Honghuang: The Ancestral Witch of Strength, Suppressing Sanqing at the beginning

This voice... he is familiar!

Chapter 217 Reappearance of famous sayings, fire sticks

"After so many years, I haven't made much progress in my cultivation, but I have grown a lot more courageous."

Hearing the voice from the courtyard, most people looked confused.

Especially the disciples of the Western Sect, even the registered disciple who spoke disrespectfully before showed anger and planned to respond.

But Maitreya was different, Maitreya's face was ashes at this moment.

The whole person shuddered, and his calf gave way, and he almost sat on the ground paralyzed.

"I..."

The named disciple on the side hadn't noticed that Maitreya's state was wrong, so he yelled directly: "Why are you talking to me, Senior Brother Maitreya!?"

Hearing that the junior brother beside him was so brave.

Miller was almost dumbfounded.

He would never forget that voice in the courtyard, and even that voice before almost became a barrier to Maitreya's heart.

He hurriedly raised his hand, took the golden bowl in his hand, and greeted the head of the named disciple with all his strength.

With a "bang", the registered disciple lost consciousness and fell to the ground before he had time to think about why Senior Brother Maitreya shot at him.

Maitreya was panting heavily, and tremblingly walked towards the door.

He knocked out the registered disciple, but he really wanted to save him, after all, there are few talents in Lingshan.

Dare to talk like that to that person in the courtyard, even the teacher would not dare!

This (TM) old birthday star hanged himself, looking for death?

Under the surprised eyes of everyone, Maitreya walked tremblingly to the gate of the courtyard.

"Senior Brother Duobao, please make room..." Seeing that the door was already blocked by disciples of Interpreting and Intercepting Teaching.

Miller smiled wryly.

Hearing this, Duobao didn't bother to say anything at this time, and moved his chubby body to lean towards Zhao Gongming, making room for Mitreya.

Then Maitreya knelt down beside Duobao and looked towards the courtyard.

Sure enough, the young man who quietly looked at him with a kind smile on his face, who else could it be if it wasn't Su Mu! ?

"Senior... Maitreya, I don't know if the senior is here, but Maitreya knows his mistake."

Now all the sage disciples kneeled neatly outside the courtyard gate, and even blocked the courtyard gate completely.

At this time, not only their saint disciples panicked.

Even those quasi-sages and Da Luo Jinxian Da Neng who came to join in the fun were all panicked.

Now everyone is restricted within a kilometer and cannot leave.

And in that courtyard, I don't know who is a powerful person who can't be provoked.

Even the personal disciples of the saints of the Three Religions can only obediently kowtow to plead guilty.

What about those who have no background?

After all the sage disciples had kneeled neatly, Su Mu slowly took a sip of tea and said, "Xuanyuan, Fuxi, are the dishes ready?"

It seems that they don't care about the people who are kneeling at all.

Hearing Mr.'s words, Fuxi and Xuanyuan rushed forward and planned to go back to the courtyard to speak again.

But found that the courtyard was blocked by people.

"Please let me go." Fuxi and the two finished.

Hearing this, Zhao Gongming and Guang Chengzi gave up a space in the middle.

Only then did Xuanyuan and Fuxi return to the courtyard.

Facing Su Mu with shame, he scratched his head: "Sir, we were stopped by them on the way, and we haven't arrived at the restaurant yet..."

Su Mu frowned, and then asked, "Have you all forgotten my teaching?"

The two of them immediately became more ashamed and did not dare to say more.

Then Su Mu shook his head and sighed: "Forget it, I will give you a practical lesson today."

Then Su Mu asked slowly: "People don't know, but they are not stunned, isn't it a gentleman?"

"Do you two understand its meaning?"

The two looked at each other, and Xuanyuan said, "Others don't understand me, but I'm not angry, isn't that also moral and self-cultivation?"

However, the disciples of the saints who were kneeling on the side trembled in their hearts.

They all knew that the deep meaning in what Senior Su Mu said was by no means that simple.

As I said before, it is possible to die in the morning and evening, and if it comes, it will be safe. Who in the prehistoric world does not know?

Outside the courtyard, many great powers suddenly panicked after hearing these slightly familiar words.

"No...can't it be that one?" A quasi-sage master trembled and murmured in a low voice.

Da Luo Jinxian on the side couldn't help asking in doubt: "Senior, who are you talking about?"

The quasi-sage said tremblingly: "Have you ever heard that if you come, you will be safe?"

Hearing the quasi-sage's words, everyone present trembled!

"You mean... the courtyard is the master of the tunnel, the emperor of the Wu clan?"

Everyone panicked.

If it was really that person, all this would make sense!

Why is the saint disciple kneeling at the door? If that...

And why those two teenagers dared to say bad things about the Great Sage...

Reminiscent of that person who still has the identity of a human saint, it is not impossible to live in seclusion among the human race.

Cold sweat had begun to appear on everyone's foreheads.

Now they have no idea of ​​running away.

They all began to recall whether they had said anything terrible just now.

And the real person Ziyun who stopped Fuxi and Xuanyuan the first time sat down on the ground.

With trembling lips, he murmured: "The poverty is over..."

He even had a clear idea of ​​how he would die in his heart.

It's nothing more than a heart-to-heart talk...

In the courtyard, Su Mu naturally also noticed the reaction outside the door.

He couldn't help touching his chin, and whispered to himself: "Is Su so scary..."

Just at this time, the three Hou Yi and Ao Cang also came out of the room.

Hearing Su Mu's words, the four of them nodded silently in their hearts.

The prestige of the emperor in the prehistoric world, is that just a joke?

As for Ao Cang, he spent the most time with Su Mu.

Thinking of the old man killing each other with a smile every time, Ao Cang couldn't help but sigh with emotion, when the old man smiles, life and death are unpredictable...

"Sir, I wonder if I understand right?" Xuanyuan couldn't help asking.

Su Mu shook his head very naturally: "The so-called, people don't know, but they are not stunned, isn't it a gentleman?"

"Some people don't know my name, but I haven't gotten angry yet. This is already a gentleman."

Hearing this, Xuanyuan and Fuxi looked at each other.

"As expected of you sir, students are ashamed."

Then Su Mu continued to ask: "If a gentleman is not serious, he is not powerful."

Fuxi and Xuanyuan asked in confusion again: "What do you mean by this, Mr.?"

Su Mu didn't show off, and explained to the two of them seriously: "A gentleman must play hard, otherwise he won't be able to establish his prestige!"

Then, under the shocked eyes of everyone, he waved his hand and summoned a pitch-black fire stick in the courtyard.

Passed it to Xuanyuan's hand and said: "Go, just give the one who spoke rudely outside the door just now."

These words also raised the hearts of all the capable people outside the door.

"Understood!" Xuanyuan's eyes lit up immediately, he had long remembered what some people had said to insult Mr.

Those who said that Mr. ran away, and those who laughed!

Xuanyuan took the fire stick and walked towards the door.

Seeing this, everyone outside the door breathed a sigh of relief when they found that Xuanyuan held something like a firestick in his hand.

It shouldn't be a big problem to get this thing... right?

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Chapter 218 Fire Stick?Killing gun

Everyone heard that in the courtyard, Su Muyan said that everyone should come, and everyone became terrified.

After all, that is the existence of the master of the tunnel, the emperor of the Wu clan, if he said one person, I am afraid it will kill him!

However, everyone breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Xuanyuan holding a pitch-black fire stick that looked a little taller than the eight-year-old Xuanyuan's height.

If Xuanyuan, who has not yet become a fairy, is only allowed to hold a fire stick to each person, it seems that it is not a big problem.

Many people breathed a sigh of relief, especially those who just spoke indiscriminately. They thought they would die, but they didn't expect Senior Su Mu to be so magnanimous.

"It seems that what Senior Su Mu said in the prehistoric age was cruel, it's all rumors!"

"Even if you humiliate a saint, you can't escape death, but senior Su Mu just asked the boy under the door to teach us a lesson for each of us."

Many people were secretly ashamed.

I feel that my layout is small.

But only Xuanyuan who was holding the fire stick and everyone in the courtyard knew that they were thinking too much.

After all, how could Su Mu really just use an ordinary fire stick.

On weekdays, what everyone eats is innate top-grade or even top-grade spiritual roots, so it is impossible for them to use ordinary products.

Especially Ao Cang in the courtyard, after hearing that the elder asked Xuanyuan to go out with a fire stick, Ao Cang looked at those people outside the door with a trace of pity in his eyes.

It was as if they had seen their miserable end.

Ao Cang, who has been with Su Mu the longest, naturally knows the old man's temper.

If no one took the initiative to provoke the Elder Master, then the Elder Master would be easy to get along with.

But if you offend the Grand Master... then it would be more comfortable to pack up and wait for death. If you wait for the Grand Master to make a move, then you might die!

In a room in the courtyard, Nuwa felt everything that happened outside.

He sighed lightly: "Su Lang doesn't seem to intend to let them go..."

Among the people present, only Su Mu and Nu Wa, who are saints, could see the origin of the fire stick.

Although the black fire stick was concealed by Su Mu by means.

But how could Nuwa, who is a saint, not see through?

It was clearly the god-killing spear that disappeared after Daoist Hongjun fought with Demonic Ancestor Luohu and disappeared after Luohu fell!

Being stabbed firmly by the god-killing gun, let alone those big Luos and quasi-sages outside the door.