All high-level officials from the underworld accompanied him.

The old man walking at the forefront was holding a big green donkey.

Half a step behind is the Lord of the Underworld, Lord Si Ming, Wu Rong.

Neither of them spoke first.

As he walked past the Senluo Hall, the old man still didn't stop. He didn't let go of the reins until he reached the Yuming Hall.

He said calmly: "I thought it was an exaggeration of the intelligence. However, both the intelligence and the sect underestimated you. Underworld is not a small force."

"This is no small conflict."

Meng Juzi's expression remained normal, but anyone could hear the solemnity in his words.

Yu Shen, who was not far away, suddenly frowned. They should have discovered Wanfa Sect's envoy earlier instead of letting the other party observe in the city.

With this understanding, anyone who is not a dull monk can keenly detect the potential of the underworld if he can see through the cracks.

Thinking of this, he looked sideways at Ruzang.

Elder Qiu was not here, so he returned to the sect.

Taijing didn't have much emotion, this was something that had been decided a long time ago.

The other great sages seemed embarrassed.

The old man in front of me is unfathomable.

Judging from the palace master's attitude, the other party's cultivation level is probably much higher than theirs.

"Senior, you are ridiculous. Compared to the whole world, the underworld is insignificant." Wu Rong slightly cupped his hands and looked calm.

Qinglu laughed out loud and looked up and down at the speaking Luo Du Daojun. He was young, calm, and quite like a major cultivator.

However, he didn't think this person could make any decision. He had to ask that person for everything: "Children don't tell the truth, so call your adults."

"Senior, please be patient. This is my master's residence."

There is a bright fire in the hall.

Bah!

The iron boots fell to the ground.

Crisp and loud.

The monk who came was standing on the steps of the main hall.

The crown of reincarnation tied up the wild red hair.

The top corner points to the blue sky.

The green and white ghost face is like the ice peaks of distant mountains.

The immortal eyes turned slightly, and a faint karma fire evil spirit floated in the corners of the eyes.

The wide robe of hell's disguise is worn on the body, making the hair stand out.

With just one glance, the green donkey looks like it is facing a formidable enemy.

Being famous is not as good as meeting, meeting is worse than being famous.

No matter how much you hear about it, it's better to see it once.

The avenue stands across the abyss of heaven.

It's like seeing a great demon.

Qing Lu only felt that the other party was unfathomable and was not comparable to ordinary Taoist masters. He couldn't help but look at the old man beside him.

He was somewhat calm when he saw Meng Juzi's face. The opponent might be powerful, but as an elder of Wanfa Sect, Meng Juzi was only strong and not weak.

Feathered Snake Dunyi grinned and looked at the big green donkey. It was the donkey that was talking just now, asking Wu Rong to call the adults.

Now that the old devil has walked out of the hall, why doesn't the other party feel happy?

He had completely forgotten that he had said the same thing that day when he was at the Divine Tomb, asking the underworld messenger Xiaoxiu to send a message for him to ask Tushanjun to come.

Tushanjun is indeed here.

The red-haired monk on the steps raised his hands.

"Fellow Taoist, please be polite."

"Fellow Taoist!"

Meng Juzi returned the gift.

Tu Shanjun walked down the steps and said with a smile: "I have lived in seclusion all year round. Wu Rong decides on internal and external affairs by himself. I don't interfere in anything. Very few people come to the door of this palace."

"Since fellow Taoist disciples are here, why not go for a walk together? The weather is not bad today."

"Okay." The old man nodded slightly.

call out.

The two disappeared suddenly.

"Hey, where are you from?" Quetzalcoatl asked the Green Donkey loudly, rolling his eyes.

The green donkey was clearly an enlightened king. His Taoist breath was lingering, and his breath came out like chaotic smoke. His appearance gradually changed, and he turned into a huge unicorn beast. He opened his blood basin and said: "I sent you a letter earlier.

, do not change your name when you are walking, do not change your surname when you are sitting, Wanfa Sect, Qilin Taoist Lord."

"Who are you?"

Green Donkey looked at Quetzalcoatl, he didn't know there was such a powerful figure in the underworld.

"Four-Nine." Dunyi took out his former name.

Wu Rong looked at the two Dao Lords who were facing each other tit for tat. He wanted to say something, but he noticed something strange about the alchemy furnace in the palace and said in surprise: "The furnace fire..."

Dunyi said: "Don't worry, the devil is watching."

The weather is really nice.

The sun is warm and the wind is clear.

The sky in Luodu was peaceful.

The long stone street, two people walking side by side.

If Meng Juzi, who had just arrived, saw the underworld from a microscopic perspective, then next to Tushan Jun, it was completely macroscopic. The layout of Luodu Mountain was completely reflected in his eyes. Just looking at this was a kind of shock that made people dare not

I believe this is an emerging small force.

"The sect has paid attention to you." Meng Juzi withdrew his gaze.

Tu Shanjun's expression did not change much. He believed that it would not be difficult to find out who he was with Wanfa Sect's intelligence network.

Meng Juzi continued: "If it weren't for the fact that the sect's intelligence had never been wrong, I really wouldn't have believed that a famous Taoist Lord of Three Flowers had risen in the past thousand years. Your cultivation and progress in Taoism are amazing. The battle between the Taoists,

You won’t give in even an inch, and I won’t just sit back and ignore you just because you have a connection with our sect.”

Tu Shanjun's eyes flashed with memories, and he sighed: "I and Wanfa Sect are indeed quite destined. I think that my friend back then was also a monk of Wanfa Sect."

"He was my guide out of Xiaolingzhou."

"I still remember the question Master Canglan asked me in Daheishan."

"To be honest, I have quite a good impression of Wanfa Sect. Ever since I set foot on the path of immortality, Wanfa Sect is one of the few sects that I have respected. As a whole, you must be the best among all sects.

."

Tu Shanjun's story was quite calm, but very magnanimous.

He no longer blames Wanfa Sect for not rescuing Chi Xuan in Xianghuodongtian in time. That should have been his responsibility.

Only when the person concerned is incompetent will he blame others.

Tu Shanjun has obviously passed that period. Even if his abilities are insufficient, he thinks more about how to solve problems.

Meng Juzi heard the firmness in Tu Shanjun's words.

Which of the monks who can gather three flowers at the top is not a person with a tenacious heart, how could he change his strategy just because of a few words.

Meng Juzi said in a deep voice: "You should know the responsibilities we shoulder."

"Xianfan is a red line."

"My coming means that the sect is still planning to have a good discussion."

"Taiyi Shengxian Sect has declined after all."

"The ancestor of your family's position is unstable because of what happened back then."

"If it is my ancestor, the ancient emperor of the Wanfa Sect, who comes here, carrying imperial weapons, and your ancestor drags himself to fight with countless ancestral soldiers, what are the chances of winning?"

"The last of my heritage was ruined in vain."

Tushanjun was silent.

He will also feel helpless when facing a behemoth like Wanfa Sect.
To be continued...