Kunlun Mountain, Yuxu Palace, this is the Taoist temple of Yuanshi.
After the sermon was preached a hundred years ago, some people began to rush to Kunlun Mountain.
At this time, the entire Kunlun Mountains were already crowded with people inside and outside, and there were people everywhere at a glance.
It's just that although there are many people, no one dares to cause trouble, and everyone behaves well.
At Wang Ping's request, the little fox transformed into its original shape and squatted on Wang Ping's shoulder.
When he came and saw the situation here in Kunlun Mountain, Wang Ping sighed.
All sentient beings come to heaven not just for a higher realm, but how do they know that if they practice too much, they will become targets.
Along the way, Wang Ping flew straight to Yuxu Palace in a swagger.
This move undoubtedly caused dissatisfaction among many people, because the Yuxu Palace was already crowded at this moment.
Going now would be equivalent to jumping in line.
Everyone came early to get a good seat, so naturally no one wanted to let anyone squeeze in front.
But soon, people who had gone to Bajing Palace to listen to the sermon recognized Wang Ping and revealed his identity.
In an instant, the yelling and cursing became much quieter, and many people shut up obediently.
Because after the last incident, a piece of news came out that the Supreme Saint was very impressed by the Sky-Exploding Demon General.
Such a guy who has been favored by the saint is also a demon general of the demon court, so naturally no one dares to talk nonsense.
Wang Ping flew all the way to the gate of Yuxu Palace, and someone quickly made way for him.
When we got inside, it was already full.
Of course, this was not a problem for Wang Ping. He glanced around and saw a familiar person. Wang Ping walked over with a smile.
This person Wang Ping was familiar with was none other than Taiyi Zhenren, whom he had an argument with in the Bajing Palace.
"We meet again. You were running fast before."
Arriving next to Master Taiyi, Wang Ping showed a hint of evil in his eyes.
After being stunned for a moment, Master Taiyi's expression suddenly changed.
"You, what do you want to do? This is a saint's dojo."
Staring at Wang Ping in horror, Master Taiyi said with a trembling tone.
This powerful being was bold enough to make the saint angry, but nothing happened to him. Master Taiyi knew that he couldn't afford to offend him.
"Taiyi, do you need to be so afraid of him? This is the dojo of the Yuanshi Saint, and he can't do anything to you."
A voice suddenly came from the side. Wang Ping glanced at it and frowned.
The opponent is an old man with a long face, with the strength of Da Luo in his early stage.
And Wang Ping's current disguised strength is that of late Da Luo, which is higher than his opponent.
He clearly knows the difference in strength and still says this, which is obviously provocative!
"Who are you?"
Looking at the old man, Wang Ping asked.
This old man's strength is not weak among the people present. He is probably one of the Twelve Golden Immortals whom Yuan Shi wants to recruit.
"It's okay to tell you, I am Master Yuding, you dare to take action against me?"
The old man said, looking at Wang Ping with a sneer.
After being stunned for a moment, Wang Ping curled his lips: "This is the first time I've ever seen someone stretch his face out for a beating. Bah, it doesn't matter who you are. Do you deserve to be beaten by me?"
When it comes to bickering, Wang Ping has never lost, and he loses if he doesn't get angry.
Although the guy in front of him was Yang Jian's master later, Wang Ping still had a good impression of him.
But now that he has come out looking down on him, he is naturally rude.
"you……"
The expression on Master Yuding's face suddenly froze, and he was shaking with anger.
Although Wang Ping didn't hit him, these words were equivalent to pushing his face to the ground and stomping on him with the sole of his shoe.
He's not worthy of being beaten. He, Master Yuding, is also a strong man in Da Luo. Do you look down on him like this?
"Okay, okay, Yuding, don't argue with him. We in this room together can't fight him."
Master Taiyi hurriedly grabbed Master Yuding. He had experienced this in the Bajing Palace before.
Wang Ping said cheerfully: "I guess you still have some self-awareness, otherwise I won't be able to scold you two to death."
Ignoring Master Taiyi and the angry-looking Master Yuding, Wang Ping walked over to Little Fatty Duobao.
Everyone reluctantly squeezed and made room for him.
Wang Ping, who had nothing to do, chatted with everyone and quickly learned their names.
Most of these people are those who will teach and intercept in the future, and some are casual practitioners.
"This guy Yuanshi seems to have a prejudice against the demon clan."
After chatting for a while, Wang Ping Yuan Shen flashed slightly.
Among the Twelve Golden Immortals, there is only one Zhenren Huanglong, and Zhenren Huanglong is actually considered a dragon.
The others are all kinds of primitive creatures, not demons.
It's just that Wang Ping doesn't quite understand the difference between the demon clan and other creatures in the prehistoric times.
Taiyi Zhenren and others all appeared before the birth of the human race, so they must not be the human race.
If it's not a human race, what kind of race is it?
His eyes flickered slightly, and Wang Ping used his fiery golden eyes that he had not used for a long time.
It was not used before, mainly because Wang Ping found it unnecessary.
Wang Ping doesn't care whether he likes or dislikes.
With Wang Ping's strength, there is no need to figure out strength or anything like that.
There is no need to figure out what the identity and name are. If you don't offend him, everything will be fine. If you offend him, you'll beat him up. It's that simple.
At this moment, in order to find out Yuan Shi's weakness, Wang Ping suddenly remembered this magical power.
"Zhenren Taiyi, his favorability rating is zero, his dislike rating is eighty-five, Da Luo's early stage strength."
A line of small characters appeared, and Wang Ping took in the information about Master Taiyi in his eyes.
What Wang Ping didn't expect was that Master Taiyi's dislike for him actually reached eighty-five.
In addition to these, the true form of Taiyi Zhenren also appeared in Wang Ping's eyes.
Taiyi Zhenren's true body is not a monster or a human being, but a ray of energy.
After seeing the situation clearly, Wang Ping was thoughtful.
Is it possible to distinguish whether the other party is a demon clan or not by looking at whether the other party's body is a tangible thing?
Thinking of this, Wang Ping curiously scanned the other people among the Twelve Golden Immortals, and sure enough he found that they were all kinds of erratic things.
And these things feel very clean.
Then, Wang Ping turned to Little Fatty Duobao.
This little fat guy Duobao must be very talented if he can become Tongtian's chief disciple.
However, since Duobao came to Yuxu Palace to listen to the sermon, why didn't Yuanshi accept him?
"Taoist Duobao has fifty points of favorability and no degree of dislike. He is a mid-level Daluo."
Small characters appeared in front of my eyes, and Duobao's true body also appeared.
After seeing Duobao's true form clearly, Wang Ping looked confused. What kind of ghost?
Because he discovered that Duobao's body was actually an egg.
After looking at it for a while, Wang Ping shook his head and turned to the side of Madonna Wudang.
Wang Ping's move was naturally to verify a guess in his mind. He had vaguely grasped something.
Although the body of Wudang Holy Mother is Qi, it is a mass of dark Qi, completely different from the Twelve Golden Immortals.
Then Wang Ping looked at the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, a spiritual creature from heaven and earth glowing with golden light but full of blood streaks.
"Sure enough, the identities of the people who were not accepted by Yuanshi are all different from those who were accepted. It can be roughly determined."
Wang Ping thought to himself without continuing to look, his eyes flickering.
