As a genius, I am the weakest in my family?

The young Taoist priest was stunned.

Looking at the immortal warrior who died miserably at his feet.

I immediately recalled that this madman had just chopped off someone's head with his sword because the person had killed someone and didn't bother to bury the person. I'm afraid that learning sword skills has corrupted his brain.

My identity as a Taoist boy in the chief temple of Baiyujing may not be useful.

He no longer dared to be arrogant, and quickly retreated into the pit, holding up the knife and laughing flatteringly: "Haha, Brother Wang, I just saw that the atmosphere was a bit depressing and wanted to help you cheer up. Don't be angry. Although my cultivation is average, I am a professional in performing rituals. Just wait and see, I will definitely make their souls return to the netherworld!"

......

Tan Tai Mingri is indeed a professional.

In just half an hour, he built a new grave, took out some paper money from his sleeve and sprinkled it on the grave mound. Finally, he performed a Taoist dance to summon the gods, praying to the Taoist master and asking him to protect the ghost.

From the process point of view, there is really nothing wrong with it.

Chen Zhian stood in front of the grave for a long time, then silently took out a wine gourd and poured it in front of the grave.

Among the Great Wilderness monks buried in this new tomb, there were several who were from brothels, and even one who was a deacon commander. Although his cultivation was not high, his killing power was not low. He was once a veteran of the Black Cavalry.

They originally wanted to gather at Duanhe, but were intercepted and killed by cultivators from the Xianwu World on the way.

When Chen Zhian arrived, they had all been killed in the battle!

Now that we've entered the battlefield, either you kill me or I kill you.

Chen Zhian had already prepared himself mentally for the deaths of people in the brothel, but it was inevitable that he felt sad when he saw his old friends die with his own eyes.

Then he directly handed out the sword.

He used the Falling Rain Sword Intent to kill dozens of Immortal Martial World cultivators.

If it weren't for the fact that the young Taoist priest looked somewhat similar to Tan Tai Mingyue, and had a low level of cultivation so he was just standing aside and watching the show, Tan Tai Mingri would most likely be dead by now.

"Brother Wang, can I leave now?"

Tan Tai Mingri stood aside and looked at Chen Zhian cautiously. Although he was young and his cultivation was low, he was after all a Taoist boy serving in the Baiyujing Chief Master's Hall, and he had long trained his eyes to observe words and expressions.

He knew that Wang Liu was very angry at the moment, so he didn't dare to act recklessly.

"Let's go, we're heading north to the wasteland!"

Chen Zhian picked up the wine gourd with his sword, and when he turned around his face was full of smiles, as if the one with murderous intent before was not him at all.

Tan Tai Ming's heart skipped a beat again.

He didn't want to go to Beiyuan. It was said that Xumi Tianxia Xuanxin was the master in the wilderness and had many followers. During this period, many heretics who were unwilling to convert to Buddhism were burned to death.

For a Taoist priest from Baiyujing to get close to him, isn't that just courting death?

"Brother Wang, can we go to the east first? I want to find my elder sister..."

Seeing that Chen Zhian had already set off, Tan Tai Mingri looked around, trotted over to his side, and whispered, "There is something I need to tell my sister. It's about the Dao Sect in the Great Wilderness World."

Chen Zhian pretended to be deaf and ignored him completely.

Tan Tai Mingri gritted his teeth and whispered mysteriously in Chen Zhian's ear: "Some time ago, Zhao Wuji from the Great Wilderness Sect visited Baiyujing and was detained by the headmaster for unknown reasons.

Recently, the headmaster has been running to him all day, laughing loudly. He might want to cripple my sister and let Zhao Wuji take over the Taoist sect."

Chen Zhian raised his eyebrows slightly.

He didn't expect that Zhao Wuji was detained by the head of Bai Yujing.

However, Tan Tai Ming Yue said that the head of Bai Yu Jing had no interest in the so-called dispute over the ancestral temple, and what he really wanted was only the Taoist Canon of the "Taishang Sutra".

Zao Wou-Ki's life should not be in danger.

Chen Zhian didn't bother to pay attention and continued moving forward.

Seeing that Chen Zhian remained unmoved, Tan Tai Mingri scratched his head in distress and said in a muffled voice: "If Brother Wang lets me go east, I can help you woo my sister and let you be my brother-in-law."

"You're such a good brother!"

Chen Zhian turned around and glanced at Tan Tai Mingri.

I didn't expect that Tan Tai Ming Yue, a fairy who doesn't care about worldly affairs, would have such a scumbag brother.

"Just say whether you want it or not!"

Tan Tai Ming Ri said sincerely, "I have never promised this to anyone else. It is only because I see that your cultivation is not low and you are a sword cultivator that I am willing to help you."

"do not want!"

Chen Zhian shook his head and smiled, "You don't understand Tan Tai Ming Yue at all. A proud person like her who has spent her whole life seeking to ascend to higher realms and seek the Way will never become anyone's Taoist companion.

Of course, the main reason is that I don’t like it.

We can be fellow Taoists who appreciate each other, but we can never be Taoist companions."

"dislike?"

Tan Tai Mingri's face turned ugly.

He had sold his sister so many times, and he only heard people say that he didn't deserve her. This was the first time he heard someone say they didn't like her.

The cultivators in Xianwu Tianxia who are within the age of sixty years.

Who the hell dares to say that he doesn’t want to marry the ethereal fairy Tan Tai Ming Yue as his wife?

"Forget it if you don't like it. I'm going to the East anyway!"

Tan Tai Mingri stood there and said, "I received a message that Ye Jing in the Great Wilderness World dug up a legendary immortal phoenix medicine in the Dongye Cave, which can bring back the dead, repair even the wounds of a saint, and even give one a new life.

Even the Little Demon King of Gods and Demons has shown up and is going there to kill Ye Jing with a sword to fight for the Immortal Phoenix Medicine. My sister will definitely go there too. I have to go there to find her!"

"What did you say?"

Chen Zhian suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at Tan Tai Mingri and said, "Did the Immortal Phoenix Medicine appear in Dongye?"

"Yeah, you don't know?"

Tan Tai Ming Ri asked in confusion: "This matter has spread all over the battlefield. Dongye has become a mess. It is said that even Ye Wuming, one of the Seven Little Saints of the Great Wilderness, died because of this. He was killed by the little devil with a single blow. Haven't you heard about it?"

"I haven't heard..."

Chen Zhian looked towards the east.

His eyes suddenly turned cold.

No wonder I haven’t encountered many Great Wilderness cultivators on my way north for nearly half a month.

It turned out that they all went to Dongye.

Dongye is a huge swamp with a vast terrain, stretching for tens of thousands of miles. It is full of miasma and dead silent. It is said that even the sky is shrouded in poisonous fog, making it impossible to tell the direction or even to fly with the wind. A cultivator in the Tongxuan realm almost died when he entered the swamp.

Since the hunting battlefield was opened, few people have been active in Dongye.

Chen Zhian had never thought of going to Dongye to look for the Great Wilderness monk.

After hearing what Tan Tai Mingri said, he suddenly understood that the cultivators from the Great Wilderness were being chased by everyone on the battlefield, and there was murderous intent everywhere.

Maybe there's a place that can really give them a chance of survival.

On the contrary, it is the Dongye Lake that the other three world monks avoid...

long silence.

Chen Zhian took the gourd from his shoulder and took a sip of wine.

Then the Yuanhe Sword swelled in the wind, as if a silver river was spread out under his feet.

He grabbed Tan Tai Mingri with one hand, stepped on the river, turned into a sword light and disappeared on the spot.

"Brother Wang, where are you taking me?"

Tan Tai Mingri stood on the Yuan River, his face somewhat pale as he asked.

"Dongye Oze, kill the little devil!"