Infinite true path

Wei Wenbo knew Hongxiu's personality very well. This woman has a straight temper and never minces words, but she has a pure and beautiful heart.

However, he didn't mind if Hong Xiu spoke to Wei Wenbo like this, but when he heard Hong Xiu say "Mother-in-law" to Huan Yin, the ancestor of Wuliang Sect in Qingzhou, Wei Wenbo couldn't bear it anymore.

This is a great disrespect to offend the ancestors, and it is not offensive to any portrait or sculpture, but to the real person!

Wei Wenbo immediately stepped forward, regardless of his appearance, and forcefully pulled Hongxiu back, directly behind Huan Yin and Zhang Tao.

Just when Hongxiu looked puzzled and even sullen, nearly twenty men in black walked out from both sides of the street, leading one, whose cultivation had reached the middle stage of Life Palm!

Seeing this scene, Hongxiu asked herself that it would be difficult to fly even if she had wings, so she complained: "Why don't you run away? Now... there is no chance now!"

Wei Wenbo quickly stopped the excited Hong Xiu and said: "You...how dare you be so presumptuous in front of your ancestors?"

Hongxiu didn't listen and objected: "What ancestor, you... ah, ancestor?"

After speaking, the voice immediately became quieter. Then, when Hong Xiu saw the silver-haired young man in front of him, he turned his head, showed a warm smile, and said: "My Wuliang Sect has never lacked heroes. My child, you are very good."

Hong Xiu stared at the silver-haired man's face with wide eyes, and felt as if his breathing would stop for a moment. As a disciple of Wuliang Sect in Qingzhou, although she could not join the core due to her poor background, she studied Taoism devoutly and visited the portraits of the ancestors of the sect every day. Isn't the silver-haired man's face exactly the same as the one in the portrait?

"Here, get the troublemaker. Then send His Highness the Crown Prince back to Royal Lane safely!" The leader of the men in black finally stepped forward, pointed at Huan Yin and the others, and raised his voice. The command came.

Huan Yin turned to look at Zhang Tao and smiled: "Mr. Zhang, when you come this time, remember not to dirty the streets of Qingzhou."

Zhang Tao laughed: "Don't worry, sir, I will just throw them out."

A group of black-clothed monks gathered around and were about to arrest someone, but suddenly Zhang Tao waved his hand, and with a "stab" sound, a space crack suddenly formed!

Within the crack, the purple boundary river was surging, and gusts of dark wind blew out from the boundary river, which was breathtaking.

Has anyone here seen this method of tearing space apart with just one hand? All the men in black were suddenly frightened, even the leader was no exception.

However, before they could react, a big hand suddenly formed from the sky, and with one wave, it grabbed all the men in black and threw them all into the crack. Then, the crack closed, and those miserable screams disappeared, as if nothing had happened just now.

With a "thud", Huan Yin's back Hongxiu suddenly knelt down on the ground and knocked to the ground: "Hongxiu, a younger disciple of Wuliang Sect in Qingzhou, pays homage to our ancestors. May our ancestors be safe!"

Huan Yin turned around, smiled, helped Hongxiu up, and said, "My child, it doesn't matter if you have a bad background. I didn't have a good background back then, and I was often bullied."

A simple sentence, but it immediately made Hongxiu's eyes turn red. She looked at Huan Yin and said, "Ancestor, are you not lying to me?"

Huan Yin said: "It's not just me. I remember that when I first entered Taoism, I was completely disappointed. At that time, Master Lu Ya told me that when he first entered Taoism, he seemed to have endless qualifications, and his background was even more difficult to tell."

"Dong dong dong..." A series of kneeling sounds suddenly sounded around Huan Yin. Huan Yin turned around and saw many Qingzhou Wuliang Sect disciples wearing their own Taoist robes walking away from the darkness. They came out and knelt on the ground piously.

These people, although they were monks, were in a miserable shape and had a shameless appearance. It seemed that they had been hiding in the dark for too long and had worked too hard.

"Kowtow to the ancestors!" Everyone shouted in unison, and then they bowed down to Huan Yin.

These people can be regarded as the descendants of Huan Yin, the younger disciples of Huan Yin. He looked at these people, feeling a little excited and a little unbearable for a moment. Huan Yin said: "Children, you have suffered. However, I, the Wuliang Sect, must be brave at all times and don't be afraid. Only if we dare to fight and die, our enemies will be defeated by us!"

"Ancestor, I am not afraid of death, please take me with you!" Suddenly, a voice came from the side. Huan Yin followed the sound and found that it was still a young boy, with stubbornness and unyielding expression on his face.

"I'm not afraid either. I'm willing to follow my ancestors and fight against the Xuanyin Sect!" This time the speaker was a middle-aged man with three scars on his face, which looked shocking. However, Huan Yin didn't feel evil or ferociousness from his body, only iron bones.

"I'm not afraid either!"

"I'm not afraid either!"

"I'm not afraid either!"

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Countless voices sounded, and they knelt on the ground one by one, their faces flushed, and their eyes filled with endless anger. Perhaps, they have been suppressed for too long, so now they are willing to follow Huan Yin to fight to defend their country and their sect!

Huan Yin nodded and said: "Well done, you are all well done. I, Huan Yin, can have indomitable juniors like you, and Wuliang Sect can have such strong and strong men like you. I am so lucky!"

Huan Yin and Zhang Tao were on the road again, heading towards the imperial city. This time, behind them were not only Wei Wenbo and Hongxiu, but also countless Qingzhou Wuliangmen disciples who had gathered on their own.

Along the way, Huan Yin and Zhang Tao didn't even take any action. Because those disciples of Qingzhou Wuliang Sect themselves are a powerful force that has been suppressed for a long time. This power has long been ready to explode, but it just needs an opportunity.

Today, Huan Yin has this opportunity. He ascended high and shouted, and every call received hundreds of responses!

Along the way, when they arrived at the city gate, Huan Yin had more than 300 Qingzhou Wuliang disciples behind him. However, despite the mighty journey, when they actually arrived at the Imperial City, their team still seemed a bit unsatisfactory.

Not for anything else, just because this is the imperial city after all. If the imperial city didn't have the courageous pressure and momentum, would it still be called the imperial city?

Therefore, not to mention three hundred of them, even three thousand soldiers and horses would feel uneasy when they came to this imperial city.

However, this kind of emotion does not exist in Huan Yin and Zhang Tao. Huan Yin turned around and smiled, saying, "Children, don't be afraid, I'm here."

After that, Huan Yin and Zhang Tao went forward first, leading a large group of Wuliang Sect disciples through the opened imperial city gate and entered the imperial city square.

"Roar!" As soon as they entered the square, Huan Yin and others saw a dark area in front of them, pressing towards them.

Taking a closer look, he saw that it was at least a thousand Xuanyin Sect disciples holding weapons, all pressing forward. Their anger surged into the sky, and their pressure was as strong as the vast sea. They wanted to overturn the small boat composed of Huan Yin and others.

The people at Xuanyin Sect had obviously gotten the news and were prepared. Moreover, the Xuanyin Sect is really not that simple. Among the more than a thousand people, there are many strong ones. Although they cannot get into the eyes of Huan Yin and Zhang Tao, they are still much more powerful than the disciples of the Wuliang Sect.

Many disciples of the Wuliang Sect changed their expressions and took a few steps back. However, a few managed to hold on and stood firm, like nails driven into the ground. However, even these people were instantly startled into a cold sweat and felt a little dizzy.

The people from Xuanyin Sect continued to press forward, and their momentum became more and more powerful. Until the end, it was already shocking.

Under their oppression, more and more Wuliang disciples could not bear it. In the end, apart from Huan Yin and Zhang Tao, only Wei Wenbo and Hong Xiu were still gritting their teeth and persisting without falling.

However, when those men in black were less than a hundred feet away from Huan Yin, they stopped on their own. Because at this distance, they finally felt the pressure from Huan Yin and Zhang Tao that was not deliberately released at all. That kind of coercion made them feel as if they were mortals standing in front of the ancient giant spirit. If we take another step forward, the giant spirit may wake up.

"Master!" Suddenly, just as Huan Yin was looking coldly at the menacing black-clothed monks in front of him, a voice came from a distance.

There was an old and frail feeling in this voice, but Huan Yin could still hear a familiar smell. Surprised, Huan Yin quickly followed the sound and saw an extremely tall statue in the center of the Imperial City Square.

This statue is obviously another image of Huan Yin. But at this moment, on top of the statue, there were people hanging everywhere, probably no fewer than thirty or fifty of them up and down. Among them, the old man in yellow robe who was hung the highest was the one who shouted just now.

Time passes, and the young man who once knelt down in his memory is no longer there, but has become the old man he is today. However, no matter how the world changes, no matter how time changes, in Huan Yin's eyes, he will always be the only child who bows before him, kowtows to the bottom, and calls "Master".

"Qianlong!" At this moment, Huan Yin's aura finally changed completely. There is no more warmth, no more tenderness. Huan Yin completely revealed the aura from the Nine Nether Hell, like a bloodthirsty demon possessing him, and instantly the entire imperial city was filled with the faint smell of blood.