And over the long millennium, the friction and grudges between the two families have never been cut off.

Seeing this great monk threatening the seniors of the sect, the novelty of the legendary figures in their hearts was instantly overwhelmed.

Lu Qingting was fine, but he just frowned. Gu Qingyi almost used his magical powers when he lifted his sleeves. Fortunately, the former was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and he pulled her away.

“Haha~”

Taoist Lin Er smiled slightly, his eyes also became cold:

"My master is waiting on the mountain, please, Master."

"Just about to meet the head of President Zhang."

Yin Yue nodded and just took a step, Lin Er spoke again:

"My masters, please untie the Zen staff and the sword!"

"Amitabha."

Yin Yue recited the Buddha's name lightly, glanced at the monks with bad looks behind him, and stepped up the mountain:

"Let's go, you don't need to use your weapons in this trip."

"this……"

Several monks hesitated slightly, but obediently put down their Zen sticks and ring knife, followed Yinyue up the mountain.

With Yin Yue's words, other martial arts people who were unwilling to unravel the sword had to put down their swords and weapons. However, people like the iron trampling method have long been accustomed to the rules of hanging mountains.

They put down their swords and followed the crowd up the mountain.

Lu Qingting and Gu Qingyi looked at each other, but had no choice but to put down their swords, take a few steps, and follow them.

You can't miss the ancestor beats this old monk.

A crowd flocked to the mountain, and only Chu Tianyi stayed there. During the conversation between the crowd, he urged his magical powers several times.

The conclusions drawn are similar, as long as you bring a sword up, there will be danger.

But even though he knew there was danger on the mountain, he still broke his sword. If he was attacked, wouldn’t he have no power to fight back?

As a swordsman, how can a sword be separated from one's body?!

"call!"

After thinking for a long time, Chu Tianyi made a decision and made a decision:

"No more sword!"

call!

With a decision, Chu Tianyi put a little bit of his foot and buried his sword to climb the mountain. His light skills were first-class and his speed was extremely fast. Before long, he had already caught up with Yin Yue and his group.

Before coming to the Hanging Mountain Gate, which is not as good as in later generations.

Perhaps it was already ready, and before the empty mountain gate, it was cleaned spotlessly, and hundreds of cushions were lined up in sequence.

A group of Taoist priests hanging in the sky are welcoming guests.

call!

When he arrived here, Yin Yue suddenly stopped, and the hundreds of experts behind him were all feeling something.

Everyone looked at it.

I saw an old Taoist who was not very handsome and had a white Taoist robe, slowly walked out.

"ah?!"

Suddenly, a scream came from the crowd, including Chu Tianyi, Tiezhaifa, and Lu Qingting, all of the outsiders were shocked, as if they were greatly frightened.
Chapter completed!