I, Master Jiejiao, join the chat group

Chapter 139 No more pretending, I have a showdown 【Subscription】

Zhuxian World.

Qingyun Gate, Longshou Peak.

In the courtyard of the first Taoist Cangsong, Taoist Cangsong and his disciple Lin Jingyu were present.

"What... Senior Brother Wan is not dead? You have met Senior Brother Wan? How did you know? Also, who are you to know the secret of my Qingyun Sect?"

After Lin Jingyu finished speaking, Taoist Cangsong suddenly stood up, grabbed Lin Jingyu's shoulder, and said viciously.

You must know that only the seven chiefs knew about Tian Chengzi, the head of the previous generation, going mad.

And only the seven of them knew the real cause of Tian Chengzi's death, and outsiders thought he died of illness.

In fact, Tian Chengzi became obsessed because of excessive use of the Zhuxian sword, which caused evil spirits to enter his body.

As a last resort, Wan Jianyi stepped forward and killed his master with one sword.

but.

How did Lin Jingyu learn about these extremely secret inside stories?
Who is he?Why do you know these past events, and also know that senior brother Wan Jianyi is not dead?

"Love the master, calm down, and listen to the disciple speak slowly!"

Although after taking Hundred Flowers Honey Dew, Lin Jingyu stepped into the fourth-order Golden Core Realm, which is equivalent to the first level of the Upper Purity Realm.

But Taoist Cangsong is a veteran cultivator after all, with strong strength, far from being comparable to Lin Jingyu, so naturally he couldn't break free from the opponent's grasp.

Fortunately, Lin Jingyu had already expected, and these changes were within his expectations, he replied calmly.

"Hmph, let me be honest, if there is even half a lie, don't blame the teacher for going to the family today!"

Cangsong Taoist's eyes flashed a hint of imperceptible joy, but he still forcibly suppressed the urge to go to the ancestor's ancestral hall to meet Senior Brother Wan immediately, and decided to interrogate his own disciple first, and figure out the ins and outs before proceeding.

While speaking, he let go of Lin Jingyu, his eyes fixed on each other's every move.

"Not long ago, the disciple got a fairy fate!"

Lin Jingyu touched his left shoulder that hurt from being scratched, and said respectfully.

"Xianyuan? Tell me carefully!"

Cangsong's eyes were confused, and he said with a low drink.

"This fairy fate is called the chat group of the heavens, and it is a supreme creation that spans the heavens and the world. The leader of the group is a long-lived real person from the prehistoric world. sky"

"As soon as the disciple entered the group, the real person revealed the past and future fate of the disciple to the disciple. Therefore, the disciple knew many secrets about our sect, and also knew that the man in black who blocked the monk Puzhi in Caomiao Village was the master. And the murderer who slaughtered the 240 people in our Caomiao Village was the merciful and universally wise monk!"

Lin Jingyu showed his cards slowly and told the origin of the chat group, but his energy was always highly concentrated.

He even asked the group members for help and initiated an application to travel across the world.

Lin Jingyu: "Brothers, I'm having a showdown with the master here, if anything happens, you all have to save me! I'll apply for world travel first."

After sending the time travel request, he quickly said in the group secretly.

Ye Fan: "No problem, the great emperor is willing to help you! I have agreed to your application for crossing, and you can come across the border at any time."

Unexpectedly, the other party trusted him so much, and Ye Fan would certainly not refuse the application to travel through his own world.

Lin Meng: "Why is it dangerous to have a showdown with your master, and you are even ready to run away at any time? Could it be that the real person said before, making you think twice?"

Hearing this, Lin Meng didn't understand.

The teacher is the end of the master of heaven and earth, and the teacher is like a father. The relationship between the two is extremely close.

How could it be possible to harm him because of the showdown?

For this point, Lin Meng is really hard to imagine.

Kou Zhong: "I have never been a teacher, so I can't understand it. Unless, Lin Jingyu, your master is a member of the Demon Sect, those guys don't talk about benevolence, morality, propriety, justice and shame!"

Zhang Sanfeng: "This old Taoist treats his seven disciples like his own sons, and he can't imagine what happened to little brother Lin."

Yao Chen: "Speaking so much, Lin boy, why don't you let go of your own fate and let me take a closer look, then everything will become clear."

Lin Pingzhi: "Old Yao, what do you want from me?"

Yao Chen: "No, no, the old man is talking about Lin Jing Yu Lin, not you Lin boy! Forget it, the old man should learn from Ye Dadi and call him Xiao Jingzi."

Lin Pingzhi: "Oh, since it's nothing to do with me, I'll go first."

Ye Fan: "Haha, die laughing!"

Seeing Lin Jingyu's words, the group members were very curious.

What kind of master is this that makes the relationship between master and apprentice so tense?

The group members are unimaginable!
Lin Jingyu: "Ahem, the name Xiao Jingzi is really indescribable! Everyone can call me Xiaoyu, thank you! Xiaoyu will let go of the authority of the brand of fate!"

Seeing that the nickname of Little Jingzi was brought up again, Lin Jingyu almost couldn't catch it.

With a thought, he opened the group file to find his own destiny imprint file, and modified the permissions.

【Ding! 'Lin Jingyu' revises the authority of "Zhu Xian" (novel version) branded by fate, and everyone can watch it. 】

Seeing this, the group members clicked on Lin Jingyu's Fate Brand file to watch it.

Zhuxian World.

"Communicating the heavens and the world. The prehistoric world quasi-sacred realm Dzogchen group members from different worlds."

Lin Jingyu's showdown opened Cangsong's door to a new world, and he was completely shocked.

These nouns have never been heard of or imagined before.

Hearing that what Lin Jingyu said was true, without stammering or stopping halfway, it didn't seem like a lie fabricated on the spur of the moment.

After sorting out his thoughts, Cang Song found that there were no flaws in these arguments, and he gradually believed more than half of them.

"What evidence do you have to show that this so-called chat group really exists?"

"In other words, what is the purpose of you frankly confessing this immortal fate through the ages to your teacher?"

After a long time, Taoist Cangsong recovered from the shock and asked hoarsely.

Frankly speaking, if he got this opportunity, he would never tell anyone.

Not to mention the master, not even the biological parents.

He couldn't figure it out, Lin Jingyu didn't look like a fool, why did he confess so frankly?
"Returning to Master, if you want to talk about the truth, this disciple is a member of the Qingyun sect after all, so he naturally wants to strengthen his sect. With this opportunity, it is definitely only a matter of time before our Qingyun sect becomes the number one immortal sect in the world. "

"But to say that this disciple has no selfish intentions would be too self-deceiving. As my disciple said earlier, members of the chat group can collect all kinds of treasures and exchange them with the group leader, Immortal Immortal, for all kinds of elixir, treasures, and even celestial artifacts. Bao, everything is out of the question."

"And with the identity and strength of a disciple, it's inconvenient to secretly collect. It's better to be generous and confess this matter with the teacher, and use the hand of the teacher to benefit each other!"

"Therefore, after careful consideration, the disciple decided to confess to the master and the master, hoping to get help from the master!"

Lin Jingyu organized his words, and slowly expressed his motivation and purpose.

By the way, he demonstrated the red envelope function of the chat group, which is enough to prove the existence of the chat group.

His feelings towards Cangsong are very complex, including gratitude and resentment, the two are intertwined and cannot be explained.

On the one hand, it is the grace of teaching for three years, and on the other hand, it is the indirect murderer who caused the death of 240 villagers in Caomiao Village.

But after careful consideration, Lin Jingyu decided to have a showdown with Cangsong and Qingyunmen.

After all, his strength is not high, and if he wants to quickly collect treasures from all over the world, he can only rely on the power of Qingyunmen.

"Well, what you said is not unreasonable!"

Hearing the words, Cang Song couldn't help but nodded, agreeing.

"Come on, follow me to see Senior Brother Wan at the Patriarch's Ancestral Hall!"

After thinking about it, Cang Song dismissed the idea of ​​subduing Lin Jingyu and snatching his chance.

In particular, this formless chat group actually has the function of traveling through the world, not to mention whether it can be snatched, what if Lin Jingyu runs away.

That would not only cause him and even Qing Yunmen to lose a great opportunity, but also leave behind a big hidden danger, and he would have trouble sleeping day and night.

That being the case, he might as well give up this idea as soon as possible, follow his apprentice, he eats meat, and he can drink two sips of soup after all.

Thinking of this, Cangsong immediately stood up, took Lin Jingyu away from Longshou Peak, and headed to the Patriarch's Ancestral Hall behind Tongtian Main Peak.

"Disciple obey!"

Lin Jingyu breathed a sigh of relief, and said respectfully.

The first world in the world.

"call"

In a certain courtyard, Qiao Feng let out a long sigh and stood up.

After taking the six drops of Hundred Flowers Honeydew that Immortal Changsheng just gave, he stepped into the realm of an eighth-rank martial arts saint.

But Qiao Feng wasn't too excited. He found that the further back he went, the harder it was to break through.

Often the difficulty of breaking through to the next level is tens or hundreds of times that of the previous level.

This is just under the fairyland. If one day passes through the catastrophe and becomes a fairy, wouldn't it take tens of thousands of years to break through to the first level?
"It's no wonder that Baiyue has been unable to retreat and practice hard since he has been in seclusion, and rarely shows up in the group!"

"I see!"

At this moment, Qiao Feng's heart was heavy, and he felt a sense of urgency.

In the past, he saw Lin Meng boss Shui Qun every day, and thought that as long as he could collect enough treasures, he would be able to catch up with Immortal Changsheng all the way, and it would be no problem to prove Dao Luo.

But at this moment, it seems that his idea is a bit ridiculous!

I didn't see it when I dared to love others, but I only saw the happy water of them every day.

"No, I have to speed up, set a small goal first, let's talk about becoming a fairy!"

Qiao Feng thought to himself, he can't waste time like this anymore, he has to hurry up.

He flew up and flew in the direction of the capital.

After a stick of incense, the capital of the Ming Dynasty appeared in front of him, and Qiao Feng swaggered towards the palace.

"Who? The gods have come!"

Soon, Qiao Feng's whereabouts were discovered by the soldiers guarding the imperial city, but the next moment, they were dumbfounded.

This mysterious man is flying! He can fly! ! !
"crash"

As one soldier involuntarily put down his weapon and fell to his knees, a second, a third
Soon, rows of soldiers knelt down.

Emperor Palace.

The little emperor Zhengde summoned several important ministers and was discussing the issue of the Izumo country's envoy.

Hearing the noise outside the hall, the little emperor frowned slightly. Seeing this, Cao Zhengchun immediately walked out of the hall and yelled.

"Who is making such a fuss?"

It's just that Cao Zhengchun's pupils shrank suddenly before the shouting was over.

In the sky, there is a figure floating, like a nine-day sun, looking down on the common people!
Cao Zhengchun suddenly remembered that not long ago, he sent the big file Scalp Xiaotian to lead the black-clothed arrow team to chase after Yang Yuxuan's family, but later he got the news that the entire army was wiped out.

There is a gossip saying that because of Dongchang's bad deeds, God was angry and sent a god to come down to the mortal world and execute those people.

However, Cao Zhengchun had read the autopsy report, and Pi Xiaotian and the others died of sword wounds, so the so-called fairy god theory is completely nonsense.

But now, how to explain the existence of this suspected fairy god suspended in the air?

"Zhu Houzhao, come out and see me!"

Qiao Feng flew above the palace, unleashed all his aura, and immediately there was a celestial light, auspicious clouds, and myriad visions.

The majestic voice sounded and spread thousands of miles around, and everyone around the capital heard his words.

Everyone raised their heads and looked in the direction of the Imperial City of Shuntian Prefecture.

"Dare to call the emperor's name directly, presumptuous!"

Zhu Wushi shouted loudly, and took a step forward, stepping out of the Huangji Hall.

Although he disliked Emperor Zhengde very much, how could he tolerate the fact that the other party despised the emperor and challenged the majesty of the royal family?
"Humph!"

Zhengde flicked his sleeves and stepped out to follow. He wanted to see who Fang Xiaoxiao was, who dared to call him by his holy name.

As soon as he stepped outside the hall, he heard Cao Zhengchun's nervous voice: "Be careful, Your Majesty!"

Seeing the figure floating in the sky, Cao Zhengchun hurriedly stood in front of Emperor Zhengde, fearing that the other party would attack the little emperor.

Wherever he looked, Emperor Zhengde couldn't help being dumbfounded.

In the sky, a radiant figure was suspended.

Hundreds of millions of rays of light bloomed, heading straight for the bullfight, sweeping across the world.

Every corner and every inch of land that spreads for thousands of miles.

"This this."

Emperor Zhengde's legs were weak and he spoke incoherently.

After a while, he took a deep breath and tried to cheer himself up.

He kept cheering himself up, and he must not fall into the prestige of his ancestors.

"I am the Emperor of Ming Dynasty, what can I ask your Excellency to do?"

Looking up at the figure in the sky, Emperor Zhengde spoke word by word.

"I see that wars and disasters are everywhere in the mortal world, and the dragon spirit is declining, so they come from the lower realm!"

Qiao Feng was surrounded by celestial lights, and golden lotuses grew continuously under his feet, just like a fairy descending to earth.

"Zhu Houzhao, the son of heaven in the lower realm, has met the immortals in the upper realm."

Zhu Houzhao was dumbfounded, and then he was ecstatic and replied respectfully.

"Don't be too polite."

Seeing Zhu Houde saluting respectfully, Qiao Feng nodded slightly, stretched out his hand to help, and said.

"Pretend to be a ghost, show off mysteries, and take your life!"

Zhu Wushi let out a cold snort, stretched out his hand and punched out, and bombarded towards the sky.

If this person helps the little emperor, wouldn't Zhu Wushi never be able to ascend the throne?

Therefore, regardless of whether this person is really an immortal from the upper realm, he is an enemy that Zhu ignores!
"Uncle, don't"

Zhu Houzhao's expression changed, and he stopped him.

The next moment, he saw a scene that he would never forget.

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