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Chapter 637

Words:2927Update:22/06/28 11:48:11

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It was easy to sever one's cultivation level, but it was even more uncomfortable than killing them.

As soon as Yang Jian said that, Pu Xian, Ci Hang, Ju Liusun, and the others revealed helpless expressions. They seemed to be prepared to fight.

A cold snort came from outside the hall. Daoist Zhun Ti was expressing his dissatisfaction. However, Yang Jian did not look at him. He continued to stare at Randeng and the others.

Yang Jian smiled and said, "What are you waiting for? Kill yourself. "

Ci Hang sighed softly and said gently, "We're all from the same sect. Why do we have to make such a fuss? After we enter the Western Sect, if Chanism is in danger, we will naturally do our best to help. "

"Heh." The Huanglong Daoist pursed her lips. "From what Junior Sister Ci Hang means, you're going to leave on your own today, right?"

Ju Liusun also said, "We came here today to report this matter to Teacher."

"I see," Yang Jian replied. He wanted to say a few more words and force them into a dead end, but he suddenly felt that it was meaningless.

They were not on the same path as the disciples of Chanism. It was useless to force them to stay.

Yang Jian said, "Since everyone wants to report this matter to Grandmaster today, why don't you stay here and wait for Grandmaster to return before making a decision?"

"We can't wait," Randeng said. "There has to be an outcome today."

Chijing Zi snorted. "Usually, when our sect is in trouble, I don't see you being so anxious. Today, you want to betray the sect. Can't you wait a moment?"

Randeng shook his head. "This is not an apostasy. It's just that we want to change places to cultivate."

"That's right!" Daoist Ci Hang hurriedly said, "Teacher is still Teacher. It's just that we have changed places to cultivate …"

Yang Jian said coldly, "Although your words are pleasant to hear, but after you leave this place today, you will change your words and slander my sect. What then?"

"That will definitely not happen." Ju Liusun pondered for a while. "We can swear a Heavenly Dao oath that we will not be enemies with Chanism in the future. We will not say anything that will slander Chanism."

"You make it sound nice!" Perfected Taiyi cursed. "If you leave Kunlun Mountain today, all living beings in the world will see the Jade Void Palace as a joke! Why are you wasting time talking to them? Just fight! "

Daoist Zhun Ti's eyes were filled with darkness.

Perhaps because he had been humiliated by Yu Ding and Yang Jian, the Sage wanted to regain some face today. At this moment, he spoke again on the cloud.

"If anyone obstructs to to enter the Western Sect today, they will be an enemy of the Sect."

"Fellow Daoists," said angrily, "Zhun Ti, to, has. is.

A sword beam shot up from the door of the hall and slashed at Zhun Ti. Perfected Taiyi was furious. Many numinous treasures floated around him, and streams of light shot towards Zhun Ti!

He attacked at the slightest disagreement, and Perfected Taiyi attacked the only Saint there!

The dozen streams of light stopped a thousand feet in front of Zhun Ti and fell straight down. Zhun Ti flicked his sleeve and Perfected Taiyi spat out a mouthful of blood. The immortal light around him trembled and he fell down!

The ten-odd streams of light stopped a thousand feet in front of Zhun Ti and fell straight down. Zhun Ti flicked his sleeve and Perfected Taiyi spat out a mouthful of blood. The immortal light around him trembled and he fell down.

"Uncle-Master!"

Yang Jian cried out involuntarily. Before he could take a step forward, Perfected Yu Ding had already disappeared.

When he appeared again, Yuding had already caught Perfected Taiyi. He raised his hand and tapped the dent in Perfected Taiyi's chest dozens of times. Then, he turned to look at Daoist Zhun Ti.

Chi Jingzi and Huanglong Daoist came together and caught Perfected Taiyi. Huanglong Daoist glared at Zhun Ti and lowered her head obediently. She quickly landed in the hall with Taiyi.

"How dare you attack a Saint!" Heavenly Lord Manjusri Guangfa looked at the unconscious Perfected Taiyi and sneered. "You really don't know your limits."

"Do you know the immensity of heaven and earth?" Yang Jian replied coldly. He grabbed a long spear that was full of cracks, and his eyes were surging with fighting spirit.

Even if his incarnation could not fight for long, Yang Jian was still confident that he could defeat Manjusri.

"Disciple-Nephew Yang Jian, retreat for now."

Hiroshige's voice sounded. Yang Jian looked a little indignant, but he could only stop in his tracks and did not say anything.

Outside the Jade Void Palace, Yuding Zhenren and Daoist Zhun Ti faced each other from afar. Although the two of them did not attack, they seemed to be fighting with Dao laws.

Randeng said, "Why don't we let today's matter rest? We'll leave now."

Hiroshige remained silent and frowned as he looked at Randeng.

Obviously, Guang Chengzi was still unable to make up his mind between fighting or not fighting and staying or not staying.

In fact, it was because Hiroshige was a little afraid of the hidden Deputy Sect Master Randeng. If Hiroshige was 100% confident, he would definitely not let the Western Sect pee on their heads today.

However, no matter how Hiroshige deduced in his heart, if a battle broke out today, even if he could leave Randeng and the others behind, Chanism would still have to pay a huge price.

With such a loss, Chan School might end up like Jie School and be lonely for a night.

Hiroshige looked at Yang Jian from the corner of his eye and seemed to sigh in his heart.

If Yang Jian's true body was there and not an incarnation, he would not have to worry so much.

Ju Liusun suddenly said, "Eldest Senior Brother, actually, we have something that's difficult to say. It's not convenient for us to tell you today."

Hiroshige looked at Yang Jian again. Yang Jian rolled his eyes helplessly. He felt that his Uncle-Master was using him as a spokesperson for the Jade Void Palace.

"Oh?" Yang Jian took a step forward. "What's the difficulty?"

As he spoke, Yang Jian placed his hands behind his back. His left hand was wrapped in Xuanqi. No one knew what he was doing.

Ju Liusun sighed. "Since it's difficult to say, I can't tell you, Disciple-Nephew. Disciple-Nephew is no longer the same as before. His Mysterious Arts are superb, and his cultivation level is far above ours. If we do anything to endanger Chanism in the future, you can come and take our heads! "

"Are you serious?"

"Of course."

Yang Jian cupped his hands at Ju Liusun and took a step back. He stood obediently behind Hiroshige and played with the Shadow-Retaining Ball in his hand.

Ju Liusun could only smile bitterly when he saw this, but he did not say anything.

"Junior Brother Yuding, come back. Don't offend the Saints."

Hiroshige let out a long sigh and slowly closed his eyes, covering his unusually complicated gaze.

When the disciples of Chanism saw this, they immediately knew what Hiroshige's decision was. One by one, they hurriedly tried to persuade him. They all said that the reputation of the Saints of Chanism must not be tarnished. Today, they must protect the dignity of Chanism even if blood was spilled in Kunlun.

However, Hiroshige still waved his hand at Dipang and the others. He said, "Go. From today onwards, the Jade Void Palace will remove your names. You can no longer call yourselves disciples of Chanism!"

After taking a breath, Hiroshige opened his eyes. There was a threatening brilliance in his eyes!

"If you dare to do anything to tarnish the name of the Jade Void Palace in the future and damage the dignity of the Jade Void Palace, the Jade Void Palace will not forgive you!"

"Senior Brother!"

"If we let them go today …"

"This matter has been decided!" Hiroshige suppressed his anger and growled. Many disciples were so angry that they threw down the weapons in their hands. Some even turned around and left.

Dipang put his palms together and bowed. Manjusri's expression was indifferent as he swept his gaze across the faces of the disciples.

The other disciples all bowed to the jade statue of the Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning and then followed behind Dipang and walked out of the hall.

One step, two steps.

The disciples of Chanism became more and more depressed. It was as if there were balls of flames in their hearts that they had no choice but to release.

When Yang Jian saw this, although he wanted to, he did not know how to let his fellow disciples vent …

He had only entered Chanism for a short period of time. His feelings for Chanism were definitely not as deep as most of the disciples of Chanism there. However, he still had the urge to protect the dignity of Chanism with all his might.

However, Yang Jian continued to control himself and endure it. That was because he knew Hiroshige's concerns and the schemes of the Saints.

If the battle today really broke out, Chanism would be half-destroyed. If the combat power that would face the true Great Tribulation in the future was greatly damaged, it would be a huge loss to the Primordial World.

The experts of Jie School were protected by the God roll. If there was another battle between the two sects, without the protection of the God roll, how could they make up for the fallen combat power?

Red Essence and the others chased to the door of the hall. Dipang had already led a total of sixty to seventy people into the sky and met up with Zhun Ti.

In the hall, Yang Jian looked at Hiroshige, who was standing there silently but seemed to have aged in an instant. He said in a low voice, "Uncle-Master, hurry up and issue the declaration. Don't let them get ahead of us."

"Declaration?"

Hiroshige was clearly a little flustered and asked Yang Jian.

Yang Jian said, "The Saint's declaration will expel them from the Dao Sect."

"That's not a bad idea." Hiroshige forced a smile and took out a blank declaration from his chest pocket. He deliberated for a while, but he could not put his pen down a few times. Hence, he handed the declaration to Yang Jian.

"Disciple-Nephew, write it."

Yang Jian nodded and pointed at the declaration. He quickly wrote a few lines of words and raised the declaration.

Bang …

A long and heavy bell rang between heaven and earth, and it could be heard in every corner of the Three Realms. A declaration letter floated between heaven and earth, and any cultivator with some cultivation base would know the contents of the declaration letter with just a thought.

This declaration really made the Three Realms tremble a few times.

Four of the original twelve Golden Immortals of Chanism, the Deputy Sect Master of Chanism, more than ten second-generation disciples, and more than fifty third-generation disciples were all removed from the Jade Void Palace.

However, a moment later, another declaration flew out from the west. The sound of bells echoed in the world. It was the declaration issued by Saint Zhun Ti. He described the cultivators of the Dao Sect who had been expelled as knowledgeable people who had chosen a good tree to nest in.

At that moment, the rumors of the Western Sect's prosperity spread.

Regardless of the impact on Chanism, the Western Sect's goal of using that to create momentum had finally been achieved.

In the Jade Void Palace, one-third of the seats were removed. The immortals quarreled non-stop, saying that they wanted to settle scores with the Western Sect.

However, the most important figures, Hiroshige, Yuding, and the others, did not say anything.

Yang Jian was concerned about the battle on the other side. After staying for a few hours, he left and returned to the garrison at the mouth of the Guan River.

The Western Sect began to be unrestrained. That would definitely attract the dissatisfaction of the Three Pure Ones. In that case …

"There should be a matter of turning into a Buddha soon."

Yang Jian muttered softly and thought about what he could do about that matter. However, he felt that he should just watch over those matters. After all, he would not start a war directly.

He could vaguely sense that his main body had been "carried" by Ao Xinke. It seemed that there was no battle. Yang Jian had just sat down and was about to return to his main body when he heard a few shouts from the Celestial Court.

A few third-generation disciples of Chanism who had not appeared earlier and were working in the Celestial Court descended from the clouds.

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