But it is not as good as my Wujian Domain!

Unfortunately, I was unable to live with Pan Wuzhen in the same era. Otherwise, I could only be able to correct my reputation by talking to him in person!”

Pan Xuan's face was as dark as paint. This was the first time Tietang saw him so angry.

"You kid is quite crazy. The ancestors' divine power path is enough to rank among the top ten orthodox.

"Panwu Kaitian Jue" reversed the wrong path of the incense Taoist dynasty and corrected the direction of opening up the orthodox in later generations.

Your Wujian Dream Field also contains some of the conceptual foundations of "Panwu Kaitian Jue", but you don't know it yourself."

"Haha, I am the orthodox, and I can't get out of the nine extremes. Of course, the great way of divine power can rank among the top ten. What's this?

Besides... you don't know me, how can you know the origin of my Dharma?"

"How do you know I don't know?"

...

Tietang was as big as a fight, but I didn't expect these two people to start arguing.

Bang!

He slapped the table and stood up.

"Stop, stop arguing!"

"What can I help you?" He looked at Qin Chen and asked in the next sentence.

Qin Chen smiled and said, "You are a great follower, and you seem to know a lot.

That's right, call him to help!"

Pan Xuan stood up and was furious: "Who is the follower? Who is the follower?

Want me to help you?

Absolutely impossible!”

"I'm a follower."

"I'm a follower."

"Sir, I am also a follower. What are your instructions?"

The three spirits smelled the smell and all walked over, looking at the strange atmosphere with curiosity.

"Ah~ah~ah~ I'm so angry, I'm so angry," Pan Xuan stomped his feet in anger, and then grabbed Tietang's right hand.

"Let's go! Go! Go right away! If you don't look for this bullshit orthodox, I have another way."

Tietang was as peaceful as a rock and said helplessly: "I am also the bullshit orthodox in your mouth..."

Pan Xuan was stunned.

Qin Chen made another knife behind: "So did your ancestor!"

Clang ~

Pan Xuan softened his fingers, pressed his one hand on Qingyu's desk, and knocked over a teacup. His face changed several times, and his throat surged up and down, and there was no sound in the end.

Qin Chen laughed, but did not continue to put down the wrong things, but just stood up and walked out of the hall.

"You wait here for a moment, and I will gather people to come."

"It's not enough to work with you and me?"

"It's too different. I want the wisdom of millions of sentient beings in heaven and earth, and it's best to have countless immortals who can never die.

Unfortunately, both are too difficult to achieve.”

"What the hell are you going to do..." Tietang stared at Qin Chen's back, and the corners of the eaves of the Black Iron Hall refracted the dazzling divine light.

Buzz!

The entire Heavenly Palace of Wanfa suddenly emitted a dull Weng Ring.

Qin Chen stretched his arms out, as if he was embracing the sky, and the dragon patterns turned into the great way meandered and wandered on his mysterious robe.

"If you hear my edict, come quickly!"

The eight words wrapped around the power of the top of the Heavenly Lord and crushed the sea of ​​clouds thousands of miles away.

The sky suddenly burst into thousands of rays of rays, and the green thunder wandered in the rays, like a dragon and snake evolution order.

Swish!

The first red light lit up from the west, with a sacred flame that burned three thousand miles away.

The red-haired woman stepped on the fire phoenix and flew across the scorched earth, and even the vitality of heaven and earth turned into ashes wherever she passed.

Before she reached the Heavenly Palace, she landed on the 990th step ahead and bowed to worship.

"Chihuang, pay homage to the Great Heavenly Lord!"

Pan Xuan had already walked behind Tietang at this time, and there was no smile in his eyes. He stared at the red-haired woman and sent a message to Tietang: "The Heavenly Lord of the Divine Phoenix Clan is also one of the most powerful races outside the human race."

"Another Heavenly Lord... How about the real dragon, how about the divine phoenix?" Tietang was curious.

"You can't compare this way... the two tribes of the True Dragon and the Divine Phoenix have not been born yet..." Pan Xuan said this, suddenly paused, and then said:

"Anyway, this clan is very strong, with countless existences, so it's hard to say if there are many."

While the two were talking, ink ripples suddenly appeared on the sacred ladder. A scholar in blue shirt slowly stepped out of the center of the ripples and stood side by side with the red-haired girl Chihuang.

The folding fan in his hand shook lightly, and twelve ghost shadows formed the Jiuyou Rebirth Array behind him. The Jiuyou Netherworld energy wet the steps under his feet like ink.

"Eye Ming, pay homage to the Great Heavenly Lord!"

"Be careful of this person..." Pan Xuan's pupils shrank three points when he saw this person. He only reminded him, and no matter how Tietang asked, he did not explain.

The third person appears with the frost and condenses into steps.

He was wearing silver armor. Every time he took a step, an ice lotus bloomed under his feet. A snow-filled marion was lying on his shoulders. The evil spirits flowing around him were frozen into ice crystals.

Unlike the previous two, this person only walked to the 998th level and stopped.

"Han Po pays homage to Master, and I wish Master a lifetime of eternal life and lasts forever."

Qin Chen nodded slightly and pointed behind him: "This is your uncle!"

She didn't explain too much, but Han Po didn't think about it and immediately bowed and bowed to Tietang.

"A disciple, pay homage to the uncle!"

Tietang coughed lightly and raised his hand repeatedly: "No need to be polite!"

The silver-armored general in front of him... is also a heavenly priest.

Chihuang and Youming all looked at Tietang together. Although they did not pay tribute to the courtesy, they also nodded to show their heads.

In an instant.

Another old man in black robe came. He kept coughing and spitting out the black fog, and thousands of ghosts cried and howled in the fog.

The hunched figure appeared and disappeared in the fog, and the withered right hand was always pressing the rusty bronze sword on his waist.

He walked directly to the sacred ladder and bowed to Qin Chen: "Great Heaven Lord, it's been a long time since I was gone!"

Facing Qin Chen, who had not made much movement in front of the three heavenly lords, finally lowered his arms, walked to the front of the old man in black robe, and stretched out his hands to lift him up.

"Master, you've alarmed!"

Immediately afterwards, Qin Chen brought the old man to Tietang: "My master is in charge of the eighth orthodox!"

Tietang was shocked. Unexpectedly, the two orthodox people actually existed together. He bowed and said, "The younger generation Tietang, I have met the senior!"

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The old man in black robe looked suspicious, but in a flash, he sensed the familiar aura from Tietang.

That is the charm of the same orthodox pioneer!

He didn't ask much, and replied with a polite greeting, "The person who comes is a guest, there is no need to be too polite."

Pan Xuan sent a message on the side: "It turns out that Li Canghai, who pioneered the way of the Divine Sword, is actually the master of the Ninth Orthodox Lord. I have to record this.

Titong, if you want to make up for the swordsmanship... you would be right to learn from him!"

“It’s one of the top ten again?”

"In terms of lethality, the way of the Divine Sword can indeed rank among the top ten."

Tietang smashed his mouth: "The top ten are a bit worthless. Could it be that the next generation will be A Dou?"

"You are still the orthodox pioneer. The so-called orthodox road is only one or two points.

Even if you truly enter the top ten, top five, or even top three orthodox, it is impossible to be twice as good as the orthodox who ranks 999th.

Can you understand this principle?”

"This is... I'm blaming me for being brainwashed by you all the top ten."

Titong also understood that no sect can be weak in being able to honor the Taoist tradition of an era.

Each Taoist system has its strength and its most unique features.
To be continued...