Song Ziyu deliberately added accelerants when setting the fire, so the fire burned raging in the valley.

This partial peak has been uninhabited for a long time, so the vegetation is extremely dense. The flames are like a giant dragon, spreading from one end of the valley to the other, dyeing the entire valley a fiery red.

The firelight reflected on the surrounding mountain walls, making the originally dark rocks hot and bright.

The flames engulfed everything, burning all the trees, grass and bushes in the valley.

Those trees that were once lush and lush now only have dark trunks left.

Outside the fire scene, Song Ziyu was chatting and laughing with everyone from Qianling Sect.

"Gamble, I say within ten minutes, they won't be able to sit still."

Song Ziyu said.

Yin Jiuji, who had been silent for a long time, exclaimed, "Senior is really a wonderful person. You set fire to other people's sect. It's strange that they are not in a hurry."

Song Ziyu heard this and said, "Since a family has a great business, it doesn't matter if it burns a pigsty, right?"

While they were chatting, a group of monks flew over with swords. It turned out that Wan Fangming, the elder of foreign affairs, had arrived with a group of disciples.

Not only that, but some monks from other sects living nearby who were participating in the Immortal Ascension Conference were also following. They came to watch the fun and eat melons.

In line with the principle of watching the excitement without taking it too seriously, these monks even invited their friends to come.

"What on earth is going on?" Wan Fangming asked after landing.

No one answered. Before Song Ziyu spoke, everyone tacitly chose to shut up and remain silent.

After all, as the chief director, everyone is waiting to see how Song Ziyu will act.

"My master is asking you a question!" The leading disciple became anxious and asked quickly.

"snort!"

A cold shout came, and huge coercion swept towards the disciples who were taking the lead, making the disciples feel like they had fallen into an ice cellar on the spot!

"Is there any place for you to talk here? What is your identity? Dare you yell at us?"

Song Ziyu slowly turned his head, looked at Wan Fangming and said, "Don't talk about the little brat you have, even you must speak in a lower voice when you talk to me."

"You..." Wan Fangming was about to get angry, but when he felt the murderous intent erupting from Song Ziyu, Wan Fangming fell silent.

For a moment, Wan Fangming even felt that this mysterious man in a hat in front of him would kill him without hesitation!

This humiliating feeling of being coerced instantly made Wan Fangming feel very unhappy.

"Fellow Taoist, please speak carefully."

Wan Fangming said coldly, "You must know that this is the Zhengyi Sect, and I am the elder of the Zhengyi Sect. If you act recklessly, don't blame me for being rude."

"Haha, interesting."

Song Ziyu sneered and said, "I would like to see why you are so rude to me?"

"you……"

Wan Fangming did not expect that Song Ziyu would have such a strong attitude, but instead made himself very passive.

to be honest!

Wan Fangming did this kind of saucy operation entirely because he accidentally learned that the headmaster mentioned the Thousand Spirit Sect when discussing the list of the Immortal Ascension Conference, showing his dissatisfaction with the Thousand Spirit Sect... Exactly

For this reason, Wan Fangming took the initiative and arranged Song Ziyu and his party to this pigsty!

However, I didn't expect that these guys were more difficult to deal with than I thought.

You can't just do it yourself, right?

…

"Fellow Taoist, what do you mean by setting fire to the mountain inside my main gate?"

Wan Fangming asked.

"You can't spit on others, you

Which eye saw that I set the fire?"

Song Ziyu sneered.

Wan Fangming was completely silent on the spot.

Song Zuyu continued, "But you came just in time. I also want to ask you, if the mountain fire starts, where will we stay?"

Wan Fangming thought for a while and said, "I will arrange for my disciples to find another place for you to live."

"That's very good!" Song Ziyu said, "We don't have high requirements. We don't want to provide high-standard reception. We only need to meet the standards of those sects of the Thirteen Righteous Sects." ??

"I'm afraid this can't be done!"

All directions are clear.

"Why?"

Song Ziyu asked.

Before Wan Fangming could answer, the leading disciple on the side spoke again.

"What level of your Qianling Sect is worthy of being on an equal footing with the Thirteen Righteous Sects?"

"Xiao Yu, Zhang Zui!"

Song Ziyu spoke calmly.

Tan Xiaoyu, who had long been unable to hold himself back, jumped forward and gave this ungrateful disciple a slap in the ear.

"You dare to hit me?"

All the disciples he received were stunned by this operation.

Wan Fangming on the side was even more furious: "You dare to hit my disciple?"

"My fellow Taoist discipline is not strict. Let me educate you. You don't need to thank me for such a trivial matter."

"asshole!"

Wan Fangming was furious, and the spiritual power of his Nascent Soul stage began to leak out.

"Are you sure you want to take action? I advise you to think clearly." Song Ziyu said calmly.

When Wan Fangming heard this, he stopped all activities on the spot.

It's not that Wan Fangming doesn't want to do something, it's just that there are suddenly a few spiritual powers of Nascent Soul stage monks around him...

this moment!

Wan Fangming finally knows who he is

Hit the iron plate!

This Qianling Sect actually has so many Nascent Soul stages!

Many of them are much more tyrannical than me.

Wan Fangming took a look around him and realized that he had ignored this little-known sect.

Damn...

Even the sects ranked at the bottom of the Thirteen Righteous Sects do not have so many monks in the Yuanyuan Stage.

Just when I can’t get off stage!

A group of people floated over from the sky.

"What's going on here?"

Before the leader even landed, he was the first to ask.

Song Ziyu looked for a voice, but saw an old man with yellow hair speaking.

The old man has an aging appearance and is wearing a blue Taoist robe with a golden dragon embroidered on it, making him look like an immortal.

He is not tall and thin, but he is energetic and has steady steps.

Seeing the old man appear, Wan Fangming immediately bowed and said, "See Brother Wuji."

Immediately, Wan Fangming said in front of the old man, "Tell me, brother, these people are setting fire to the mountain here!"

The old man looked at Song Ziyu and said with an unkind expression, "Sir, did I offend you in any way? Why did you set the mountain on fire for no reason?"

"and who are you?"

Song Ziyu asked.

The old man said, "I am Master Wuji, the elder of the inner sect..."

"Brother, what nonsense are these guys talking about? Hurry up and call someone. These guys dare to challenge our Zhengyimen, and they must pay the price." Wan Fangming fanned the flames.

Just when the two sides were at war, someone on the side said, "Fellow Taoist Wuji, please don't do anything. There must be a misunderstanding."

While talking, an old nun walked out of the crowd and bowed to Song Ziyu, "Senior, I see you again!"
Chapter completed!