The Sanskrit sounds are astonishing, as if countless old monks are chanting sutras.

When Hua Tu and Hua Tu heard this, their faces turned livid with anger. The muscles on their faces twitched fiercely, but they still looked incredulous. Why would Shaolin... help Ning Tao?

In the astonished eyes of everyone, there was a group of six monks, headed by a man wearing cassocks. He seemed to be of high status and was also an ascetic. His eyes showed compassion for the world.

This person is Shaolin Master Zhifan!

Upon seeing this person, several elders were shocked at the same time. It was actually this person who came. You must know that this person is known as one of the strong men in the world who can defeat the God of Refining with his strength, which is very extraordinary.

Ning Tao looked surprised and thoughtful, but Master Zhifan actually nodded to him, with a gentle attitude that made people feel slightly calm, without any airs at all.

Then he saluted Mo Yuntian. Naturally, he knew this elder. His self-created Heaven-Prisoning Hand was truly an invincible hand in the world and could be called a Taoist method.

A golden order was taken out, which represented Shaolin's attitude. Although the old monk did not speak, his actions said everything. The water in this pool was too chaotic, and Shaolin did not want to get involved easily.

The air was quiet for a while, and suddenly a burst of laughter broke the calm. Everyone turned around and saw that it was Wu Chenzi. His smile could be said to affect the whole body.

Throughout Wudang, Tianshan disciples burst into laughter. This was the joy in their hearts, and the joy of seeing the dignified god-refining ancestor deflated, which made him feel embarrassed and laugh out loud.

Weren't you very proud just now? Come on, give me another smile!

Of course, these words are just thoughts, and few people really dare to say them, but Ning Tao is definitely one of them. With the old man here, he doesn't believe what these people will do to him.

This is indeed the case. When the five golden orders appeared, the Huashan ancestors trembled with anger. A perfect game was broken like this. These old bald donkeys really deserve to die...!

For a moment, he was so angry that he became a little angry. It was because he had been accustomed to being domineering for a long time, and he actually had the idea of ​​​​taking action again. He couldn't bear to be embarrassed.

But the old man's glare immediately frightened them.

Ning Tao sneered when he saw this, and said sarcastically: "If there are any other methods, use them one by one. I am the best at hitting old dogs in the face. If you don't have any, just get out."

The best thing is...just roll as far as you can!

His words were spoken without reservation, and he was not afraid of the god-refining ancestor at all.

The two ancestors had gloomy faces and felt cold in their hearts. How could they just leave like this? If they really took their disciples away, I am afraid that their four major sects would be suppressed in a year and a half.

How can we tolerate this if we are as arrogant as them!

But now they are completely at their wits' end. Conspiracy, trickery, recklessness, rules, it can be said that they have used all methods, but found that it is useless!

In the end, it still depends on absolute strength.

But sadly, they simply don't have that.

In desperation, she could only look at Mo Yuntian with pleading eyes, hoping that he would help. With the old man's caring attitude, he should be able to help.

When Mo Yuntian saw this, his face was complicated. He knew that he couldn't ignore this matter, and he was worthy of their master...!

"My little friend, you have to consider the overall situation...!"

Before he finished speaking, Ning Tao suddenly interrupted, but he did not refuse as expected. Instead, he said strangely: "You can stay if you want. Let the four sects... each owe me a favor."

"Well!"

Mo Yuntian was stunned, and began to think in his mind. With his calculation, he couldn't figure out why. He narrowed his eyes slightly, always feeling that this kid was going to fight back, as if he was going to... set a trap.

Out of caution, he chose to lower his eyebrows and lower his eyes.

Mo Yuntian didn't speak, so the Huashan ancestor could only stand up and said in a cold voice: "What do you want to use the favor of our four major sects for? This is not a trivial matter, so it's better to make it clear..."

What should we do if we are tricked by you?

Kongtong Ancestor, Xu Huan, Liao Kong, these figures who can represent a faction, squinted their eyes and nodded at the same time.

This guy is not a good person and cannot be righteous.

When Ning Tao heard this, he said with an indifferent expression: "Don't worry, I won't let you do anything "too... difficult". It's just that I haven't thought about it yet, so I just want to be prepared."

"And no matter how you calculate it, it will all be beneficial to your four major sects!"

When the ancestor of Huashan heard this, he always felt a little awkward. This guy seemed wrong. Why did he suddenly agree? He looked at the old man again, and there was something... private about this.

After staring at Ning Tao for a moment, the latter looked indifferent, the coldness on his face dissipated, and he seemed to be in a much better mood.

After thinking about it for a moment, he looked at each other and the Kongtong Patriarch and others, passing on the message whether he really owed him a favor or not.

Ning Tao remained unmoved and did not stop him. He just watched with his hands behind his back, looking harmless and not impatient. He seemed to be in a good mood.

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly and occasionally looked up at the sky, as if he had nothing to do with me. What do you think?

The remaining disciples looked at me and me, all staring with big eyes and small eyes, no one could figure anything out.

After a long time, the ancestor of Huashan said in a cold voice: "We, the four sects, can owe you a favor, but the favor must not be too excessive, and it must be something within our ability."

He bit those four words very hard, as if he was emphatically explaining the meaning. According to their thinking, they could use various excuses to shirk the introduction and be perfunctory...!

In fact, this situation was similar to Ning Tao's just now. The old man's methods and calculations made him have to fall into the trap, and they also had to agree to this favor. They had to agree.

Upon hearing this, Ning Tao agreed without hesitation: "Yes!"

Hearing this straightforward answer, Huashan Patriarch and others couldn't help but be stunned. Is this kid... going to step down for them?

But at this moment, Ning Tao exploded, like a sleeping ancient Tyrannosaurus Rex, showing his wild nature, holding the Grass Pheasant Sword, and the terrifying sword energy instantly lingered.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he took one step forward, but this step was the formation of the Nine Palaces, rushing far away as if teleporting.

The old man's eyelids twitched, and he hurriedly flashed and followed Ning Tao. Nothing could happen to this boy.

Ning Tao didn't pay attention, and directly pressed towards Huashan Ancestor and others, shouting: "The first step is for the so-called China!"

"The second step is for the so-called Hongmeng!"

"The third step is for the so-called monks!"

…

When Huashan Patriarch and others saw this, their faces were horrified. They were seriously injured, but they felt threatened by this sword energy. They quickly shouted to their disciples to retreat, and they were furious.

"Junior, we have already agreed to your request. You are completely dishonest in doing this. If you keep pressing on, don't blame us for being ruthless and ruthless...!"

However, they retreated while Ning Tao advanced, with evil looks on their faces, and the old man was followed by them to protect his safety.

"The fifth step is for the so-called overall situation!"

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"Junior, you are going too far to bully others. Do you insist on forcing us to die together? We should keep a line in our work so that we can meet each other in the future. We, the four major sects, are not made up of mud...!"

The Patriarch of Huashan roared angrily, and he also had a powerful sword energy, but it was a bit inferior to Ning Tao, which made him feel heart palpitated, and he quickly protected his disciples and retreated.

"The eighth step, for the so-called future!"
Chapter completed!