My Sect is So Upbeat

Chapter 315 I, Tang Shunzu, speak for Tianbang!

"My sect is so good ()"!

Looking at the square and the entire mountain gate, the Qianyuan disciples scattered in all directions also have no expectations for the current outcome.

Qianyuan panicked when the voices of begging for orders echoed on the cliffs and swept toward the clouds.

In fact, they couldn't understand why the Taoist master never came out to meet.

And looking at such a picture, Ning Yuan, sitting in the Shenlong sedan chair, has already obtained relevant information from Daoist Qianyuan when he fiddled with his fingertips.

It was a treasure-hunting technique, taken from an ancient bronze coffin, and the original was a painting.

The Taoist master of Qianyuan understood the magic of treasure hunting from the painting, which can be based on the casting history of the treasure, the material, whether it has blessed some kind of totem array, and so on.

Based on these, the level power of the treasure can be found out.

Admittedly, this method is indeed the most practical for appraising treasures. Once mastered, one can become a treasure appraising master.

After the Taoist Master Qianyuan acquired it in his early years, his diligent practice has reached a level of perfection. You only need to wait and see to know the level of this treasure.

Over time, he became an authority, and the Qianyuan Taoist Palace also rose and developed rapidly, until today it is a holy place.

He is not wrong, and reasonableness is also within the law.

But unfortunately, he encountered a prisoner pen.

This is the sacred artifact of the Wushan town clan, and it is impossible to see the hidden super holy artifact spirit in it only by the treasure-hunting magic of Taoist Qianyuan.

Even the history of the birth of the painting prisoner brush is far beyond the scope of the Taoist master of Qianyuan, not to mention the cast material, whether there is a totem brand, etc., all of which are beyond the class level.

It is different from the ordinary sacred artifact, let alone the imperial artifact, and it is difficult for Ning Yuan to interpret its level, which is why the Tianbang came out in Zhongzhou.

Taoist Qianyuan has absolute confidence in his treasure-hunting magic, and is destined to fall into trouble here.

And Kong Xuan Daozi Tang Shunzu, in fact, is not wrong.

He just borrowed the holy artifact Tianbang to suppress the indomitable wisdom of Taoist Qianyuan and smash the myth of the authority of appraising treasures.

In other words,

The root of the Martial World is the law of the jungle.

Tang Shunzu's methods are upright and upright, and there is no insidious cunning, and it is impossible for Qianyuan Daoist to smash his signboard and admit that he is wrong.

In this way, Ning Yuan has seen such a mood, and the next thing will develop.

During the long duration of the sound waves, many Qianyuan elders were pale, but they saw a bell ringing on the sky-high corridor.

clang!

Pressing the turbulent waves, all the words in the square were instantly drowned out, and a gust of wind swept across the sky, smashing the clouds away.

Everyone stepped back in an instant and looked up at the Tongtian Promenade.

I saw a halo emerge, and a figure in a white robe sitting cross-legged, with a huge body, appeared in the eyes of the public.

There was a glow behind him, and there were horses practicing dancing in front of him. A total of 18 Vajra boys stood, making him look like a living saint.

Everyone felt the pressure coming, and they all bent down and bowed their hands without any disrespect.

The founder of the Taoist Palace, the realm of strength that has been spread out, has already reached the level of Taoism.

Just the wind and clouds in the breath caused unimaginable ripples in the space, and the coercion fell on the shoulders, and no one dared to disrespect.

But there was one person in the room, standing upright, with no intention of retreating.

He stood with his hands behind his back, raised his head and looked at Daoist Qianyuan, and said between his sleeves, "Tang Shunzu, Daozi of Kongxuan, pays respect to Daoist Qianyuan."

"Xiaosheng came from a long distance, and what I asked for today, I hope that the Taoist master can re-evaluate the painting prisoner pen, and hope that the painting prisoner pen can be rated correctly."

Words spread, neither humble nor arrogant, not offensive, but not respectful.

The people of the Eight Desolate Forces in the field immediately froze, and the atmosphere fell into a swamp, making it difficult to flow.

"Why do you need to re-appraisal? Everyone in the world has faith in this Taoist master's appraisal of treasures."

On the corridor to the sky, a deep and heavy word slowly came out, and when it circled in all directions, it fell into everyone's ears.

This Taoist-level powerhouse, the current saint, how majestic and dignified his majesty is.

With just one word, Tang Shunzu did not know how many times.

The people of the Eight Desolate Forces who echoed in the past are now gone, and they lowered their heads and did not dare to face them, let alone speak up.

However, Tang Shunzu waved his sleeves, and with the realm of a great sage, forcibly resisted the pressure of the Taoist master in front of him, and shouted again:

"Don't you dare?"

Hearing this, Daoist Qianyuan moved his white eyebrows and paused for a moment.

He took a deep look at the Wushan Patriarch who bowed his head and said nothing, and even the shivering Wushan Patriarch, as well as the painting pen in his hand.

"Even if it is identified 100,000 times, the fifth-grade sacred artifact is still the fifth-grade sacred artifact. From the time it was cast, its level and power have been finalized."

"Even if you use the power of magic to forcibly increase its power, it is still only temporary."

"As for the holy artifact heaven list circulated in the outside world, if you are willing to believe it, then the Taoist master has nothing to say."

"The so-called Tianji Pavilion, since it also has the ability to identify treasures in the world, might as well let it come forward and hold a grand gathering of treasures, Taoism, and saints."

"This Daoist has always treated each other with courtesy."

The words of Taoist Qianyuan fell slowly, and he made his own identification results again, and even added fuel to the flames, causing everyone to question whether the Tianji Pavilion existed.

I don't want to, but Tang Shunzu raised the corner of his mouth, as if he was waiting for the words of Daoist Qianyuan.

"How can you invite the people from Tianji Pavilion? The grand discussion on Taoism is abandoned, but today Xiaosheng has a simple and rude method to correct the name of the painting prisoner again."

"I just don't know, is the Taoist willing to accept it?"

Tang Shunzu stared closely at the Taoist Master Qianyuan. When the Taoist master still believed that the painting prisoner pen was a sacred artifact of the fifth rank, the second step was very obvious.

The Taoist Master Qianyuan could also understand what Tang Shunzu meant, but he didn't take it seriously at all.

"what ever."

He spoke softly.

Tang Shunzu smiled, and suddenly he rolled up his sleeves, his face became very serious and serious.

"Twelve sacred artifacts in the heaven list, each of which is enough to slaughter the emperor, and its power is not trivial, but unfortunately, apart from the master, only the Tianji Pavilion knows how to activate them."

"Xiaosheng also doesn't know, but Xiaosheng understands a truth."

"In all things in the world, the strong are respected, and the superior is the king. To the level of a first-grade holy artifact, all have the self-consciousness of the artifact spirit."

"If the spirit is enlightened, then the king wakes up, and the eight sacred artifacts are all ministers."

"The Zhenshan Holy Artifact of your Qianyuan Dao Palace is not known as a super-grade one, but an existence that is above the first grade. That little student wants to see it, how dare it look up in front of the holy artifact in the sky!"

The fall of these words really caused a commotion in the field.

And inside the sacred dragon sedan chair at the top of the sky, Ning Yuan looked quite stunned.

He really did not expect that this Tang Shunzu had a very deep understanding of the twelve sacred artifacts on the list.

Before spreading the prestige of Tianji, in Zhongzhou, a spokesperson for Tianbang actually appeared!

In an instant, Tang Shunzu took a deep breath, and in order to overthrow the authoritative myth of the Qianyuan Taoist Palace, he rushed up with a snort of blood and sprinkled the prisoner's pen.

Immediately, he suddenly looked at the entire Qianyuan Mountain Gate.

"Everyone, offended!"

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