"Fellow Daoist is here, shining like Haoyang, how could I not come?"

The Saint of Cundi smiled and said, "But there is something that has puzzled me for many years, so I have to come and ask for advice."

When Zhao Yu heard this, his heart turned around and said with a smile: "The saint is omniscient and omnipotent. What can make the saint confused?"

"Where are there." Saint Zhunti waved his hand and said, "The more you see, the more doubts you will be. The great way is endless, how can you be omniscient and omnipotent? The fellow Taoist joked." But he turned his words: "More than thirty years ago, I had a few disciples who went down the mountain to travel and lost their traces on the western foot of Tiantai Mountain. After all, it was unreasonable. Although my disciples did not have much magical power, they also had a golden elixir. They were confused and could not calculate it. Why not doubt it?"

When Zhao Yu heard this, he immediately knew the purpose of the saint.

Opening a word is the reason for the disciple's disappearance. After all, it is still involved in Zhao Yu.

This saint must be a little scheming.

Zhao Yu smiled and said, "Oh, it turns out that's the matter."

The Saint of Cundi said in surprise: "Does the fellow Taoists know?"

This acting skill is soaring to the sky.

Zhao Yu followed up with the performance: "Of course I know."

"I would like to tell me about it." Saint Zhunti looked sad: "I am poor in the West, and there are not many good seedlings, and I have lost these disciples. It's so painful for me to have my heart!"

Zhao Yu then showed a heavy expression: "Sage's Day, mourning and following changes. It is said that this matter was indeed more than thirty years ago. He was killed by Yu Hua, the garrison general of Shenmu City at that time."

"oh?!"

When the Saint Zhunti heard this, he looked angry: "Who is Yu Hua?! Dare to kill my disciple?!"

Zhao Yu smiled and said, "Yu Hua is the disciple of Yu Yuan, the immortal Penglai Qi, and Yu Yuan is the disciple of the Holy Mother of Jinling under the seat of the leader of the Tongtian Sect of Jie Sect."

"Four generations of disciples of Jie Sect?" Saint Zhunti said in shock and anger: "The four generations of disciples can kill my disciples! How dare he do this?! I am with the head of the Tongtian Sect, and my disciple is Yu Yuan's uncle, who is so rebellious?!"

This disciple, Algebra, was the ancestor of the Creation School, and so on. For example, Yang Jian was originally a disciple of the three generations of the Academic Sect. The Zhenren of Yuding was the second generation of disciples, and Yuanshi Tianzun was the founding ancestor of the first generation.

Seeing that his performance was superb, Zhao Yu was surprised and said, "It's still true? But at that time, Yu Hua was in the battle formation and killed several monks. He thought he didn't know what it was. I don't know how the disciples of the saint were in the Rong and Man formation. Is it a coincidence? I can't figure it out."

The saint Zhunti was so thick that no one could compare to. He heard this and said angrily: "Oh, I have always taught them, but how did they get into the Rongman Formation? It was probably a coincidence. Yu Hua didn't ask at that time, and he really wasn't a son."

Zhao Yu laughed and said, "In his position, he plans his own affairs. Since Yu Hua is a general in Shenmu City, it is his duty to conquer Rong and Manchus. Those who don't know will not blame him, and the saint calms down his anger."

Saint Cunti sighed and said, "Forget it, it's a rough idea, no wonder others are. However," he changed his voice: "I have seen Yu Hua. More than thirty years ago, Yu Hua was not in the realm of Qi refining, so how could he be able to kill my disciples?"

He looked at Zhao Yu: "I squeezed it all over and over, but I only squeezed a sword light. Could it be this sword?"

He was setting his eyes on the killing sword behind Zhao Yu.

Zhao Yu said intimately that he came, so he stopped his smile, without hiding it, and said, "It's this sword."

"I said why do you get involved here? So that's it." Saint Zhunti smiled softly and said, "Friend Taoist's sword kills my disciple. Wouldn't it be an explanation for me?"

Zhao Yu took the sword of killing with his back hand, put it on his knees, and smiled and said, "What does the saint want to explain?"

"I believe that fellow Taoist fellow Taoist has a fate with my Western sect..." Saint Cunti smiled and said, "Since fellow Taoist fellow Taoist has killed my disciple, we should set an example and enter my sect. There is also a position as the deputy leader in my sect, which is reserved for fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow

Zhao Yu laughed silently, he gently stroked the sword scabbard of the Killing Sword and said lightly: "Is this too much for fellow Taoist?"

"Not too much, not too much." Saint Zhunti smiled and said, "My senior brother and I never care about the affairs. My fellow Taoist is the deputy leader, and it is no different from being the leader. This is an opportunity, so why should I refuse?"

Zhao Yu sighed long and said, "As for the saints of the Three Pure Land, the saints of Cunti are still too fucking."

He held the hilt of the sword and stood up: "It's okay to ask me to join the Western religion, but I have to do it. If the saint can convince me, what's the harm in joining your Western religion? If not, hehe..." Zhao Yu showed his white teeth: "I will teach you that the West will not grow in no grass."

When the Saint Cunti heard this, his brow raised, and he felt that this words were like a ray of light on his back, and he thought to himself that this time was wrong?

But he smiled and said, "If I don't teach my fellow Taoists to see my supernatural powers, how dare I invite fellow Taoists to the church?"

After saying that, he stood up and brushed his sleeves: "Please."

"Please." Zhao Yu laughed.

The two of them stepped through the void, and they were in a flash.

Without saying a word, Zhao Yu drew his sword a little, and a sword lotus just wrapped the Saint Cunti in it. The sword lotus had twenty-four petals, and the petals were revealed, like a mixer, which was about to twist the Saint into ashes!

The Saint Zhunti smiled and moved his feet. Somehow, he walked out of the sword lotus. Yun Danfeng gently put the sword lotus behind him. He held a treasure full of branches and a golden jade garland in his hand. He found Zhao Yu's head and then had a dozen.

"Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree." Zhao Yu's eyes lit up, and he saw a five-colored light rising above his head, making a canopy, holding the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree and unable to fall down.

"Good magical power."

The Saint Cundi exclaimed, pulled out and beat him again.

Zhao Yu raised the sword of killing, and the sword light radiated, fighting with the saint.

In this battle, the two seemed to be calm, but in an instant, they messed up the world. Several figures appeared in the distance, and there were more and more spectators, as well as nearly ten people.

Zhao Yu had already used all his strength in this battle. During the attack, no magic power was blooming, but he was constrained to the extreme. It was not like the surging surging battles with people in the Dharma universe. But after all, there was no scruple outside the sky, and some aftermath spread out, shaking the world.

Then the battle was in full swing, with golden lotus flowers and sword lights in an instant. The two fighting skills were all mysterious and mysterious. Even the people watching the battle were fascinated by the sight.

In this fight, Zhao Yu gradually found the background of Saint Cunti. This saint's magic power was indeed at the realm of the Great Land Immortal. Just talking about magic power, he could crush Zhao Yu. But at the realm of Zhao Yu and Saint Cunti, Taoism is the decisive factor.

Therefore, it was a stalemate.
Chapter completed!