Lu Chun forced me to take out the forbidden steps that my wife gave me, so I naturally didn't want to hand it over.

But Lu Chun ignored my wishes at all. Seeing that I was unmoved, he suddenly reached out and grabbed my chest.

His movements were as fast as lightning. Before I could react, the clothes on my chest were torn through by him. The next moment, the forbidden step made of black jade fell into his hands.

"Who gave you this forbidden step?" Lu Chun asked me with his forbidden step.

I didn't say anything, and looked at him coldly.

"Who is Yuen?" Lu Chun looked at the handwriting on the forbidden step and asked again.

"I know who Yuen is. The Yellow River Queen married this kid that day. I heard this name at the wedding. Yuen is the name of the Yellow River Queen." Someone said.

When I got married to Yuen, thunder flashed across the sky. There must be many people in the Taoist sect observing them in secret. I am not surprised that someone knows Yuen is the Queen of the Yellow River.

"It turned out to be her."

Lu Chun snorted coldly, his five fingers contracted into a fist, and when he stretched out again, the forbidden step that Feng Huan sent me turned into powder in his hand and fell down.

I have never been so humiliated like this before, and blood suddenly surged into my forehead. He first used the power of the soul to force me to kneel down, then directly attacked me, tore my clothes open, snatched away the forbidden step my wife gave me, and then destroyed the forbidden step.

He is the tall and high-ranking Tianshi Mansion, and the one with the highest Taoist practices present. I am just an ordinary person who is not even a spiritual realm.

The humiliation that Lu Chun gave me was beyond my tolerance. I did not hate my weakness because it was the truth. I was just angry and looked at him angrily.

Blood burned through my whole body, my brain was in a blank state, and a scene from a long time ago appeared in my sea of ​​consciousness...

It was a summer night, with dim lights and my father was playing mahjong with someone in the main hall.

"Old Xie's wife's chest." A man threw out a card.

"It's obviously two tubes, how can I say that my wife's breasts are?"

"It's round and bulging, what do you think it looks like?"

"Hahaha. That may not be a breast. I've got his wife's butts are also round and tight."

"Oh, if I had a wife like Lao Xie, I would play mahjong until dawn."

"I'm afraid Lao Xie is not good enough to bear it. The woman's small waist is thin and she has unique skills. She cleansed Lao Xie in a few strokes."

"Hahaha."

Shameless words and despicable smiles, from beginning to end, I didn't hear my father say a word. My father is honest and probably used to being mocked. Poor mountains and rivers are out of troublemakers, and good people are bullied. My father is the only son and has no brothers to take him seriously. No one takes him seriously in the village.

You can't blame him for being unsuccessful. A farmer has no education and always needs to find something to do during the slack farming period.

The summer nights are extremely hot and there are many mosquitoes. I was not sleeping soundly. When I heard them making fun of my mother, I felt anger in my heart, so I got up from the bed and walked out.

My father asked me why I woke up and wanted to coax me to sleep, but I ignored him and just stared at the three people.

At first, the three of them only treated me as a child. They noticed that my eyes were not good, and they cursed and said that this little bastard was hysterical, so what were they looking at, but soon they changed their faces.

"Those who insult my parents, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!"

I said seven words to them in one breath, and my parents never told me about this.

Now, facing Lu Chun’s humiliation, the murderous intent condenses in my heart. Heaven nurtures all things in people, and no one follows heaven, so everyone can kill them.

So what about the realm of the soul? Are you really strong?

Just as I was about to speak out the Seven Killings, Jiang Xueyang's voice suddenly rang in my ears: "Fusheng Wuliang Heavenly Lord."

These words are like a meditation mantra, which awakened me from my crazy murderous intent. At the same time, directly above the hall, the head of Longhu Mountain, who had not moved for thousands of years, also spoke: "Lu Chun, the person who came is a guest, so you must not be rude."

"I don't touch you today because you have a great relationship with the world-wide travelers of my Tianshi Mansion back then, otherwise you wouldn't have lived until now."

After saying this, Lu Chun turned around and walked towards his seat.

"Xie Lan is my apprentice. Do you have nothing to say to me when Lu Xingzhuo?" Jiang Xueyang spoke coldly.

"Oh, what do Jiang Xingzhu want to hear me?"

"If I, the master, humiliated my disciple, would be too disappointed. Don't you want to learn my Fengyu Sword again? I'll give you this opportunity."

Her words were resounding, and she clearly wanted to fight with Lu Chun at this Taoist conference.

Lu Chun turned his head and looked at Jiang Xueyang, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Okay."

The two walked out of the temple one by one and the other, and came to the square outside. Jiang Xueyang was wearing a white Taoist robe today, holding a pure white jade-like zhai dipped sword. Lu Chun was wearing black, and the sword was also black, and the black and white opposition was very eye-catching.

I followed the disciples of Quanzhen Sect to the square. After the murderous intent faded, I was worried that Jiang Xueyang would compete with Lu Chun.

The disciples of Quanzhen Sect looked at me with unfriendly eyes. Jiang Xueyang stood up for me this time. If she defeated, it would have a great impact on the reputation of Quanzhen Sect. This account must be taken into account.

"The dragon and tiger walk have a terrible sound, and there is still Jiang Xueyang in Zhongnan. Now that the dragon and tiger walk have returned, Jiang Xueyang has been in a prosperous life for so many years, it is time to abdicate."

"That's not necessarily. Lu Chun is the soul of the soul, and Jiang Xueyang is still glorious even though he is defeated."

"The strength of the Taoist sect is the most important thing. If you lose, you will lose. Do you think everyone will care about this? Where does the glory come from when the reputation is ruined?"

"Lu Chun had the idea of ​​stepping on others and getting on the throne. Jiang Xueyang stood up for his apprentice at this time and happened to be his own thoughts. On the contrary, Zhang Ruoxue from Maoshan was always unmoved with scheming."

"I just heard Lu Chun say that Xie Lan has a great relationship with the Taoist priests back then. What is the mystery of this person? He can actually make the Demon Taoist and the Heavenly Master Mansion value it at the same time."

"Who knows, it has nothing to do with the Jiulong Cave. Otherwise, why did Jiang Xueyang accept him as his disciple and challenge the soul with the entrance to the level!"

"You can imagine the outcome when you cross the border and challenge the soul through the entrance hall."

"It's a pity that Jiang Xueyang, who has always been smart, has been confused once this time."

...

The battle has not yet begun, and everyone's words have added atmosphere to this rare decisive battle of genius in Taoism. After hearing their words, the disciples of the Quanzhen Sect around me became even colder towards me.

In fact, even if Jiang Xueyang doesn't say anything from beginning to end, I won't blame her for not protecting me. Lu Chun is a famous Taoist madman, and Jiang Xueyang doesn't have to compete with such people. Now when I see her stand up for me, I feel guilty and moved.

I realized that the hostility of the disciples of Quanzhen Sect was getting stronger and stronger, so I left them and walked to a position where there were relatively few people.

The Taoist sects that came to attend the conference today were not only the five major Taoist sects, but also some small and medium Taoist sects with little reputation among the Taoist sects. Not many people came from these small and medium Taoist sects, because not many people were qualified to attend the conference.

Standing beside me was a Taoist nun wearing a veil. Before I came over, there was no one around this Taoist nun. It was not just that it was not my illusion, but I always felt that her figure was a bit familiar, but I didn’t even know what kind of Taoist she was.

The battle was about to begin, and Jiang Xueyang and Lu Chun began to sacrifice their swords at the same time.

Jiang Xueyang's famous sword technique is called Fengyu Sword. It uses true qi to move to the sword, senses the surging energy of heaven and earth, and recites spells to order Fengyu to help the sword power by using the name of Fengboyu Master. This set of sword technique is simple, but it is not easy to exert its power.

That day she told me that only true qi can only be used. In fact, it is not enough to have true qi alone. Master Feng Boyu’s name cannot be borrowed by anyone. Only when the Tao is clear and sincere, can you cast spells and chant mantras in the name of the gods, otherwise you will be abandoned by the gods. Jiang Xueyang practiced the Fengyu Sword since childhood, and only respected Master Feng Boyu Sword every day, worshiping and burning incense and kowtowing, and then he received a set of Fengyu Swords that can be used as he pleased.

But Lu Chun is different. Lu Chun cultivated the Tiangang Five Thunder Sword. This set of swordsman was originally created by Master Zhang. As long as he kills the evil hero in his hand, he can exert the power of the Tiangang Five Thunder Sword to the extreme without even chanting a spell. What's more, he himself is in the realm of the Yuanshen. The power of the Tiangang Five Thunder Sword controlled by the Yuanshen can be imagined.
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