The heaven-defying enlightenment, the hundredth level of Mingyu Gong, shocked Yao Yue

"Mother-in-law always favors you!"

"You don't go, I go!"

After saying this, the figure left the ancient tomb with determination.

Under the dim moonlight.

The iceberg-like figure was stunned for a while, and then the sound of low sobs echoed throughout the quiet tomb.

……

"Another thirty miles to the east is Quanzhen. It's getting late today, Immortal Su, let's rest here!"

In a remote inn, Zhou Botong looked at Su Changfeng with great respect.

Su Changfeng had no objection.

This place is considered clean, and he nodded:

"Please!" Li.

Chapter 170 Huang Lao Xie is captured, Little Mo Chou leaves the ancient tomb for the first time

The next day.

Su Changfeng followed Zhou Botong and left the inn and headed towards Quanzhen Sect.

at this time.

The Quanzhen Sect has been surrounded by people from Baituo Villa.

In Zhongnan Mountain, Chongyang Palace was in a mess.

Except for the immortal Liu Chuxuan, the other seven Quanzhen disciples all went traveling around.

It just so happened that the immortal Liu Chuxuan was also in seclusion at this time, and the person in charge outside was Yin Zhiping, a disciple of Changchun Zhenren.

His face flushed red, and with a bit of anger, he looked at the man from Baituo Villa in front of him, who was wearing a white scarf and looked like an outsider:

"You are a bunch of uncivilized people from outside this region, and you are a bunch of scoundrels in the martial arts world. You dare to bark in my Chongyang Palace and bully me because there is no one in Quanzhen!"

As he spoke, he raised the long sword in his hand and roared at everyone in Baituo Villa:

"Fight me to the death if you have the guts!"

Yin Zhiping has learned the true teachings of Qiu Chuji and has made some progress in the Quanzhen sword technique. Ordinary so-called heroes of the martial arts world cannot last more than half a round in front of him.

But the people from Baituo Villa in front of them were obviously veterans of the world.

One by one they started to shout:

"The Quanzhen Taoist priests beat people up. What a bunch of idiots, their noses are pointed in the air!"

"I hit someone!"

After a lot of shouting, people around who didn't know the truth also looked over.

Yin Zhiping was almost furious.

The leader of the White Camel Villa had a white scarf wrapped around his head and a strange black square scarf on his face, and he spoke in a strange accent.

"Hand over the Nine Yin Manual, or I will burn down your Zhongnan Mountain today!"

Yin Zhiping's eyes were gloomy.

As the core of the third generation of disciples, he knew the Nine Yin Scriptures.

But before his death, Wang Chongyang ordered that no Quanzhen disciple was allowed to practice the Nine Yin Scriptures.

He even directly asked Zhou Botong to take the Nine Yin Scriptures and hide away.

Not to mention him, Yin Zhiping.

“Six, seven, seven” means that even his master, Changchun Zhenren Qiu Chuji, had never practiced the Nine Yin Scriptures.

He immediately thought that this person was making trouble and snorted coldly:

"We don't have any Nine Yin Manuals here. You can look for it wherever you want. Don't blame me for being rude if you block me here!"

The people from Baituo Villa received a letter from Ouyang Feng via carrier pigeon. Ouyang Feng asked them to cause trouble here, so how could they leave easily?

It was written on the carrier pigeon letter.

Ouyang Feng will arrive soon.

It must be delayed until then.

He was unhappy on the spot:

"How rude of you to treat me in front of everyone!"

Yin Zhiping's face turned green with anger.

After all, the Quanzhen Sect still relies on the incense from the surrounding area. Now is the time of the gathering, and people are hacked to death in front of the people. The people don’t care who is good or bad, as long as someone dies, they will immediately run for their lives.

Besides, the people in Baituo Villa are not without good fighters. There are seven or eight of them who are at the same level as himself. His group of senior brothers have gone down the mountain to pray for blessings. Once a fight breaks out, it will be difficult to end!

If you are not careful, you will get yourself into trouble.

He was gritting his teeth, while the people in Baituo Villa were extremely proud.

Normally, the people from White Camel Villa wouldn't dare to come to Quanzhen Sect and make such a fuss.

This time he had Ouyang Feng's permission, and he also heard that six of the Seven Quanzhen Masters had not returned, so he was so arrogant.

Just about to put on some more face.

Suddenly, I felt Yin Zhiping's face in front of me change drastically, from anger to surprise, and then a hint of surprise.

His eyes were fixed straight behind him, and the people in Baituo Villa had not yet reacted.

The huge fist hit him directly on the back.

Then, an angry voice was heard:

"Don't be soft-hearted when dealing with these people. Just keep killing them!"

Zhou Botong had a simple mind, but he was not stupid. Looking at the group of martial artists from Baituo Villa, he raised his hand and used the Changming Fist without any hesitation, knocking one of them through with one punch. The power of the grandmaster was so terrifying.

The people at Baituo Villa didn't even have a chance to resist.

After the fists and feet were fighting, several masters of Baituo Villa looked at them unfriendly. One of them was about to speak when he was slapped and flew away.

The powerful internal force directly broke off half of his face. Zhou Botong looked murderous, activated his internal force, and roared:

"Get out of here!"

One of the masters of Baituo Villa held his breath and fiercely said to Zhou Botong:

"Where did you come from, you old dog? Do you know who is behind us? I am one of the five great masters in the world. If you dare to meddle in today's affairs, don't blame me then..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhou Botong stepped on his chest.

Under the strong pressure of his internal force, the master spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes rolled back and he died.

Zhou Botong looked at the other masters tyrannically:

"That old toad has been crushed to pieces. Get out of here if you don't want to die!"

Everyone in Baituo Villa was terrified and left in shame with their tails between their legs.

Su Changfeng looked at the group of people walking away and shook his head:

"From the looks of them, they don't look like they'll give up."

Zhou Botong put on a smiling face, without any of the murderous aura from before, and looked at the backs of the group of people with disdain:

"Even with the combined efforts of the entire Baituo Villa, only Ouyang Ke was able to emerge. The rest are just ordinary people. Most of the third-generation disciples went down the mountain to pray for blessings during this gathering, and most of my nephews also traveled and never returned!"

Looking at Zhou Botong's expression changing rapidly and listening to his respectful tone, Yin Zhiping, who was standing aside, felt a little at a loss.

Who is this handsome young man?

He actually made his uncle-master so respectful to him.

I stood there for a moment, not knowing what to call him.

Zhou Botong rolled his eyes:

"What are you standing there for? Come and see Immortal Su!"

Yin Zhiping was stunned. God?

This senior is called a god?

Zhou Botong dragged Yin Zhiping to Su Changfeng:

"I'm going to call you Immortal Su, what are you doing standing there?"

Yin Zhiping was stunned again and again.

All my uncle masters are called gods.

Then should I call myself the Immortal Ancestor?

Opened his mouth.

Looking at Su Changfeng's overly young face and his more extraordinary temperament than hers, she called out:

"The Immortal Ancestor."

Zhou Botong was stunned for a moment, then he punched him:

"What kind of name is that? Just call yourself a god!"

Fearing that Su Changfeng would be unhappy, Zhou Botong leaned closer and said:

"Su Shenxian, all of my senior brother's disciples are like this. They practice Taoism and martial arts and their brains are all screwed. Please don't be surprised!"

Su Changfeng didn't care about these things. He came to Quanzhen just for the Quanzhen scriptures. He waved his hand:

"It doesn't matter."

He turned around and looked at Zhou Botong:

“Where is the collection now?”

Zhou Botong scratched his head and pointed at Chongyang Palace:

"In the back hills!"

Su Changfeng nodded:

"Then I will go and watch..."

Before he could finish his words, he felt a commotion at the foot of the mountain and looked over there with a frown.

The white camel mountain gangsters who had just gathered at the foot of the mountain were now forming a circle and laughing non-stop.

Su Changfeng used his eyes to gather spiritual energy and his vision could reach several miles away. When he looked down, he saw a beautiful figure surrounded by the group of wanderers from Mount Baitou, holding a long sword in her hand with trembling hands.

……

"Master Huang has great inner strength, but unfortunately the technique I practice is special and slightly better than yours. Today, Master Huang should accept my invitation!"

Xiang Wentian pressed his fingers down tightly, and the internal force in his body burst out again.

Huang Lao Xie was caught off guard and was knocked back several steps, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

His eyes were dull.

Oops!

Who is this person? He is obviously one step behind me, but his internal strength is like the deep ocean. What's going on?

The palm in his hand turned into a sword, two fingers stood alone, and when he shook one finger, sword energy seemed to burst out.

"go with!"

The sword energy was like clouds, and although its momentum was not urgent, it covered a very wide area like a shadow. Xiang Wentian, who was standing there, had nowhere to hide.

But Xiang Wentian was not afraid.

He swung his fists forward, creating a shadow, and instantly there was a buzzing sound.

Huang Lao Xie felt a little regretful.

I regret that after achieving unity between man and nature, I became so arrogant and looked down on everyone. If I had been prepared, at least I would have been able to escape unscathed today.