Hong Huang: The first disciple of the Taiqing, the master of the Three Teachings

The more the disciple spoke, the more excited he was, he even touched his own wound and yelled out with a "hiss" in pain.

"How can we tolerate him insulting us like this?"

"So we all chased after him, and guess what happened?"

"What happened?" The Madonna of Wudang was completely distracted at this time, and asked worriedly.

"We followed that fearful grandson all the way, only to find that he didn't want to go back to Kunlun Mountain, but went to a certain place, to see that damned monster clan!"

"Monster?"

"How could this be? He is a disciple of Chanjiao, how could he know Yaozu?"

The Madonna of Wudang's mind was buzzing, and she didn't have time to think about anything more. She was just subconsciously worried and angry.

In her heart, the three religions are still one family.

Naturally, they belong to the same family, so the remaining grandson is also her senior brother, so friendship should be taken into consideration.

But now, fearing that Liusun actually met the Yaozu, there is a possibility of "defecting" from the three religions?

"No! This matter is too big!"

"I have to report to Master Tongtian and let him make up his mind!"

After all, the Holy Mother of Wudang immediately turned around, planning to report to the Tongtian Saint!

But when those disciples saw that she was going to see Tongtian, they all panicked immediately!

They looked at each other frantically, exchanged information silently, and stopped Wudang decisively.

"Wudang Senior Sister, you can't tell Master about this!"

"What do you think, this is just our guess, what if there is a reason for fear of keeping grandchildren?"

"If you report it to Master Tongtian now, once the master blames it, then even if the grandson is not a 'Tong Yao', he will become a 'Tong Yao'!"

Wucao thought for a moment, it was true, and then canceled the plan.

"Then what do you say about this?" She asked again.

One of the disciples stood up and offered advice and said, "Senior sister Wudang, the younger brother believes that since it is a matter between disciples, it is up to the disciples to handle it."

"We have called Senior Brother Duobao before, and now we are calling you too."

"Senior Brother Duobao even told us to let you go there to deal with it together!"

"Yes, yes! Brother Duobao is already waiting for you there!"

Those few disciples became more and more certain, as if Duobao was already in place, and it was almost worthless.

Wudang nodded, not doubting him, and directly agreed to this method.

Afterwards, she followed these Jiejiao disciples to the place where Fear Liusun was.

just.

After they all left.

Inside the Biyou Palace.

The Tongtian sage lying on the cloud bed and playing with the Qingping sword in his hand suddenly opened his eyes.

His face became cold and serious, and he snorted displeasedly.

"Ah!"

"How dare you do something under my nose?"

"It's really courageous!"

Immediately afterwards, the Tongtian sage did not leave, but directly sent a sense of sacred consciousness in the direction of Shouyang Mountain.

In a short time of time.

A small palace next to the Bajing Palace.

Xuan Zhou walked out of the door suspiciously, scratching his head.

"Uncle Tongtian asked me to follow Junior Sister Wudang?"

"I also said that a few Jiejiao disciples who were blinded by their minds deceived her and wanted to take her out of Jinao Island. I don't know what to do?"

Xuan Zhou was dumbfounded.

If this is the case, why didn't Master Tongtian do it himself?

My song Yangshan is more than a hundred and eight thousand miles across the East China Sea, why should I let him come?

"Uncle Tongtian, you are really tired... Alas!"

Before Xuan Zhou could finish speaking, he felt his forehead being flicked by something.

Looking up, one can clearly feel a holy and vast aura that has not yet dissipated.

OK.

In the prehistoric world, no matter day or night, don't complain about saints at will!

"It's just...have you been blinded?"

"Where have you seen such a method?"

As Xuan Zhou hurried on his way, he quickly analyzed the ins and outs of the whole thing in his mind.

Combined with the prehistoric background of this period, and then think about what Uncle Tongtian told him.

Basically, it's almost there.

After half a day.

Xuan Zhou had already concealed his body in secret, and found the Holy Mother of Wudang and those few disciples of the Jiejiao.

He secretly hung behind them, not letting them find out, watching silently all the way.

Eastern and Western borders.

The Holy Mother of Wudang has been following those Jiejiao disciples to this place.

The doubts in my heart became more and more obvious and clearer.

"Isn't it here yet?"

"It's almost here, Senior Sister!"

Those Jiejiao disciples told her this way: "Our people followed that fearful grandson and found him right ahead!"

"Hurry up and go." The Holy Mother of Wudang urged.

"Okay, Senior Sister!"

Several Jiejiao disciples led the way in front, with their backs to Our Lady of Wudang.

On the front that she couldn't see, those disciples were already smiling very clearly, even with a hint of insidiousness.

Soon.

The crowd finally stopped.

The Virgin of Wudang looked at the western land that was gradually becoming barren and barren, and her expression became slightly angry.

"Afraid of keeping grandchildren?"

"Where did you take me?"

"Don't worry, Senior Sister." A disciple of the Jiejiao said to her with a smile, "Look, isn't the fear of Liusun right there?"

"There? Where?"

Our Lady of Wudang looked in that direction, but saw no one.

however.

Just when she turned around, she found that those few Jiejiao disciples had all "transformed" and became some of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao!

"Fear of keeping grandchildren, Puxian, Cihang, Manjusri?"

"Why did you appear here...wait!"

"You guys are fake!"

The Madonna of Wudang saw it through, and it was clear that they were the Twelve Golden Immortals in disguise, not real people at all!

"Hahahahaha!"

"Senior Sister Wudang, who can tell the difference between true and false?"

In the crowd, "Fear of leaving grandchildren" sneered, and smiled at the innocent innocence with a disdainful face.

Afterwards, he angrily ordered: "Make a good photo! Do it!"

"You dare!"

The Madonna of Wudang is not a weak person, and her cultivation is also in the late stage of Daluo Jinxian.

But as soon as she started, she was surprised to find out!

Although the few people in front of them are not real Twelve Golden Immortals, and their cultivation level is not as high as hers.

But when they teamed up, they were even better than themselves!

With just two or three efforts, the Virgin of Wudang was defeated because of a mistake in one move and was directly captured alive!

At this time, "Manjusri" picked up an object that had been placed on the sidelines earlier, looked at it, and said joyfully.

"It has been completely photographed."

"Ah, very good!"

"Afraid to leave grandson" still giving orders, said: "Bring her back."

"Others, change back to the original, and return to the sect to file a complaint!"

"Just say..."

"The Twelve Golden Immortals of Interpretation and Teaching joined forces to capture the Wudang Virgin Mary of Jiejiao alive, intending to provoke a war between the two religions!"

"Good plan, good plan!"

"Of course." The "fear of keeping grandchildren" heard the praise, and subconsciously picked up the conversation.

But the next moment, he realized instantly!

"Who!"

"Who is there!"

"Afraid to leave grandson" looked around, but couldn't see anyone other than a few of them!

"Don't pretend to be there, come out for me quickly!"

"I'm right here, why, can't you see me?"

Xuan Zhou descended slowly from high altitude.

Before his feet touched the ground, a quasi-holy pressure descended out of nowhere, suppressing all the fakes on the field to the ground!

"how can that be!"

"When did Taoist Xuanzhou reach this level?"

"Oh? It seems that you still know me!" Xuan Zhou was a little surprised, is he so famous?

How is it that everyone knows himself?

"Heh, who doesn't know your name?"

"It's you who spoil our good deeds every time!" The fake was still cursing angrily.

But before he could say a few more words, he died suddenly.

Some blood was spit out from the mouth, and the soul of the whole person completely dissipated and disappeared.

Only the fallen body remained in place!

Xuan Zhou frowned, he wanted to question him, but he died before he could leave.

the other side.