Nezha held his head with both hands, his mouth chewing on a dog's tail grass, looking very relaxed.
Deng Chanyao was very casual, her steps light and quick, but the distance of each step was just right, and no one could find any fault with it.
"Senior Brother's move is far from wise," said the White Crane Youth softly just before entering the great hall.
Deng Chanyu laughed: "It was your teacher who started the dispute, so he can scold me, but I can't fight back? What a show of strength, what a domineering attitude."
Just before entering the great gate, she coughed, and Na Zha immediately straightened his face, put the dog's tail grass into his waistband, and his face was full of reverence.
Deng Chanyao straightened her clothing, entered the great hall, and without looking around, directly performed a grand obeisance: "The disciple of Wa Palace, Deng Chanyao, greets the Jade Pure Saint. May the Saint's venerable life have boundless longevity!"
Na Zha had no qualifications to speak in front of the saint, so he followed in respectful bows.
In the great hall were Xianluo in the South Pole, Guangcheng Zi, Ch*i* and Qingxu Daozhe Jun, the four immortals who were actually preaching as if it were important. It was not clear whether they meant to exert their authority. Regardless of that, their faces indicated they had no intention of getting up to greet Deng Chanyao. Even though Bai He had gone to meet people, do you not know? It's just one word: pretend!
If you want to pretend, then let me let you keep pretending!
Deng Chanyao performed a grand obeisance without hesitation, causing the four Xuanjiao immortals to be frightened and rush to their feet. Qingxu Daozhe Jun was a bit slow in reacting, rolling and crawling, his sky cap falling off. Only then did he awkwardly make way for her front.
This is a respect that cannot be accepted. To put it lightly, it's a sign of immaturity. To put it more seriously, they are paying respect to the Jade Pure Saint. You are sitting there nonchalantly; are you the Jade Pure Saint? Can you bear the name, life essence, and karmic consequences of a saint?
The tone of Xianluo in the South Pole was neither light nor heavy, and it gave the impression of being bathed in a spring breeze.
"Sister Deng's reverence for the saint can serve as a model for the Xuan Gate, but unfortunately, my master is not at the Jade Pure Palace today. We dare not accept Sister Deng's grand obeisance."
Deng Chanyao stood up and cautiously glanced at the main seat twice.
Xianluo in the South Pole raised his long eyebrows: "Sister Deng, if you don't believe me, are you thinking that I'm lying?"
Deng Chanyao said with a double meaning: "Just now, Chanyao was filled with excitement. After entering the great hall, she lost her composure and blurred her senses. She saw Master Xianluo's figure and appearance, which reminded her greatly of the Jade Pure Saint. That's why she made a mistake and mistook him for the Jade Pure Saint. Please forgive me, Master Xianluo."
That Xianluo in the South Pole resembles Yuan Shihou, this can be interpreted in either a good or bad way. It also has the issue of Xianluo urging her to repair the land veins, well, you're not a saint, right? How grandiose your demeanor is. I thought you were!
Xianluo in the South Pole replied with a tone that was neither solemn nor cheerful, "Sister Deng is young and inexperienced. Making a mistake once in a while is understandable."
Deng Chanyao replied sternly, "Brother Xianluo, with your boundless lifespan and high moral standing, you are perfectly suited to serve as the leader of the Xuan Gate."
Regarding cultivation, Duo Bao's cultivation was far ahead, and regarding the inheritance of the Xuan Gate, the Grand Master of the Xuantu Temple was a true disciple of Taiguan and a true heir to the Three Sects. Neither Brother Xianluo nor these two can compare to him.
And since there is the saying, "The leader of the Xuan Gate, transforms one breath into Hongjun," the leader of the Xuan Gate can only be one. Even the Saint of Taqing dare not claim to be the leader of the Xuan Gate; let alone Brother Xianluo.
Both parties are locked in a confrontation, with their words carrying a sharp edge.
Guangcheng Zi, Ch*i*, and Qingxu Daozhe Jun each had a different expression, and the style of the twelve Xuanjiao immortals immediately emerged. It turned out that they were not coming for me? Why didn't you say so earlier? Enjoy the show! Enjoy the show!
Xianluo in the South Pole usually speaks very little. He indeed meant to imitate the immovable nature of the Jade Pure Saint's eight winds. At this moment, he was unwilling to engage in a verbal dispute over who is right or wrong, as it serves no purpose.
He directly addressed the topic: "Sister Deng, coming from afar to the Jade Pure Palace, I wonder what important matter you have?"
Deng Chanyao reached out and grabbed Shen Gong Le, pulling him in front of her as if he were a prop: "Earlier on the road, I encountered this Shen Dao Friend. Shen Dao Friend invited me to make a guest in the East Sea. Observing the entangled karmic lines on Shen Dao Friend's body, and seeing the fierce kill intent looming above the East Sea, with most of it directed towards Jiejiao, I am unsure if it contains any arrangements made by Brother Xianluo. Therefore, I dare to come here to explain this matter. If there is any offense, please forgive me, Brother Xianluo."
Don't say anything else; first, let's put the blame for the assassination of Jiejiao disciples on the head of Xianluo.
Xianluo glanced at Shen Gong Le and, in the next moment, his Zhunsheng power flowed into his eyes. Relying on his own road of blessings and longevity, he was indeed able to see the numerous karmic lines on Shen Gong Le's body, which were indeed as Deng Chanyao described them, pointing towards Jiejiao.
It's true that there is conflict between the Xuanjiao and Jiejiao sects, but the Xuanjiao has never said to kill Jiejiao disciples without mercy. With such heavy karmic entanglements, there must be a problem.
However, this matter has nothing to do with him, Xianluo in the South Pole, and he has no intention of taking it upon himself.
He waved his hand, trying to dispel the binding spell and then let Shen Gong Le explain it by himself.
With this action, he immediately sensed there was a problem. Oh no! He couldn't break the binding spell!
This was the result of Deng Chanyao using the profound voice of the Dao and arguing with Shen Gong Le for half a day.
The profound voice of the Dao is something even Yuan Feng and Kun Peng consider extremely good and valuable. Brother Xianluo may be experienced and powerful, but compared to these two, he is clearly not up to par.
Deng Chanyao asked in surprise, "Brother, what are you doing? Do you think there are mosquitoes and flies on Shen Dao Friend, and you're helping to drive them away?"
Na Zha whispered, "Master, it seems Brother Xianluo wants to unbind Shen Gong Le. Brother Xianluo seems to have profound cultivation, and Master's binding spell can't possibly be effective."
He kicked Shen Gong Le's calf in front of everyone.
The force of the kick was used with great skill. Shen Gong Le, as if made of wood, shuffled forward two feet without changing his body posture at all.
Na Zha shouted in a childish voice, "Wow, wow, Brother Xianluo didn't even manage to break a simple binding spell? Hahaha."
Xianluo in the South Pole's face was very unpleasant, and his mind was filled with various thoughts, pondering the binding technique used by Deng Chanyao.
Firstly, he ruled out the issue of cultivation, as there is a significant gap in their cultivation levels. This must be a very skillful form of binding spell.
Na Zha continued to play on his childlike innocence, "Brother Xianluo's face changes so quickly, he's getting anxious! He's getting anxious!"
Xianluo in the South Pole was also decisive. Upon realizing that he couldn't simply dispel this binding spell with a wave of his hand, he unleashed a powerful strike with his palm, directing a torrent of profound force at Shen Gong Le's meridians. Since he didn't know where the enemy was hidden, he decided to dismantle the entire building.
Shen Gong Le's forty years of rigorous cultivation was shattered, and the blood he spat out stained a large area of the jade steps red.
Subsequently, an even more embarrassing thing happened to Xianluo in the South Pole.
Shen Gong Le was severely injured and close to death, but after falling, he somehow maintained the same posture as when he was riding a cloud.
Deng Chanyao smiled but did not speak, implying: "You really think so little of Pan Gu, don't you?"
As long as there is a sound in the Honghuang, as long as the main body of the Honghuang is still created by Pangu, the influence of the Dao will never disappear. Even severe injury or near death cannot escape its control.
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