Chapter 900 Master!

"Um?"

Nangong Ling and the others were startled by the sudden breath and sound.

Prince Ming's rosary hung on Su Zimo's wrist and was hidden in his cuffs.

Therefore, Nangong Ling and the others subconsciously thought that this voice and this terrifying and hot breath came from Su Zimo.

But the three of them felt something was wrong.

The voice just now was a little old, and it was obviously different from Su Zimo's voice.

Moreover, there was endless anger in this voice.

This is a matter of Bailian Sect, what does it have to do with this person?

Why was he so angry?

It's simply baffling.

At this moment, an extremely terrifying divine consciousness descended from the distance!

Su Zimo had experienced this intensity of consciousness many times in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.

This is the divine consciousness of the Dharma Realm!

Immediately afterwards, a whistle sounded, from far to near, at an alarming speed, rushing towards this place.

Not surprisingly, the person who came was a Dharma Prime Minister!

Su Zimo noticed that the visitor came from the direction of Bailianmen, and felt a little relieved.

On the other side, when Nangong Ling and the others heard the whistle, they all looked happy.

Nangong Ling said in a deep voice: "It's Master."

"Master is coming to pick us up!" Ruxuan clapped her hands, very happy.

Liu Hanyan turned to look at Su Zimo and whispered: "The person coming is the master of the three of us. His Taoist name is Red Star, and he is the Taoist Master of Dharma."

Su Zimo nodded.

In the blink of an eye, a tall and strong figure descended.

The person who came was a head taller than Su Zimo. He was wearing a scarlet red Taoist robe with flame patterns, as if he was about to burn up. He was walking like a dragon and walking like a tiger, so majestic!

"Master!"

Nangong Ling and Liu Hanyan both bowed and saluted.

Ruxuan walked forward with a smile, shook the visitor's arm, and said softly: "Master, why are you here?"

Chixing Daojun glanced sideways and snorted, showing his dignity without anger.

Ruxuan was so frightened that she quickly retracted her arms, bowed and saluted, and said honestly: "Meet the Master."

Chixing Daojun said in a deep voice: "My master was about to go into seclusion, but on a whim, I seemed to realize something. Not long after I left the sect, I sensed a fight here and hurried over."

After a pause, Chixing Daojun looked around and looked at the several corpses on the ground. His last gaze fell on Su Zimo and said: "Now it seems that I am too late."

Su Zimo clasped his hands into fists, bowed slightly and said, "I, Mo Ling, have met my senior."

"Did you save these three useless disciples of mine?" Chixing Daojun asked slowly, exuding waves of coercion.

Under the pressure of Chixing Taojun, Su Zimo looked as usual and said calmly: "I happened to pass by, so I took care of him."

"good!"

Chixing Daojun secretly praised in his heart.

It is really rare for True Lord Nascent Soul to remain calm and calm under his pressure.

Chixing Daojun put away his pressure, his attitude was much kinder, and he asked: "My little friend acted righteously to save my three useless disciples. I don't know what kind of reward I want. If I can do it, I will never refuse." "

Just as Su Zimo was about to refuse to shirk, Nangong Ling next to him looked anxious and shouted: "Master!"

"Um?"

Chixing Daojun frowned and looked sideways slightly.

Although Nangong Ling didn't speak, he was obviously using his spiritual consciousness to transmit his voice, and he didn't know what he was saying.

The expression of the Red Star Dao Lord changed, a divine light flashed in his eyes, and the pressure of the Dao Lord came again!

Chixing Daojun gradually narrowed his eyes, turned to look at Liu Hanyan and Ruxuan, and asked in a deep voice: "Is what Ling'er said true?"

Ruxuan nodded.

Liu Hanyan glanced at Su Zimo with a worried expression and nodded.

Chixing Daojun suddenly turned his head, exuding an extremely hot aura, and walked towards Su Zimo step by step, his eyes cold.

"Tell me! Where did you learn the "Red Flame Heart Sutra" from?"

"Who are you!"

The Chixing Taoist Lord was so imposing and his eyes were as bright as a torch, as if he wanted to incinerate Su Zimo!

"Master!"

Liu Hanyan said quickly: "This fellow Taoist indeed saved the three of us. He has no ill intentions. Please be merciful, Master."

"snort!"

Chixing Daojun didn't turn his head, but stared at Su Zimo intently, and said coldly: "Then it depends on whether he is honest and whether he can give me a sufficient reason not to kill him!"

"You three know clearly that the "Red Flame Heart Sutra" was passed down from our master and is the foundation of our lineage. It is never allowed to be passed on to outsiders!"

"If this boy doesn't have an explanation, he will die today!"

Chixing Daojun said with murderous intent, leaving no room for maneuver!

At this moment, a sigh sounded in Chixing Daojun's mind.

This sigh carries an indescribable vicissitude and endless sadness.

"Are you a little tiger?"

Immediately afterwards, a question rang out in Chixing Daojun's mind, but he seemed to dare not confirm it.

"Um?"

Chixing Daojun changed his color in shock and couldn't help but take two steps back. He looked at Su Zimo as if he saw some ghost.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Nangong Ling and the others were even more confused when they saw Chixing Daojun's strange reaction, and hurriedly approached him and asked.

Chixing Daojun reacted violently, pushed Nangong Ling and the others away, and yelled, "Go away!"

Chixing Daojun stared at Su Zimo not far away, with an expression of surprise and uncertainty.

No one could feel the horror in his heart at this time.

His real name is Lin Hu, and he joined the Bailian Sect more than five thousand years ago.

Ever since he entered the realm of returning to the virtual world, he had taken the Taoist name of 'Red Star'. No one in the sect knew his real name except some Supreme Elders who had not been out of the mountains for a long time.

As for the name "Little Huzi", it was only five thousand years ago that he was called this when he had just joined the sect and was a child.

At that time, he had a tiger-like head and a tough brain, and was clumsy in everything he did, but his master and master loved him very much and took care of him.

Back then, in addition to his master, the people who called him this were several of his uncles and the famous master.

After many years, hearing this title again, Lin Hu, who is now Daojun Chixing, felt as if he had gone back in time and returned to the past.

"You, who are you?"

Chixing Daojun asked this question again, but without the aggressiveness and murderous intent just now.

Instead, there was a hint of trembling, a hint of apprehension, and a hint of expectation.

"well."

A sigh sounded again in Chixing Daojun's mind.

Originally, Jihuo Daojun was still not sure.

After all, when he disappeared, Daojun Chixing was still a child, and he was not named Chixing.

But now, seeing Daojun Chixing's reaction, Daojun Jihuo no longer has any doubts in his heart.

Jihuo Taoist spread out a stream of spiritual consciousness, forming a hot red barrier that blocked Nangong Ling and the others.

Then, a crimson soul floated out from Su Zimo's left wrist, and he stood in the air, looking at the Red Star Dao Lord with a sigh of relief and compassionate eyes.

Chixing Daojun was stunned for a moment.

He looked at the soul not far away, his eyes showing disbelief at first.

Then came ecstasy, then grief, and finally turned into endless grievance.

This powerful man in the Dharma Realm fell to his knees with a plop, his lips trembling, like a child seeing his relatives again, tears welling up in his eyes, and he cried out sadly: "Master!"