Pretending To Be a Holy Place, I Was Signed For a Thousand Years

At this time, the Taoist priest moved and stepped forward and said: "Everyone, the poor Taoist is the Qinghui of Zhuoguangshan Lingshu. I don't know if there is any misunderstanding here?"

Hearing this sentence, the people from Yijianmen were stunned.

Immediately, Wu Ming laughed and said: "You guys are really stubborn, and you even want to pretend to be the Taoist priest of Qinghui!"

"I'm afraid you don't know, that Qinghui Daoist is now the Supreme Elder of Qiongyu Sword Sect! And the master of my Yijian Sect, Sun Buer, is from Qiongyu Sword Sect!"

"We are all outside disciples of Qiongyu Sword Sect, how could we not recognize our own Supreme Elder!"

Zhang Ming couldn't help but look strange, this Yijianmen is the spokesperson of Qiongyu Sword Sect in the mortal world?

The surrounding disciples also laughed.

However, the disciple standing beside Wu Ming felt that something was wrong the more he looked at it, and took out a picture scroll from his arms.

"Senior brother, do you want to stop watching?"

This is the portrait of the new Taishang elder who has been rushed from Qiongyu Mountain to Nanling City in recent days.

Wu Ming took the portrait casually and said with a smile, "What are you looking at, how can I, Mr. Wu's eyes, admit mistakes?"

He unfolded it, and was stunned.

"This is……"

Wu Ming raised his eyes to look at Zhang Ming, rubbed his eyes again, and looked at the picture scroll, "It seems... it does look a bit like it."

The disciple next to him reminded: "Senior brother, the eyebrows and eyes are the same, but they are not as good-looking as the Taoist priest in front of them."

They didn't recognize it originally, firstly because the sky is now slightly brighter and still darker, and secondly because the portrait did not capture the essence of the Taoist priest Qing Hui.

But now to compare...

Wu Ming's expression solidified a little bit on his face.

The cold sweat couldn't help but rise up.

thump!

He knelt directly to the ground and shouted: "Damn this disciple, Wu Ming of Yijianmen sees the elder Taishang!"

The other eight disciples were so frightened that their long swords trembled, and hurriedly knelt to the ground: "See Elder Taishang!"

Everyone was stunned.

Old Zhangtou and Li Ergou looked at each other and said at the same time, "You either slap me, are you dreaming?"

Guo Xiang and Yin Xue's eyes widened, their status as City Lord's Mansion was irrelevant, and they had to rely on Daoist Qing Hui?

It's just that this Qiongyu Sword Sect is one of the three famous seventeen sects in the Jin Kingdom. It is famous for its flying swordsmanship.

Qingquan came late, looked at it for a while, and asked, "Senior brother, you not only won Yiqing?"

He was a little suspicious that the elders and heads of the Qiongyu Sword Sect were all women, so they fell into the beauty of their senior brothers.

Qingquan's teeth are sour, should I go to Hehuan Zong and try? Maybe it can also be a super elder.

Zhang Ming glared at him and said to the disciples of Yijianmen who had knelt in a circle: "Disciples, please get up, since the misunderstanding between the two sides is resolved, Pindao will be relieved."

"Snapped!"

Wu Ming slapped himself neatly, knelt down and said, "It's all the disciples who have eyes but don't know Mount Tai, and bumped into everyone. I beg the elders to punish!"

The other disciples also knelt down and dared not move.

"Please punish the elders!"

Zhang Ming was helpless, it seemed that his good words didn't work, he couldn't help but dignified, and hummed: "Since there is a penalty, then I will punish you with a round of whipping!"

As he said that, he waved his hand forward, and Ji Dao Zhen Yuan turned into a long golden whip, which was drawn towards the crowd.

Snapped.

The whip shadow was like a golden dragon wagging its tail, falling on everyone's chest. They groaned and flew out.

When Wu Ming was about to get up, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. The golden whip shadow actually penetrated into his body with the whipping, and shattered his true essence in an instant.

In the next second, new true essence was born from the meridians, and it became much purer and clearer.

"This……"

"The elder's whip has the effect of purifying the true essence!"

A disciple suddenly realized,

Where is this punishment, it is clearly a reward opportunity from the Supreme Elder!

With good intentions, I waited and cried out in pain?

They bowed down in shame and excitement, and shouted, "This disciple is convicted, and the elders please whip me!"

Zhang Ming is a little confused, why is he still obsessed with being abused?

He didn't know that his true essence still had such a magical effect, after all, no one had ever tried it.

Others also looked strange.

Only Bai Yao showed the expression of eating marrow and knowing the taste, she knew it, it was really cool to be drawn by the master Qing Hui!

At this time, Wu Ming asked in an unfinished manner: "Elder Qing Hui, is there any more...?"

Zhang Ming glanced at the nine disciples who wanted to be dissatisfied.

You like to be pumped, and you can pick yourself up. Pindao has no hobby of like picking people.

Zhang Ming snorted coldly: "Get up!"

The disciples stood up with some regret, bowed and shouted, "Thank you for the gift of the elders!"

Come on, and treat punishment as a gift. Zhang Ming was too lazy to pay attention to them and waved to Wu Ming.

"Why are you besieging us?"

Wu Ming hurried over and explained: "Elder Qinghui, we have indeed received an order from the city master, let us obey the arrangements of Zen Master Huiyan of Xiaohanshan Temple."

Zhang Ming frowned: "Little Hanshan Temple?"

Wu Ming nodded and said, "Yes, it is Xiaohanshan Temple, and Zen Master Huiyan is now on the mountain peak."

He thought to himself, since these caravans are not bandits pretending to be mountain bandits, it seems that he has to explain to Zen Master Huiyan.

However, Zhang Ming looked at the peak instantly.

There were two people standing on the cliff, as if they were aware of the gaze below, and looked over.

"Hui Yan, you people from Yijianmen can't make it, and it looks like you've rebelled now."

An Lan pulled a smile from the corner of his mouth, pinched his fingers and said, "Why don't you let me kill them together last night!"

Hui Yan put his hands down and said, "It's just a pathfinder dog. If you don't go to see it, how will you know if there is a male lion."

His eyes shone brightly, and now the clouds are opening at the end of the sky, and the sun is shining.

It's good to show your head, just shoot to death together!

However, An Lan was obviously more anxious than he was, and jumped down the mountain and said, "This envoy doesn't have ink marks like you, so kill them all earlier and go back to drink tea!"

In front of the first-line gorge, on the mountain road.

Wu Ming still didn't know what happened, so he lowered his voice and asked, "Elder Qinghui, that Miss Guo... is it really the daughter of the city lord?"

Zhang Ming looked at the top of the peak, but did not return to him.

However, Guo Xiang heard his voice and snorted coldly, "Why not? You are my father's son-in-law!?"

Wu Ming was in a cold sweat, thinking of his nonsense in front of him, he really wanted to slap himself.

He hurriedly knelt down on one knee, and shamelessly pleaded guilty: "My subordinates should be damned, please punish the lady!"

Large rollover and social death scene.

Before Guo Xiang returned to him, he saw a black shadow coming straight from the top of the cliff like a cheetah.

"Miss, be careful!"

Yin Xue immediately drew a knife in her hand.

Wu Ming also clenched his sword and said, "Elder Qinghui, he is not Zen Master Huiyan, and the comer is not good!"

The man quickly approached, revealing a black robe, handsome in appearance, with a pair of golden eyes.

"Hehe, are you a Taoist priest of Lingshu Temple?"

There was a joke in his tone, and his golden pupils were locked on Zhang Ming who was standing.

In fact, Zhang Ming has been watching him since the moment he went down the mountain. However, it was not a monk.

Zhang Ming frowned and said, "Pin Dao is the Qing Hui of Lingshu Guan, who is the donor?"

If the other party is not the Zen Master Huiyan in Wu Ming's mouth, where is the real Huiyan and what is he doing?

Zhang Ming was a little uneasy.

The handsome man folded his arms and smiled, "Hehe, dead people are not qualified to know the name of this envoy!"

With a wave of his hand, he shot a cold silk thread from his fingertips and went straight to Zhang Ming's face.

As expected of the Demon Sect, in just a few words, he immediately made his move, and his shot was ruthless, and it was fatal in one blow!