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The disciples who were watching were scattered like ghosts, and only a few brave ones stood far away to watch.

I saw a bald old man with a gloomy face, his eyes as fierce as a knife, his face was as fierce as a knife, his face was covered with a light green robe, and a domineering beast embroidered on his chest. The legendary Mo Qilin, this person is the madman Zhou Dianzhou, the great elder of the Law Enforcement Hall who was so famous that the disciples of the Kumu Sect were terrified!

Zhou Dian was following several old men, and the leader of the Yuheng Courtyard Chu Nai was on the list. When Chu Nai saw Han Yun, a strange light flashed in his eyes and said intimately: "This kid has indeed built a foundation, but today he actually did this to the saint in public. The madman Zhou may be going to kill him!"

The surroundings were so quiet that the needles could be heard. The two female cultivators looked pale and knelt on the ground with a thump. Zhan Zhan said tremblingly: "Fusu, Liuguang pays homage to the Great Elder and the Lords!"

Zhou Dian stared at Han Yun like a pair of gloomy eyes, without looking at the two female cultivators at the end of his eyes, and said coldly: "As the two envoys of the divine wood, you have let a man touch the body of the saint goddess. What should you do if you are guilty of?" The voice jingled like ice cubes, and the two women trembled all over.

"Do you deserve to die, the elder, please spare your life..." The two of them looked like little white rabbits exposed to the mouth of wild wolf, making people feel pity.

Zhou Dian's pair of sinister eyes were still staring at Han Yun, which made Han Yun feel irritated and said to himself: "This bald old man is indeed a madman!"

"Since you all think you deserve to die, then die!" Zhou Dian waved his hand slightly, as if he ordered someone to do something insignificant.

The two female cultivators instantly had a pale face as pale as paper. They raised their heads tremblingly, their eyes were full of miserable expressions, and their lips were clenched, and they actually raised their hands to slap them at their foreheads. It can be seen that Zhou Crazy's reputation is terrible. No disciple dared to disobey his words, otherwise they would die even more miserable.

Han Yun was filled with blood when he saw it and shouted angrily: "Let's wait!"

The hands of the two female cultivators stopped in the air, and a severity flashed across Zhou Dian's face. The two female cultivators shook violently, and their palms continued to slap at their foreheads. A faint light emitted from their palms. If this palm was down, the heavenly spirit would definitely break and the fragrance would die.

Han Yun and Zhao Yao were shocked and rushed forward to stop the two of them at the same time, but an unparalleled force came over, and the two were instantly pushed back.

Seeing that Fusu and Liuguang were about to break their brains, a soft and familiar voice suddenly sounded, like a gust of spring breeze blowing, warm!

Fusu and Liuguang's hands were frozen on the Tianling Cover, as if they had been hit by a fixed spell!

"Infinite Heavenly Lord!" A figure floated over, with long sleeves floating like an immortal, but his sloppy appearance on his body was not quite satisfactory.

Zhou Dian and several other old men changed their expressions when they saw this person, and they all bowed and said, "The Lord of Amitabha!"

Han Yun looked happy. Now that he was backing, he was secretly surprised. The old man was usually ungrateful and kind. He was not afraid of him at all. He even laughed and scolded him. Unexpectedly, this old man was so respectful. Even the fierce madman Zhou bowed to him, and he was definitely not pretending to be respectful. Han Yun couldn't help but shout excitedly: "Old Master, you are here!"

As soon as this statement was made, everyone, including Chu Nai, had a change in expression. Shen Muzi was a famous alchemy master in the Tianchen Realm, and there were very few high-level alchemists. In this generation of disciples in the sect, most of them asked for the golden elixirs when they formed elixirs, and almost all received the grace of Shen Muzi, and even the sect leader Yue Feng was no exception. In terms of strength, the old man Shen Muzi also had the late stage of the golden elixir. If he hadn't been obsessed with the alchemy, he might have been in the late stage of the Nascent Soul.

Many senior officials in the sect tried every means to make their children worship Shen Muzi as their master, but they all refused. At this time, Han Yun actually called Shen Muzi "Old Master", how could they not be shocked?

Shen Muzi glared at Han Yun and cursed: "You little brat, something happened as soon as you went down the mountain. It's so unrestrained. I would have asked you to stay in seclusion for several more months and cause trouble for your teacher. I'll deal with you later!"

Although he scolded this, he undoubtedly admitted that Han Yun was his disciple, and his tone was close, just like an elder scolding his younger generation. Han Yun smiled distractedly, but was extremely moved in his heart. Since the death of the old Cangtou who adopted him, Han Yun had never felt this faint warm protection.

Zhao Yao opened her mouth slightly and gave Han Yun a blank look. Has this pig guy been learning to practice pills in Senior Shenmuzi? He has not entered the Ling Chi Cave? Han Yun turned to wink at Zhao Yao. Zhao Yao couldn't help but look dark, and anger arose in his heart: "This dead pig guy hides from learning pills, but he makes people wait for him for two months, and has been worried for two months!"

When Han Yun saw Zhao Yao's expression, he could not see what she was thinking. He reached out and pulled Zhao Yao's jade hand without any scruples and squeezed it. However, Zhao Yao was angry and struggled hard for a few times before she could not get rid of it. However, she turned her head and refused to look at Han Yun.

Their small movements naturally fell into the eyes of Zhou Dian and others. If it weren't for the face of Shen Muzi, Zhou Dian would have killed Han Yun with one palm.

"Crazy Zhou, how about giving me some face to let these two girls go? Let's just skip this!" Shen Muzi smiled with an old face. Fusu and Liuguang looked at each other happily, and they looked at each other. This life might have been recovered today.

Zhou Dian's face changed, and after a while, he said: "Today, for Elder Shenmuzi's separation, I'll spare your life!"

Fusu and Liuguang thanked him for not killing him in a trembling manner and stood aside!

"But... he dares to blaspheme the saint, and his crimes are unforgivable!" Zhou Feng suddenly pointed at Han Yun and said coldly. Zhao Yao immediately blocked Han Yun's face and said coldly: "Elder Zhou, Zhao Yao did not agree to be the saint of the divine wood. You should find someone else!"

Han Yun was happy, and his teeth were exposed with laughter. He said to himself: "Although Yaoyao is angry with me now, she still protects me like this, which is great! This shit saint is not enough to let her man touch her. It's useless!"

Zhou Dian and the other seventh courtyard owners were disgusted at the same time. Zhao Yao's words were undoubtedly a traitor and disobeying orders. The point was to deceive his master and destroy his ancestors, which was definitely a death sentence.

The old man Shenmuzi also frowned slowly, and he was secretly complaining. It was really difficult. At the same time, he was secretly annoyed: "Isn't this guy good with Chuo Chuo? Why are you confused with the newly selected Saint of Shenmu?"

But no matter what, Han Yun is also his first disciple, and he has to protect him even if he has his old face.
Chapter completed!