All because, Uncle Master is a weapon spirit.

"Master, you can't..." Wu Rong immediately objected: "Kunpeng Sect is so powerful, Master Chuiyun has seen through Master's background, Master has no chance of winning if he stays in the sect, it's better to leave as soon as possible."

Although the sect is important, Wu Rong is more worried about his master's safety than his master's.

Why did he use the Golden Core cultivator instead of the Nascent Soul cultivator? Not only were the Nascent Soul cultivators difficult to find, but they all had heel and legs, and it was also because he might not be able to defeat the master who controlled the body of the Nascent Soul cultivator.

If something can't be done, it's time to take action.

"No, if you do this, the sect will perish."

Yu Long said angrily: "Brother Wizard, you are also a true disciple of the sect after all. You practice the sect's techniques and use the sect's resources. Do you want to abandon this foundation and the millions of monks who follow us? Set up the Taiyi Five Domains

Why?!"

Wu Rong fell silent and did not refute.

"I'll do it!"

Qiu Wandao raised his head abruptly. Under his pale hair was a face with crisscrossed grooves. He said with a serious expression: "Uncle Master is right. I am the eldest brother of the sect, and it is I who should bear the responsibility."

"It's just the peak state of Nascent Soul, it can be broken with a snap of the finger."

"I will be the one in charge of the soul-honoring banner."

"Stop bragging."

"If the Nascent Soul Peak is a good achievement, Jin Ao Zhenjun will be stuck in this realm for hundreds of years? The Xingluo Haihui is only so good, the peak ancestor?" Wu Rong's eyes sharpened, and he said coldly: "I still

That said, I will take away the Soul Reverend Flag today, and none of you can stop me."

"Master, my disciple has been offended."

"Wu Rong, how dare you!"

Qiu Wandao called him by name and stood in front of Wu Rong: "Don't force me to take action."

"My little brother is just about to ask for advice from my senior brother."

…

Bada.

Crisp footsteps sounded at the door of the Patriarch Hall.

Everyone's eyes were immediately attracted.

Under the illumination of the bronze lamp, a tall monk wearing a white velvet robe approached.

The white boots are painted with moiré patterns and are spotless.

The man was undoubtedly a tall and handsome monk, with his velvet cloak fluttering gently. His face was like a crown of jade, his eyes were like morning stars, and his tall sword-shaped eyebrows showed off his sharp edge.

"Am I late?"

The tall white-robed monk's eyes cut through the atmosphere in the hall like a sword. He seemed to be looking for someone as well.

However, the disappointment in his eyes was palpable.

Tu Shanjun felt like he was facing a powerful enemy, with cold hairs all over his body standing on end.

The man who appeared in front of them was terrifyingly strong.

The spirit officer's Dharma Eye could only see through that person's aura, which was even more powerful than that of Venerable Chuiyun.

Yu Long shouted sharply: "Who are you? You dare to break into my Taiyi Sect Patriarch Hall!"

"Taiyi Sect? Patriarch Hall?"

"Is he dead?" The white-robed monk looked at Tu Shanjun.

"Who is the senior talking about?"

Upon hearing that even Tu Shanjun called each other senior, the three brothers present immediately looked awe-inspiring.

"The man who founded the sect."

"Taiyi?" Tu Shanjun asked back.

"Taiyi?"

The tall white-robed monk chewed the two words in his mouth and said with some understanding: "So he has taken such a Taoist title now? Yes, it is him."

"He's dead."

"The man who founded the sect passed away a quarter of an hour ago."

The white-robed monk stood still, staring blankly, with waves in his eyes, and sighed leisurely: "I understand."

"Who are you?"

Hear the question from the red-haired monk.

The man just looked at it blankly.

The terrifying pressure seemed to hold this space firmly in its hands.
Chapter completed!