Chapter 837 Hong Jun Patriarch

On the top of Doujian Peak, on a ring surrounded by formations, two guardians wearing the costumes of Wanjianmen are driving their flying swords to fight fiercely in one place, causing the flashes of inspiration to appear from time to time, and the sound of clashing sword tactics can be heard endlessly .

In the east, west and south of the arena, there were the foundation-building disciples of Wanjianmen sitting cross-legged, the low-level disciples who came to watch the ceremony, and dozens of Dandan guardians of Wanjianmen participating in the sword fight.

To the north stands a pavilion overflowing with precious light, not only the elders of the various halls of Wanjianmen sit, but also the elders of Yuanying from more than ten sects in the surrounding state capitals.

But whether it is the elders of the various halls or the Yuanying of other schools, they can only sit on the second floor at this time, and the only seat on the third floor is vacant, and no one dares to approach.

"Brother Tong, those dozens of disciples who participated in the century-old sword fight should be the mainstay of Wanjianmen in the future.

Hehe, at the age of more than a hundred years, he has advanced to the alchemy stage, and it is really good to enjoy the shade with his back against a big tree! "

Among the distinguished guests, a skinny old man with a stern face sneered at the Nascent Soul cultivator beside him.

"With outstanding talent and abundant resources, forming alchemy at the age of 100 is not such a surprising thing.

However, those who are not Nascent Soul are just ants after all, and cannot support a large sect. "

Tong Qilin was expressionless and authentic, his eyes flickering with anger.

"Jie Jie, brother Tong is very right.

The Hongjun patriarch has not shown up for more than a hundred years since the great war. If he is here, he should attend such a major event as the selection of the head of his sect. Otherwise, how can the new head be appointed? Convincing the public! "

Not far away, an old man in a soap robe with a devilish aura pointed out something authentic.

"That's right, we are also thinking about the future of Wan Jianmen, and we should give some advice then."

"Hey, everyone has said so, so Gu is one of them."

After being started, the Yuanying elders of these other sects became angry one after another, and they did not dare to oppose Wan Jianmen openly. After all, Luo Hong's reputation was too strong, so they wanted to force Luo Hong in this way of persuasion show up.

No matter how great the prestige is, it has to be useful on living people!

Luo Hong hasn't shown himself for more than a hundred years, so it's no wonder that these long-suffering sects suspect that he has been injured and resigned.

But what's too much is that they didn't transmit sound when they talked, and they didn't cast spells like soundproof covers. They were talking in front of all the hall masters of Wanjianmen.

This can be regarded as a kind of humiliation!

"Pavilion Master Wang, I'm afraid we won't be able to suppress these people, why don't you go back to the mountain and try to ask the ancestor to leave the customs?"

The old man surnamed Song said with an ugly face.

"It's useless to run a few more times. With the supernatural power of the ancestor, how could he not know what happened here? Since he didn't show up now, no matter who goes, he can't be invited.

For the current plan, the only way is to send someone to summon Lei Yinzong, and ask Master Yanjing to help. "

Ever since he took Wudao Wine, Wang Hu seemed to have opened up his mind. He practiced Tiangang Sword Jue with ease. With the contribution of wine making, he obtained a Diyuan Pill. The leader of the sword gate, he no longer has the reckless spirit of the past.

"Hey, if we knew this earlier, we should have obeyed the arrangement of our ancestors and focused on cultivating disciples instead of expanding our power."

The old man surnamed Song had a bitter and authentic face.

"It was really helpless for us to make this decision back then. The surrounding sects stuffed meat into our mouths to test us. If we don't respond, I'm afraid we won't be able to maintain the stability of the century. How can we talk about completing the ancestors?" assigned task."

Speaking of this matter, Wang Hu also had a headache. After all, he was born as a casual cultivator, and he didn't understand the twists and turns of the aristocratic sect. He was forced to take the first bite, and the situation was out of his control.

Back then, not daring to expand would be considered a guilty conscience and lack of confidence, but as long as it did not attract people's interests, it would not attract people to attack.

And after the massive expansion, although it can gain stability for a period of time, it will usher in the danger of today's factions forcing the palace.

If they were resourceful, they would definitely choose the former strategy of forbearance, but after all, Wang Hu and the others became monks halfway, they didn't recognize the situation for a while, and chose the road of drinking poison to quench their thirst, and now is the time for the poison to come out.

Fortunately, Wang Hu is not without growth. Now that he thinks about it carefully, he faintly feels that there are other hands behind this matter.

It's just that he has no idea who the black hand is.

Most sword repair fights are based on attack against attack, so the outcome is known very quickly. In just three days, hundreds of fights have all come to an end.

In the end, the first place in the century-old sword fight was won by Qi Shanshan, who is now at the peak of the early stage of alchemy.

In other words, she will be the head of Wanjianmen from now on!

Jianxiu speaks with the sword in his hand, since Qi Shanshan has defeated all the same sects in the sect with the sword, no one will be dissatisfied, and those defeated alchemy guards also congratulate.

However, when the grand ceremony was about to be held, the Yuanying elders of the other faction headed by Tong Qilin directly blocked Qi Shanshan's way.

"Senior Tong, what do you mean? Are you going to make trouble during the grand ceremony of our sect?!"

Wang Hu secretly clasped the battle array in his sleeves, stood up abruptly and shouted angrily.

"Pavilion Master Wang, this is serious. We are also thinking about Wan Jianmen. We also invite the ancestors of the noble family to preside over the grand ceremony. Otherwise, how can the new head be able to convince everyone?"

Tong Qilin smiled brightly and said with a kind look.

"Senior Tong's words are ridiculous, and whether you are convinced or not, you have the final say!"

Qi Shanshan was unexpectedly tough at this time, she sacrificed her natal flying sword, and said in a deep voice.

"That's right, I waited for the monks of Wanjianmen to say nothing, how can you allow outsiders to point and point here!"

After Qi Shanshan's death, Hou Jin and Qin Li, who had won the second place in the century-old sword fight and Tanhua, took a few steps forward at the same time, echoing angrily.

"The younger generation is presumptuous, how dare you talk to us like this, today Gu will teach you a lesson for your ancestor!"

These Nascent Soul elders have never been treated like this by the monks who formed the alchemy, even if someone shouted angrily.

Even if there is a disagreement, they will make things difficult for Qi Shanshan and the three of them.

But the strange thing is that even in the face of the spiritual pressure of the Nascent Soul cultivator, the three of them showed no trace of fear on their faces.

Seeing someone make a move, Qin Li's eyes flashed coldly, and with a pinch of his sword finger, he took out a pink-patterned talisman.

Immediately afterwards, without saying a word, he threw this talisman towards the monk surnamed Gu.

I saw that the talisman burned instantly in the air, but there was nothing unusual immediately, but the Nascent Soul monks, including Tong Qilin, all felt a palpitation at the same time.

After a few breaths, the Nascent Soul cultivator who came back to his senses found that Gu Changfeng, who had just shouted to kill Qi Shanshan and the other three, was standing still at this moment.

"Dead! Brother Gu is dead!"

"What! How is this possible!"

"It's that talisman! Capture them quickly!"

The stern old man shouted loudly, reminding everyone.

However, just when everyone was moving, he quietly took a few steps back so that he would not be so conspicuous.

"I'll see who dares to move!"

Seeing this, Qi Shanshan also shouted loudly, and Hou Jin who was at the side each took out a talisman.

All the Nascent Soul cultivators froze instantly, not daring to step forward, and all looked at the three of them with anger and fear in their eyes.

"One talisman kills the Nascent Soul cultivator. The ancestor of Hong Jun really deserves his reputation, but judging by your appearance, there should only be these two talismans left. How can we deal with so many of us?"

Tong Qilin's expression was ferocious.

"It's true that I can't deal with all of you, but the first two will definitely die!"

Hou Jin was also fighting at this time, with a fierce face on his face.

These three talismans were opened from the secret box left by their ancestors, and indeed there were not more, but even if there was only one left, it was enough to deter these other sects of Nascent Souls at this time.

Seeing that people were killed, Wang Hu immediately stopped hesitating and activated the mountain protection formation as soon as he was urged by mana.

For a moment, sword qi raged from all directions, and the sky and the ground were full of murderous intent!

"Jie Jie, junior, the talismans in your hands are really powerful, but unfortunately, your cultivation base is too low, let me down!"

A sinister laugh suddenly came from behind the crowd, and at some time, a black pot appeared in the stern old man's hand, and wisps of green smoke floated out of it, and quickly melted into the air.

Immediately, the three of Qi Shanshan felt dizzy and couldn't concentrate their consciousness, so naturally they couldn't use the magic talisman in their hands.

Seeing their embarrassment, the group of Nascent Soul cultivators couldn't help but become murderous. After all, the ancestor of Wanjianmen didn't show up at this stage. Obviously, the other party has either died or had a serious problem. They don't need to worry about it anymore. up.

"Junior, weren't you very arrogant just now? I want to see if your bones are as hard as your mouth!"

"Oh? I'm also very curious, who's bones can be softer than the mouth, why don't you show me."

Suddenly, an unfamiliar male voice came from the other side of the pavilion, and the mana fluctuations contained in it made all the Nascent Soul monks shiver.

At the same time, a name that made people think of fear emerged in their hearts.

Ancestor Hongjun!

The next moment, everyone followed the prestige, and saw a young man on the main seat on the third floor of the pavilion, looking at them indifferently.

He is the ancestor of Hongjun?

Seemingly looking at the relationship that was too young, everyone couldn't help but feel suspicious, but soon a scream came from around them, and they didn't dare to have the slightest doubt.

I saw that the Nascent Soul cultivator who was still clamoring just now was lying on the ground like a pool of rotten meat, with bloody bones protruding from his body.

"That's right, your bones are indeed soft enough. This seat wrongly blamed you."

It turned out that it was Luo Hong who sacrificed the power of the universe just now and directly crushed the bones of this person's whole body to make him look like this.

"Brother Song! Fellow Daoist Luo, you have abolished Brother Song just because of one word. It's too domineering to act like this!"

Among the crowd, Tong Qilin's cultivation was the highest, already at the peak of Yuan Ying's middle stage. Although he was extremely afraid of Luo Hong in his heart at this time, he was not to the point where he dared not speak.

"Hehe, you've already called at the door, are you still expecting Luo to keep your hand? Honestly tell me who gave you the courage, Luo can still let you be reincarnated!"

Luo Hong sneered and threatened in a deep voice.

"What fellow Daoist Luo said, Mr. Tong didn't understand very well, I was just trying to persuade you with kind words, but your monks from Wanjianmen suddenly killed you, which forced us to fight back.

I think, Fellow Daoist Luo should give me an explanation! "

Thinking of that promise, Tong Qilin dared to say.

"Actually, Luo always likes to be reasonable, after all, he has researched so many things, and it always feels a little dull to have no one to talk to.

However, Luo is very picky when he is reasonable, and for those who don't intend to be reasonable, Luo is generally more unreasonable than them.

Luo Mou doesn't want you to think now, but me to think.

This seat said that you invaded this door, then you are invading this door, who cares whether you do it or not!

Besides, you are not qualified to call me a fellow daoist! "

Luo Hong abruptly withdrew her smile, and released the huge spiritual pressure of her own cultivator, which immediately made Tong Qilin and others retreat again and again.

"You disappeared for a hundred years to become a god! How is this possible, you are only five hundred years old, how can you advance! How can you advance!"

Tong Qilin was going crazy at the moment, the fish he caught was bigger than his backer, how could he do that!

Seeing him like this, Luo Hong didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, and ordered Qing Feng to do it as soon as his divine sense moved.

Although there is a ban, these people are not protected by the ban because they take the initiative to provoke Luo Hong.

There is also the behind-the-scenes force, and when he finishes Wanjianmen's business, he will inevitably have to go there.

Although it is not enough to destroy it, it must definitely be destroyed.

After slapping Qingfeng to finish the job quickly, Luo Hong ignored it, and glanced at Wan Hu and the others. Sure enough, these people didn't surprise him, not a single person who broke through the Nascent Soul.

But they did a good job. Although there were some deviations from what he explained, the eighty-one alchemy sword cultivators were successfully trained by him.

"Refer to the ancestor, congratulations to the ancestor for advancing to become a god, and making great progress in the road to immortality!"

Wang Hu only felt that the surprise came too suddenly, and he was so excited that he was dizzy at the moment, and hurriedly knelt down with everyone to meet him.

When the three of Qi Shanshan saw that their ancestor turned out to be Master Luo back then, they were greatly shocked and at the same time couldn't help being a little dazed.

They were wondering how the ancestors could so easily decide to focus on training them. It turned out that the test had already been passed before they knew it.

"Well, you have done a good job these years, I will reward you for your merits later, and now I will gather all the guardians of the alchemy in the door.

When I left the gate, I had already swept all over the mountain gate with my spiritual sense, and there should be more than just those who participated in the sword fight. "

The matter of Wan Jiantu has been dragged on for too long, and it is expected to end today, so Luo Hong couldn't help urging it.

"Everywhere in the gate is inseparable from people. Although these alchemy protectors did not come to participate in the formal sword fight, they have actually competed in a round before, and they are the ones who lost.

The junior will order them to come here, please wait for the ancestor! "

Wang Hu was deeply afraid that Luo Hong would blame him for not following his orders, so he offered a token to transmit the sound after explaining a sentence.

But in a moment, dozens of escaping lights came from all directions