Bincheng.
Wu Jinghua looked at the divine ships in the void with a complicated expression.
"Back then, our Pangu Sect had tens of thousands of divine ships. Wherever we passed, the immortals would avoid us, and we were so powerful! Now we... alas!"
After hearing the village chief's words, the other young people had expressionless faces. Since they were born, they have been living like mice, hiding here and there.
Although the village chief often told them about the glorious deeds of the Pangu Sect in the past, which they enjoyed listening to when they were young, when they heard it again when they grew up, those stories seemed more like a great irony.
Now when they heard the village chief mention the past, they felt very angry.
What they didn't expect was that they finally found the Shu Zun Ancestor, but were turned away by the Shu Zun Ancestor, which made them feel a little angry and desperate.
"Village chief, why are the ancestors still unwilling to receive us? Have we done something wrong?"
Listening to the rumors outside, the ancestors usually use holy springs to brush their teeth, and eat holy rice, holy materials, but what about them? But I can’t even eat enough!
How unfair this is!
They don't ask for daily saint-level materials as food, they just want to be able to walk on the street openly without fear of being hunted down by other immortal sect forces!
These young people have now begun to hate the ancestor Shu Zun in their hearts. The hatred was caused by the older generation, but the trouble was left to them.
Wu Jinghua naturally noticed what the junior behind him was thinking, and his eyes were full of guilt.
These children should not be responsible for this hatred.
He raised his head and looked at the sky for a long time, and finally sighed softly: "Let's go, follow me to pay homage to the ancestor!"
Today, the ancestor must give them an explanation, otherwise the hearts of these children will be broken.
Wu Jinghua looked towards the misty forest as he walked, "Ancestor, I don't care what plans you have, you can't be sorry to these children!"
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"They went in to discuss things. Do you think we will be implicated?"
"What are you thinking? Even the people from the Immortal Realm came and were beaten away by Senior Zhang. Just these rookies?"
"Hey, don't say that. I feel so happy when I hear you say that. A bunch of losers dare to come to our Bincheng! I wonder who gave them the courage?"
The warriors in Bincheng raised their heads and looked at the divine ships in the void playfully, without much fear in their words.
Hearing the discussion of the people below, the faces of the disciples in several major holy places were as black as coals.
What the hell...
They are high-ranking Holy Land disciples, and they will attract everyone's attention wherever they go, but when they come here, even ordinary people look at them as if they are fools, which makes the disciples of the Five Holy Lands very unhappy.
"If it hadn't been for the elders' orders, I would have really wanted to go down and kill them. How dare a bunch of losers look down on us!"
"What do you mean, you, a great disciple of the Holy Land, are arguing with these people from the lower world?"
"Don't worry, the elders will be able to discuss a decision soon. By then, I will see if these losers still dare to talk nonsense. At that time, I will first kill those people who gossip!"
A disciple from Huangming Mountain said in a cold voice, pointing at Bincheng.
The expression of the person he pointed at suddenly changed.
"A bunch of losers who only dare to talk nonsense. If you have the guts, go out of Bincheng and give it a try!"
"You only dare to hide in Bincheng and bark wildly. Why do you have the right to look down on us?"
"If you dare to come out and have an honest fight with us, we will naturally think highly of you."
"Are there no warriors in Bincheng? Are there no men? Come out!"
The disciples from Huangming Mountain, Tianyao Palace, Zhenhun Palace, and Yanjun Palace all walked into the void, exuding a terrifying aura, which was terrifying.
Upon noticing this aura, all the warriors in Bincheng fell silent.
The talented disciples of the major empires felt that their faces were dull, and no one dared to step out even though someone was pointing their noses at them. This was a very unpleasant feeling.
"Where is Senior Zhang? Where are his disciples? He led these people here, why didn't he show up himself?"
Among the crowd, a voice suddenly came out.
"Isn't it unreasonable to enjoy the blessings at home, but for us to come forward and accept the insults from others?"
"Didn't you say that Senior Zhang serves the country and the people? When it comes time to really serve the country and the people, why doesn't he show up?"
"Are those legends true? Senior Zhang obtained the treasure from the Pangu Sect's ruins?"
Hearing this, everyone had different expressions.
"If you ask me, we should go to the Misty Forest to find Senior Zhang and ask him to come forward and explain why he holds the benefits but let us accept such an insult. This is unfair!"
"You are talking about a holy weapon refiner, are you bragging? There are no holy weapons in the ruins, and Zhang just took them out!"
The voice continued.
The people around him suddenly became moved.
Holy soldiers!
In the Holy Land, only the disciples of Shengwu Mountain looked normal and watched all this calmly, as if what the people below said had nothing to do with them.
At this time, a man slowly walked out with a dog.
He walked step by step towards the divine ship of Soul Zhen Palace. With every step he took, the clouds condensed and turned into a ladder under his feet.
This person is naturally Chen Ming, and Chen Ming's eyes become increasingly red.
As he walked out step by step, the murderous intention in his body slowly rose. When he was about to approach the divine ship of the Soul-Calling Hall, the aura full of destruction almost condensed into substance.
Chen Ming's appearance immediately became the focus of everyone's attention, especially since he clearly showed no goodwill toward Soul Zhendian.
"Who is this person? Is he looking for trouble in the Soul-Suppressing Hall?"
"This person came from Bincheng. Could it be that he is a young talent trained by one of our empires in Kyushu? He can't stand the ridicule of these people, so he wants to challenge these people?"
"This person's approach is very unwise. The aura on his body is no more than that of a heavenly immortal. For a small immortal to face the Soul-Suppressing Hall, he is really overestimating his capabilities!"
"Yes, the leader of the Soul-Suppressing Hall is Chen Shuquan, the master of the Ninth Hall. He is half-step into Taiyi Golden Immortal cultivation. He is a real powerhouse. Does this person think that the Soul-Suppressing Hall is the weakest among the five holy places?"
"Look at that dog. This person is carrying a dog. Could it be that this person is Senior Zhang's disciple?"
"Why don't you guess that this person is Senior Zhang? Apart from the strong men in Bincheng and the Emperor of Nine Provinces, who in Blue Star has seen Senior Zhang? Maybe this person is Senior Zhang!"
This person's words immediately made everyone in Bincheng's eyes light up, and people from various holy places looked at Chen Ming with burning eyes.
He is very young and has a pet dog that really looks like the legendary Senior Zhang!
But this realm... Heavenly Immortal
"Chen Ming, it turns out it's you, the rebellious son who killed his father and his mother, and you finally showed up!"
Just as everyone was talking about it, a man on the bow of the Soul Zhendian recognized Chen Ming and said sarcastically.
After everyone heard this, they suddenly became uninterested!