Returning from the end of the fairy road

Chapter 46: The orthodox chief and the side leader

I'm sitting here, you, get out of the way.

Seven words, domination of the world.

It was obviously a very ordinary sentence, but at this moment it seemed to resound in the ears of the entire disciples in Tingyuxuan, giving people a deafening illusion.

click!
The wine glass in Zhao Yue's hand was placed on the table.

He lowered his eyes, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and a faint murderous intention disappeared in a flash.

"Senior Brother Chu, don't say it's a joke." He suppressed his murderous intent and raised a sarcastic curve at the corner of his mouth.

He slowly raised his head and met Chu Tianming's calm eyes.

"Not everyone can sit in this position."

Chu Tianming nodded and said calmly: "You are right, not everyone can sit as the chief of Ting Yuxuan."

The same words, spoken from different people's mouths, have two completely different flavors.

Zhao Yue narrowed his eyes and the muscles in his cheeks squirmed, but he didn't speak immediately.

He didn't speak, neither did Chu Tianming, but Chu Tianming was standing, while he was sitting cross-legged on the futon, the two of them looked at each other for a long time, and there was an invisible feeling of being trapped when he was sitting. The illusion of Chu Tianming looking down.

Zhao Yue didn't like this feeling.

"So, what do you mean?" Zhao Yue broke the calm, but the title "Senior Brother Chu" was no longer in his words.

Just listen to Chu Tianming say calmly: "If you don't say it twice, your ears are not good?"

After going around in a circle, I still came back to the seven words that dominate the world: I sit here, you, get out of the way.

Zhao Yue stared at Chu Tianming's face, shook his head, and said with regret, "It seems that you don't want to talk properly."

Hearing Zhao Yue's words, all the orthodox disciples present couldn't help but tighten their hearts, as if the heart in their chest was being held by a big hand.

There is no way, Zhao Yue's shadow has been squeezing in their hearts for too long. As long as Hong Lan does not appear, their hearts are not stable enough.

Mu Lingqing slowly clenched his fists and looked at Chu Tianming and Zhao Yue nervously.

Although Chu Tianming's strength was very mysterious in her mind, if she really wanted to confront Zhao Yue head-on, she would feel very unsure.

Everyone looked at these two people.

In fact, the contradiction between the side sect and the orthodox would sooner or later spark a war, but no one expected the storm to come so quickly.

Qi Mufeng was also a little nervous.

The unfamiliar white-eyed wolf at the side door finally showed its claws.This may be just a test from the side, but the orthodox cannot afford to lose.Everyone is watching how Chu Tianming will return to Zhao Yue.

Chu Tianming shook his head and said, "I can speak very well, but it seems that you can't understand human speech after all. It's no wonder that after practicing for so long, you still can't get out of your animal form."

Boom!Click!
The wine glass in Zhao Yue's hand was broken into pieces due to his strong force, and the tea splashed violently like the manic emotions in his heart.

It's over... This time, not only the orthodox disciples were shocked, but even the disciples from the side sect were silent, crying in their hearts that it was over.

Because Zhao Yue was most taboo about others talking about his bloodline, especially the word "beast" in front of him.

As we all know, Zhao Yue was born in Panlong Mansion, and Panlong Mansion is the gathering place for all the mixed-race monks in Daoye.

The so-called mixed-race cultivator refers to a human cultivator who has a trace of the blood of a strange beast in his body.This type of people is neither recognized by the human race nor accepted by the monsters. It is a very excluded branch of the human race.

It is precisely because the population of mixed-race monks is too mixed that Panlong Mansion came into being and became a gathering place for all mixed-race monks.

Legend has it that the founder of the Panlong Palace, the Kuanglong Patriarch, was himself a powerful hybrid monk with the blood of the dragon clan.It was precisely because of his existence that the mixed-race monks in the Taoist field were able to gather together and gradually receive the same treatment as the human race.

Zhao Yue is one of the best of this generation of mixed-race monks, but although he was born in Panlong Mansion, he extremely hates others linking him with Panlong Mansion, and he also extremely does not allow others to say the word "beast" in front of him. .

Because of blood problems, he was abandoned by his tribe since he was a child. Before he was found by the monks of Panlong Mansion, he was discriminated against because of "beast blood".Although this kind of discrimination has been gradually forgotten as his strength has improved, the "beast blood" itself has long become the biggest taboo in his heart.

The last person who accidentally mentioned the word "beast" in front of him has disappeared to this day.

But Chu Tianming pointed it out casually, acting calmly and not caring at all.

"Hehehe..." Zhao Yue laughed, his smile was like a strange vampire bat in the dark night, eerie and terrifying.He stared into Chu Tianming's eyes, and his tone was so cold that he could freeze everything, "Chu Tianming...Senior Brother Chu, do you know that there are some things that you cannot say carelessly. If you say the wrong thing, you will have to pay the price."

Chu Tianming looked down at him, not caring about such threats. He said calmly: "You can try."

"Try... just try." Zhao Yue's robes fluttered and he stood up from the futon.Around it, spiritual energy gathered crazily and roared in a spiral shape. In an instant, seven terrifying eyes of the wind were formed.

If you don't agree with each other, all seven sources will be opened!

These seven sources of energy are like seven deep whirlpools, exuding a heart-stopping power, announcing to everyone present who is the real master here.

Qiyuan's voice was so powerful that it stirred up strong winds, making Chu Tianming's clothes rustle along with them.

Everyone was sweating for Chu Tianming.

Using mortal resources to fight against the Qiyuan monks?I'm afraid my brain is burned out!

At this moment, a gentle voice sounded leisurely.

"Brother Zhao Yue, please be patient and listen to me."

(End of this chapter)