Campus belle's cultivation master

Da Dao Zong.

The mountains are towering, the pavilions are high, the lights are dotted in the dead of night, and the sky is full of stars.

Bao Hongwei had just come back from the Taishan ceremony. After washing and changing his clothes, he rushed to the front hall.

Along the way, the disciples of dadaozong who met along the way avoided and bowed to him. There was awe and obedience in those eyes.

Ten thousand Li went down to the south of the Yangtze River and committed a crime by himself. He took Hunyuan Dan back from the Lin family's house and saved the life of the young patriarch. After that, he went to Yanjing to contact 13 places and made painstaking efforts to make the throne of the east land lord belong to daozong.

In just a few months, Bao Hongwei, who had always been at the bottom of daozong and had a very low sense of existence, made great achievements repeatedly and became the red man beside the patriarch Xiao Fengjie. He was highly valued and naturally could stand the courtesy.

If we change the past, with Bao Hongwei's heart, we have to slow down and welcome the respectful worship of his disciples. Whether he is successful or arrogant, he has been in the East and west of the river for 30 years. He wants to take this opportunity to express the injustice of the past decades.

After all, the whole Da Dao clan knows that Bao Hongwei stole the Dragon tripod and went up to the mountain to offer his treasure. Only then was he promoted by the Lord Xiao Fengjie as the last member of the Yellow rank. As a strong teacher in heaven, he did something that ordinary practitioners despise. All kinds of black history in the past are really not glorious. Over the years, naturally, they have been belittled and humiliated by others.

But today is different.

Bao Hongwei just nodded his head and rushed to the front hall. On the stone railings on both sides of the steps, the red lantern bloomed a warm halo, reflecting his tight face, without any sense of relaxation.

Taishan Fengchan ceremony, very not smooth, even can be said to be extremely bad.

The whole process is more like a self directed and self performed pantomime without anyone's participation. As a result, Xiao Fengjie, the patriarch, was so black that he didn't even attend the banquet that night. On the way back to daozong, he was even more unhappy and silent, which made Bao Hongwei worried.

Man is such a strange creature. As long as he stands high, it's hard to get down again. Even if suffering, to wear a mask support, but also willing to pretend to dance.

It's just like the little, poor dog in Liu Zongyuan's works. He tried his best to carry all the worldly things on his back. He was insatiable of greed. He didn't want to let go of fame and wealth until he exhausted all his strength and was oppressed to death.

Xiao Fengjie, the leader of daozong, is such a person.

Bao Hongwei thinks that he knows Xiao Fengjie's character very well. He knows how much he loves his feathers and how much he cares about his face.

At the ceremony of the seven kings, the practitioners in the world let Xiao Fengjie go. One by one, they all received the news, but they didn't even show their faces. It's OK to ignore them, but these people are so shameless that they turn to be obedient and mean to Lin Zixuan, who is the pride of China. It's like slapping Xiao Fengjie in the face. It's really strange if they can give up

Apart from the affairs of the Qin family in Yanjing, daozong and Lin's family have always been well water but not river water. But this time, the ceremony of Taishan's Fengchan ceremony, but inexplicably ended the resentment.

As the saying goes, one mountain does not allow two tigers, and there can only be one king of the East.

The other one, surrender or death, is the inevitable outcome.

Bao Hongwei soon arrived at the front hall.

Although he had already grasped the time, he came late. Most of the elders of daozong and the deacons of the inner gate came ahead of time. The crowd gathered in the hall, all kept absolutely quiet and stood respectfully.

Even if someone is standing outside the door, it must be hard to believe that there are so many people in the room at this time.

Xiao Fengjie, the leader of dadaozong, didn't change his clothes. He sat quietly on the throne, his eyelids popping and his cold cheeks even faintly blue.

Anyone could see that he wanted to get angry, but he didn't know where to vent his anger.

It's the most intuitive feeling.

Judging from the appearance alone, Xiao Fengjie, the leader of dadaozong at the age of shuangdu, was just a middle-aged man in his early 40s. He was of great stature and dignified appearance, and had the style of a superior.

He sat here, not angry and self-respect, it makes people shudder.

Bao Hongwei looked around with vigilance, then bowed and stepped into the hall carefully.

Along the way, he was constantly ridiculed by people. Although he did not dare to speak, the meaning of schadenfreude was quite obvious.

"Damn it, these insidious things are waiting for me to have bad luck all day long, and I'm finally satisfied..." Bao Hongwei is itching with hatred and scolding in his heart. He can't get angry.

He assisted the patriarch Xiao Fengjie to win the title of the seven kings of the eastern earth. Originally, it was a marvelous feat. He was full of hope that he would receive a reward after Fengchan and go further. I didn't expect that I had a bad time, but I was embarrassed at Taishan Fengchan ceremony. Now I'm not only rewarded with the soup, but also angry by Xiao Fengjie. It's really hard.

These people in daozong, seeing that Bao Hongwei has been climbing too fast recently, he has changed from an unknown last worshiper into a red man next to the Lord. Naturally, he is very jealous, and he would like to see that he has bad luck

Bao Hongwei got to the front line and bowed. Before he could speak, he suddenly heard Miao Chunxi, the elder who is famous for his hot temper, yell at him

"Mr. Yuan, I don't know how to praise him! The master personally wrote a letter and sent someone to tianlanzong to invite him to Mount Tai. Even if the old man doesn't come, he doesn't even send people or reply to letters. It's disgusting to pretend to be deaf and dumb! "

Bao Hongwei's eyes twinkled slightly and bowed back.

Miao Chunxi, the elder, has a high status in daozong, and even Xiao Yu, the little master, has to give way. In particular, not long ago, I heard that the great elder, who stopped at the half step of the innate realm, broke through the shackles of decades by virtue of the revival of aura, and stepped into the half divine realm at one stroke, which can be described as extraordinary.

He was talking. Bao Hongwei didn't even have the qualification to interrupt. He flashed aside and listened with a low brow.

Miao Chunxi scolded maliciously: "South Tianlan, North Avenue, two generations of friendship, each other secretly echo. I didn't expect that it was shameless of yuan Laogui to lead the world's practitioners to tear down the patriarch's platform. Who can bear it

"The elder must know something." An elder next to him deliberately reminded him, "Jiangnan, who is surnamed Lin, is ambiguous with Tianlan's Saint Zhang Biyao, so yuan naturally takes sides. In addition, the confrontation between the north and the South brought peace on the surface, but in fact, they fought secretly. Now our patriarch ascends to the throne, ranks among the seven kings, and dominates the eastern earth cultivation realm. Naturally, they are in a hurry to destroy the good things of our daozong. "

This statement, well founded, attracted the presence of people have nodded. The atmosphere became lively and the whole front hall was filled with comments

"Xiuzhen world is used to being loose. Now the Lord is king, they dare not come to pay homage. They really eat the heart of the bear and the gall of the leopard!"

"In China, there is no clear distinction between superiority and inferiority, let alone other countries in the East. Those little fish and shrimps are arrogant because they are far away from the emperor."

"In my opinion, we have to give Tianlan Zong some strength first! Let the old ghost yuan know that daozong is not easy to offend, and the authority of the patriarch should not be offended! As long as the sky orchid dress soft, ask the world to cultivate true person, which dare not respectfully worship? "

"You're not right. The point is not Tianlan sect. Even if yuan Laogui had the ability, he could not govern the whole oriental cultivation world. It was useless to press him on the ground. In fact, we all know that the most important thing is the one in Jiangnan... "

Suddenly, the hall was cold again.

Mentioning the one in Jiangnan, people looked at each other, and their faces became stiff.

When it comes to the trouble of finding Tianlan Zong Yuan Luochen, everyone is still very excited. After all, there are two demigods in daozong now, and they are very confident. But once the cruel man in Jiangnan Lin family mansion was mentioned, no one dared to speak.

Just because we all know that Lin Zixuan, the heavenly pride of China, can't be provoked. That's more terrible than yuan Luochen, the demigod

They led the people to choose the Japanese demon hunting regiment, and then went to Japan with one gun and one horse. They opened up a bloody war in Japan, killing so many people that they fought the first war of cultivation. In the battle of Fuyue mountain, even the peak demigod Mu Youliang was slaughtered, which destroyed all the cultivation power of Dongyi Kingdom, and he did not dare to explode again.

Who dares to fight against such achievements and feats?

And when Lin Zixuan's fighting and killing led to the collapse of heaven and earth, and the water was flowing back, what was daozong doing?

In the face of Dongyi demon hunting group, as the gate of the most powerful sect in northern China, daozong didn't even dare to say a word or show his face

In the final analysis, the reason is not yuan Luochen. It is the five-star butcher in the south of the Yangtze River who made daozong lose his face.

Seeing the reaction of the old worshipers in the hall, Xiao Fengjie, the leader of daozong, became more and more angry. He only felt that his dignity had been pulled out and trampled on the ground.

His left eyelid jumped, his right eyelid jumped, his breathing was heavy, and he raised his hand and slapped the table hard.

Click!

The table, which had been reinforced with Rune array, was immediately split into pieces, and then shaken into powder under the encouragement of the air engine of the demigod strongman.

The faces of all the people in the daozongmen below changed greatly. They bent down and said in unison:

"Please calm your anger..."

Xiao Fengjie couldn't stop his anger. He was about to explode.

He was biting his teeth, staring at the old worshipers below, and asked word by word:

"Don't you think that this seat can't compare with Lin Zixuan in the south of the Yangtze River?"

For a long time, there was silence.

Xiao Fengjie

Isn't that a little too real? Don't you give me a damn face?

The elder Miao Chunxi was the first to return to his mind. He waved his hand and said, "it's not like that! The master's cultivation is profound, especially compared with the hairy boy in the south of the Yangtze River? "

Under his leadership, others also spoke against their will

"Nature, nature, the patriarch is highly respected and kind-hearted. What is a five-star butcher? How can he be worthy of the patriarch's sweat?"

"Our dadaozong always pays attention to the cultivation of mind. It has lasted for thousands of years, which is not what Jiangnan linzixuan can understand."

"Hum, if the patriarch had the heart, how could he be weaker than the boy surnamed Lin? People in the world are short-sighted and regard the murderous devil as the pride of heaven. It's really funny

Xiao Fengjie, the leader of dadaozong, was in a better mood after all the people's praise

But from then on, Lin Zixuan must become a thorn in his heart. As long as the thorn is not pulled out, it will torture his self-esteem all the time and make him not a well-known and honest leader of the east land. And his so-called seven kings have become illusory castles in the air.

Bao Hongwei came out of the crowd and said in a respectful voice: "I have some immature ideas under my command. I don't know whether to speak or not."

When Xiao Fengjie was depressed and annoyed, he said in a deep voice: "speak."

Bao Hongwei cleared his throat, turned to face the people in the hall, and deliberately raised his tone: "as we all know, people in the world do not regard the patriarch as the king, they are willful and perverse, all because of Lin Zixuan. Therefore, in Bao's foolish opinion, only by taming the arrogance of the Chinese nation and ordering him to submit to the Lord's knees can we make the whole world return to peace and stability. "

As soon as the words were finished, the audience even rolled their eyes. Even in some corners where it was not easy to pay attention, there were low laughs.

It's just like farting. Who doesn't know that the problem lies in Tianjiao of China. As long as Lin Zixuan is solved, he will be the king of the east?

But the question is, how do you want to solve Lin Zixuan?

Even tan Jiandong, Ji Mingyang, Shenmu Youliang and a large number of ruthless characters have not won. With your sneaky goods, how can you deal with China's Tianjiao?

"Ha ha." Elder Miao Chunxi couldn't help laughing and said, "well, everyone can say it, but how to do it? Who can say it clearly? Anyway, Lin Zixuan is also a real demigod. Is he daydreaming to tame him

Bao Hongwei straightened his back and said in a deep voice: "since the patriarch has been canonized, he is the king who is right. South of the Yangtze River linzixuan, you have to accept the service, and you have to accept it! With the permission of the patriarch, the imperial edict will be issued to spread to the East, so that the practitioners in the world will come to worship and show their obedience! I'd like to take this opportunity to gather people's hearts and explore the reality of Lin Zixuan. "