui Sect is not a small sect.

As one of the three high-level immortal cultivation sects of Blue Mercury, the inheritance is very ancient, and there are countless predecessors who have stepped on the starry sky, and the Qinghui Sect of this planet is just one of the sub-sects.

He is just an old ancestor whose potential has been exhausted and guards the sect, just an old ancestor.

Therefore, no matter what Liu Weiyang came from, Qinghui Sect dared to say a word without fear.

Liu Weiyang said lightly: "Okay, since you want to apologize, there is no problem."

Hand over your head, and I can leave a legacy to your Qinghui Sect!" "

Presumptuous!"

The gray-robed old man stretched out his hand angrily, knotted the magic seal in his hand, and pointed at Liu Weiyang.

In Liu Weiyang's heart's eyes, the earthy yellow aura in the sky was attracted to his handprint, instantly forming a three-dimensional mountain pattern with flashing internal runes.

The mountain peak flew towards Liu Weiyang under the change of the handprint, and Liu Weiyang had a feeling of being locked.

It was as if no matter how he went up to the Yellow Spring in the nine heavens, he would be smashed by this mountain.

And in the naked eye, the mountain peak did appear, bare all stone, but inexplicably felt very solid.

Liu Weiyang raised his hand and slapped it, and this slap used all his strength.

Although he suspected that the old man was tentatively attacking and wanted to try his jin taels, Liu Weiyang was not interested in temptation.

The lion fighting rabbit also used all his strength, and Liu Weiyang was not sure how much of a disadvantage his reckless attack was compared to this obviously subtle attack of others.

As Liu Weiyang slapped out, a colorful palm print detached from his hand, absorbing the aura of all attributes in flight, becoming larger and larger.

The moment it collided with the peak, the palm was almost twice as large as the peak.

"Boom..." The

mountain peak was hit and exploded, turning into a heavenly aura and dissipating in the air.

Liu Weiyang's palm print shrank by about a third and continued to shoot towards the old man.

The old man changed color, his hands were sealed, and a larger mountain re-formed, colliding with Liu Weiyang's palm, and finally almost canceled.

The last point of the illusory palm the size of three feet was slapped apart by the old man's sleeves.

The first tentative attack of the old man did not use full strength, and the second time should be almost full force.

Liu Weiyang didn't make a second move, he already understood that his current offensive ability was not under the orthodox immortal cultivators.

However, the other party has not yet used the magic weapon, and if you don't use a throwing knife, it is difficult to say a life and death battle.

In the air close to the ground, the formations flickered, and the fierce wind formed by the raging aura was absorbed, and it did not affect any buildings on the ground.

It's a long story, this time the trick didn't take a few seconds.

The old man shook his hand forcefully and said, "Daoist, my Qinghui Sect is not so easy to bully.

Liu Weiyang squinted, his face full of murderous anger, did not hide his hatred, and asked: "I heard a saying that within the jurisdiction of your Qinghui Sect, if a mortal village has not produced a disciple with a spiritual root for a hundred years, he will let the outer disciples notify the local robbers or mountain thieves to slaughter the village!"

Kill all the old and weak women and children, leaving only the men, and force them to join other villages, in short, continue to find other women to give birth to children with spiritual roots.

Is this statement true or false?!

The old man was stunned for a moment, and then said without care: "Is there such a thing, the convention is so, and it's not my Qinghui Sect that does this, Daoist friends are for this thing?"

"Good one for this!"

Liu Weiyang laughed angrily, his expression slightly distorted: "But I, a mortal, happen to come from a certain village!"

"Daoist, I never thought that you were from our Qinghui Sect, a mortal village within its jurisdiction.

You didn't join my Qinghui Sect, this is really a loss for my Qinghui Sect.

However, in the realm of Daoist friends like you and me, do you still care about mortals?

If the Taoist friend is here to ask for compensation, then ask the Taoist friend to say the number, and my Qinghui Sect should be satisfied!

The old man thought to himself, as long as Liu Weiyang was not too excessive.

After this matter passes, find out Liu Weiyang's background.

Blackmail came to the head of Qinghui Sect, really ate bear heart leopard gall!

From beginning to end, the old man never thought that Liu Weiyang really came to seek revenge on Qinghuizong for mortals.