Thousands of Hearts

"Convicted? What is the crime of this Daozi? If you want to add a crime, there is no excuse." Chong Hengzi looked calm.

He looked around, and the people in the hall who had always supported him in the past were not there for the time being.

Obviously, he was temporarily transferred out and was not present.

So this is specially designed for him.

"The suzerain said that I am guilty of Chongheng, so it is better to show the evidence and see it. It is also for everyone to see how big the thing that can bring down my majestic third son is."

Chong Heng looked calm, as if he didn't pay attention to the situation in front of him at all.

His strength has already reached the level of the deputy suzerain. Even if he is in the hinterland of the sect now, it is not easy to take him down hastily.

Among the real immortals, with his current strength, only the suzerain present can stabilize him.

But even if it is the suzerain, there are not many parts that can surpass him.

In fact, the real strongest in a sect is not the suzerain, but the grand master.

The suzerain is often a great monk who has no hope of improving his cultivation and can only settle down and focus on trivial matters.

This is the case with Huang Songzi, the current suzerain of Daode Xianzong.

There are a total of three Zongmen Taishang, who respectively suppressed the main headquarters of the sect, the demon cave outside the sky, and the labyrinth of the realm.

These three are the strongest among the true immortals.

But Taishang often doesn't take care of things. They will only be willing to come forward once or twice when encountering a particularly important event.

On weekdays, these three are all studying the Dao, practicing hard and grinding their realm.

"Chongheng, if your teacher knows what you are doing now, he will be extremely disappointed. Do you understand why Benzong called you here today?"

Suzerain Huang Songzi said in a low voice. His demeanor was hidden under a pure white halo, and he couldn't look directly at it.

"For the matter of the Dragon Clan, why doesn't the Dragon King Cangxuan go to other regions, instead of going to my oven palace area?

If they are not satisfied with this matter, they can send someone to ask me. "

"As for secretly colluding with the demons of the outer domain? Do I have a secret?" Chong Heng hooked his mouth, "Zongmen's laws and regulations, as long as there is no harm to the interests of the sect, and no harm to morality, you can say whatever you want."

"Finally, frame the same sect?" Chong Heng's voice was like thunder, "Who am I going to kill, need to frame!?"

All the elders in charge in the main hall were flickering, Chong Heng was too strong, showing his sharpness, a bit too much.

At this time, confronting the suzerain Huang Songzi face to face is no longer a problem between Rong Haozi and Chong Hengzi.

Instead, he turned to yellow pine nuts for the sake of face, and he had to beat Chong Heng.

In this way, Rong Haozi's goal was also achieved.

Even if he had already arrived at Chongheng, even if he knew his plan, he would not bow his head.

As long as the questioning begins, everything is doomed.

Someone looked at Rong Haozi who was standing by the suzerain's side. Sure enough, he didn't even bother to hide the mocking smile on the corner of his mouth at all.

Chong Heng also saw this smile.

He frowned.

"Rong Haozi."

"?" Rong Haozi was taken aback for a moment, not knowing what Chong Heng was calling him at this time.

Swish!

In an instant, Chong Heng pointed with a sword, and pointed far away.

boom! !

The terrifying torrent of white sword energy appeared directly where Rong Haozi was, like a space jump.

The sword energy shone with white light, perfectly enveloping Rong Haozi from all directions.

Can't dodge, can't escape.

Time froze at this moment.

Under the pressure of pure cultivation, Rong Haozi couldn't move at all.

He could only keep his eyes wide open, and try his best to stimulate the natal magic weapon on his body.

But it's still too late.

Or his talisman was too weak.

Compared with many years ago, the gap between him and Chong Hengzi now has not narrowed, but has increased.

In just a split second, the outcome has been decided.

Rong Haozi bowed his body and spit out white gold blood on the spot. A large piece of majestic true energy exploded around him.

"Chongheng! How dare you!!"

At this time, the suzerain Huang Songzi seemed to have realized it, and stretched out his hand. A flash of red and yellow sword light suddenly cut off the confrontation between Chong Heng and Rong Haozi.

call! call! call! call....

Rong Haozi lowered his head and panted heavily. He was covered in sweat, and his Taoist robe was torn everywhere. The aura in his eyes was seriously consumed.

The body also suffered serious injuries.

On the other hand, Chong Hengzi looked dull. It's as if he never made a move.

"I just see that Junior Brother Rong Haozi is a little weak, so I can help him relax and revitalize his blood."

Huang Songzi snorted coldly.

He didn't pursue it.

He was forced by Rong Haozi to plot against Shang Chongheng, so naturally he had long been dissatisfied with Rong Haozi.

Otherwise, the moment Chong Heng made his move, he could have blocked it immediately.

But he deliberately waited for Rong Haozi to suffer a loss before making a move, and the meaning was obvious.

And within the sect, morality comes first.

The morality of Daode Xianzong has always been that whoever has the biggest fist will follow the truth.

Morality and morality, Tao comes first.

And what is the Tao, to divide the road in the early opening of the chaos, and go straight to the source, is the Tao.

So if you want to cultivate the Tao, you must first be strong.

Violence is the premise of morality.

But now, although Chong Heng has a lot of crimes piled up on him.

But he is strong enough, so even if he has a problem, no one can accuse him if Huang Songzi doesn't want to tear his face completely.

"So, can I go now?" Chong Heng looked at the Suzerain Huang Songzi.

"But..." Huang Song didn't say anything, when suddenly a gust of wind blew past.

Above the main hall suddenly appeared an old man with long beard holding a whisk.

The old man's beard was white, almost reaching his abdomen. The face is full of red light, and the skin is as delicate as a baby.

What is more conspicuous is that the halo behind him is not white, but a round wheel.

A circle of golden round wheels.

"Hong Yu Taishang!!" Huang Songzi was startled, got up and got down from his seat, and bowed deeply to the old man.

Not only him, but everyone else, including all the monks and elders present, bowed to the old man.

"I've seen Hongyu Taishang!"

Everyone's voices were loud and tidy, and part of the huge primordial power was also divided, showing respect to the old man.

Hong Yuzi, one of the three grand masters of the Taoist Immortal Sect, is also an existence that truly claims to be able to control the earth, water, wind and fire, and is above the real immortals.

According to legend, among the three grand masters, the one who guards the sect of the sect is this Hongyuzi.

Taishang usually never pays attention to trivial matters, and only appears when the sect is in serious trouble.

"The fate of the stars has changed, and those who go to the door can evacuate."

Hong Yuzi's eyes were completely disordered and uncertain.

Vast as the universe.

Just after saying a word, his figure suddenly dissipated, turning into white light and disintegrating into nothingness.

And the layout of hedging Hengzi created by Rong Haozi just now was interrupted and terminated.

There was blood on the corner of Rong Haozi's mouth, and a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes.

It has come to this point, and it is interrupted by such an accident.

Several layouts, several accidents.

At this time, Taishang Hongyuzi came forward, and everything on the scene had to be moved to the background.

Chong Heng's interrogation is no exception.

The arrangement plan collapsed in an instant, one can imagine Rong Haozi's resentment.

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The Taoist Immortal Sect's cross-boundary formation.

In the vast clouds, a eight-diagram disc formation slowly lit up golden lights.

Numerous complex runes and phantoms of divine beasts flashed quickly in the formation.

The monk Ma Youwei who guarded the formation yawned.

He waved his hand to ask several formation masters under him to replenish the spirit stones so as not to interrupt the transmission.

"Who's coming this time? Seeing that the light is golden, it's probably someone from the newly opened Stars." Ma Youwei lazily watched the golden light formation work.

"Senior brother Ma also has research on this light color?" A young junior sister who had just come to the garrison at the side asked coquettishly.

"Well, although it doesn't make much sense, but I have seen it a lot, and I understand it naturally."

Ma Youwei is still somewhat enthusiastic towards junior junior sisters, especially the beautiful edible junior junior sisters.

"Can I listen to senior brother's clarification?" the little junior sister asked.

"It's actually very simple, the darker the light color, the farther the teleportation distance is.

But now, only the newly opened Outland of Stars can reach the level of gold.

That place is really a place of geomantic omen, the world is vast and boundless, if I were a few hundred years younger, I would also like to go there for a while.

It's a pity, now that I'm old and my life is approaching, I just want to be safe. "

"Senior brother, why is he so full of twilight, with his cultivation of becoming a god, he still has some courage. There should be other reasons?" The younger sister didn't believe it.

"Of course there is..." Ma Youwei shook his head and refused to say any more. When he saw that his younger junior sister heard the number of lives, the look in his eyes immediately faded.

Immediately, he knew that the other party had changed from being edible to just viewing.

After all, when looking for a Taoist companion, no one likes to find someone who is about to die of old age.

Unlimited potential is the key.

But he didn't care anymore. These days, it is not a good job to guard the teleportation array.

I have long been used to it.

hum...

At this time, the golden light in the cross-border formation gradually calmed down.

Rays of light flew up from it, flying towards the direction of the sect's fairy mountain. These are monks teleported back from the direction of the stars.

Of course, apart from the impatient Feidun monks, there are also some outsiders who came to this sect for the first time, looking around curiously.

Some of these outsiders came to visit from other sects.

There are also disciples accepted by the monks who went to the stars.

Among these people, one of them was Wang Yiyang who had just been teleported from the stars.

He didn't bring any subordinates, but was alone, teleporting alone.

At this time, he also changed into a special monk's robe for the Taoist Immortal Sect.

Dressed in white, cold and independent, although smiling, it always gives people a sense of distance that rejects people thousands of miles away.

A delicate face with almost no trace of flaws can be seen, and it is impossible to distinguish between men and women. Frequently attracted the attention of the surrounding monks.

Before coming here, Wang Yiyang transformed all the magic energy in his body into the real energy of the Taoist Immortal Sect in advance.

At this time, he carried the magic armor aura gifted by his elder brother again, and in a blink of an eye, he quickly changed from a prince of the devil to a true cultivator of morality.

After the conversion, his cultivation base is already at the standard late stage of transforming gods.

"This is the first time I've come here alone, so it's new." Wang Yiyang looked around and quickly saw Ma Youwei, the leader of the formation guarding the formation.

With his toes pointing, his figure fluttered towards this side and landed in front of Ma Youwei.

"Dare to ask this senior brother, how to get to the fairy mountain in the headquarters?"

Ma Youwei blinked, and looked at the little junior sister who was obviously a few grades worse in appearance and temperament.

Show the softest smile decisively.

"This senior sister..."

"Brother." Wang Yiyang corrected.

"Eh..." Ma Youwei always felt a little unreal when he saw the other party's Adam's apple. But he quickly adjusted back. It's not that the sect doesn't have such perfect real cultivators who look like men and women.

At the highest state of yin and yang unity, gender can already be ignored, and whether you are male or female, old or young, it all depends on your mood.

But that's the highest level...the one in front of you...obviously has no traces of modulation and transformation, and it's so natural that it can grow like this. It's really...beautiful...