What are the qualifications to represent Nanzhan Lidao
Not only the monks in Shenzhou did not understand this question, but also many people among the monks in Nanzhan showed confusion. However, among the monks in Nanzhan, many people who had been placed long ago immediately looked at each other at the same time , secretly exchanged a thought, and began to spread out, enclosing every circle where monk Nan Zhan was in, and the spiritual thoughts began to pass on to each other.
Even Fang Xing, who had already boarded Fengchan Mountain and was in a daze with the green sandalwood in his hand, turned his head and looked down in confusion.
He saw Huangfu Zizhu, but he didn't feel that he knew this man, so he didn't speak immediately.
After Huangfu Zizhu attracted the attention of all the cultivators, he went a step further and shouted loudly: "Although my southward tour is a wilderness, there are also people who uphold the righteous way. Fang Xing's son, when you are in the southward tour, you will burn Killing and looting, killing masters and rebelling against the sect, you have done countless evil things, Nanzhan Xuanyu descended from the sky, do you know how many lives of my Nanzhan monk have been destroyed in your hands? Even my Taoist son of the Huangfu family was assassinated by you On the spot, monk Nan Zhan mentioned you, wanting to eat your flesh and drink your blood without hesitation. How can you, a bad little devil, stand up for me on behalf of Nan Zhan? What way? Demonic way, evil way, or a den of thieves?"
Hearing these words, the faces of all the cultivators down the mountain changed greatly, and they suddenly realized something.
The dragon girl's willow eyebrows stood on end, she was already murderous.
Ying Qiaoqiao and Chu Ci, when they saw Fang Xing's success in entering the formation, one wept with joy, pressing the yaoqin with her slender palm, trembling non-stop, while the other was crying bitterly on her shoulder, but now they were both startled and stood up , trembling.
The old man Huqin looked at his old friend who was sitting with a smile on his face, but his face became more and more serious, and he pressed the Huqin by his hand.
"The Northern Territory of Shenzhou is the place where the ancient Taoist temple is located. Even if there is such a rule of breaking through the ten formations of Zen and establishing the way, when will a devil be allowed to break through the formation and establish the way? If this is feasible, doesn't it mean that in the magic abyss The monsters from all over the world have come to break through these ten formations, can they be allowed to establish a lineage?" At this time, Huangfu Zizhu's words became more and more majestic, and as he stepped forward, he became more and more tall, majestic, and held high. He picked up the decree in his hand: "Besides, the three Taoist masters of the Northern Territory are merciful and benevolent, and they have already agreed to our Nanzhan's establishment of the Dao, so why do we need a little devil like you to help us Nanzhan through the ten battles?" Now, let's see how much blood you've made while rushing through the formation, how many murders you've committed, and I'm looking south to all the cultivators, how can I care that you, a Taoist system full of grievances, can gain a foothold?"
"unnecessary!"
At the foot of the mountain at this time, someone suddenly shouted loudly. The voice sounded in the area where Nan Zhan monks gathered, and the voice had activated spiritual power, so that everyone could hear it clearly, and even deliberately used Nan Zhan's accent. , so that people can understand where it came from when they heard it: "Little devil, you and I have a vendetta against killing brothers, and a certain family always wants to kill you for revenge. You are not qualified to stand up for me!"
As this sentence sounded, many voices followed immediately: "That's right, get out of here quickly!"
"Even if you have established the way, you are also the way of the devil. No matter how bad a certain family is, they don't bother to join you!"
"I, monk Nanzhan, have my own place to go, and I don't need you to show my favor here!"
One after another, they all sounded from the place where the Nanzhan monks gathered. There were too many voices, and it seemed that all the Nanzhan monks were angrily scolding Fang Xing at the same time. The Divine Cultivator was even more surprised.
Among them, some Nanzhan monks were aggrieved. After reacting, they wanted to speak out, but soon there were people in the crowd who had been paying attention to the spiritual thoughts: "Brother, what I just said It's very clear, Nanzhan Taoism was erected by the Huangfu family, and Nanzhan Lidao is only a moment away, are you really going to give up this opportunity to help that little devil?"
"While dying at the moment of death, all successes are in vain, and at the same time, there is a chance to make a career, you can think about it!"
Under this kind of admonition, even the monks who felt dissatisfied, either weighed it, or were coerced, and dared not speak for a while.
On the other hand, monk Nan Zhan shouted even more violently.
With their attitude, even some divine monks were infected, and they nodded secretly.
"It seems that among the monks of Nanzhan, they don't know many wise people. This is not bad. Rules are dead, but people are alive. Could it be that people from the Moyuan came, and after ten battles, we will also Can he be allowed to establish the Tao? Even monk Nan Zhan despises this little devil, so he is not qualified to enter ten battles for Nan Zhan and establish a Taoist system. Since it was wrong from the beginning, it is not bad to eradicate chaos now!"
Someone even shouted: "Little devil, what qualifications do you have to set foot on Fengchan Mountain? Come down quickly!"
"Which senior please take action to kill this blood-stained devil, sacrifice my heroic spirit of the Northern Territory, and rectify my name for the Taoism of China!"
Amidst the rage below, a change is rising spontaneously.
After breaking through ten formations, one is eligible to become an incense holder, but in this atmosphere, this rule gradually weakens.
Those who harbor jealousy wish to add oil and jealousy, fan the wind and light the fire, even if they remain neutral, and those who feel pity are silent at this time. The monks in Nanzhan do not want to offend the Huangfu family, and the monks in Shenzhou do not want to see it. When the little devil really established this orthodoxy, he was somewhat neutral. After Brother Nan Zhan had already stated his position, it was difficult to intervene to say something.
"It's too much, it's too shameless!"
The girl riding the strange fish uttered angrily, with a fierce look in her eyes.
And the little monk who knocked on the wooden fish looked up at the mountain, and muttered to himself: "Is it true that a generation of true demons will be born?"
"How could this be... how could this be..."
Ying Qiaoqiao and Chu Ci were already panicked in this atmosphere, holding each other's hands tightly, with tears streaming down their faces.
And Long Jun glanced at the two of them, and said in a low voice: "You Nan Zhan abandoned him, and even I can't say anything, but I will try my best to save his life, but what I am worried about is that this son is dead. If you are pregnant with a demon seed, I am afraid that you will fall into the devil's path forever under the anger. I can see the cause and effect between you two and him. Together, your friendship may surpass my daughter. If he falls into the devil's path, only You are able to save him, now I just ask you, are you willing to fight the entire Nanzhanbu state for him... "
"us… "
Ying Qiaoqiao was stunned for a moment, as if surprised by these words.
And Chu Ci didn't even think about it, and nodded again and again: "I am willing, even if I am an enemy of the world, I beg you to teach me..."
Ying Qiaoqiao reacted slower, and nodded hastily: "I am willing, I must save him, definitely!"
Long Jun nodded solemnly, and turned his gaze to Fengchan Mountain again.
There was excitement below, and I don't know how many people looked at him on the mountain angrily and disgustedly, but Fang Xing was peaceful in his heart.
At this time, Fang Xing had just climbed to the top of Fengchan Mountain, and not far away was the fragrant cauldron furnace.
A three-foot green sandalwood incense is inserted into the cauldron in the hand, even if you have obtained the qualification to establish the Tao in Shenzhou, but now, the cauldron is in front of you, and the green sandalwood is in your hand. , even if it is a certainty.
It's just that at this moment, the shouts of shouting and cursing from the bottom of the mountain, as well as the harsh and terrifying murderous aura, surged up like a tide.
"I'm fucking your uncle, can I be more shameless? My brother fought for you, and this is the result?"
The Great Golden Crow had originally slipped to the edge of the mountain where Song Guichan fell, and ghostly picked up the lotus platform that Song Guichan had lost. He was overjoyed and giggled, but when he returned to Fengchan Mountain, he listened. The cultivators at the foot of the mountain yelled and cursed, their jagged feathers stood up in fright, and stood in front of Fang Xing angrily, waving their wings and yelling down the mountain.
"Huangfu, Huangfu, how can you do this?"
Li Hongyi, Li Ying, Han Ying and Wang Qiong also came to the top of Fengchan Mountain with their arms supported, blocking Fang Xing and countless gazes from down the mountain, as if they wanted to shield him from the anger of all the cultivators down the mountain. Under the circumstances, they are also people who entered the battle together, and they feel the same. There is a sense of sadness in their hearts, and a wave of anger is burning. Even Wang Qiong, who is the most arrogant, has closed his eyes.
"We fought desperately to fight for Nan Zhan, did we get this result?"
At the foot of the mountain, the old man Huqin got up angrily, crushed the huqin, took out the sword in the qin, and pointed it at Huangfu Zizhu. Bobo, but I don't know that you are so shameless, if you want to harm the children on this mountain, you must first step on this dry bone of this old man!"
"And me, I don't care how powerful your Huangfu family is. My master died for this establishment of the Tao. How can you deny his achievements in one sentence? Huangfu family, you have the ability, Step on me first..."
Hou Guimen also stood up at this time, glaring and gnashing his teeth.
"You Huangfu family dare to do this, aren't you afraid of being punished by heaven?"
Ye Guyin beside the old man Huqin also raised his willow eyebrows and scolded angrily.
However, Huangfu Zizhu didn't even respond to the angrily reprimanded by the second child, and just glanced blankly, contemptuously.
The old, the young, and the three glared and shouted, but they didn't even say a word. When they jumped out, a crimson talisman floated over and suppressed them above their heads, suppressing their voices and even their voices. All the anger was shrouded in it, no matter how violently the two of them opposed it, it was still difficult to break the suppression of this Nascent Soul-level talisman.
They are still good. In other places, there are some monks who are lower in cultivation but unwilling to give in. They wanted to yell at them, but they were violently shot by the monks of the Huangfu family who had prepared in advance, and they were directly beheaded without a sound. Crouched in the crowd.
And under an ancient pine tree not far away, the dexterous Elder Zong Dezhao, who was wearing a divine armor, silenced his shouting with a spell, and then looked coldly at the mountain with his old eyes, layer upon layer of murderous aura: " Very good, very good, you slaughtered my disciples and cut off the incense of my clever sect, but did you ever think that the retribution would come so quickly, that you would be abandoned immediately and your chance stolen? Hahahaha, the old man is waiting for the moment when you are driven into a demon , I shot you to kill, even with the shackles of the Nine Heavens Alliance, I can't stop me from beheading your heart..."
Amidst the shouts of all the cultivators, all kinds of noisy voices filled my ears. Fang Xing held the green sandalwood, but he hesitated in his steps. He never stepped forward, but quietly stood alone in front of the bronze cauldron, with his head bowed, He didn't say a word, he didn't move.
"Junior Brother Fang, with this stick of incense, our ten formations, we can't rush in vain!"
On Fengchan Mountain, Li Hongyi lost his former composure and shouted loudly, almost hysterical.
"That's right, after breaking through ten formations, we are qualified to establish a way. Even if we don't establish the way of looking south, we must establish our own way. Who cares about staying with you in the same way? When the prince recovers from his injuries, we must Kill all of you ungrateful bastards!"
Li Ying also screamed strangely at this time, and jumped angrily.
"An ungrateful person should be killed! A wicked person should be killed! Huangfu's family should be killed!"
Even Han Ying, who is usually taciturn, now had veins on her forehead exposed, and drank three "Damn it!"
"Little devil, burn this stick of incense, buy some time to come out, the Huangfu family... may not be able to cover the sky with one hand!"
Even Wang Qiong took a strong breath at this time, but his face immediately became more gray and defeated.
"Hehe, Shangxiang..."
Fang Xing, who had been silent all this time and didn't even open his mouth to curse, suddenly gritted his teeth and laughed, his voice was low and weird.
"Why do you want to offer this stick of incense?"
There was an inexplicable taste in his voice, which made all the Nanzhan monks who heard his voice startled slightly.