Chapter 742 Civil War in the Sect


    "Isn''t this the sword washing pool I often use?" Buyu said, "No wonder he looks more and more familiar with him the more he looks. When he was young, he often cleansed his anger in the sword washing pool.


    This is a treasure passed down from generation to generation by the Inquiry Sect. Even the child master often uses the sword washing pond to cleanse his anger, so as not to beat the Buyu Taoist to death in anger.


    From this perspective, the sword-washing pool is still the life-saving benefactor of the Taoist Buyu.


    Seeing that the master noticed, Lu Yang was quite embarrassed: "I didn''t hear the legend of you and your master. If you want to be similar to you, I realized the sword art next to the sword washing pool. Perhaps it was because it was too close to the sword washing pool, so the sword washing pool was dependent on me."


    As if it confirmed Lu Yang''s statement, the sword washing pool flew happily around Lu Yang.


    "You can''t say that the sword washing pool is indeed a very useful attack magic weapon."


    The sword washing pool is much more useful than the Qingfeng Sword. Although the Qingfeng Sword is an immortal sword, it is sealed by the senior sister. Lu Yang uses it as a sword that is commensurate with his cultivation.


    The sword washing pool is different. It is not only of high quality, but also has a close relationship with Lu Yang. It is urged like an arm to use fingers.


    Just like the sword in front of you turned into thousands of swords, it made the ground bumpy and extremely powerful.


    "If you want to say that, the sword-washing pool is really useful." As a master of swordsman, Daoist Buyu also saw the power of the sword-washing pool.


    Unfortunately, he had no fate with the sword washing pond. As Lu Yang got the advantage, he could only give him blessings silently.


    "Come on, you need to practice sword skills more to become familiar with them. You can try it a few more times."


    Lu Yang nodded and obediently activated the sword washing pool. The sky was densely covered with sword washing pools, leaving the Tianmen Peak Mountain in darkness.


    "One sword turns into ten thousand swords, falling!"


    Boom-Boom-Boom-


    With the last successful experience, this time it will be more smooth.


    "Haha, Lao Jiu, I didn''t expect you to teach your disciples." The great elder''s hearty laughter came from the air.


    The Taoist Buyu didn''t like the words of the Great Elder: "Go and go, what do I mean to teach my disciples? Look at Xiaozhi, Xiaojin, Xiaotian and Xiaoyang, which one was not taught by me."


    The elder scoffed at the words of the Buyu Taoist: "Come on, Xiaozhi''s cultivation level is the same as having a high heel."


    As if it was agreed, one elder flew to Tianmen Peak, and the second elder, the third elder, and even the sixth elder who rarely met came.


    As soon as the Sixth Elder came, everyone tacitly changed to using their spiritual sense to transmit voice.


    "We brothers haven''t gathered together for a long time. Why not take this opportunity to practice?" The elder suggested with a smile.


    Buyudao''s face turned dark: "After you said this last time, you guys rushed over and beat me half to death, and then let me be the sect leader."


    "Old Jiu is wrong with you. How many people are jealous of the position of the sect leader? The eight of us thought it was easy for our fellow disciples to give up. This made you become the sect leader, and you blame us instead."


    The Taoist Buyu smiled and said, "I''m not the first day I''m in the world, how can I believe your nonsense?"


    "Don''t worry, this time we have a fair exchange, just like before, practicing casually, without division of camps, and fighting nine people."


    “This is almost the same.”


    The eight elders and the Buyu Taoist smiled at each other, as if they remembered the green years they were taught by the child’s master.


    "I''ll have a game."


    The nine famous fusion stages of the world started fighting at the top of Tianmen Peak. The swordsman of the Buyu Taoist, the dream spell of the Great Elder, the formation of the Grand Elder, the physical cultivation of the Third Elder, the Confucian cultivation of the Fourth Elder, the weapon refining technique of the Five Elder, the Wudixian body of the Sixth Elder, the alchemy technique of the Seventh Elder, and the talisman of the Eighth Elder are all the best in the world and have the highest attainments in the same realm.


    Although the Taoist Buyu and the Great Elder have already passed the tribulation period in half, the battlefield changes unpredictably. When the nine people start, they really can''t win with the situation with the high level of cultivation.


    The elders fought once, and the disciples of the Inquisition Sect quickly selected the nearest viewing distance.


    The battle between the fusion-level monks is earth-shaking, and there is no need to watch the battle directly below like Lu Yang.


    "Who do you guess will win?"


    "The Sixth Elder''s impure immortal body is immune to all magic. In the realm of the immortal body, the Sixth Elder is invincible!"


    "Although Wugui''s immortal body is powerful, it is not enough to be invincible."


    "Great Elder, I heard that the Great Elder was a tough guy when he was young. He only started to cultivate himself when he was old, digging holes everywhere, and building tombs in violation of regulations."


    "Yes, yes, yes, I heard from the old man in the family that there are many enemies in the Emperor City, and a few of them started with third-rank officials." The person who spoke was a senior brother living in the Emperor City. Although he was not as prominent as the Meng family, he could also be called a wealthy family in the Emperor City.


    "If you say that, then our sect leader is better than the elder, and the streets of the imperial city are full of enemies of our sect leader."


    "You underestimate our sect leader too much. It''s not just the imperial city full of enemies. The entire immortal cultivation world, whether it''s the central continent or the demonic Buddhist country, you can just find a monk who has lived for two thousand years to find out. Who doesn''t have a grudge against our sect leader?"


    "Why do you feel quite proud of your tone?"


    "Of course, I am proud. Our sect leader can still jump around everywhere. This is called ability."


    The nine monks in the fusion stage fought in a melee, each showing their magical powers, as if the sky collapsed and the earth was broken, and the movement was much more dynamic than when Lu Yang practiced his swordsmanship.


    The hard land of Tianmen Peak was like mud in front of the elders, fiddling with the trees at will, like a hurricane, rolling up the ground, and no grass grew.


    The elders took the lead in attacking the strongest Taoist and the Great Elder, the combination of formations and talismans, the combination of alchemy and weapon refining... These two people are not good at it. Sword Tao and dreams show their power, and they are unpredictable.


    But under the joint attack of the seven elders, they still showed signs of fatigue and gradually revealed flaws.


    Just as the disciples were guessing who was the final winner, a puppet soared into the sky and took pictures of the elders one by one like dumplings.


    It was just the time when the Sixth Elder was about to take action.


    The elders and the sect leader who had no power to fight back were defeated so easily and fell to the ground, falling to the ground with great difficulty.


    They raised their heads and saw a puppet carrying a large handful of hoes standing in front of them. Without saying a word, they gave them a **** and pointed to the devastated Tianmen Peak.


    The meaning is very clear. If you don’t clean up the mess, no one will leave today.


    Lu Yang was very glad to see this scene. Fortunately, he had low cultivation and was not qualified to participate in this level of battle.


    The puppet handed the last **** to Lu Yang.


    Lu Yang remembered the scene of using one sword to transform into ten thousand swords, silently took the **** and joined the elders'' flat brigade.


    …


    In addition to the Dao Sect, the Jin clan leader was still anxiously waiting for the news from the Boyu Taoist.


    "A day has passed, why did my elder brother keep not sending me a letter? Is it because I asked the Daozong that I can''t let me in?"


    "Or did your elder brother forget me?"


    ?The second update is at eleven o''clock


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    (This chapter ends)