Fantasy: Me! Start To Create Tianji Pavilion!

【Name: Rentu. 】

[Strength: the middle stage of the supreme realm. 】

[Factors belonging to: Dao Zong. 】

[Cultivation Technique: Slightly...]

[Supernatural power: slightly...]

[Lingbao: None. 】

[Current status: In peak state, I want to avenge Daozong, and I have been recommended by the elderly Blood Demon, and I want to ask for help. 】

Ren Tu appeared, and the information about him was also displayed in front of Su Yu.

Seeing this information, Su Yu sat up a little bit, and said calmly, "Old Blood Demon asked you to find Su?"

"Yes!" Ren Tu lowered his posture, arched his cupped hands, and said solemnly: "Junior asked Pavilion Master Su for help and revenge for my Daozong!"

"Daozong was destroyed by the joint efforts of the Imperial Palace and the Western Regions Buddhism. If you want to avenge Daozong, what price can you pay?"

Su Yu's tone didn't make any waves.

Ren Tu knelt on one knee and said sincerely: "If Pavilion Master Su can make a move, Junior's life, let it be driven!"

"Your fate?" Su Yu shook his head and said calmly: "Your fate is of little use to Su!"

If it were placed in the past, a strong man in the middle stage of the supreme realm would be able to make Su Yu think about it.

But now, not to mention the heresy of Liu Ruoxi, it is Ji Guiyuan, Ning Haoyuan, and Duan Wuchen, who are also strong in the middle stage of the supreme realm.

Not to mention the quasi-emperor powerhouse who controlled the Slaughter Temple like Old Blood Demon.

There is no shortage of such thugs by my side!

"Pavilion Master Su, Junior’s savings have already been given to the Preaching Heavenly Secret Stone before, can it be accommodated?” Ren Tu eagerly pleaded: "After the matter is completed, Junior is willing to let the Master Su let Junior do anything!"

"The Royal Palace and the Western Regions Buddhism are brutal and inhumane. They slaughtered hundreds of thousands of Dao Sect disciples. People and gods are indignant. Please help from Pavilion Master Su!"

"The Tianji Pavilion has the rules of the Tianji Pavilion!" Su Yu frowned slightly, and refused mercilessly: "When you have enough chips, Su will naturally make a move!"

Having said that, he waved his big hand and directly dispelled the phantom of the massacre.

Ren Tu’s experience is worthy of sympathy, but rules are rules.

Tianji Pavilion is not a shantang, let alone a place for justice!

Not to mention that the Dao Sect was destroyed, even if the entire Zhongzhou of the Imperial Palace and the Western Regions Buddhism were destroyed, that would not be a matter for Su Yu.

Here, if you want to achieve your wish, you have to pay enough benefits!

Rumble!

Just after Su Yu sent away the massacre, there was a sudden thunder-like sound over the desert city.

After a while, a bronze chariot ran over the void, appearing abruptly like thunder.

The explosion of thunder from overhead attracted the attention of the cultivator in the city. At the moment, they all raised their heads and looked into the air.

The driver was an old man dressed in sackcloth. He was full of aura and extremely powerful. Every gesture revealed the power of moving mountains and reclaiming the sea. He was obviously a peak powerhouse.

Inside the car, a young man in a bright yellow python robe was sitting in danger. His shadow was stalwart, with three thousand green silks coiled up and tied together by a jade crown. His face was cut like a knife, sword eyebrows and stars, and the majesty revealed in the faint People dare not look directly.

And on the chariot, a big flag fluttered in the wind, hunting and hunting, embroidered with two large characters... "Human Sovereign"!

After seeing these two words, most of the Eastern Wasteland cultivators couldn't help taking a breath, with a solemn expression.

"Is there someone from the Imperial Palace?"

"It's worthy of being a man's mansion, a coachman is actually a strong man in the middle stage of the supreme realm!"

"That rider, but the third prince of the Royal Palace, Bei Hengchuan?"

Many cultivators watched the bronze chariot galloping in mid-air, whispering.

However, when they saw the direction of the bronze chariot, everyone was stunned.

"Wait, Bei Hengchuan's destination is... Tianji Pavilion?"

"Why did Renhuang Mansion suddenly visit Tianji Pavilion?"

"Is it because of Prince Gong?"

The master of the Tianji Pavilion, Su Yu, beheaded Prince Gong, sent love to the Arhat, and contemplated Venerable, it is no secret to the East.

Now that the Royal Palace is suddenly visiting, what else can it be besides this?

"There's a good show to watch, hurry up and keep up!"

Thinking of this, the cultivators of Eastern Wasteland are all excited.

People's Palace, but the overlord entrenched in the north, didn't know how Tianji Pavilion would respond.

For a time, after the bronze battle body, countless cultivators formed a torrent and caught up.

...

Not long after, the bronze chariot finally arrived at Tianji Pavilion.

Bei Hengchuan's slightly closed eyes slowly opened. He stood up, his robe was blown by the wind and hunted and hunted, and his whole body seemed to be disillusioned with endless stars, as if the emperor was resurrected.

He stood on top of the chariot, looking at a pavilion that was even more majestic than Human Palace not far away, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Look at the sky, the sun, and the moon, and the star moves, we can know the past and the present."

"Xiao Yin & Yang changes, Ming Five Elements rotates, and then it's bad luck."

"The secret is measurable!"

Bei Hengchuan whispered softly, reading the couplet at the gate of Tianji Pavilion, and couldn't help sighing:

"It's rare in the world to dare to say such words!"

"His Royal Highness, I'll go and test it first!"

The old man who was driving got up, his eyes closed slightly, and said with a beard.

"Yeah." Bei Hengchuan slightly horrified his head.

The old man stepped out, disappeared in front of the bronze chariot, and reappeared, already in the sky above the Tianji Pavilion.

"The emissary of the emperor is here, the pavilion master of the Tianji Pavilion is here, come out to greet you!"

The old man took a deep breath and shouted.

The rolling sound waves, like thunder, exploded over the Tianji Pavilion for a long time.

Hearing the voice of the old man, the Eastern Wasteland cultivator who was watching the show from below was taken aback.

Afterwards, everyone looked at the old man's eyes with a touch of pity.

This guy is so courageous, dare to yell like this in front of the Tianji Pavilion?

"I don't know Pavilion Master Su, dare you to head-to-head with the imperial palace?"

Many cultivators are both excited and looking forward to it.

Only after a long time, there was no response from the Tianji Pavilion.

The old man frowned slightly, and said again: "The Lord of the Heavenly Secret Pavilion can be here, come out and see..."

"Noisy!"

However, before he could finish speaking, an indifferent cold snort sounded from the Tianji Pavilion.

"Bold!"

Seeing Own's words were interrupted, the old man looked dumbfounded.

Bang!

However, at the moment when he was about to release his breath, a terrifying breath suddenly fell from the sky, like a mountain, suppressing him.

Feeling this breath, the old man's complexion became savage, and his whole person was like a cannonball, smashing to the ground fiercely.

The powerful force directly smashed a deep pit on the ground, and countless cracks spread out like a spider web centered on him.

The old man's complexion was flushed, his whole body was convulsive at first, and he kept pulling out, his look terrifying, and his eyes were full of fear and horror. He had only felt this power in the father of the three princes, Prince Li.

"Do you know how Prince Gong died?"

"I don't mind sending you to find him, go and ask in person!"

When the old man was struggling, Su Yu's unsentimental voice sounded again...

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