Floating Immortal Order

Here, only Honglian Yuanjun's position is half a level higher than that of all the mountain masters, so all the Yuanshen Realm Yuanjun turned their attention to him, wanting to see how he would handle this matter.

Among them were some Yuanshen Realm Yuanjuns from other sects who came to watch the ceremony. They all had playful expressions on their faces as they watched the tit-for-tat drama between two Yuanshen Realm Yuanjuns that was rare among the Shangqing Holy Sect.

Honglian Yuanjun frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and then said: "Master Yangze Mountain, although Xu Disheng is a rare evil genius, he did violate the sect's rules. At this time, the evidence is even more conclusive, do you think?"

Yangze Yuanjun's expression was gloomy, and he also knew that many of his comrades from the Shanshan realm were here. Honglian Yuanjun could not ignore the sect's rules. He snorted coldly and said: "Since this son has violated the sect's rules, then he can only rely on Hong Lord Lianshan will deal with it."

Lord Palm Spirit Yuan looked slightly happy, stepped forward and said: "Master of Red Lotus Mountain, I will bring this child back immediately for disposal."

Honglian Yuanjun also felt extremely sorry for Xu Disheng here. He sighed and gently flicked his sleeves.

The layers of clouds that lay across the clear cloud abyss were completely swept and spread by this blow, and the towering figures of the Yuanshen Yuanjun appeared above the core sea of ​​clouds, in the eyes of tens of thousands of people.

"Those people at the very top are... the Yuanshen Realm Yuanjun who came to watch the ceremony!"

"And all the mountain owners from the eight mountains in the Shangqing Mountains!"

"This is truly the first time in my life that so many Yuanshen Realm Yuanjuns gather together."

"But the Yuanshen Realm Yuanjun suddenly removed the clouds and appeared in front of everyone. What do you want to do?"

…

Xu Disheng took several life-nourishing pills one after another, and the wound on his abdomen stopped bleeding and began to heal very slowly.

All the profound energy in the body has been exhausted, and even the soul power has been exhausted. The black flute is almost transparent. There are waves of severe pain in Xu Disheng's mind, as if he will faint completely in the next moment.

Reluctantly sitting up, listening to the noisy discussions of tens of thousands of people above the core sea of ​​clouds, and seeing the wonderful sight of the Red Lotus Primordial Lord parting through the clouds and mist in the sky to see the bright moon, Xu Disheng glanced at the primordial spirits. A middle-aged man in black robes among Jing Yuanjun, because he was the only one who looked at Xu Disheng, his eyes were full of greed, murderous intent and other deeply hidden emotions.

As Yuan Sheng Realm Yuanjun, he would not reveal too obvious intentions. However, Xu Disheng has been practicing "Soul Song" for nearly twenty years and is extremely sensitive to these similar emotions directed at him, so he can Catch it just a little bit.

Obviously, this middle-aged man in black robe is the Yuan Shen Realm Yuanjun of the Zhao family in the fourth mountain of Law Mountain!

Lord Zhang Ling Yuan looked down at the tens of thousands of cloud seats above the core sea of ​​clouds, and even glanced at the hundreds of divine elixir realm masters. He stayed for a moment where Master Xinglan was, and then looked away directly. His voice spread throughout the The whole Tongming Yunyuan said: "Xu Disheng from Chaolu Peak in Mingxin Mountain Range killed his fellow disciples from the Zhao Realm. The evidence is conclusive. As the Yuan Shen Realm Yuanjun, I have the right to take him directly back to the dojo for disposal."

Countless people looked horrified, their eyes filled with surprise, and noisy and noisy discussions broke out.

"Xu Disheng!? How is this possible?"

"Violating religious rules?"

"But who is the Lord Yuanjun who spoke...?"

"This is Master Zhangling Yuan. Master Zhangling Yuan has already opened a dojo in Yuluo Realm and rarely leaves Yuluo Realm."

"The other mountain masters are all silent. Do you think they have approved Xu Disheng's violation of the sect's rules?"

"Lord Yangze Yuanjun is also among them. Xu Disheng is a disciple of Mingxin Mountain Range, but Lord Yangze Yuanjun has no intention of stopping him!"

"Half an hour ago, Xu Disheng was the new evil genius of the Qihai Realm of the Shangqing Holy Sect. In such a short time, he has become a disciple who violates the rules of the Shangqing Holy Sect? There must be something fishy!"

An endless stream of surprised and doubtful discussions rang out, and countless eyes were looking at the Yuanshen Realm Yuanjun high in the sky, and even looking at the young man in white sitting cross-legged on the ground in the distance of the core sea of ​​clouds with a calm expression.

"Master Zhangling Yuanjun, is there any misunderstanding about this matter?" Master Xinglan sighed softly in his heart, but still got off the Yunqi Luanjia and saluted high in the sky.

Seeing that Xu Disheng was about to be captured and suppressed, even if it was inappropriate, Master Xinglan could not help but speak for him and make an attempt that might be completely useless.

"Xinglan, as a powerful person in the Mingxin Mountain Range, you have disciples who come from the secret realm of mortals to kill fellow disciples, but you don't know at all that I haven't punished you for your oversight!" Zhangling Yuanjun snorted softly and shook his head. He shook his sleeves and robe, obviously not saving any face for Master Xinglan.

However, he is not the mountain owner of Mingxin Mountain Range. At this moment, directly reprimanding one of the powerful people in Mingxin Mountain Range is already a bit over the line.

Yangze Yuanjun's face became even more gloomy, and he looked at Zhangling Yuanjun coldly, but because of the countless people's eyes looking at this place, and even taking into account the face of the Shangqing Holy Sect, it was inconvenient to have an attack.

Xinglan real person

He cupped his hands and retreated directly into his own Yunqi Luanjia without speaking again.

"Senior Brother Xu!" Chu Luo and the others looked at Xu Disheng, who was still sitting cross-legged on the jade slip screen, with extremely anxious expressions.

"Junior Brother Xu, it's a pity." Mo Yue had already returned to the main hall to adjust her breathing, and sighed softly as she looked at the young man in white above the jade slip screen.

He Junyu's expression changed, and he wanted to rush out and speak out to stop him several times, but the reason in his mind told him that even Zhenren Xinglan was scolded and retreated. He, a mere Qihai realm disciple, was unable to change anything. Take it.

On the Yunqi seat of Emperor Wa's ancient sect.

The girl in a moon-white dress flew out on a demonic cloud. The snow-white crown on her head trembled slightly, and her long black hair flowed in the wind. Lu Ling's eyebrows were even more delicate, just like the person in the painting.

She landed in front of Xu Disheng, looked up at Zhangling Yuanjun, and said, "Dispose of it? How to dispose of it?"

"Younger of the Monster Clan?" Zhangling Yuanjun looked at him with a worried look on his face, frowning and looking at Yuyun Yuanjun of the Ancient Wahuang Sect, "Jade Yuyunjun, is this woman a disciple of the Ancient Wahuang Sect?"

Yuyun Yuanjun also directly shouted: "Discourteous! Lu Ling, why don't you back down!? The affairs of the Shangqing Holy Sect have nothing to do with us!"

In the Yunqi Seat of the Ancient Emperor Wa Sect, Yan Wuji turned his head and looked at Hong Zhao, teasing and saying, "Hong Zhao, your fiancée actually stood up for others, it's really interesting."

…

Xu Disheng was still sitting cross-legged, raised her eyes slightly, and saw the moon-white skirt fluttering gently in front of her, and she could vaguely smell the fragrance of the girl.

The girl's back was facing him at this time. Her long black hair was tied up by a snow-white crown, which reached her waist. Occasionally, a few strands of hair were lifted by the wind and gently brushed her face.

Lu Ling had awakened part of his memory. His long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the evil spirit was flowing in his eyes. He turned his head and whispered softly: "Master, you protected me in the last life. In this life, I will not let you be harmed again." Any harm."

"I'm not him." Xu Disheng struggled to step back a little, avoiding the caress of the girl's hair that was blown up by the wind. His voice was still cold, like the ice that never melted, "Although I only have a short life in this life, Twenty years, but I am still myself from beginning to end, so why should I fear death?"

Lu Ling shook his head gently, and there was an aura rising from his body that seemed to come from eternity.

The vitality of heaven and earth in the entire transparent cloud abyss surged crazily, converging towards Lu Ling's head.