Peerless Taoist

Taiyidaozong, zongzhufeng.

At this time, in front of the main hall, countless disciples were busy and put a very beautiful ceremony in front of the main hall.

In the center of the main hall of the patriarch, the patriarch he Xuanji was dressed in a crown and sat upright.

Although he sat on the first seat, if he looked closely at the position of he Xuanji, he would find that he Xuanji was still a little short.

Above him, Xu xiangtian sat impressively.

"Holy Son, Lord, the guests who came to the meeting have been waiting outside for a long time." a disciple ran over and whispered.

Xu snorted to Tianleng and waved his hand: "let them wait outside more. These cheap bones should kill their spirit."

At this time, Xu xiangtian was wearing a golden royal coat, which was very powerful.

The disciple immediately ran out to deliver the letter.

He Xuanji frowned and said, "my God, why don't you go out to meet them? Although these people are only affiliated forces of our taiyizong, they should be friends anyway."

Xu xiangtian raised his eyebrows and sneered, "it's just a group of mole ants. Why should I make friends with them."

Once upon a time, when Xu xiangtian was a Taoist, he would make a gesture and often communicate with these small and medium-sized sects.

But now, he doesn't need to pose.

He is the son.

It is superior to all experts in the ice area, below one person and above ten thousand people.

Why should he waste his energy on hypocritical performances for the support of those people?

Just then, there was a loud noise outside the door.

"What's going on outside?" he Xuanji scolded.

A disciple ran in from the outside and said in a panic: "it's senior brother Han Zhuo. He wants to see the son of God. We don't dare to stop him."

He Xuanji frowned: "let him in."

Han Zhuo soon arrived in the hall and saw Xu xiangtian high above.

"Xu xiangtian, did you send someone to catch the people of Zang Xiufeng and Qiankun peak!" Han Zhuo shouted.

Because he supported Lu Yu, he was disqualified from the Holy Land trial by he Xuanji.

Han Zhuo did not recover from this, but took the task crazily and went out to temper himself.

He had just finished his task and came back from the outside. He immediately heard that Xu xiangtian ordered Tianxing peak's people to arrest the inner disciples who had met with Lu Yu.

He Xuanji patted the table: "how can you talk to your senior brother? Don't admit your mistake!"

Han Zhuo gritted his teeth and said, "father, do you know what Xu xiangtian did! What mistakes did so many disciples make that they should be caught in the prison!"

He Xuanji angrily denounced: "you don't have the right to speak here. Don't get out of here."

"Master, wait a minute."

Xu xiangtian raised his head and looked contemptuously at Han Zhuo: "yes, I did these things. What can you do with me?"

"I am the son of God, and what are you worthy of questioning me here?"

Han Zhuo smiled angrily: "since the son of God has already started, let's just catch me. Don't you want to hide the sky in taiyidaozong when you drive Fang Yun away. Now, it's your best mobile phone meeting."

"Enough!"

He Xuanji slowly stood up, walked to Han Zhuo and slapped him.

Han Zhuo didn't expect that it would be his adoptive father. He was caught off guard and flew to the ground, spitting blood at his mouth.

"I've paid back what I owed your biological father for so many years. I'm no longer your father. You go." he Xuanji was disappointed.

Why can't this boy understand the situation?

Is the opportunistic and precarious young master of piaoyue sect trustworthy, or is his own disciple, Xu xiangtian, the son of ice region, trustworthy?

Obviously, he Xuanji's balance is more inclined to the latter.

As for Lu Yu, he Xuanji always kept disdain in his heart.

This boy has been protected by countless strong men, but it's just good luck.