Although Yuan Bin's words were harsh and harsh, he accidentally revealed some of his thoughts, which made the solemn and solemn goddess holding the bottle in her hand have a bottom. She smiled slightly, and even though she was hidden under the veil, she could also show her unparalleled and beautiful demeanor.

"So that's it. Mr. Yuan, do you think we are just a boastful person and invite you to the sect to harm you. However, do you know that our masters are the most powerful people in the world who have already crossed the boundaries of masters?

Do you know that I am a common sect connecting the north and south, unblocking the east and west, spreading the believers throughout the fourteen states of Da Yong, and our people in Qingzhou, your hometown, and there are also people in your Yuan family home who believe in the common sect?"

The tone of the goddess is sonorous and loud, full of strong self-confidence and pride. The toughness and strength from the bottom of her heart are by no means possible.

Yuan Bin had already been determined to manipulate the ant colony on the roof of the beam to kill the people of the Pudu Cult below. After hearing these words, his heart moved, and his sonorous murderous aura suddenly changed. His surging momentum also fell back for a short time, eased, but his heart was affected and his attitude became hesitant.

Everything is just because of what the other party said. The leader of the Pudu Sect is a strong man who has entered the realm of a master. He is asked to be afraid of the mouse and dare not act rashly.

The powerful masters are definitely more than ten of the world's best in the world in this world, but there will never be many. Each one has the ability to dominate the world and support and firmly sit in one force.

If this master is alone and has no worries, he will be even more terrifying. Even the Beitang royal family dare not easily have any disadvantages to such powerful people. He is afraid of forcing people too much, which will put himself in an embarrassing and dangerous situation.

If a strong master is willing to bend down, condescend to nobles, and perform assassinations, I am afraid that 99% of the nobles in this world will not be able to sleep peacefully.

If this leader of the Pudu Sect was really a master and was willing to take action for him, he would have been able to easily take over the eldest wife of the Yuan family, and the head of the little woman named Cui, and avenge him this deep hatred.

Even Yuan Bin was not optimistic about the future of Puduism, but was shaken by this powerful master.

Those who pretend to be a god and use religion to commit crimes will not end well, but that is based on normal circumstances. If there is a master in charge, at least they can maintain a relatively stable state.

After all, this world is not something that ordinary people can control. The only people who can influence the world's transformation and development are the small group of people standing on the top of martial arts.

"You are the master of the Pudu Sect? But is it true?"

Yuan Bin hesitated for a while, but still did not make up his mind to take action. His upright body had already stood up at some point, and his hands were huddled on both sides of his armpits and asked.

The celestial girl seemed to have mastered the whole situation and seemed more calm and composed. Her slender fingers were pointed at the old monk with light golden skin who had been silent and said confidently,

"This is the suspicion of our sect, Gebu, and is next to the other three sects, second only to the leader of our sect. His martial arts skills are already the limit of his innate power.

If Mr. Yuan doesn’t believe it, you can test it. With your knowledge and cultivation, you should be clear about what kind of powerful man you can surrender to King Gebu.”

As the Goddess finished speaking, the old monk who had been neither salty nor light and had a calm attitude suddenly became activated.

A huge and surging blood, like a furnace of heaven and earth, burst out from his body, and the radiation spread, twisting and deforming the air in the entire hall, and the figures seen by the naked eye stretched and pulled, becoming strange.

The terrifying aura was even more exciting. The ant colony gathered like dark clouds on the roof was scattered, and the connection between Yuanbin and the ant colony was almost interrupted by this captivating momentum.

Mosquitoes are sensitive, have nature, and can detect dangerous auras more than humans, so even without taking action, Yuan Bin still knows that the strength of this old monk is indeed beyond his ability.

What's more, the qi and blood that turned into a burning furnace of heaven and earth also made him breathless, and he could even feel the strength of the other party.

"The innate Great Perfection, or even a half-step master, who practices horizontal practice, is so powerful."

Yuan Bin is not a weak person, and his methods are fierce and powerful, and he is not a good person. However, he has a personality that does not know whether it is an advantage or a disadvantage, which is that he is too deeply thinking and lacks a sense of courage.

Facing the weak and even people of the same level, he dares to fight and kill, brave and fearless. Even a rookie like Niu Dali, who can't do anything about it, and you can see a few things from it.

However, when facing people who are stronger than him and huge forces that he cannot compete with, he will become scrupulous and unstable. It is obvious that he did not dare to fight the eldest wife of the Yuan family.

The old monk in front of him is no longer something he can resist, especially three people who are similar to him. There is also a strong man who is suspected to be a master. Even if he can escape by chance, can he escape the next revenge?

After weighing the pros and cons and thinking about it over and over again, Yuan Bin felt so heavy that he couldn't let go of it.

After a long time, Yuan Bin's lips squirmed and made a sharp whistle, lying on the roof, the ant colony that was like a dark cloud retreated like a tide, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye, as if it had never appeared before.

Yuan Bin's face was gloomy, his temples were pounding faintly, suppressing the anger in his chest, saying,

"Okay, you Pudu teach me that I am not able to afford to offend someone, but I will never be able to join you.

Let me tell you what you are trying to do here.”

The monk with a strong flesh was full of flesh and blood and suppressed Yuanbin with unparalleled strength when he saw the old monk taking off his horse. He smiled and was very proud. The corners of his lips curled up, as if he was disdainful and mocking.

"Okay, my master heard that you, Yuanbin, is good at controlling insects, and can get a kind of jade bee slurry. This slurry has the power of life and death, flesh and bones, but it is treasured by you in this ghost place where birds do not shit. Isn't that a pity?

So I want you to join us and make this jade bee juice specially for us to save all living beings and help the people. This is a great merit. Don’t be ungrateful.”

Yuan Bin was stunned. Jade bee slurry, which was said to be slurry, but it was actually a kind of honey. It was made of the strange insect jade-faced bee he raised. The flesh and bones of life and death are exaggerated words, but it is really possible to cure the wounds, generate vitality, and stimulate potential.

Although he is not good at external interactions, he is very proud of his heart. He glanced at the pure bottle held by the goddess in his hand and suddenly realized what he understood.

"You want to use jade bee juice to attract people's hearts and attract believers?"

Whether a sect can grow and grow is believed by some people. In many cases, in addition to the level of doctrine, it is also closely related to the ability of the sect.

If you can be bewitching people's hearts, you will naturally grow stronger. If you are honest and down-to-earth, you will definitely have little effect.
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