The entire hall was quiet.

No one stood up to respond to him.

A self-supporting identity with a high level of cultivation is inconvenient to snatch it at will, and he is also concerned about other people.

Those who have low cultivation know that they have no chance, so they don’t have to be cannon fodder for others in vain.

Not to mention those who have practiced for thousands of years, even those who have practiced for hundreds of years are not many fools.

The disciple's expression became embarrassed. He wanted to retreat, but he felt embarrassed and did not retreat, and he did not dare to fight Cao Yi. He was so entangled that he could not add anything.

"I'll deal with him with you"

Mrs. Diyong stood up, her waist straight and her eyes were extremely sharp.

If you talk about the person who hates Cao Yi the most, she must be. Not only is her foundation destroyed, but she almost dies at Cao Yi's hands. If she fails to revenge such a great revenge, she will be a demon king in vain.

"Enough"

Nezha's cold voice rang out.

Mrs. Diyong immediately stopped and sat down again.

The reason why she can have today is due to the protection of Nezha and his son.

Without Nezha and his son, she would have died dozens of times. Nezha's words were equivalent to the golden rule for her.

The disciple took advantage of the situation and retreated together.

"Then who really wants it?"

Cao Yi deliberately asked.

The disciple staggered, turned around and glared at Cao Yi, and quickly returned to his position.

He was not stupid, he was just blinded by greed.

"I have a thief's heart but no courage"

Cao Yi shook his head.

Hearing this, the disciple clenched his fists, his eyes full of resentment!

Cao Yi ignored it directly.

"I will exchange it with you with the magic medicine of heaven"

Nezha said sincerely.

“Not interested”

Cao Yi's answer was very straightforward.

There is not even a real god in this world, so the magic medicine must be in trouble!

Nezha nodded calmly after two seconds of surprise.

Although he protected Mrs. Diyong, he was not a person who bullied the weak, not to mention that there were so many people here, many of them. The number one god general in the Heavenly Court was just a name, and he was not invincible. If he really tried to grab it, he might not be able to grab it. The image he maintained over the years would be gone.

Nezha's approach made many monks around him feel relieved.

As long as things don't fall into the hands of super experts like Nezha, they still have a chance.

For a moment, Cao Yi felt many greedy eyes.

Why haven't you encountered such a thing before?

Is it because I always found a strong backer and stayed around most of the time?

"Sit here, wait a moment, you can enter the temple first."

Nezha casually pointed to a position close to him.

As the number one god general in the heavenly court, a person who is powerful in the three realms, he treats an unknown person so politely.

It is fake that everyone does not envy and jealousy.

"No"

Cao Yi refused.

"Not knowing how to lift"

Mrs. Di Yong, who was sitting next to Nezha, sneered at the corner of her mouth and said.

Nezha glanced at her.

She immediately lowered her head.

Cao Yi walked to the seat near the entrance of the hall and sat down.

I immediately felt dozens of pairs of malicious gazes.

Cao Yi just smiled plainly.

No one was his opponent except a few monks.

Even if these people beat up, wouldn't he turn in?

"Master Cui from Penglai"

Someone sang a name.

The sound is very loud.

Then, Master Cui, who is completely antonym of the immortal style, appeared on the steps of the hall.

"Master Cui is here, Master Cui is a famous alchemist."

"Master Cui from Penglai has been heard for a long time"

...

Many people stood up from their positions with a serious expression.

A famous alchemist is one of the most noble people in the world of cultivation. No one can guarantee that he will need a famous alchemist one day.

"Master Cui is here, why are you still sitting there? There is no rules at all?"

The disciple had spoken out and looked very harsh.

It's not over yet!

A fire flashed through Cao Yi's eyes.

The disciple took several steps and sat on the ground with his butt, his face extremely pale.

"Master Cui, please attend the meeting"

An elder of a large pope came forward and said politely.

The smile on his face is like a blooming daisy.

"Master, sit here"

Elders from other sects shouted loudly.

Master Cui ignored it directly and walked to Cao Yi and sat down next to him.

Cao Yi nodded slightly after he replied.

This surprised everyone. Is it popular to sit at the door this year?

"They knew each other, just now on the mountainside..."

There was someone who had witnessed Cao Yi and Master Cui’s past before and spoke out.

Only then did everyone realize Cao Yi's power.

But that's all.

They do not believe how high a person whose life is less than thirty years old can achieve in alchemy.

They prefer to believe that it is the extraordinaryness of the God Furnace itself. The willingness to seize the God Furnace has become stronger.

"Pluto's Representative"

Someone else rolled the name.

"Plade, there are countless peerless masters in the new god"

"Plade sent someone to come, and he also wanted to get a share of the pie?"

...

The hall was talking as if the council was having a meeting.

However, the attention was very consistent, and the eyes were staring at the entrance of the hall.

Even Nezha is no exception.

A golden light flashed, and Zhao Li and Wang Xiaoya appeared on the steps of the hall.

"How did Pluto send a ghost messenger and a mortal? Let's make up the number of people?"
To be continued...