Tripod Reverses the Heaven

The words of the ancient style were sonorous and loud, which silenced more than a dozen saints in the hall on the spot.

Yes, when it comes to real value, Lei Di Jing doesn't know how many times higher than their decision to cut heaven.

Lei Di's sutra was created by Lei di. Even if it is not a real emperor's Sutra, it is at least a fairy Sutra.

If all the saints in Zifu have the opportunity to practice immortal Sutra, doesn't it mean that everyone will have the opportunity to go further in the future? The Saint King's ancestors may set foot in the immortal position by virtue of the immortal Sutra, and the great saints can even become the Saint King... If they are exchanged, Zifu will only make no loss.

Everyone looked at the ancient style, and some even showed heat and even greed.

Ziyang's eyes were also extremely complex. After a long time, he said to the ancient wind: "ancient wind, why do you want us to believe your sincerity? Lei Di's Sutra is extraordinary, let alone the eight wastelands. I'm afraid even in the holy land, it will cause crazy competition from others. "

With a slight bow again, Gu Feng replied seriously: "the master of Ziyang's family is right. The emperor's Sutra is indeed very important, but your house's decision to cut the sky can not be underestimated. If you think I've suffered a loss, take it as a remedy for the purple house. I hope the purple house and I can completely resolve their grievances. "

"So?" Ziyang nodded and meditated silently. Then he opened his mouth and said, "ancient wind, this matter is very important. We can't give you an answer for the time being. If not, why don't you stay in my purple mansion for two days and let's discuss it? "

"Then excuse me!"

Later, the ancient wind was taken away, which was just what he wanted.

He wants to invite the ancestor of the purple house to come out, but this must not be said in public in the hall, otherwise it will be dead. If you want to succeed, please move your ancestors. Ancient customs must talk to Ziyang or Zixu alone in private. Otherwise everything will stop.

The ancient wind left, but there was a quarrel in the hall, and everyone debated about this topic.

A great sage said: "in my opinion, we can't give up the Lei Di Sutra, but it's the lifeblood of our purple house. We can't give it to him. Even if we want to give him, we have to do something to make him unable to practice successfully. "

"Yes, yes, cutting the sky is our lifeblood and the foundation for us to stand proudly. We must not give it to the little beast."

"I also agree with this statement. We must not kill him..."

Those present here are the ancestors of the purple house. They are the masters of the whole purple house. After some discussion, more than half of the people have refused to pass it on to the ancient wind.

However, just at this time, a cold hum rang. It was Zixu: "do you want to be shameless? Our purple mansion has always acted openly and aboveboard. Since you are reluctant to cut the sky, you can't expect to get his thunder emperor Sutra. "

"What a rebellious thing is that? Even if it's not a real emperor's Sutra, it's also a fairy Sutra. If it really falls into our hands, our purple house will be more powerful. If we get out of the eight wastelands in time, we may be able to dominate the Dragon region! " He who contradicts Zixu is still a great saint.

He took a hard look at Zixu and continued in a cold voice: "who doesn't want to get the emperor's Sutra, the major forces of the eight wastelands? Since the boy dares to bring it to the door, why don't we take it? "

At this time, there were six great saints in the hall, but four stood as a united front against Ziyang and Zixu. The four great saints all approve of directly seizing the ancient Leidi Sutra.

Zifu, although it looks very powerful on the surface, it is choppy in the dark. Because Ziyang and Zixu had no children, people from other branches saw him as the head of the family. This is the real reason why Ziyang came up with such a contest to recruit relatives.

"Hum, Ziming and Zikou, what do you mean? Do you really think of yourself as robbers? Our purple mansion can't afford to lose this man! " Ziyang hummed coldly and resolutely disagreed with the ancient Lei Di Jing.

The man named Ziming is a great saint at the bottom left of his head. He represents a force and has been coveting his position as the head of his family. The man named Zikou, but a great saint sitting at the bottom right of him, represents another branch ethnic group. He has also coveted his master for a long time.

Ziming touched his beard with his hand, looked at Ziyang with extremely cold eyes and said, "Ziyang, this matter is related to the ten thousand year plan of our Zifu. I'm afraid you can't decide. If you refuse to compete for the Lei Di Jing for your family, then you simply give up the position of the master of the family, and you have to think about the interests of the family everywhere. "

"Presumptuous, Ziming, are you trying to force the palace? The master of the house was appointed by the old man himself. Are you qualified to do it if you want to? "

Zixu was angry. At this moment, he needed to stand firmly in front of his brother.

In fact, Ziyang's position as the head of the family has been coveted by these people for a long time. If he had not been standing firmly with his brother, Ziyang could not have faced so many provocations.

"Zixu, I think it's you who are presumptuous. In the final analysis, Ziming and I are still your elders. How can you shout like this? " Zikou quit and began to attack. The spear pointed at Zixu.

"Elders? Ha ha, joke. Don't act like an elder. Friars of our generation always talk about their seniority based on their strength. My brother and I are the first to set foot in the holy field... "

In fact, a big family like Zifu has chaotic relations and generations, so it is difficult to make a thorough understanding.

These great saints seem to have the same relationship, but in fact, their generations are likely to differ by more than a dozen generations. It is impossible for so many saints to appear in the same generation. Among the saints in the hall, only Ziyang and Zixu are real brothers. This is an anomaly and a miracle in Zifu and even the whole eight wastelands.

From the ancestors, Zifu has experienced the baptism of more than 100000 years, and its branches don't know how long they have extended. Even in Ziyun mountain, many people are not real legitimate, but some relatives. But then the strength became strong and changed to Zi.

It is even more difficult to clarify these generations. Therefore, there will be a theory of hierarchy based on cultivation.

Zixu's response was in place. On the spot, he made Zikou Ziming look blue and speechless.

At this time, Ziyang slowly got up and said to all the people: "let's go. This matter is very important. It's not only about the future of Zifu, but also about the reputation of Zifu. Let's take a long-term view. "

The voice fell, Ziyang left, and then Zixu also snorted coldly and disappeared.