Villain: Be a teacher to the son of luck

Tongtianmen.

Shu land.

The huge Tongtian Tower reaches directly into the sky.

As the most junior sect among the four great immortal sects, Tongtianmen must have its own way of becoming popular in such a short period of time to become an existence that keeps pace with the other three ancient sects.

"The strong are respected."

"The strong come first."

Everything in Tongtianmen serves the word "strong".

It is different from Yao Xianzong who still evaluates according to many aspects such as cultivation talent and contribution to the sect.

Within Tongtianmen, there are only bloody strength rankings and challenge letters flying all over the sky.

There is no such thing as the 【Temple of Discipline】.

Everything is followed by the strongest leader.

And the head is not there, so it is natural to manage them in order of strength in the sect.

And when at some point, the head's strength is not enough to stabilize the entire sect, he will be replaced by other disciple elders who rank high in strength.

Chi Yanxian has no dignity.

This strong man who once stabilized this chaotic sect has now fallen into an extremely embarrassing situation.

The headquarters of the Immortal Dao League.

The darker and blacker black fairy robe on Yan Wulu's body has been replaced.

Simple bandage tie.

The doctors of Xianmeng have given the former acting leader a simple and general treatment.

"This, that Red Flame Immortal"

The one who was pushed out by the elders of the Immortal League to speak was obviously a young monk with little experience. When facing Yan Wulu, he trembled like a weak sheep facing a wounded tiger.

After recovering several times, the young monk finally summoned up his courage and said——

". Immortal Chiyan, the Immortal Alliance has now become such a situation. It is no longer necessary to trouble Immortal Chiyan to guard. The elders have already made an agreement with Venerable Wanyan of Yaoxianzong. Taiyizong will soon send people to help maintain order."

".As for Chiyan Immortal Venerable, you can do it yourself."

Yan Wulu, who was lying on the gorgeous leader's bed, finally slightly raised his eyelids, his eyes that seemed to be dead, just glanced at the young monk lightly, and then closed them again.

"Tomorrow, I will return to Tongtianmen."

"Thank you Xianzun for your understanding." The young monk thanked him and then left.

On the leader's bed, Yan Wulu let out a long sigh
I have worked so hard for this fairy alliance, but now... is this considered abandoned?

"Ha ha."

Yan Wulu smiled bitterly. The young monk had never called himself the leader of the alliance before. It seems that many elders at the headquarters of the Xianmeng have already removed their status as the acting leader of the alliance.

Yan Wulu didn't blame them either.
It's because I'm too arrogant.

He underestimated the power of the demon clan, but he never expected that the [Monster Locking Tower] would be breached by the demon clan, and the demon emperor Chu Chi would escape from the tower.

I was also taken away by the other party [Xian Yan], which can be regarded as a karmic reincarnation.

Yan Wulu was thinking, and suddenly coughed violently a few times.

He braced himself up, greeted a few cultivators from Tongtianmen, and said in a low voice——

"... Simply pack your bags, I'll wait, and return to Tongtian Gate immediately."

Yan Wulu ordered.

The time did not match what he said to the monks of Xianmeng.

He was someone who deliberately deceived Xianmeng before.

On the one hand, the Xianmeng headquarters can no longer accommodate Yan Wulu. In order to avoid falling into an unpredictable passive situation, it is better to leave now, but it is best not to let the people of the Xianmeng know;

On the other hand, now that all the demons and evil spirits in the [Monster Locking Tower] have escaped, the world is bound to be in chaos, and he must return to Shu to make preparations, just in case.

Even though the flight of the fairy beasts of Tongtianmen can be regarded as the most stable, it is still not a small bump for Yan Wulu who is seriously injured at this time.

On the top of the Shu land, there is a Tongtian Pagoda.

With this tower as the center, a large number of buildings around it constitute the headquarters of Tongtianmen.

The fairy beast landed.

Immortal Chiyan's dignified Wulu was supported down by many Tongtianmen disciples.

The monks and disciples originally assigned by Tongtianmen to assist Jiuxuanzong and other missions have also returned to Tongtian Pagoda in Shu in the past few days.

Of course, it may take some time before Yan Chu and other Tongtianmen disciples in the Kunlun territory of Jiuxuanzong can arrive because the distance is too far away.

Logically speaking, as the head of the Tongtianmen, Chiyan Xianyan Wulu finally returned to his own Tongtianmen from the headquarters of the Xianmeng. Even if the incident happened suddenly, there should be a crowd of monks coming to greet him.

But in front of Yan Wulu at this moment
In front of the huge Tongtian Pagoda, there were only those few elders of the sect standing here.

Yan Wulu frowned slightly.
This made his already tough and serious face look even more frightening now.

"What about the rest? Where did they all die!"

Yan Wulu yelled at an elder of the sect standing nearby.

The loss of [Xianyan], the abandonment of the Immortal Alliance, and a series of recent events have made him extremely angry, and he doesn't care about the demeanor of an immortal!

"Master Master, Liu Zhiliu."

The elder who stepped forward hesitated a bit, and didn't say a complete sentence for a while.

Yan Wulu had lost all patience, grabbed the collar of the elder's fairy robe with one hand, and lifted him up.

This Tongtianmen elder was originally thin and thin.
And even though Yan Wulu's realm has plummeted and his strength is not as good as before, it is still easy for him to mention the thin old man in front of him because he is already tall.

"Say! If you can't speak anymore, I will chop you up and feed you to the dogs!"

Yan Wulu's eyes were full of murderous intent, and his temper was worse than before.

"Liu Zhiliu, Liu Zhiliu, has been elected by other elders in the sect as the new head of Tongtianmen!"

The thin old man who was picked up, finally gritted his teeth and said all the words.

These words were like a bolt from the blue, which made Yan Wulu stunned for a moment.

He let go in a daze, and the Tongtianmen elder was thrown to the ground.

The elder of Tongtianmen coughed slightly.
Several people behind him also stepped forward to help him up.

".Now, the monks who are here to welcome Master Master are all your remaining supporters in the sect, Master Master."

The last words of the elders of Tongtianmen seemed to be the last blow to break Yan Wulu's defense.

Yan Wulu spit out a pool of blood and fell straight on his back.

The surrounding monks surrounded him again and again, and carried Yan Wulu back to the sect.