Zhen Yuan and Hongyun are good friends, and they are also recognized as one of the members of the team of kind-hearted old people in the Honghua world. This is a kind of inherent impression. Faced with a situation where there is no way to advance, and Tian Da seems like a rope that gets tighter and tighter, he has no choice but to make himself a kind-hearted old person.
In actual practice, who hasn't gone through tribulations? It's just that they don't talk about it.
As Ji Fa collected the Chaos Bell, an angry expression involuntarily appeared on Zhen Yuanzi's face. This was his own thing!
Having worked hard to repair it and spent a large amount of rare materials, Zhen Yuanzi held a Banquet of the Ginseng Fruit, inviting numerous immortals to attend. He had hoped to clarify things in a straightforward manner. No one could have imagined that the chaotic bell, which not even the immortals taught by numerous sages, including Duobao Daojie, could be subdued, ended up in the hands of an ordinary disciple who had not yet attained enlightenment!
Zhen Yuanzi really couldn't see what Ji Fa's abilities were. Ji Fa had some human qi yun on him, but how was that? Guangchengzi's former disciples were still the Yellow Emperor of the Qixiang Dynasty! Zhen Yuanzi didn't even look up to the Yellow Emperor of Qixiang Dynasty, let alone Ji Fa.
He could only conclude that Yuan Shu Tianzun had intervened in the shadows, and he believed that Yu Qing Sheng was comparing himself to an ordinary disciple who had not yet become an immortal, which was an affront to him!
The expression on his face was too vivid, attracting the attention of all the immortals. He quickly composed himself.
In any case, no dissatisfaction should be generated towards the saint, endurance is the only way.
But that instant change in expression was still seen by the immortals.
He had only brushed past it before, without really touching it, but Deng Changyu could still feel the traces left by Zhen Yuanzi within the Chaos Bell.
This was equivalent to a 100-meter race. Zhen Yuanzi stood at the 99-meter mark and then let the immortals compete with him, calling it "fair". Whoever won the race would receive the Chaos Bell.
Now, as the contestant at the 99-meter mark, having had all the other seed candidates eliminated, and with only the last second remaining in the race when Ji Fa surged ahead, this outcome was too demoralizing. The elder felt his heart and mind were somewhat unstable.
Qing Feng and Ming Yue were even more terrified than their master. The two Daoist disciples clenched their fists tightly, as if with just one command from their master, they would activate the Grand Array of their essence world! Today's crowd of immortals couldn't leave one alive!
The atmosphere on the scene was heavy. Guangchengzi, as Ji Fa's master, broke the silence and grabbed Ji Fa, who had a slightly dazed expression, saying: "I will take you out and see who dares to interfere."
Ji Fa realized that he was like a child with gold in a crowded market, and even in the eyes of the immortals, he was weaker than the child. He didn't even need to mention the disciples directly taught by numerous sages, but even those who were not regarded as dignified could kill him and take his treasure.
At this moment, Ji Fa was indeed basking in the spotlight of public attention, but he would rather not have the solid determination to kill that was present in those eyes.
Ji Fa glanced in the direction of Deng Changyu almost by accident. Deng Changyu continued to eat the fruit, ignoring his gaze.
Guangchengzi exerted the pressure of a Great Emperor of Gold Immortal, causing the immortals in front to fall like wheat before a reaper, but more immortals surrounded them, including some disciples from the Five Mountains Monastery.
He turned his head and loudly asked Zhen Yuanzi: "Great Immortal, why must you force us to stay?"
Zhen Yuanzi was extremely good with the Shennong Sect, had been to the Jade True Palace multiple times, and was usually completely without formality. He could also converse with Guangchengzi, a younger disciple, on equal terms and sit together to discuss the Way. However, at this moment, he was really on the verge of losing his mind. His plans and schemes were not difficult to guess. The result at this moment made him a laughingstock in Honghua.
There is no such saying as "losing both the wife and the soldiers," but today's event could at least make the immortals in Honghua laugh for a eon.
Saints care about face, and Zunmortals also care about it.
His face remained expressionless, silent, and he gave no response to Guangchengzi's question.
"Brother, don't worry, I will take care of Ji Shishun and open the way for you." Suddenly, a Yin-Yang mirror appeared on Chisheng's forehead. Whoever got close to it would be exposed to the dark side of the mirror, and whoever it was would die.
Chisheng walked in the front. He was dressed in the eight-trigram purple sash immortal clothes, with a relaxed expression on his face. As he took a step out, his left foot was about to cross the main hall door when a fierce sword light flashed from above and down like a waterfall.
The ferocity of this sword strike was beyond imagination. Chisheng knew he would be attacked, but he never expected...
In fact, he never expected such an intense attack of this level.
The defense of the Eight Trigram Purple Sash Immortal clothes was pushed to its limit, with the golden trigram symbols shining brightly. However, the sword light still sliced through his defense as easily as cutting tofu. More importantly, it also cut off the left foot Cloud Shoe in the shape of a Cloud Going as It Wishes.
The toes were not injured, but at this moment, having the toes peeking out through the Cloud Shoe was even more embarrassing than being wounded.
Chisheng turned around abruptly, and the Flame Saint Mother laughed loudly.
Guangchengzi, Taixi Zhenren, and Cihang Daoren, as well as various figures such as the Grand Master of the Jade Treasures and the Daoist Dazun, all took out their own treasure artifacts. They stared seriously at Duobao Daojie, who was incanting a spell and using hand gestures.
An untold amount of heavy sword qi escaped from this master of the Jie sect.
Duobao Daojie spoke calmly: "Gentlemen, it is better to explain the situation clearly."
The Xuanjiao immortals glared at him angrily, how dare he? Was he planning to die along with the Xuanjiao in a desperate struggle here?
Cihang Daoren traced patterns in the air with his fingers, from point to surface. Through the water vapor, he saw Duobao's arrangement.
Suddenly, the heaven and earth spiritual energy in the main hall had been controlled by four extremely sharp sword qi. Foreigners couldn't see it, but they understood it.
Zhuxian Sword Array?!
Why would Duobao Daojie set up the Zhuxian Sword Formation at the Wuzhuang Monastery? Does Zhen Yuanzi know about this? Are the formation diagram and the four Zhuxian swords from Tongtian Zongshu?
The Zhuxian Sword in the east was filled with ominous energy. It seemed that there was endless sinister aura rotating around the gate of the formation. Just one glance, and the soul would be trembling greatly.
The Lushan Sword hung in the south, its crimson blade curved and coiled like a snake, with an overwhelming sense of sword intent. There was also an intermittent wailing sound of immortals as if from afar.
The Tanxian Sword was in the northwest. It was the same sword that had cut off Chisheng's Cloud Shoe earlier. The blade was incredibly heavy, as if one swing of it could wipe out all life in Honghua.
The Juexian Sword was in the north. Endless black qi covered the space, not letting a single fragment of light escape. Even a divine essence that was projected in would be shattered by the endless murderous intent within it.
Maitreya continued to laugh, but his expression was slightly rigid. Dashizhi furrowed his brow in thought, while the Pharma Master cast a glance at Deng Changyu and then remained seated without moving.
"Teacher, should we go out to fight?" Na Zhao held the Flame Dragon Spear, carried the Qiankun Mirror on his shoulder, and had the Heaven and Earth Ring wrapped around his arm. At this moment, he asked with an excited tone.
Deng Changyu also glanced at the Western Religion's side twice, putting away her previous casualness. The appearance of the Zhuxian Sword Array shattered her mood of watching, why has it come to this?
Her right hand fingers quickly moved, using the Ruler of the Heavens to calculate the power of this grand formation and her chances of running out.
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