The strongest in the heavens, the king of fishing

"You, you, and you all, tell me with conscience, who should take the position of head? Is it Senior Brother Wan back then, or him?"

No one answered, the young disciples were at a loss, but Tian Buyi and the other leaders all turned pale, but no one spoke.

Above the main hall, only Taoist Cangsong's crazy voice echoed: "What? Have you stopped talking? Are you ashamed?"

"Hahaha, yes! Yes! In fact, who doesn't know what to do? But now, who is sitting in this seat?"

"Senior Brother Cangsong, it's been more than a hundred years, why are you so persistent?" The first Master Shuiyue of Xiaozhufeng sighed.

"Bah!" Cang Song pointed at Shuiyue's nose with contempt and scolded: "Shuiyue, do you still have the guts to talk? Who didn't know that you secretly fell in love with Senior Brother Wan in private, and he later saved you and loved you, unexpectedly Back then you were so desperate to save yourself, yet you still come to ridicule me today!?”

"Bitch!"

After cursing fiercely, Master Cangsong pointed at Tian Buyi and the others and continued to curse: "You have been comfortable being the first seat for a hundred years, but do you still remember that Senior Brother Wan saved our lives desperately? Do you still remember Who was it that shared the experience of cultivating Taoism with us without hesitation, so that we can make great progress in Taoism?"

"Especially you, Tian Buyi!"

Speaking of this, Cangsong glared at Dazhufeng's first field, Buyiyi, "Back then your reputation as a waste spread throughout Qingyun Mountain, even your masters and brothers looked down on you."

"But after Senior Brother Wan met you, he recognized you as a talented person with his eyes. From then on, he carefully cultivated you. Not only did he tell you about his cultivation experience, but he also strongly recommended you to join the wild five people. From then on, you can become Qingyun sect." Only a man of the hour can sit in today's position."

Tian Buyi took a deep breath, with a look of pain on his face, he said slowly after a long while: "Senior Brother Wan has treated me with great kindness, even if I am smashed to pieces, I will not be able to repay it!"

As soon as these words came out, not only the disciples of the Big Bamboo Peak sect, but also the disciples of other branches all changed their faces.

Apparently even Tian Buyi admits that, it can be seen that Senior Brother Wan that Cangsong said really has a lot to hide.

"Okay, okay, okay, you finally admitted it, even if you still have a bit of conscience, then how did you repay him, tell me!" Taoist Cangsong sneered, looking at Tian Buyi.

Tian Buyi slowly lowered his head, clenched his teeth, as if his body was trembling slightly.

Cang Song laughed wildly and said: "Okay, if you don't tell me, I will tell you. You shameless person, it was in vain that senior brother Wan valued you so much. After you returned to Qingyun Mountain that day, you clearly knew that senior brother Wan liked Suru from Xiaozhufeng at that time. Junior Sister Su, you are stealing love, is there such a thing?"

……

"It's really interesting, what should I say? Your circle is really chaotic?"

Fairy Sanmiao has beautiful eyes, watching Cangsong and Qingyun's bosses tearing each other up, just like the melon-eating crowd, watching with relish!

"Isn't this Cangsong quite interesting? He is also a person who knows how to repay favors!"

Xiaobai looked joking, although Cangsong betrayed Qingyun, but it was to avenge Wan Jianyi, so there is no right or wrong!

In fact, there is no absolute right or wrong in the world, right or wrong is relative, it depends on who is right!

For Cangsong, he was right!

To others in Qingyun, he is a traitor!

"All of you have been greatly favored by Senior Brother Wan, but when he was in trouble, did any of you risk your life to save him?"

"An ungrateful sect leader, a group of ungrateful chiefs, Qingyun sect is occupied by you, and he still has the face to call himself the authentic sect?"

Cang Song directly turned on the spray mode, pointing at Daoxuan, Tian Buyi and other leaders of various branches, cursing, as if to vent all the grievances accumulated in his heart for 100 years.

"Back then, senior brother Wan treated me like a brother like a father, he single-handedly raised me, and even saved my life in the wilderness. My life was given to him a long time ago!"

"It's a shame that a hundred years ago, I tried my best and couldn't save him. Since then, I have told myself that no matter what, I will avenge him!"

When he said the last few words, he shouted hoarsely, as if he was looking at his deep heart, and it seemed that he was looking at those eyes in the dark.

"Okay, okay, I didn't expect that part of the public case back then to make you so concerned. Come over and try to see if I, as a senior brother, are worthy of being the head of the sect!"

Daoxuan opened his mouth coldly, pushed away his disciple Xiao Yicai who was supporting him, and walked out step by step.

His imposing manner covered everyone in an instant, the dark green Taoist robe fluttered in the wind, and his hands could be seen faintly, fists clenched deeply, even the nails were sunk into the flesh.

"You deserve it?" Daoxuan stared at Cangsong with a trace of disdain.

Hearing this, Cang Song burst into laughter suddenly, "Yes, you are amazing. Back then, under Qing Yun's sect, Senior Brother Wan and you were always regarded as peerless twins. I am not your opponent, but someone will punish you."

Master Daoxuan looked solemn, and said coldly: "Who is it?"

"Old friend Daoxuan, I haven't seen you for a hundred years, but seeing you look as good as before, I'm so happy and congratulated!"

At this moment, a deep voice suddenly came from a distance outside the Yuqing Palace.

This sound was like thunder, rumbling, and within a moment, there were shouts of killing from outside Tongtian Peak, and the front of the mountain was in chaos. Amidst the panic, it seemed that someone was shouting from a distance:

"The Demon Cult demons are coming up the mountain!"

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Chapter 389: Zhu Xian Ancient Sword (Third)

"what?"

Everyone in the Qingyun sect turned pale, Reverend Daoxuan gasped, pointed at Taoist Cangsong, and said in disbelief, "You, how dare you betray the master sect and collude with the demon sect!"

Taoist Cangsong laughed wildly: "That's right, I just colluded with the Devil's Cult, so what! In my opinion, the Qingyun Sect hides filth and evil, and is worse than the Devil's Cult!"

"In order to avenge Senior Brother Wan, I don't care even if I go to hell, let alone collude with the Demon Cult?"

"Crazy! He's really crazy!"

Suru's pretty face was pale, looking at the crazy pine, she murmured.

"who?"

Suddenly, there were several loud shouts from Qingyun disciples outside the gate of Yuqing Palace, but only a few squeaks were heard, as if an expert came from the sky.

Immediately after several bangs, several Qingyun disciples fell in and rolled on the ground.

At the door, three figures flashed out, they were the three masters of the Demon Cult.

Yu Yangzi stood in the middle, Poison God and Wan Wan stood on both sides, the three of them took a look into the hall and walked in slowly.

The oldest Poison God made a 'tsk tsk' sound and said with a smile: "Old friend Daoxuan, I haven't seen you for a hundred years, are you okay?"

Master Daoxuan shook his body, his pupils shrank, and he said coldly: "Poison God!"

The God of Poison laughed, and said: "It's me who is old and immortal. I was defeated by your sword at the foot of Qingyun Mountain a hundred years ago, and now I see you looking as good as before. I am so gratified!"

While speaking, dozens of people from the Demon Cult walked in one after another from the gate of Yuqing Hall, each of them had an extraordinary aura, and they were not weak at first glance!

Among them, the Qinglong of the Ghost King Sect, the Baiduzi of the Wandumen, etc. are not weaker than the leaders of Qingyun's various branches.

In the distance, the shouts of killing became louder and louder, and desperate screams were heard from time to time. Qingyun Mountain, which used to be like a fairyland on earth, now seems to be shrouded in blood, like hell.