You are a cultivator of immortality, how dare you challenge my heavenly tribulation?

"Master Tianjie, Lu Jiangtao knows! I will not let you down!" Lu Jiangtao suddenly looked up at the sky, his face serious, as if he had a sense of mission.

He was about to step into the calamity cloud without hesitation, but was kicked back without hesitation, and fell to the ground like a dog.

Just when he was still confused, he heard a voice from the depths of his heart.

"Oh oh oh oh! Thank you Master Tianjie! Thank you Master Tianjie!"

Lu Jiangtao's face was full of joy, his body straight, his hands open, and he looked willing.

With the thunder of calamity one after another, Lu Jiangtao's calamity passed just like that...

Yes, passed...

Not to mention the surprised Lu Jiangtao below, even Fang Lei was still thinking about how to persuade his younger brothers at the beginning~

Unexpectedly, they were more shameless than each other, and they all just dealt with it and left after a thunderbolt.

Fang Lei felt distressed. What kind of hard life did these kids have in the past?

Can't they bear it now?

Is this level worthy of being called sweet talk?

I don't even know how much lower it is than the art of real sweet talk!

It seems that special training will be needed in the future! The class rules for the big class will have to add a second rule!

Fang Lei touched his chin and looked at his younger brothers with narrowed eyes.

Similarly, Lu Jiangtao below was also incredible at this time. Obviously, he didn't expect that everyone avoided the Lindao Tribulation like a snake and scorpion, so he passed it like this?

"This Lindao Tribulation, is it so simple? Hey!" When he said this, Lu Jiangtao even laughed foolishly.

But after laughing foolishly, the smile gradually faded. Thinking of the order Fang Lei gave him, the smile began to be filled with bitterness.

His face became calm, and his eyes were closed very hard. He took a deep breath. When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were full of determination again.

He tidied his clothes in a serious, careful and meticulous manner, then bowed to Jieyun and shouted loudly-

"Master Tianjie, Lu Jiangtao has already..."

Before he finished speaking, Fang Lei kicked Lu Jiangtao in with a very rude kick.

No, he really didn't want to listen to this guy's nonsense.

Hurry up and do the business, get out of here after the business, don't yell at your little friend here.

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Fang Lei's kick, in fact, accidentally revealed the fig leaf that Lu Jiangtao tried hard to hide in the deepest part of his heart.

Because no matter how Lu Jiangtao persuaded himself, it was difficult for him to "save" Zhang Mang from the bottom of his heart, to "save" a monster.

This is a prejudice that all cultivators have in their hearts. This prejudice is like a mountain, stretching across the center.

This kick was very light, and he didn't show any embarrassment.

But it was this kick that made Lu Jiangtao realize something he subconsciously ignored-the price.

Yes, the price!

Many things require a price!

It is not like playing house as children say. Just saying that you want to establish a Tianjie Sect, you can establish a Tianjie Sect!

Everything has a corresponding price!

Just like -

He is a foster father, so he needs to consider his adopted son - Lu Chengjiang.

So even if the price is his life and death, he is willing to do it.

So the moment he sensed the Tianlei Talisman, he chose to rush to the bronze tripod without any hesitation.

So Zhang Mang's attention was diverted to himself, and he left Lu Chengjiang.

...

He is the captain, so he needs to consider the survival and safety of the entire team.

So even if the price is also his life and death, he never hesitated...

He once said that the mission was completed, there was no need to stay, and they would break up into pieces and retreat!

He never talked about his own bones or his future in his words.

Because this is the price, the price he must pay!

...

And at this moment, if he wants to become the spokesperson of the Tianjie Sect, then he must consider the entire Yunzhou, and even - the whole world!

So what is the price? What is the price?

Lu Jiangtao has never considered it, or subconsciously avoided considering it!

And this price is too high!

Yunzhou is a state where cultivation is the main thing. What price does it cost to develop the power of the Tianjie Sect in this state?

The price... the price... can only be everything! Everything of oneself!

At any cost -

This sentence seems very light, but it is actually as heavy as Mount Tai, which makes him a little suffocated.

What is important is not the "price", but "everything"! At any cost... everything!

Face, dignity, future, safety, wife and children, and even the life and death of generations of followers... are all in the scope of everything!

When Lu Jiangtao realized this cruel reality.

He lowered his head in frustration, and he began to be afraid and terrified.

His vision began to blur, and tears began to appear in his eyes.

He clenched his fists, and the veins on them bulged.

His body was clearly straight, but it was shaking constantly, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.

Who says men don't shed tears? I haven't reached the point of sadness.

Who says men are heartless? Family, country and the world are all about love!

Suddenly, he raised his head to the sky and exhaled a heavy breath.

The corners of his mouth began to tremble and twitch, trying to squeeze out a smile, but... it was very fake, very fake.

Lu Jiangtao never thought that laughing was such a difficult thing...

Even if he was asked to die, he dared to laugh three times and die generously!

Now that he is alive, he can even keep more people alive. He just needs to "revolt" Zhang Mang.

But he...can't laugh.

He could only tremble his lips and slowly exhale a breath of turbid air again, his eyes slightly red.

Because he clenched his fist too hard, blood dripped from his fingertips.

He took heavy steps and walked step by step towards Zhang Mang who was crawling on the ground in the distance.

It took an unknown amount of time before he stood in front of Zhang Mang with difficulty.

Lu Jiangtao didn't say a word, it seemed that he was just standing there in a mess, and standing was his full strength.

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Zhang Mang crawled on the ground, his eyes were also full of struggle.

At this time, he also knew the plan of the Lord of Heavenly Tribulation, and he was willing to protect the Heavenly Tribulation Sect as an umbrella.

But he, a constantly wavering him - powerless, will definitely be bad!

In a trance, Zhang Mang seemed to feel that someone was standing in front of him.

He raised his head with some difficulty, and the chaos and clarity in his eyes were constantly alternating.

He looked up at the monk in front of him, whom he wanted to kill before.

Suddenly, his eyes fluctuated, because he felt that the other party was in a very bad state, like a dog that had lost its home.

Even if the other party was standing and he was lying on his stomach.

But he just felt that the other party standing was far more miserable than himself lying here!

Lu Jiangtao stood for a long time without saying a word.

His fist tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened, and the blood began to drip.

The dripping blood and the smell began to constantly stimulate Zhang Mang, making him think of the existence of the tragic death in his hands.

Time began to pass by.

Zhang Mang felt that his consciousness was becoming more and more degenerate.

There was only the sound of dripping blood in his ears, and only the sweetness of blood in his nose.

It seemed that his consciousness would completely slide to Ke Xiu's side, but at this time he began to lower his head with all his strength.

He stretched his neck, as if begging for death.

Because he hoped that he could die soberly while he was still a human being.

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At this moment, one man and one monster! Just like the two sides of yin and yang...

The monster tried hard to find his conscience and decided to die soberly!

But the human decided to give up everything and live a dirty and miserable life!

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Plop——

Zhang Mang heard a very abrupt sound. He raised his head again with difficulty, but saw that the man in front of him, who looked extremely embarrassed even when standing, was kneeling in front of him even more embarrassedly!

Why? Why? Why? Why! Why! Why! Why!

Why! ?

Why would the other party kneel down to him?

Kneel down to a beast like him?

Because of excessive shock, Zhang Mang regained consciousness.

In an instant, countless questions filled Zhang Mang's mind.

In an instant, Zhang Mang's mind was greatly shaken.

He began to hold his head with both hands, trembling in pain, and even let out an extremely painful wail.

His eyes no longer showed murderous intent, teasing, sneering, indifference, ruthlessness, bloodthirstiness...

Instead, it showed endless pain and sorrow...

Zhang Mang felt as if something had returned to his heart.

A very painful, very weak thing!

But he felt that he had become whole again.

He slowly touched his cheek, as if he had touched something warm.

After a long time, he sorted out his turbid thoughts.

This thing seems to be called - tears?

Alas -

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This chapter may even become a poisonous point to some extent. I will change it later!

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