Violent sword repair teaches you to be a human being

Chapter 91 The Sword Cultivator with Destroyed Immortal Bones ([-])
Seeing that Lin Zhen seemed to be sleeping with his eyes closed on the cloud boat covering the sky, the elder and Zhou Xian hurriedly retreated behind the guards.

The two of them looked at each other, and the elder lowered his voice and asked in a low voice: "Young master, if the master and this person fight, who will win?"

Zhou Xian was actually a little dazed: "I don't know either..."

Zhou Daoyuan is a strong man in the Mahayana realm.Among the countless immortals, there are only nine who can reach the Mahayana state after more than ten thousand years.Therefore, it stands to reason that there should be only a handful of people in this world who can beat Zhou Daoyuan.

They had never seen someone so rude to Zhou Daoyuan.Those cultivators nearby, no matter they are disciples of the great sect or casual cultivators, even if they don't respectfully bow their hands and call them "Zun Shang", they still have to politely call "Master Zhou".

But this Da Neng who jumped out of nowhere didn't seem to take Zhou Daoyuan seriously at all. When she mentioned Zhou Daoyuan, her eyes were indifferent, as if Zhou Daoyuan was similar to the air around her to her.

Even if the strongest Mahayana powerhouses in the world are here, they can't be so arrogant, right?
What is her background?
The elder sneaked another glance at Lin Zhen who had been sitting on the cloud boat for a long time, and he was secretly optimistic about it: "It's not like we haven't seen the nine Mahayana powerhouses in the world. This person is definitely not one of them. At most, it’s just a Hinayana realm. If she really matches up with the sect master, wouldn’t she be seeking her own death?”

After hearing this, Zhou Xian also felt that it made sense, and said in a low voice: "Then let's follow her first, and don't let her make a move when she disagrees. We will make another plan when we return to the sect to see our father."

"As long as the sect master makes a move, this person is naturally nothing to be afraid of. At that time, won't the glazed bone on her body be at the disposal of the young master?"

Zhou Xian was poked in the center of his mind, and nodded with satisfaction: "Exactly."

Lin Zhen didn't seem to have heard the murmurs of these two people who thought they were silent. She looked sideways at the icy mist outside the cloud boat, and sighed leisurely: "The world of cultivating immortals always respects the strong. I know this. But the immortals in the world of cultivating immortals regard human life as nothing."

006 was also very angry. It clenched its fists, fearing that the world would not be chaotic and said: "Then let's kill those bad immortals!"

Lin Zhen lowered his eyes slightly, stretched out his hand and rubbed the system: "This is the case in the whole world of cultivating immortals. It is definitely not a problem of one person and one sect, nor can it be solved by killing a few immortals."

"But it's still okay to kill chickens and monkeys."

006 looked curious: "Will Zhou Daoyuan be that chicken?"

Lin Zhen smiled dotingly when he heard the words, and said, "He can be."

"Yeah, yeah!" 006 turned around happily, and deliberately changed the voice pack of the boss, and said in a deep tone, "It's cold, let Ming Guangzong go bankrupt."

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The cloud boat is like a white crane soaring in the air. It sharply tears through the misty clouds and swoops down to the green and moist mountain below with a "swish" sound of breaking through the air.

A cloud-covered, foggy, misty fairy mountain scene slowly unfolded in their eyes like a scroll.

Lin Zhen stepped out of the cloud boat first, and looked up at the magnificent gate of Ming Guangzong: "It can be regarded as a blessed place."

The elder had a smug look on his face: "That's natural."

Our Mingguang Sect is the largest sect in the Southern Region, with a profound heritage!What, be afraid!
Lin Zhen glanced at him lightly, not understanding why he suddenly started trembling, and said lightly, "Where are your masters? Lead the way."

The elder choked for a moment, but gritted his teeth and swallowed because of the difference in strength, and walked up the steps with Zhou Xian with his head down.

Lin Zhen followed suit and climbed up the stairs.

Zhou Xian and the elder were very familiar with this road, but they always tried to lead Lin Zhen into various traps and killing battles along the way, but Lin Zhen walked around them lightly.

The two people in front walked faster and faster, as if they wanted to throw Lin Zhen off, but they didn't succeed, but the guards behind them were no longer visible when they turned their heads, only thick and thick clouds could be seen Covered the way.

"Do you usually take this road when you go back to the sect?" Lin Zhen's tone was light and light, and he seemed even more distant in the misty clouds.

Why can't I get rid of her!
Zhou Xian glanced back, and found that Lin Zhen was still falling behind them not too far away, his movements seemed very relaxed, and even a single formation was not touched!

How could this be?
Sensing the gaze behind them that seemed to be able to poke the two of them out of a big hole, Zhou Xian quickly confessed and explained: "This is the only way to go to the Qiankun Palace, so we have more defenses..."

Lin Zhen didn't know whether the prime minister believed the rhetoric, so he said coldly: "Don't dawdle, hurry up."

Zhou Xian and the elder had no choice but to continue walking forward with their heads buried.

It wasn't long before they walked up, and when they finally reached it, the surrounding clouds gradually dispersed, and a figure appeared at the end of the stone steps.

It is exactly the same as Zhou Daoyuan in Yun Wan's memory.

His expression was very flat, as if he was not waiting here specially, but happened to meet them when he went out, and nodded to Lin Zhen lightly: "This fellow Taoist, you came here uninvited, what is the reason?"

It's quite a decent outfit.

Zhou Xian and the elder greeted him as if they had found the backbone: "Master!"

"You are the head of Ming Guangzong." Lin Zhen said in a calm voice, "I'm here to ask Ming Guangzong to explain."

The calm expression on Zhou Daoyuan's face froze slightly: No one has ever dared to come to Ming Guangzong to ask for an explanation.

But he quickly adjusted his expression, showing a slight smile on his face.

"Although I don't know where Ming Guangzong offended the fellow Taoist," Zhou Daoyuan smiled slightly and led her to a direction not far away, "but it's very windy here, why don't we go into the palace and discuss it in detail."

The place Zhou Daoyuan was pointing at was the Qiankun Temple. The glazed roof of the hall was as smooth as a mirror, and the four corners were high arched. Under the eaves, there were two copper-colored statues of gods and beasts lying on the left and right. If you look carefully, you will find these two bronze statues There was an imperceptible rise and fall of his chest.

Hanging above the gate of the hall are three big characters with awe-inspiring sword intent - Qiankun Hall.

Zhou Daoyuan turned sideways slightly, and said to Lin Zhen, "Please."

It looks very malicious.

Lin Zhen nodded indifferently: "Okay."

A group of people walked towards the Qiankun Hall silently. When Lin Zhen stepped into the door of the hall, he caught a glimpse of a bronze beast at the door that seemed to be sharpening its claws.

(End of this chapter)