"What should I say? Yue'er's parents were killed by bandits a long time ago. Where can she have a home? Our Qingyun Sect is her home. Who else wants to pretend to be her family? Ask me first stick!"
Zhenzun Luopan raised his hand, and a pure black stick appeared in his palm. There was no pattern at all and it was black and shiny.
Good guy!
The leader called him a good guy, thinking that in order to keep his apprentice, the sixth man even took out the artifact that made him famous.
Zhenzun Luopan many years ago...
At that time, his cultivation was not to become a god, but to become a Mahayana!
If there is anyone in the entire world of immortality who is closest to ascension, it must be Luo Pan!
He has two nicknames in the entire world of immortality. One is the Immortal Lord. The origin of this nickname has nothing to do with the other.
Simply because when he was in the Tribulation Stage, six venerables who were also in the Tribulation Stage and even had a cultivation level one or two higher than him were chasing him for the same treasure, but he escaped unscathed.
Not only did he escape with his whole body, but he also continued to break into high-level secret realms with the help of six great masters in the tribulation stage, breaking through the Mahayana in one fell swoop!
And the artifact that caused him to be hunted down by the six Tribulation Masters was the stick in his hand.
This is also the origin of his other nickname, the One-Stick Master.
Since he became a Mahayana Venerable, in pursuit of ascension and eternal life, he has let himself go even more. He has not only entered various high-level secret realms, but also the back gardens of various sects, alone and with a stick.
With such an arrogant and arrogant attitude, no one dared to stand up and deal with him, because if he hit him with a stick, the person who was destroyed might not know whether it was a person or an object.
There is nothing that cannot be solved with a stick, so he is known as the One-stick Master.
It was not until two hundred years ago that Luo Pan returned to the sect in despair, and his cultivation level dropped from Mahayana to the peak of divine transformation, and he made no progress in two hundred years.
Fortunately, he didn't reveal his family name when he was wandering around, otherwise the Qingyun Sect's door would have been broken through.
After taking the matter in hand, Zhenzun Luopan commanded domineeringly, "Senior brother, open the mountain gate!"
The boss smiled slyly, it's been a long time since I saw Lao Liu in his early years, and there needs to be something good in today's scene!
Once the sect-protecting formation is opened, it is like adding a one-way glass cover. People inside can see outside, but people outside cannot see inside.
Therefore, the senior brothers were very bad, looking at the Chunyu family outside like monkeys inside, scratching their heads and ears.
The sect-protecting formation was withdrawn, and the Chunyu family members were so angry that they were about to rush in.
"Wait a minute! Who are these people? What's going on?"
Zhenzun Luopan stood in mid-air with a black stick in his hand, his aura fully open, completely unlike a strong man who only cultivated the spirit of transformation.
Someone from Chunyu's family came to an emergency stop and almost hit him.
Seeing Zhenzun Luopan, they all murmured in their hearts, is this the person they know? It’s been two hundred years, and I can barely remember it.
But they seem to still have some impressions of his face, especially the stick in his hand. It's so unique that it's impossible to forget, okay?
Thinking about the whole world of cultivating immortals back then, there was no one who had not been educated by this stick?
It is said that even this lunatic's fellow disciples are no exception.
So even if the person cannot be remembered, the stick cannot forget it.
"Your Excellency...but...the Immortal Lord?"
It was such a close call, he didn't dare to say the name Venerable Yigunzun in his mouth, otherwise he would inevitably get a stick.
Zhenzun Luopan shook the stick in his hand, his smile not reaching his eyes, "What? You don't recognize the stick in my hand? Do you want me to help you recall it?"
Although he did not remember these three old men, he would definitely remember one thing. These three old men had definitely been beaten by him back then!
Hearing Zhenzun Luopan's words, the three old men of Chunyu's family stiffened up. They couldn't stand this naughty stick back then, and they are still here now?
Thinking of this, the eldest elder of the Chunyu family, as the representative, swallowed hard, cupped his hands and said, "I didn't know that the Immortal Lord was here, so I offended you so much, please forgive me for it."
"Hai Han? No, my self-restraint is only as big as the eye of a needle, it cannot reach the sea."
None of the elders at the head of the Qingyun Sect could hold it back any longer, and bursts of laughter burst out from all of them. Several elders almost choked on the melon seeds given to them by the head.
Facts have proved that you can’t watch the fun without melon seeds, otherwise it would be boring. Especially when you are silent, the sound of eating melon seeds can relieve the embarrassment.
The three old men of Chunyu's family blushed when they were laughed at. If it were anyone else, they would have started a quarrel long ago, and might even use force directly.
But this is the Yi-stick Master!
Even though he has disappeared for so many years, he still retains his power!
How dare they make a mistake?
So the eldest elder of the Chunyu family was pushed out again.
He bowed to Zhenzun Luopan and said, "Your Majesty, I made a mistake by rushing to the door to disturb you without warning. I brought my two junior brothers to the door in a hurry today just because I learned that I am a descendant of the Chunyu family. She lived in the countryside and was later accepted as a disciple by the Qingyun Sect, so I couldn't wait to welcome her back and hope that the Lord would atone for her sins."
"Since you know you made a mistake, you must have not forgotten my rules, right? Then punish yourself with three punches first."
The familiar tone came out of Zhenzun Luopan's mouth, and the three elders of the Chunyu family blushed to the point of bleeding.
Why! Two hundred years have passed, why do they still have to suffer such shame and humiliation?
The rule of Master Yigun is to first force the person to admit their mistake, and then force the person to punish himself with three punches. These three punches must be dealt by himself, and he cannot stop until there is blood.
Even though they were humiliated in this way, the three of them still did not dare to say a word. They were already afraid of being beaten. If the end of resistance was to be beaten, then it would be better to be obedient, remember the lesson, and avoid death next time.
Their faces turned red and they saluted respectfully. Then they clenched their fists and punched their chests three times. After three punches, all three of them spit out a mouthful of blood.
As for whether it was caused by fighting or anger, Zhenzhen Luopan didn't care, he wanted to see blood anyway.
After punishing himself, the great elder continued to speak, "Your Majesty, can you allow me to see the younger members of your family now?"
I originally thought that it would be easy to bring a junior home. Qingyun Sect is not a particularly big sect, and it has even been vaguely removed from the five major sects.
Who knew they were hiding such a big killer weapon? If they had known this, how could they dare to trick other sects into isolating Qingyun Sect?
Zhenzun Luopan was not happy that someone wanted to take away his disciple. Now these people are mentioning it again and again. Can't you see what his attitude is?
In fact, what Zhenzun Luopan didn't know was that it was not that these elders of the Chunyu family were determined to offend him. No one wanted to offend him.
It's just that Chunyu Yaoxing is gone. He is a young genius with dual spiritual roots. He has good talent and high understanding, and his family focuses on cultivating him.
Nowadays, a little experience can kill people. How can they swallow this breath?
After checking the retrospective mirror, they suddenly stopped worrying about Chunyu Yaoxing's death. If Chunyu Yaoxing's death was to exchange for a Ling Guyue who had expectations, longings for the family and better qualifications, what would happen to Chunyu's family? That's not a loss.
Zhenzun Luopan sneered, "The Qingyun Sect only has disciples of the Qingyun Sect, and there are no juniors from the Chunyu family. Get out of here!"
