The passage leading to the space where Mingtong is located is inside the Tianji Sect, so even if it is to protect Mingtong, Ji Wushuang of the Tianji Sect must take it.

Whether you say she is aggressive or bullies the weak, Ji Wushuang in this life has long since thrown away the burden of her previous life. She is no longer the upright and incorruptible Immortal Sword Master.

"I want Tianjimen."

Ji Wushuang repeated it calmly, fearing that his nephew might not have heard it clearly.

Unexpectedly, Shi Lei was silent for a moment, asked nothing, just said "Okay, I'll bring someone over right away" and hung up the phone.

Ji Wushuang: “…”

That's it?

Do you agree?

Ji Wushuang had come up with a lot of ideas to convince Shi Lei.

Ji Wushuang wiped off the residue on the token and was about to find a place to wait for Xiao Shitou when he saw the extremely complicated expressions of the three people opposite him.

"what happened?"

The three cultivators in the Spirit Severing Stage had expressions as if they wanted to say something but hesitated.

Ji Wushuang said he wanted Tianjimen?

But Tianji Sect is the second largest sect in Beizhou after all. It is not a stray cat or dog on the roadside. How can you just take it away?

"Little friend Ji... please don't be impulsive."

"Yes, yes, although the Yunlan Sect is powerful, this is Beizhou..."

"Even a powerful dragon cannot defeat a local snake, not to mention that the Tianji Sect is not a local snake, but a local dragon."

The three of them tried to persuade Ji Wushuang earnestly, but all he got was a faint smile.

"It's okay. I've already got the local dragon's weak spot."

"what?"

Ji Wushuang slowly opened the array atlas Lin Xi had given her, smiling very sweetly. When it came to refining arrays, she was indeed just a rookie who had just gotten started, but destroying them was easy for her, hehe~

Three people: "..."

Why do I have a bad feeling?

……

Above the peak of Beizhou, waves of silent oppression and power quietly enveloped it, like a surging thundercloud, slowly gathering over Beizhou.

The ordinary cultivators in Beizhou are still unaware of this change, but the strong ones in Beizhou are already facing a formidable enemy.

Could it be... some monsters invading?

No, that's not right. This seems to be the aura of a Mahayana cultivator...

Mahayana monks from other continents are coming!

Such unusual movements forced the old men who had been in seclusion in Beizhou for a long time to come out. After all, there was an agreement between the five continents that human Mahayana practitioners were not allowed to "cross continents privately". If they did, it would be regarded as "invasion" and they could be killed.

Beizhou immediately assembled a group of Mahayana and Tribulation Crossing cultivators, ready to "meet the enemy."

"Shi Lei, what are you doing?"

In the clouds, an old man with a haggard face was sitting cross-legged in a thundercloud. There was an extremely terrifying scar on his face, which went from his forehead to his neck. It was not difficult to see how fatal the wound was, and it also indirectly showed that he was a strong man who had experienced many changes in the world.

He stared at the ill-intentioned crowd before him with a stern gaze. One, two, three, four... Wow, not only are all the Eighteen Disciples of Yunlan here? There are even four of Dongzhou's most renowned Mahayana cultivators. Each one of them alone is a formidable foe, let alone the fact that they're all banding together.

Are they here to start a war?

As this thought emerged, the old man's eyes became more fierce, and the spiritual power around him was like a boiling fire wave, ready to be unleashed.

Shi Lei pretended not to notice his murderous intent and calmly clasped his fists in a salute.

"Junior Shi Lei, I pay my respects to Taoist Chunri."

Taoist Chunri is a great cultivator who has achieved perfection in the Mahayana stage. Unlike Leng Wuxin, a peerless genius, Taoist Chunri is only a cultivator with three spiritual roots. His way to the top is gained through fighting in the midst of blood and rain.

His inspiring and legendary life has influenced countless monks in Beizhou.

In Beizhou, it is true that the strongest person was once the sword cultivator Leng Wuxin, but Chunri Daoren was like a soul wedge, because he had the shadows of countless ordinary people with poor talents.

In Beizhou, even among the Mahayana monks and the monks who have transcended the tribulation, they all follow the lead of the Taoist priest Chunri.

Therefore, Taoist Chunri accepted Shi Lei's gift with an open mind, and the tense atmosphere between the two sides gradually eased.

"Shi Lei, why did you bring so many people here?"

Shi Lei straightened up and said calmly, "Oh, nothing, I just came to support my young man."

Taoist Chunri almost thought he was hallucinating. He brought the Eighteen Disciples of Yunlan and four Mahayana cultivators to support the younger generation?!

Are you fucking kidding me?

Taoist Chunri used all his strength to hold back the curse words that were on the tip of his tongue.

"Shi Lei, you openly interfered with the friction between the younger generations, and brought so many people with you... Aren't you making a big deal out of nothing?"

Shi Lei said with a serious face: "Why are you making a fuss about nothing? Senior Chuntian, you don't know that this young man of mine is only in the Qi Refining Stage! Qi Refining Stage!

Moreover, my youngest is well-behaved and cute, peace-loving, and usually very kind-hearted. She wouldn't even want to strangle an ant. If it weren't for the son of the Tianji Sect's leader who repeatedly led his followers to cause trouble for my youngest, forcing her to not even dare to board the intercontinental spirit ship and to fly back to Dongzhou, she wouldn't come to us to complain, let alone let us help her get justice.

To be honest, this youngster of our family is the treasure of our Yunlan Sect. Normally, we are reluctant to even touch her. She has been wronged in your place, so of course we have to seek justice for her.

I have no other choice but to bother you, Chunri Taoist and fellow Taoists. Please forgive me."

As soon as Shi Lei finished speaking, all the Yunlan Eighteen Disciples, including Taoist Meng Wangya of Su Yue, Taoist Feng Li of Jin Feng, Taoist Zeng Qi of Shou Deng, Taoist Yu Jiu of Jiu Men, and others, nodded in unison.

The coordinated movements almost blinded Kasuga Michiru's eyes.

This was despite their restraint. If Shi Lei hadn't told them not to make any noise, they would have drowned Taoist Chunri with their saliva.

Taoist Chunri frowned and looked at the ancestor of Tianji Sect behind him - Taoist Baijing, who was at the peak of tribulation.

Taoist Bai Jing was covered in cold sweat. He didn't know what had happened. Ever since he was promoted and passed the tribulation, he no longer cared about the affairs of the sect and handed over all power to Ma Chang.

Taoist Bai Jing shook his head helplessly at Taoist Chunri, saying that he knew nothing. Taoist Chunri was even more confused.

Today, Shi Lei brought four Mahayana monks and seventeen monks who had just crossed the tribulation barrier. Naturally, their fighting power was extremely terrifying.

But Beizhou is their territory, so the Mahayana monks and tribulation-crossing monks gathered by Chunri Taoist are more than those in Dongzhou. If they really want to fight, they will naturally be no match for them.

However, if they really fight, the worst case scenario is that the sky will collapse and the earth will crack, and the worst case scenario is that there will be devastating loss of lives.

Of course, if you can avoid fighting, then don’t fight.

If we really have to fight, we can't do it in Beizhou.

You will suffer losses wherever you fight!

Moreover, Shi Lei's attitude was also quite good, so Chunri Taoist gave Shi Lei some face.

Of course, there is one most important point, that is, the other person’s child is in the Qi Refining Stage!

Damn it, why are all the people in the Tianji Sect so shameless that they actually bully a kid in the Qi Refining Stage, forcing him to not even dare to ride the spirit boat, and even having his parents come to visit... How shameful!

"Please be patient for now. Coincidentally, the Thousand Machine Sect's ancestor, Taoist Bai Jing, is also here. We'll send someone to investigate right away. By the way, what's the name of your youngster?"

"Ji Wushuang."

As soon as this name appeared, someone behind him slowly gasped.

Upon hearing this reaction, Taoist Chunri knew that Ji Wushuang must have a "story". He raised his hand and set up a ban to make sure that the guys from Dongzhou could not hear the conversation on his side. Then he said, "Taoist Baijing, what is the matter with Ji Wushuang and your Tianji Sect?"

Taoist Bai Jing frowned: "I don't know either..."

"Senior, I know."

A sudden voice was heard, and the person who spoke was none other than Huo Xi, the Palace Master of Leihuo Tiangong.

Like Huo Xi and Leng Wuxin, compared to the old man Chunri Taoist who is about to "pass away", he is the best of the "young" generation and the hope of Beizhou's future.

Therefore, Chunri Daoren trusted Huo Xi's words.

"Fellow Daoist Huo, please speak."

Huo Xi spoke slowly. He was now Ji Wushuang, no, it should be said that he was the number one "brainless fan" of the Immortal Sword Master. Every word he said seemed to be "neutral", but in fact he was biased to the point of being biased.

Even someone as calm as Bai Jing Daoist from the Tianji Sect broke out in a cold sweat after listening to this...

My back is soaked, isn't it?!

Ma Chang and his son simply...hit a wall!

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