People write diaries in Zongwu, and the heroes collapse

Chapter 439 Wang Chongyang

"Wang Chongyang, you finally appeared."

Huang Yaoshi showed a smile on his face and finally waited for him.

His guess was indeed correct.

"Wang Chongyang, you are very good. I will remember you."

Murong Longcheng snorted coldly, how could he not guess the identity of the person who made the move.

The Quanzhen Sect has not existed for many years, and its only master is Wang Chongyang, who has passed away long ago.

Now that the Quanzhen Sect actually has a master of the Heavenly Realm taking action, the first thing Murong Longcheng thought of was Wang Chongyang. He could pretend to be dead and break through to the Heavenly Realm, and Wang Chongyang could do the same.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Suddenly there was a burst of laughter from the back mountain, and then they saw an old Taoist with immortal style walking out of the back mountain.

The old Taoist was dressed in a green robe and holding a fly whisk in his hand. His beard and hair were all white, but his face was rosy and his eyes were bright, exuding an air of being out of the world.

A green light loomed behind him, and every step he took resonated with the world.

"Master, you have been out of seclusion for a long time..."

When the six Quanzhen disciples saw the old Taoist, they were immediately excited and all came forward to pay their respects.

"Ah, this is the Grandmaster. Isn't the Grandmaster dead?"

Quanzhen sect disciples were stunned when they saw Wang Chongyang. How could the founder still be alive? This is unscientific.

If the Patriarch was still alive, how could the Quanzhen Sect have fallen to what it is today?

"Junior Brother Zhao, is this...is this really the Patriarch?"

Zhao Zhijing was immediately confused. How could the Patriarch still be alive? Originally, if he wanted to ascend to the position of leader, all he had to do was survive these six old guys.

But not only was the Patriarch still alive, but he had also broken through to the legendary realm of heaven and humanity, which made him completely despair.

The lifespan of a person in the Heavenly Realm can reach hundreds of years. Legend has it that some old guys are very capable of living and can even live for a thousand years.

Regardless of whether the rumors are true or false, one thing is certain, that is, a strong person in the Heavenly Realm is very capable of surviving.

The Patriarch can live for at least hundreds of years, and as for him, even if he breaks through to become a Grandmaster, he cannot survive the Grandmaster.

This made Zhao Zhijing a little desperate.

"Senior Brother Zhao, there is a portrait of the Patriarch hanging in the Chongyang Palace. It is exactly the same. There is no mistake. This is the Patriarch."

Zhen Zhibing was different from Zhao Zhijing in that he sincerely taught Quanzhen well and was naturally very happy to see Wang Chongyang alive.

Seeing that Zhao Zhijing was still confused, Zhen Zhibing quickly pulled Zhao Zhijing to kneel down and worship Wang Chongyang.

"Disciple Zhen Zhibing (Zhao Zhijing) pays homage to the Patriarch!"

The other disciples also came forward and knelt down.

Wang Chongyang touched his beard and said with a smile: "Okay, okay!!!"

Wang Chongyang did not blame the Six Quanzhen disciples. He knew the Six Quanzhen disciples too well. Their qualifications were very high compared to ordinary people, but they were not as good as those sons of genius. The real six sons put in so much effort.

Especially the younger generation, all of whom are not weak in martial arts, and many of them will be good candidates for masters in the future.

If he is allowed to teach for two years, Quanzhen Sect may have several masters within two years, which is already very scary for a sect.

Of course, this time he is out of seclusion, and he will not go into seclusion again in a short time.

Furthermore, when I was awakened this time, I had to digest all the gains from the retreat and record some important contents for the disciples to learn from.

"Hey, you are all old too."

Wang Chongyang couldn't help but sigh when he saw that all of his disciples had gray beards and handsome heads. He didn't expect that when he came out of seclusion this time, he felt a little uncomfortable when he saw that these disciples were actually older than himself.

"Master, the disciples are stupid and failed to break through the great master. You are always disappointed."

Qiu Chuji said lonely.

Wang Chongyang said with a smile: "Master, I will find a way to help you break through this time."

"Thank you, Master."

The six Quanzhen disciples suddenly became happy.

Having Wang Chongyang teach them is better than trying to figure it out on their own. Their talents are actually not bad. It shouldn't be so difficult to break through the Grandmaster. The main reason is that without Wang Chongyang's teaching, they can only figure it out on their own.

"Wang Chongyang, you are indeed not dead, and you have also broken through to the realm of heaven and man."

Murong Longcheng stared at Wang Chongyang with twinkling eyes.

In fact, they were not from the same dynasty. Murong Longcheng was much earlier than Wang Chongyang.

However, when Wang Chongyang rose to prominence, Murong Longcheng had also heard of Wang Chongyang's reputation.

Wang Chongyang smiled slightly and said: "Senior Murong, you are not still alive. Back then, I even went to the Murong family to pay homage to my senior."

"I didn't expect that Senior Murong was still alive, so I made a joke."

Murong Longcheng looked at Wang Chongyang, snorted softly, and said: "Are you going to save these two people today?

Wang Chongyang waved his hand and said with a smile: "Senior Murong, these two people are kind to the Quanzhen Sect, please show mercy to them."

"What if I don't show mercy?"

Murong Longcheng said coldly.

Wang Chongyang said calmly: "That poor Taoist will have to compete with Senior Murong."

After saying that, Wang Chongyang's aura suddenly burst out, and a powerful pressure pressed towards Murong Longcheng.

Murong Longcheng's expression changed slightly. He had already noticed Wang Chongyang's strength. Although he was not as good as him, he was still at the peak of the Yin and Yang realm. It could be said that he had realized the threshold of the life and death realm. Breakthrough would be a matter of time.

Now he is just a spirit that is about to disappear. If he fights Wang Chongyang now, he will definitely lose.

Even if he comes in his true form, with his strength in the realm of life and death, he is not completely sure that he can defeat Wang Chongyang.

Although he is in the realm of life and death, Wang Chongyang is in the realm of yin and yang. Realm is not the only key to victory or defeat.

The two people stared at each other in the air, refusing to give in to each other. If Murong Longcheng was here, Wang Chongyang really wanted to compete with Murong Longcheng.

Murong Longcheng realized that Wang Chongyang's strength was no less than his own. Let alone a soul, even if his true body could defeat Wang Chongyang, he would lose half his life. Such a price was not worth it.

Thinking of this, Murong Longcheng suddenly smiled at Wang Chongyang and said, "Master Wang, I have something to do today. Next time I come to Quanzhen Sect for advice."

Having said this, Murong Longcheng picked up the people of the Murong family and left here.

Wang Chongyang had the ability to stop them, but he didn't stop them and just watched them leave.

"This is Zhenren Wang."

"I didn't expect that Zhenren Wang would also break through to the heavenly realm."

"The Quanzhen Sect has masters of the Heavenly Realm taking charge. It won't take long for the Quanzhen Sect to become the number one sect in the Song Dynasty."

"Yes, other sects have great masters, but they can't compare with Zhenren Wang."

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Those guests who did not come down the mountain were extremely excited when they saw Zhenren Wang appearing. At the same time, they also realized that with Wang Chongyang in charge, the Quanzhen Sect was no small matter and would wipe out decades of decline.