Shan Chang, Lu Zijin, You Mengchang and others looked at Tu Kun, who was so excited that he couldn't help himself, in surprise. They didn't expect that the plain-looking Tu Kun still had connections in the upper world.
Zhang Wenfeng remembered something and asked, "Is it the fellow Taoist Tu Qian who followed Mr. Mo before?" When the unruly Tu Qian Dharma Master saw Mo Ye for the first time, he fell to the ground in sincerity. Mo Ye mentioned Tu Qi Dharma Protector. His ancestor's name was "Tuqian".
Tu Kun suppressed the excitement in his heart: "Yes, it's him, there can be no mistake. It was the hairpin ancestor who sent the ancestor to greet us, otherwise the ancestor would not know the name of the temple master. Temple master, let's go there."
Everyone suddenly understood, and everyone had a smile on their face. It was such a huge supporter.
Zhang Wenfeng turned around and told everyone not to lose him. He waved his hand and said with a smile, "Let's go see Mr. Mo!"
Mo Ye specially sent Tukun's ancestor to wait, so he was not in a hurry to distinguish the authenticity of the "Lingbao Temple" shouted outside. There were people in the upper world who were easy to do, let alone such a quasi-immortal who could stand up to the sky.
Shan, Tao Niangzi and Mang Gong looked at each other and smiled from behind.
There are some things they already know in advance and must be kept secret and cannot be told in advance. There are more than seventy or eighty ascended monks and demon cultivators, a huge group. The ones with high cultivation levels are already at the sixth level of perfection and late stage. Among them are Taoist cultivators, Confucian cultivators, gods, spirits, dragon turtles, fox demons, etc., from The crowd passed through the gap, immediately attracting the attention of the monks who were soliciting from all over, and they shouted more and more enthusiastically.
The two patrol supervisors suspended in the middle of the platform were paying attention to the movements of the Xianlingguan monks. When they saw them walking towards the old man jumping to the west, yelling and waving his arms, they completely lost their thoughts.
He was a disciple trained by that mysterious power with a bad temper.
More than two hundred years ago, not long after that powerful man ascended to the upper world, he single-handedly penetrated the mountain-protecting formation of Youxian Palace, one of the twelve major sects in Liupo Mountain, and punished the three eight disciples of Youxian Palace. The ancestor of Jie blamed him for not being strict with his subordinates.
A great battle left the three ancestors of Youxian Palace and more than a dozen seventh-level masters in tears. They had no choice but to apologize and hand over Qin Qiu, the seventh-level monk who caused the trouble. Only then did they calm down a ninth-level earthly immortal. of anger.
It also made the Nine Realms of the Upper Realm re-understand the terror of quasi-immortals.
Zhang Wenfeng stepped forward and looked at the folds on his face as he smiled. He was indeed a three-dimensional statue of the Earth Protector. He also had two mustaches and a sallow complexion. He cupped his hands and said, "Zhang Wenfeng, the fairy from the lower world, pays homage to the Earth Protector." Senior Kaori."
"Don't dare to take it, hehe, don't take it."
The yellow-faced old man shook his hands wildly and grinned happily. He turned around and kicked a man who was sitting cross-legged and sleeping in the air with his back to everyone a few feet away. He scolded: "Sleepy Crow, you bastard!" Mom, stop wandering, I've already received someone."
The tall and thin man was wearing a deep black robe that seemed to have light flowing through it. He was not angry even after being kicked. He landed lightly next to the yellow-faced old man. He glanced at the fallen old man behind him and nodded to each other. The old man with face at the same time bowed his hands and bowed to Zhang Wenfeng: "Tuqian and Bone Crow respectfully welcome the master of Hanling Palace as he ascends to the upper realm!"
As soon as these words came out, many other monks from the sect who had already noticed the movement were dumbfounded in surprise.
"I can't do that...!"
Zhang Wenfeng was stunned when he stretched out his hand, and then he realized that the "Hanling Palace" was created by Mo Ye, taking one or two words each from the Cold Palace in the underworld and the Immortal Spirit Temple in the lower realm. Mo Ye was so thoughtful. He only stayed in the upper world for three hundred years, but he still had to put in the effort to help him build a new sect.
"You two seniors are very polite, please get up quickly."
Zhang Wenfeng stretched out his hand to help up the two seniors with unfathomable cultivation. These were the escort experts assigned to him by Mo Ye, and they were very considerate.
Yueshan, Tao Niangzi, and Mangong three demons saluted at the same time: "Greetings to the sect master!"
"You knew this a long time ago, well, you didn't tell me earlier."
Zhang Wenfeng had already seen that Old Man Tuanshan and the Bone Crow were old acquaintances. He complained, stretched out his hand to help the three of them, and said with a smile: "We are all our own people, no need to be polite."
Lady Tao explained in a low voice: "My lord, I won't let you tell me. I forgive you, Master."
You Laotou, Lu Zijin, Rong Shuzhi, Xin Yue and others already understood what was going on. They were overjoyed and bowed one by one to join in the fun.
Nao shouted "Meet the sect master", Xiao Ni'er's ghostly elf called "sect master master", stretched out his little hand and rubbed it to ask for a reward, but was given a slap in the head by the watcher. The old man Shan talked with the tall and thin Bone Crow and reminisced about the past. When the Bone Crow first left the secret realm, Shan had just entered the secret realm not long ago.
The Earth Protector lay on the ground and kowtowed to the yellow-faced old man, saying, "Sun Tukun pays homage to the ancestor." The yellow-faced old man laughed happily and showed off to Bone Crow that his grandson was promising.
There was a lot of commotion, and the yellow-faced old man sighed: "The sect master is worthy of being the sect master. He has already recruited a large number of subordinates. He is not even a little bit better than the two old guys like us..." "You are lazy and you have the nerve to say so." , it took more than two hundred years to find a few kittens and puppies, and there was not even a sweeper on the mountain top of the sect."
Bone Crow said angrily.
"Hey, you are so diligent. You can't sleep all day long. You don't care about Pepsi. It's your fault that you can't recruit your subordinates."
The yellow-faced old man was very fierce and sprayed Bone Crow with saliva all over his face.
Zhang Wenfeng hurriedly changed the subject. He was good at deflecting conflicts among other things: "It's getting late. Let's go to the sect and don't keep Mr. Mo waiting."
"Yes, yes, the ancestor is still waiting at the sect. Let's go back quickly. I am confused by the sleepy crow."
The yellow-faced old man slapped his forehead and his attitude towards the sect leader was surprisingly good.
Bone Crow stretched out his hand to invite him. The sect suddenly had so many good hands. He could sleep easily, no, he could practice cultivation easily. He didn't have to be woken up and disturbed by the yellow-faced old man all the time for trivial matters. It was too annoying.
Tu Kun suddenly turned around and looked at a white-robed Taoist priest who was waving at him and smiling brightly from several miles away. He hurriedly sent a message to the temple owner.
Zhang Wenfeng followed Tu Kun's direction and saw the handsome man with a graceful manner.
"Everyone, please wait here while we go to visit an acquaintance."
Guanzhu Zhang called Shan Zhang, Yue Anyan, and Zhao Zhu'er, and the five of them walked to the left together. Bone Crow followed silently.
"Boss Wood."
"Little brother."
Tu Kun held his hands in front of others and was polite.
The white-robed Taoist smiled happily and cupped his hands in reply. Then the two of them shot at the same time. "Bang, bang," the two heads hit each other's chest hard at the same time. Neither of them could dodge, and each of them staggered and took two steps back.
"You stupid boss in Donkey Day, I've caught you. Don't hide. Let me punch you a few times to vent your anger."
Tu Kun grinned, rubbed his chest and cursed.
The white-robed Taoist priest chuckled and said, "You are the one who talks about repaying kindness with enmity. If you dare to hit your boss now that you are good enough, I will deal with you later. Why don't you introduce this Taoist friend who is extraordinary in martial arts?" "Xianlingguan Eleven" The leader of the Dai Temple heard the news and paid a visit to the first generation temple leader, Taoist Master Xuanmu!"
Zhang Wenfeng bowed his hands and saluted. Since he accepted Mo Ye's arrangement, as the head of the Hanling Palace sect, he could no longer call the other party's master in public, otherwise the Bone Crow who followed would be embarrassed.
"Zhang Wenxing, Yue Anyan, and Zhao Yinzhu, the eleventh generation disciples of Xianling Temple, pay homage to the first-generation temple master, Taoist Master Xuanmu."
The three mountain chiefs cupped their hands and bowed down.
"You are so polite, Fellow Daoist Zhang, please get up quickly, four of you."
Taoist priest Xuanmu didn't dare to support him, so he returned the favor and supported him. He was filled with emotions. Back then, he built a small Taoist temple casually to cleanse Tu Kun of his bad karma, but he didn't expect it to develop to the scale it is today. What's more, I didn't expect that this eleventh-generation Guanzhang would ascend to the upper realm after hearing the news and become the sect master of Hanling Palace.
There is nothing more magical than an encounter in life.
