Chapter 602: Famous in Longhu Mountain! Someone From the Zong Family

The ancient bronze coffin cuts across the void, blocking the path of the world in the palm of your hand.

There was a strange aura on the ancient coffin, like a long black sky, invading the world, and a shadow emerged, tearing apart the world in the center of the huge palm.

Rumble…

The void shook, and the red divine thunder was mighty, spreading like wild dragons along the cracks in the void.

The aura of terror filled the world, making everyone feel terrified.

Under the collision of this force, even the masters of Longmen were like ants, drifting in the river and sea, unable to control themselves in life or death.

"The first Ten Thousand Dharma Elephants of the Spirit Vein...he's here!?"

Everyone was shocked and in an uproar.

The mysterious ancient bronze coffin shows the identity and power of the owner. Rumor has it that this ancient coffin was left by the spiritual ancestor. It has been passed down from generation to generation and can only be controlled by the first leader of each spiritual vein.

It is said in the world that this ancient bronze coffin is the biggest secret of the spiritual vein and the source of its power.

You must know that the five veins of Longhu Mountain and the ancestor worshiped by the spiritual veins are [spiritual corpses]. There seems to be an unspeakable causal connection between the two.

"Both leaders are here!?"

"Sure enough, a monster was born, shocking the world, and actually attracted the two leaders of Wan Dharma Xiang and Xu Lingkong."

"Awesome, I have never even seen what the leader of our lineage looks like... If this person is not famous in the world, it is simply unacceptable."

Everyone's eyes became hot, and in the void, a man wearing a green shirt walked out of the void portal.

He was a middle-aged man, with a thin body, like a scribe, with a cold light in his eyes, and he was not angry and proud. His sleeves and robes were unusually wide.

"Thousand Dharma Symbols..." Xu Lingkong's eyes narrowed and he looked at the ancient bronze coffin.

"Xu Lingkong, you are so shameless. The leader of your lineage actually shows your descendants. It is a disgrace to your lineage ancestors."

The ancient bronze jar cut across the void, a wisp of green smoke rose up, and a man walked out of it, with a beard all over his face, standing barefoot, indescribably bold and arrogant.

He is as independent as a green pine, and his eyes are like an axe, chiseling away at the place where Xu Lingkong is.

"What a rough man..."

Zhou Dao looked at the man in front of the ancient bronze coffin and couldn't help but have such thoughts in his heart.

Among all the masters he has seen, no one has such a temperament, like the wild north wind, sweeping across the vast land, and there is a vastness and unbridledness in the confusion.

"Senior? Do we have such a junior in Longhu Mountain? Taoist Qingxiu Wuwei..." Xu Lingkong glanced sideways and said lightly.

"Stop it."

Before Xu Lingkong could finish his words, he was stopped by all the dharmas.

"You don't have to pretend to be a fool. How can you get to where you are today by doing nothing? This kind of nonsense can only deceive ordinary people..." Wan Dharmaxiang sneered and said: "Xu Lingkong, I heard that when you were young, you were because of I was rewarded for doing a good job in cleaning the toilet for Master You..."

"What do you call Qingxiu Wuwei?"

Having said this, the smile on Wan Faxiang's face grew stronger.

When Zhou Dao heard this, he had a strange look on his face. This kind of words did not seem to come from the mouth of a leader.

At this moment, Xu Lingkong's eyes flashed with a cold light. If there weren't many junior disciples present, he would have cursed loudly.

Xu Lingkong's cold gaze passed over the Wanfaxiang and landed on the culprit Zhou Dao.

"Is this how Lingmai disciplines his disciples? At such a young age, with such ruthless methods, he is almost entering the devil's path." Xu Lingkong directly labeled Zhou Dao.

Suppressing hundreds of true disciples, subduing the two elders of the Lords Association, and killing Chu Shen of Zhou Tianxuan Sect...everything seemed abnormal and demonic in Xu Lingkong's eyes.

"Fart... You Dao disciples who commit murder and set fire are young and promising, and are experienced in dealing with things. But when you reach our spiritual veins, how can you just step into the devil's path? You double-standard old dog."

"Ten Thousand Dharma Symbols..." Xu Lingkong shouted violently, unable to bear the other party's yelling any longer.

"You are the leader of the lineage, not a gangster. Don't be so generous as me."

"Rogue?" Wan Faxiang grinned: "This is my old profession, you haven't forgotten it, have you?"

The older generation of masters in Longhu Mountain all know that Wanfaxiang was born in Green Forest.

He entered the world of martial arts at a young age, robbed homes and houses, killed and set fire to people, and became king at the age of twenty, living a life of hard work.

In that year, the previous leader of Lingmai happened to pass by and said that it was destined that within thirty years, Lingmai would produce an unparalleled master.

At that time, the boss of Lingmai opened the mountain with a sword, destroyed the nest of Wanfaxiang, and killed the bandits in that mountain, killing them until rivers of blood flowed, and the mountains wailed.

A strong man will have his own difficulties, and all the Dharma phenomena are helpless, so he can only enter the Longhu Mountain and enter the Tao through thieves.

At that time, Wan Fa Xiang caused great controversy when he entered the gate. Thieves entered the gate and wanted to practice martial arts... Many people scorned him.

But no one expected that in just ten years, he would come from behind and sweep away the invincibles of his peers. His talent was so high that it shocked Longhu.

From then on, no one dared to mention the origin of Wan Faxiang.

Today, in the face of Xu Lingkong's evil intentions, Wan Faxiang's rogue habits naturally showed up again.

"Wan Dharma Xiang, I won't argue with you."

Xu Lingkong raised his cold eyebrows, and his sharp eyes fell on Zhou Dao.

"You are a monster against the norm. Your disciple appears suddenly and appears out of nowhere. His origin is unknown. Can he stand up to scrutiny?"

As he spoke, a look of doubt appeared on Xu Lingkong's face.

Most of the direct disciples of Longhu Mountain were trained from the refining realm, and some were even blank sheets of paper with no knowledge of cultivation.

A beginner like Zhou Dao, who appears to be invincible as soon as he takes action, will naturally arouse suspicion.

"What? The talents in your family are blessed by your ancestors, and the talents in other families are of unknown origin?" Wan Faxiang sneered.

With a wave of his hand, he blocked Xu Lingkong's probing gaze and protected Zhou Dao behind him, just like an old hen protecting its chicks.

"To tell you the truth, this kid is the successor of my secret cultivation of spiritual veins... His talent is so high that it is rare in history..."

Having said this, a look of pride appeared on Wan Faxiang's rough face.

"In order to train this boy, I have worked hard and worked hard..."

"Um!?"

Zhou Daoli stood behind Wan Faxiang, his expression became strange.

"What is the reincarnation of the Tao King? The appearance of picking the gods? How about releasing that little bastard from your Tao lineage and gesticulating...?" Wan Faxiang narrowed his eyes and said with a smile.

"A secretly cultivated successor?" The doubt in Xu Lingkong's eyes has not faded: "It's useless to tell the truth, this kid has an evil background."

"You said it's not right if it's not right? Why?"

"Just my eyes."

"You are blind when you step on a horse."

The two leaders were fighting in the air, refusing to give in an inch, and there was a strong fire in the air.

Zhou Dao looked in his eyes, but he was a little frightened. This was the first time he saw the leader of the spiritual lineage. Logically speaking, the other party didn't know his background. Even if he protected the disciples of his own lineage, he didn't have to fight for it.

If it turns out to be true in the end, wouldn't that be a slap in the face?

"There is no need to argue, I will ask the master to make a decision." Xu Lingkong shouted sharply.

He knew very well that there was no clear end to the verbal dispute with the scoundrel Wan Dharma Xiang, so he had to move out the headmaster Mijueluo.

"Are you using the headmaster to suppress me? Are you afraid that you won't succeed?" Wan Dharma Xiang said coldly.

"Then let's go." Xu Lingkong turned around and walked away without even looking, taking one step forward and disappearing into the underground world.

"Now we will go back to the Great Sun Peak and close the mountain gate. Without my decree, no one can even take a step in or out of the mountain gate."

Wan Dharmaxiang let out a startling roar that spread throughout the entire underground world.

This sentence is not only for Zhou Dao and others, but also for all those who are secretly watching. Valley

At this critical moment, if anyone dares to look for bad luck in the spiritual veins, they will have to bear an unimaginable price.

"Let's go." Yao Qinghe greeted.

"good."

Zhou Dao nodded. He made a lot of money this time. He helped the Earth King Shituo convert hundreds of true disciples, suppressed the two elders of the Lords Association, obtained the Great Sun Divine Wheel, and destroyed the Chu God. It was a harvest. Quite abundant.

On this day, there was a lot of noise in Longhu Mountain.

The leader of the spiritual lineage [Wan Dharma Xiang], the leader of the dao lineage [Xu Lingkong], and the leader of the ancestral lineage [Kou Tianguan] gathered in the Qiankun Hall of Longhu Mountain just for a new disciple of the spiritual lineage.

It was on this day that Wang Yuan's evil reputation spread throughout Longhu Mountain.

With his newly promoted appearance, he swept through hundreds of real realms, fought against the three elders, and seized the spiritual ancestors... The waves caused by each pile were like the overflowing of the river and the sea, with far-reaching influence.

…

"Wang Yuan... who is this person? Can he subdue the three elders of our Lords Association!?"

On Cangwu Mountain, a young man is sitting cross-legged under an ancient tree, surrounded by clouds, and the clear light behind him is shining, making him look majestic and dignified.

"This man has extraordinary magical powers. He subdued Tu Kuangsheng, Feng Ruiye and Qiu Ming one by one, and took away God Chu's Great Sun Wheel."

In front of the ancient tree, a man in silver crouched down and told everything that happened in the underground world.

"Master Wu Chang, since Lin Jie, the Lords Association has never suffered such a big loss."

"It's interesting. I didn't expect that after Lin Jie, there would be such a master in the spiritual veins." Under the ancient trees, the mysterious young man slowly opened his eyes, black and white flowing, giving birth to Dazang.

[Impermanence] Gu Quanzhen, one of the [Thirteen Elders] of the Lords Association.

His strength is much higher than that of people like Tu Kuangsheng, and he is also one of the first masters to follow Wang Tong.

"Master Wu Chang, this person has defeated the three elders of our Lords Association, and also lost the Chu Shen of Zhou Tianxuan Sect... If Senior Brother Wang Tong knows..."

Before he finished speaking, Gu Quanzhen's sharp eyes swept away.

The man in silver groaned, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and took three steps back without saying another word.

"Senior Brother Wang Tong is now truly in seclusion, practicing the Three Worlds Dharma. He must concentrate on preparing for the battle with Lin Jie. At this time, nothing is allowed to distract him..."

Gu Quanzhen said coldly: "As for God Chu..."

"Don't worry about that monster... Zhou Tianxuanzong has placed all the treasures on him. Successive failures may make them show enough sincerity to share the real secret."

"The real secret!?" The man in silver's heart moved slightly, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions.

"Zhou Tianxuanzong was originally left by the previous generation King Yuan... That man wanted to create..."

Gu Quanzhen sighed softly, but stopped abruptly before he finished speaking.

"Wang Yuan... his sharp edge is too sharp, and he will be defeated... No one is allowed to be so high-profile in front of the Lords Association."

Gu Quanzhen's words made his attitude clear, and the man in silver lowered his body even lower.

He knew that this rising star named Wang Yuan would most likely follow in Lin Jie's footsteps.

…

Longhu Mountain, Xuannv Peak.

The bright moon was shining brightly, reflecting into the long-empty clear water pond.

Since Jin Li [toot] left, the Xuannv Peak has become a lot deserted.

Su Linglong, with her green hair hanging down, sat by the pond, tapping her bare feet, causing ripples to spread into the distance.

"Senior sister, something big happened in our sect today. A disciple named Wang Yuan was born..."

Mo Yushu ran over happily and told everything that happened in the underground world.

Nowadays, the whole Longhu Mountain has spread, and the name [Wang Yuan] is the most talked about.

This person came out of nowhere like a mist, but once he was born, he was earth-shattering and directly shocked the three leaders.

It is said that in the Qiankun Hall, the leader of Dao Meridian, Xu Lingkong, refused to give in. He bluntly said that this child is like a demon and his origin must be unknown.

However, the first Wanfaxiang of Lingmai said that he was the successor cultivated by his Lingmai with painstaking efforts, and the origins of their Daomai family were unknown.

In the end, it was the mediation of Headmaster Mijueluo that settled the dispute.

"Wang Yuan……"

Su Linglong looked at the shadow of the bright moon in the pond, and Zhou Dao's figure appeared in her mind.

She and Zhou Dao met a total of three times, and each time they seemed to get to know each other anew.

The man then entered the water and the moon appeared. It seemed real, but it was ethereal and elusive.

"What an interesting man." Su Linglong said suddenly.

"Um!?"

As soon as these words came out, Mo Yushu next to her narrowed her beautiful eyes, let out a sound of surprise, and looked at Su Linglong in disbelief.

This proud daughter of heaven, a cold and proud Taoist master, could actually say such frivolous words! ?

"Senior sister, you won't..."

"What are you thinking about?" Su Linglong raised her hand lightly and flicked Mo Yushu's head.

Ever since Lin Jieyuan left, Wang Tong went into seclusion, and Su Linglong entered the Taoist realm, she hadn't seen anyone interesting to her for a long time.

At this moment, it is inevitable to feel curious.

Not to mention, this person still owed her something.

"Senior sister, have you met this person? What does he owe you?" Mo Yushu asked with some confusion.

Su Linglong stood up and walked to Ling Mansion with bare feet.

"Braised carp!"

The words were light, like a ripple, breaking the bright moon in the water and flowing slowly on Xuannv Peak.

…

That night, Wan Dharma Xiang returned from the Qiankun Hall.

Zhou Dao had been waiting for him for a long time with an anxious mood.

However, what surprised him was that the leader of the spiritual lineage neither called him to talk to him alone nor inquired about his origins. He only left one sentence.

"I've become more settled recently."

After saying this, Wan Faxiang went to the back mountain alone.

The ancient mountain road has long been covered by weeds, and there is an ancient cave hidden in the depths. The ancient passage is like the backbone of a real dragon, rugged and endless, with no end in sight.

This is the forbidden land of spiritual veins, and only the first one in history can set foot on it.

In the deepest part of this cave, the dome is hollow, and the moonlight falls and turns into a beam, reflecting on the mottled altar.

There was a tablet enshrined there, but it was empty and not a single word was engraved on it.

Wan Dharmaxiang came to the altar, placed a pillar of incense and bowed respectfully.

"Disciples of the Sunset Sect..."

He murmured in his mouth, and his eyes shone with crystal light. After so many years, this vein has finally arrived.

"Master Patriarch, someone from the Zong family is here."

The voices of all the dharma elephants sounded slowly in front of the altar, echoing the cause and effect of eternity ago.