The eighth mansion, Fangdi.

Mountains collapsed and giant trees were broken.

Stretching for more than ten miles, it has become a ruin.

The remaining power has not dissipated, and the dust is filling the air.

"this……"

The old Taoist Feng Lun's face changed slightly and he took a breath.

Fortunately, this battle is in the wild, like in a bustling city, but there is a risk that it will spread too widely.

The fight reached such a fierce level, what was the outcome?

His heart was awe-inspiring, the cloud light rose up, and he suddenly moved forward.

From a distance, you can see a person standing below, dressed in white, standing with his hands behind his back, with a dragon only two feet long coiled on his shoulders.

Seeing this scene, the old Taoist Feng Lun first breathed a sigh of relief, and then raised his mind again.

It is certainly good that the disciples gathered at the Holy Mountain are fine.

But where is the true successor of Gui Yuanzong?

——

Zhuang Ming stood where he was.

He knew that all the disturbances in these three places were under the control of Feng Lun Lao Dao.

This battle is so fierce that destroying a mountain will definitely attract this old Taoist priest.

So he waits here.

Sure enough, not long after, light fell from the sky and turned into an old Taoist priest.

"Mr. Thirteen..."

"Good morning, Mr. Feng." Zhuang Ming patted his clothes, which were not stained by dust, and said with a calm smile: "You are a little late here."

"You..." Old Taoist Feng Lun's face changed again and again. After scanning the tragic scene here, he finally took a deep breath and asked, "Where is Bai Li?"

"Let's go." Zhuang Ming responded.

"Gone?" Feng Lun Lao Dao was relieved at first, but also a little confused and shocked.

"He was defeated by me, but I thought he was a decent person, so I spared his life and let him go." Zhuang Ming smiled softly and said.

"You defeated him?" Feng Lun, the old Taoist, was stunned for a long time after hearing this.

"Does Mr. Feng think that I should lose?" Zhuang Ming said lightly.

"..."

The old Taoist Feng Lun's face suddenly froze.

It is not unexpected that the disciples gathered in the Holy Mountain are amazingly talented.

However, in his impression, Zhuang Ming's cultivation was shallow and he never took action. When they first met, he was still a man with disabled legs and relied solely on the protection of a dragon.

As for the dragon, from the initial rumors, it looked very much like a great demon in its early stages. Although he later felt that the rumors were wrong and made him fearful of the dragon, in his impression, he had never thought that the dragon would be so powerful.

Hearing that Jiaolong defeated Minghuo Jian Baili today still shocked him.

Bai Li, who is ranked thirty-sixth on the Dongzhou Talent List, is higher than him in terms of ability.

That is to say, if I had really taken action in the blessed land of Jusheng Mountain that day and tried to silence him, I was afraid that my hundreds of years of spiritual practice would have been wasted, let alone regretting being the Palm Seal Palace Master at this moment.

The old Taoist Feng Lun had a complicated look on his face, and his gaze towards Zhuang Ming was more dignified than before.

But seeing Zhuang Ming defeating Bai Li with such an understatement, he couldn't help but ask: "Do you know who this person is?"

Zhuang Ming nodded and said: "He claims to be the true successor of Guiyuan Sect, Minghuo Sword Baili."

Feng Lun asked: "Do you know his reputation?"

Zhuang Ming said calmly: "I don't know."

The old Taoist Feng Lun said in a low voice: "But I know."

"oh?"

When Zhuang Ming heard this, he had a strange look on his face. Seeing that the old Taoist looked so solemn, he was really curious and asked immediately: "Please let me know, Mr. Feng."

The old Taoist Feng Lun pressed his official seal and took a deep breath before speaking.

"Bai Li, the Minghuo Sword, is one of the three true disciples of the Guiyuan Sect. He is already at the upper level of Jindan, and the skills he learned are from the supreme inheritance of the Guiyuan Sect. The swordsmanship he learned is the Nanming Lihuo Sword, and he was taught the truth.

The first-class magic weapon that Patriarch Xuan personally refined is the Minghuo Magic Sword."

"This man is good at fighting, and his abilities are unpredictable. He has killed thirteen Jindan masters and great demons with his sword, and among them, three have reached the upper level of Jindan."

"He is ranked thirty-six on the list of outstanding people in Dongzhou. And he is ranked nineteen on the list of outstanding people in Tianyu Blessed Land."

Having said this, the old Taoist Feng Lun looked at Zhuang Ming and asked, "Do you know what this means?"

Zhuang Ming pondered slightly and said: "I once heard my senior brother mention that the list of outstanding people in Dongzhou is a list of practitioners under the age of sixty in the vast East Continent. Based on their past deeds, they are recorded in a book and compiled into a list."

The old Taoist Feng Lun nodded and said: "Exactly."

Zhuang Ming's eyes narrowed slightly and he said: "In other words, within the vast East Continent, there are thirty-six blessed lands, seventy-two spiritual mountains, one hundred and eight immortal islands, and infinite islands. The vast territory, looking at the inheritance of various sects, even scattered

As a cultivator, as long as he is under sixty years old, in terms of combat prowess, he is considered the thirty-sixth?"

The old Taoist Feng Lun looked solemn and said: "Exactly."

Zhuang Ming said slowly: "So, the Tianyu Renmin List will only count the cultivators of Tianyu Blessed Land?"

The old Taoist Feng Lun said in a deep voice: "The Tianyu Blessed Land, the Great Chu Dynasty, has a vast territory, with a land area of ​​hundreds of thousands of miles. The true disciples of our five Immortal Sects, even looking at the Tianyu Blessed Land, large and small inheritances, scattered schools

Monk, among all cultivators under the age of sixty, his ability ranks among the nineteenth."

At this point, Feng Lun's eyes became even more complicated, and he said: "And you...defeated him."

Zhuang Ming's eyes narrowed slightly and he said: "What will happen?"

Feng Lun responded: "He is so famous that he ranks thirty-sixth in Dongzhou. Looking at the Chu Dynasty's hundreds of thousands of miles of territory, the younger generation ranks nineteen. And you are also a younger generation, but now you have defeated

He, I’m afraid the turmoil will not be small.”

Zhuang Ming frowned and said, "I just rely on the power of the dragon."

Feng Lun said in a deep voice: "But you are the younger generation after all, and you defeated him! No matter what kind of power you use, this is the fact!"

Zhuang Ming's expression was slightly condensed, but he did not speak as thoughts swirled in his mind.

A big tree attracts the wind, which is not necessarily a good thing.

But if we really dig into it, it’s not necessarily a bad thing.

Nowadays, the business firm under his name is expanding, with insufficient foundation and lack of momentum.

If we just want to maintain the business across six places, we can stabilize it if we have Fu Lao strategizing and a few martial arts masters like Yue Ting.

But if it expands further, Fu Lao will not be able to catch it, and the martial arts master will not be able to suppress all directions.

Without a strong backer, no matter how much business expands, it will be like a piece of fat.

There are always people who want to take a bite and get a piece of the business of his Zhuang Company.

But if his reputation spreads, maybe it won't be a bad thing

As long as those who are successful in spiritual practice know his reputation as Zhuang Ming, they will not dare to touch his business.

As for general forces, if there is no support from strong practitioners behind them, they will only be within the scope of ordinary folk businesses and local family forces. He only has the foundation of Zhuang's business, so he has nothing to fear.

"If you want to stabilize a huge force, you need strong power."

"And it is a powerful force that makes people feel awe once they hear it."

"The reputation you gain is not necessarily a bad thing."

Thinking like this, Zhuang Ming slowly exhaled.

——

Mountains collapsed and large areas were in ruins.

The old Taoist Feng Lun was initially surprised by Jiao Long's ability and was also wary of Zhuang Ming's concealment. But when he came back to his senses and saw such a scene, he couldn't help but sigh.

But he didn't ask any more questions. He didn't want to know the origin of the fight between Bai Li and Zhuang Ming, nor did he want to know the specific process.

It's just that the mess at this moment is really difficult to clean up.

Just based on the shock of the fight just now, I am afraid that the prince of Dongyuan Realm and the person in charge of the entire Dongyuan Realm will come to ask about this matter.

"Next time, if it is not necessary, peace must be the most precious thing. Don't start a war immediately if you disagree."

The old Taoist Feng Lun glanced over, and finally said helplessly: "I am now an official here after all, and although your battle has not affected the people, it has been spread too widely, making people panic, animals uneasy, and the people in one area are in turmoil. I am afraid that it will

I’m going to have a headache for a few days.”

He stretched out his hand to hold the official seal and pointed it towards the mountain forest ahead. His magic power continued to spread forward.
To be continued...