The second discussion between the Martial Arts and the Abbeys no longer seemed hasty and casual like the first one.

The new dean of the Abbey, "Di", is a strong man who seems to appear out of thin air. It is said that he was the tutor of the Martial Arts Academy before, but the students of the Martial Arts Academy themselves seem ignorant. If they were just such a person, they would have been traitors for so long, but the group of madmen who were famous for their arrogance were strangely silent.

The venue for discussion this time chose the altar of Shendu, a place that is not mysterious and not sacred. Even in the hot summer, mortals will come here to enjoy the cool air. The altar has a large square, which is naturally suitable if it is a venue for competition.

But no one dares to fight or even argue here. The sacred mountain sacrifices to the sky every year, led by a woman, every year, and the women led by the team passed down from generation to generation.

Generally speaking, the Taoist practitioners have a long lifespan. If they want, they will not be old, but even mortals can lead the women to see their faces grow old, the time is just like that of mortals, but only decades. The sacred mountain is a holy place for cultivators from the Gods’ continent. Basically, all the purpose of practicing Taoism is to go to the sacred mountain, whether it is a college or a casual cultivator, so the women leading the team are naturally not mortals. Of course not. Every sacrifice is never taboo, as if it is to show to the people of the world. It is so grand that it will naturally not be controlled by mortals. The people leading the sacrifice have passed down from generation to generation, with similar appearances, but they are not the same person after all.

Shenshan once said that those who took action at the altar will be punished for death... Shenshan is bold and reckless! No one opposed the declaration of Shenshan. The altar belongs to Shenshan, or the continent is controlled by them, but the mad Taoist chose this place. Everyone knew a day ago that this group of people naturally included Shenshan, but today four people from the Taoist temple came to the altar without any obstacles.

Without anyone to stop or question, the four of them waited in the huge square. The people from the Wudao Court did not come, but there were many onlookers. They were always willing to stop and take a look. Some even saw a person from the sacred mountain in the crowd. Although they had no status, they were from the sacred mountain after all. It seemed that he was just coming to watch the sacred mountain.

The onlookers accompanied the four people in the Taoist temple for three hours. If you go from the martial arts temple to the altar, even mortals will only last for an hour and a half, not to mention that they are all monks.

At this time, many people gathered at the gate of the Wudao Court, and there were many inside the door. Outside the door was watching the fun and thinking of it. However, there was a person standing there and he didn't speak, but no one dared to squeeze forward, and even the voice of discussion was deliberately suppressed. Although it was useless for cultivators to just want to hear and lower the voice. But they were finally suppressing it because the person in front of the door was called "Wu".

Most of the students gathered in the door were younger generations of students. They were just talking about the Taoist Academy. If they didn't go, they would be the ones who were pointed at. However, the dean stopped at the door, but they could not criticize like the people outside the door.

"Dean, let them go! Nothing will happen..."

Wu looked at the young man in front of him without any emotion. This person was sent by a big man early this morning. He naturally accepted it for the sake of the person's face, but he didn't expect that he would be so bold. Although a person who needs to go through the back door will not pay any attention to his background because of his background. The most important thing is that his evil appearance always makes people feel uncomfortable. Wu doesn't like it, so he just took a look and didn't say anything.

"Hey..." Nan Jiu naturally saw what Wu meant and did not point it out. If it were someone like Chang Wu, he would have been troubled even after a glance, but today it caused him some trouble.

Shaking his head, Nan Jiu walked straight towards Wu, with a hint of mockery on the corner of his mouth, coupled with an evil face, and was covered in red clothes. There was murderous aura in Wu's eyes. He now wanted to slap this junior who was ignorant of advancing and retreating.

After all, he didn't take action because he saw the token half exposed in the boy's hand, and he didn't dare to move it. He let the disciples of the martial arts academy discuss what would happen. But if the young man in front of him slapped him to death, he would definitely die, and the martial arts academy would be razed to the ground, which was more thorough than the destruction of the authentic Taoist temple back then.

Although he could not take action, he could stop this young man named Nan Jiu. Although the elite disciples of the Shenshan were extremely precious, they were still disciples after all.

"Go back...I won't make things difficult for you!" Wu squeezed out a pretty kind smile on his face, but he was a little creepy with his appearance.

"Dean, we are willing to protect the honor of the Martial Arts Court with blood!" After the words came, a short knife appeared in Nan Jiu's hand, and blood suddenly poured out in his left forearm. Every drop of blood splattered on the ground, as if a bright plum blossom was opened on the ground.

The bright red blood dripped faster and faster. At this moment, Wu's heart beat faster and faster, and he was in a dilemma for a moment.

"I was a witness to the demise of the Daoist Palace back then, and I... can't afford to gamble!" Wu Chuanyin said.

"Dean... We should not be afraid. The Wudao Court is based on martial arts. We should only be afraid that our path to practice Taoism will be cut off. When should we be afraid of external things? What's more, the Dao Court is there. Although there is no excessive words, they stood there, and every moment they slapped the face of the Wudao Court and the students' face! If there are any consequences for this trip, the students are willing to bear it with all their strength!"

Wu's attack was without warning, and came from the pressure from the cultivator. He needed to control Nanjiu first so that he could control the scene and control the bleeding on Nanjiu's forearm. He did not dare to make the black-hearted disciple of the Shenshan lose too much blood and die, nor did he dare to do so.

For Nan Jiu, the strong man has seen many. Wu is a strong man now, but it is definitely not a great task. Although his pressure is troublesome, as long as Wu does not really take action, it will be a little trouble for him. He took a step back, and the ground under his feet quietly cracked. Nan Jiu's blood-red lips opened, revealing his white teeth, and the blood from his forearm drew a clear trajectory on the ground.

The passion of young people is always easy to be provoked. They always regard the illusory thing like face as more important than life. So the young people who were originally standing behind Nan Jiu took a step forward and also opened a bloody mouth on their left arm. For a moment, blood was pouring, which was spectacular. It was ridiculous to show their ambitions with blood, but it always resonated. After all, everyone was young or used to be young.

Wu was in a dilemma, one side was the passionate and Nan Jiu's promise, and the other side was his life and the future of the Wu Daoyuan. Life was originally the most important, but if Nan Jiu was a revenge person, then the future would be confusing. Nan Jiu's bloody lips told his coldness, but Wu still planned to pass it before him first, so he remained silent.

"You get out of here this time. When I break into the Heavenly Level, I will take you into the Soul-Washing Pool of the Divine Mountain. You don't have to stay in the Martial Arts Court for a thousand years! I will enter the Heavenly Level within a hundred years!" Nan Jiu understood Wu's quiet aura, but now he wanted to see Meng Yun, the figure who was originally standing in front of him and then collapsed, so he sent a message and made a promise that was not easy.

"How do you tell me to believe you?" Wu has only been the dean of the dean for decades. Shenshan promised that the dean of the four major academies would be the opportunity to enter the soul washing pool and look for that slight opportunity that could break through the sky.

Time is not a problem for him, but a long time will destroy his fighting spirit. When he truly enters the soul washing pool, his upward heart becomes much more indifferent, so time is also a big problem.

"This is a promise from the first disciple of the Shenshan Punishment Hall!" Nan Jiu sent a message quietly, and a light flashed in the wound on his left arm, and then dissipated in Wu's hands.

Wu Xian's heartbeat was very strong. When he reached his level of practice, he could not be surprised by his favors and disgraces most of the time, but he still couldn't suppress his violent heartbeat.

He clasped his fist and there was nothing there, but just a light disappeared there, a light with blood as a vow, the first disciple of the Shenshan Punishment Hall. He never thought that such a person would appear in his martial arts academy.

"Hahaha... My martial arts court is based on martial arts. You should step out of the hospital door and level the four sides... Go!"

Wu made way out of his body, and a group of young people with youthful blood and faith finally broke through the depression in their hearts, and they wanted to show the world their tyranny.

The young backs were a little dazzling, and Wu couldn't help but tremble slightly. He was making a big bet. An elder of the Cathedral just taught a lesson from Prince Meng Lang who teased his students at the altar, which caused the disaster to destroy the court. Today, he was going to discuss the truth with the madman of the Cathedral, even sharing life and death. He was actually very scared now, but the light that had dissipated in his hands before was too tempting, like a devil.

"Did you think about the consequences? Are you not afraid? The mad Taoist is just a madman... Why fight with him?" The man in white robe and long beard slowly condensed his body beside Wu. No one has ever known that the two famous deans in the capital of God are brothers, brothers!

One man had a long beard with a white robe and amiable like an old immortal in the painting, while the other man looked like a reckless man with both hair and beard. They had never asked him before, but he was indeed brother.

"I don't know how strong the Crazy Taoist is, but when I faced him before, I thought I would lose, so I didn't take action and gave him a teaching position. I even suspected that he had actually broken the heavenly level and reached the legendary situation..."

"If he really reaches that level of cultivation, then the anger of the sacred mountain can only land on your martial arts academy. What are you going to fight?" The man frowned. As the dean, they had some friction, but when it comes to brothers, their relationship is very good, so he naturally would not want his younger brother to die.

"Although Shenshan is domineering in his work, it has always been fair. I am also betting, and I think it is worth it..."

The promises made by military general Nan Jiu were told to others, and there was no need to hide them in front of him.

"The path of practicing Taoism is not just about fighting with the sky, everything in the world needs to be fought... I hope you can cross this gap and take me to see the scenery on the mountain..."

The man nodded and lost his trace...
Chapter completed!