Dominate Marvel

"Fellow Taoist is here, shining like the sun, how could I not come?"

Saint Zhunti said with a smile: "But there is something that has puzzled me for many years, so I have to come and ask for advice."

When Zhao Yu heard this, his heart changed and he smiled and said: "The saint is omniscient and omnipotent. Is there anything that can make the saint confused?"

"Where is it?" Sage Zhunti waved his hand and said: "The more you see, the more doubts you have. The avenues are endless, how can you know everything and be omnipotent? Taoist friends are joking." But he changed his words: "More than thirty years ago, Several of my disciples traveled down the mountain and disappeared at the western foot of Tiantai Mountain. They calculated over and over again, but it didn't make sense. Although my disciples didn't have much magical power, they also had a golden elixir. They disappeared in a daze and couldn't figure it out. Why aren't you confused?"

When Zhao Yu heard this, he immediately understood the saint's intention.

Opening and closing your mouth is to find the reason for the disciple's disappearance. In the end, Zhao Yu will still be involved.

This saint must have some calculations.

Zhao Yu smiled and said: "Oh, so that's what happened."

Saint Zhunti said in surprise: "Does fellow Taoist know about it?"

This acting skill is soaring to the sky.

Zhao Yu followed suit: "Of course I know."

"Please tell me, fellow Taoist." Saint Zhunti looked sad: "My west is poor and there are not many good seedlings. It is really painful to lose these disciples!"

Zhao Yu then showed a heavy expression: "Sage's Day, mourning and obedience. Speaking of this, it was indeed more than thirty years ago. He was killed by Yu Hua, the guarding general of Shenmu City at that time."

"oh?!"

When Saint Zhunti heard this, he looked angry: "Who is Yu Hua?! Dare to kill my disciple?!"

Zhao Yu said with a smile: "Yu Hua is a disciple of Penglai Yiqi Immortal Yu Yuan, and Yu Yuan is a disciple of Jinling Holy Mother under the leadership of Jiejiao Tongtian."

"A fourth-generation disciple of Jiejiao?!" Saint Zhunti said in shock and anger: "A fourth-generation disciple can kill my disciple!? How dare he do this?! I am sitting under the teacher with Master Tongtian, and my disciple is that Yu Yuan’s master-uncle, is he so rebellious?!”

The number of disciples is the same generation as the founder of the sect, and so on. For example, Yang Jian was originally a third-generation disciple of Chan Jiao. Master Yuding is the second generation disciple, and Yuanshi Tianzun is the founder of the first generation.

When Zhao Yu saw that he acted so superbly, he was surprised and said: "Is there still such a relationship? But at that time, Yu Hua killed several monks in the battle formation to conquer the barbarians. I guess he didn't know it? I don't know. How come the saint's disciples are in the barbarian formation? Is it a coincidence? I can't explain it at all."

The thick-skinned saint Zhunti was unmatched by anyone. Hearing this, he said angrily: "Oh, I have always taught them, but how did they end up in the Rongman formation? It was probably just a coincidence. Yu Hua didn't even ask at that time. In fact, He is not a son of man."

Zhao Yu chuckled and said: "In his position, he plans his own affairs. Since Yu Hua is the general of Shenmu City, it is his duty to conquer the barbarians. Don't blame those who don't know. The saint will calm down."

Saint Zhunti sighed and said: "That's all, it's probably fate, so I can't blame others. However," he changed his voice: "I have seen Yu Hua. More than thirty years ago, Yu Hua could not reach the realm of refining Qi. How can you kill my disciple?"

He looked at Zhao Yu: "I pinched it again and again, but I only managed to pinch a sword with a sharp light. Could it be this sword?"

His eyes fell on the killing sword lying on the sword stand behind Zhao Yu.

Zhao Yu secretly said that he was here, then he put away his smile and said without hiding it: "It's exactly this sword."

"I asked why cause and effect are entangled here, so that's how it is." Sage Zhunti smiled softly and said: "My fellow Taoist's sword killed my disciple, do you have to give me an explanation?"

Zhao Yu took the killing sword with his backhand, put it between his knees, and said with a smile: "What does the saint want to explain?"

"I think fellow Taoist has a fate with our Western religion..." Sage Zhunti said with a smile: "Since fellow Taoist has killed my disciple, he should lead by example and join our sect. There is also a position of deputy leader in our sect, which is for It was left by fellow Taoist."

Zhao Yu laughed dumbly. He gently touched the scabbard of the killing sword and said calmly: "Is this, fellow Taoist, too much?"

"Not too much, not too much." Sage Zhunti clapped his hands and said with a smile: "My senior fellow apprentice and I never do anything. Being a fellow Taoist is no different from being a leader. This is an opportunity. Why should you refuse?"

Zhao Yu let out a long sigh: "Compared to Sanqing Saint, Zhunti Saint is still too concerned."

He grabbed the hilt of the sword and stood up: "If you want me to join the Western religion, it doesn't matter, but I have to do it once. If the saint can convince me, why not join your Western religion? If not, hehe..." Zhao Yu showed his strong white teeth and said: "I will teach you the Western teachings. Not even a blade of grass can grow."

When Saint Zhunti heard these words, his brows furrowed, and he felt the words like a ray of light on his back, secretly thinking, could this be a mistake?

But he smiled and said: "If I don't teach fellow Taoists to see my magical powers, how can I dare to invite fellow Taoists to join the religion?"

After saying that, he stood up and waved his sleeves: "Please."

"Please." Zhao Yu laughed.

The two of them walked forward and backward, stepping through the void, and in an instant they were in the outer world.

Without saying a word and looking at each other, Zhao Yu drew his sword a little, and a sword lotus just happened to wrap Saint Zhunti in it. The sword lotus has twenty-four petals, and the petals are as sharp as that of a mixer, which will twist the saint into ashes!

Saint Zhunti just smiled, moved his feet, and somehow walked out of the sword lotus. Yun Danfeng gently left the sword lotus behind him. In his hand, he held a treasure covered with branches and gold and jade necklaces. He aimed it at the top of Zhao Yu's head and struck a dozen.

"The Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree." Zhao Yu's eyes lit up when he saw it, and he saw a five-color brilliance rising above his head, forming a canopy, holding up the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree and preventing it from falling down.

"What a magical power."

Saint Zhunti sighed in admiration, pulled away and hit again.

Zhao Yu raised his killing sword, sword light flashing across the sky, and fought with the saint.

In this battle, the two of them seemed calm and calm, but in an instant, the chaotic world was shattered into pieces. Several figures loomed in the distance, they were spectators of the battle, and there were more and more of them, reaching nearly ten people.

Zhao Yu had used all his strength in this battle. During the move, there was no magic power blooming, but it was subtle and restrained to the extreme. It's not like the excitement of fighting with others in the Fa universe. But after all, there are no scruples outside the sky, and some aftermath spread, shaking the world.

Then he saw that the battle was in full swing, with golden lotuses blooming and swords flashing. The movements of the two fighting men are all very mysterious. Even the people watching the battle were mesmerized.

During this fight, Zhao Yu gradually found out the details of Saint Zhunti. This Saint's magic power was indeed in the Dacheng Earth Immortal realm. In terms of magic power alone, he can crush Zhao Yu. But when it comes to the realms of Zhao Yu and Zhunti Saints, Taoism is the decisive factor.

So there was a stalemate.

Zhao Yu withdrew the killing sword and only spread the five-color divine light. When the sky was brushed, the sky was completely blank. The saint was caught off guard, and a seven-treasure tree was swept away by the divine light. Feeling horrified in his heart, he swayed and formed a golden body of Buddha with eight heads and twenty-four arms. The divine light brushed towards him, but he stumbled and failed to penetrate.