The air around suddenly shaking, and the clear sound from the sound broke Gong Yang Zhen's words.

Yan Jiu looked up and found that the empty tables and chairs around him were now full, and in front of him were several old Taoists, all with extraordinary momentum.

There was only one person who got up from the ground in a mess.

It was this man who had just bumped into the barrier set by Yan Jiu and flew out.

Now, while climbing up, he cursed and said, "Who is the demon? He actually has such a magic trick..."

After hearing his words, the other old sects stared at Yan Jiu and Gong Yang Zhen with alertness.

As soon as the spiritual power dispersed, a barrier that was invisible to the naked eye was revoked by Yan Jiu.

"You two, what are you talking about here? Could it be the spy who got in?" The old Taoist, who accidentally touched the barrier and fell into the trap, pointed at Gong Yang Zhen and Yan Jiu and shouted loudly.

All the old Taoists glared at Yang Zhen. As for Yan Jiu, because he looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, he was naturally ignored by them as his juniors.

"That's right, when they saw them coming in, I felt tight. I was secretly using magic tricks in public just now, so I had to ask carefully." The old Taoist who looked unkind when Yan Jiu and Gong Yang Zhen came in also spoke.

"Senior Brother Tianxiong said this, that's right." The Taoist priest who was knocked over pointed at Gong Yang Zhen and said, "All you all here are good friends of the sects in the world, but do you know these two people?"

Before, the disciples of the sect who were sitting scattered on the tables and chairs around shook their heads.

Someone said: "If you don't know fellow Taoists from Wudang Mountain, how can we know each other?"

After his words fell, the people around him agreed.

"Maybe some small sect came to the border to serve the country." The voice was a little weak in the corner, but it still spoke.

"No, there are sects in this world that fellow Taoist Tianxiong does not know? It is absolutely impossible." Someone immediately refuted.

Tianxiong over there heard this and showed a smug smile on his face, looking at Gong Yang Zhen and Yan Jiu.

The people who had been suppressed for Yan Jiu and Gong Yang's true voice were suppressed and there was no sound again.

Seeing the two of them silent, the group of old Taoists standing next to them looked even more gloomy.

The Taoist priest who fell to the barrier was even more eager, and pointed forward at Gong Yang Zhen's nose and said, "Dao Master is asking you. If you don't answer, don't blame Dao Master for dealing with you according to the rules of dealing with spies."

Gong Yang Zhen looked at Yan Jiu, and Yan Jiu nodded invisibly.

"roll!"

The Yang really looks like the same face as the husband Yang, without any aggressiveness, but this is said, with his innate power.

The sound was like a real sound wave, sweeping directly towards the old Taoist in front of him.

"Bang."

The sound wave hit the old Taoist body, and directly knocked the old Taoist backward for a few steps, and then mixed it on the corner of the table behind, and the whole person actually rolled out.

"I'm really obedient." Gong Yang Zhen looked at the Taoist priest getting up again in embarrassment, his face full of smiles.

Some people around him also found it funny to see the Taoist priests rolling up as they rolled out.

But these Taoist priests are Shandong branches of the Wudang Daotong. Offending them is equivalent to offending the Wudang Daotong.

Many people smiled helplessly, and some even lowered their heads and their faces turned red.

"Bang."

Taoist Tianxiong, who was talking before, slapped the table and stood up suddenly.

"Wudang Daotong, the disciple Tianxiong, who sat down with Guiyuan Dao of Shandong branch, dared to ask sir, which sect, which sect?" Tianxiong had a wink.

Seeing that Gong Yang was really not under the power of his master Guiyuan Dao, he immediately began to interrogate the sects.

"I have heard of the Shandong branch of the Wudang Daotong, but I have never heard of the Guiyuan Dao." Gong Yang Zhen thought seriously and said.

When Tianxiong saw that Gong Yang Zhen had answered something wrong, his face changed and he became angry.

But Gong Yang Zhen asked, "Xuan Chizi, what are you doing in your Shandong branch?"

"Ah!" Taoist Tianxiong was stunned for a moment and said, "Master Xuan Chizi is the head of my Shandong Taoist throne. You can also mention his name at will?"

Upon hearing this, Gong Yang Zhen nodded and said, "Yes, he should have climbed to the position of the branch master in the past few years."

"Don't pretend to be Dao Master. I can't tell you the story today. Don't blame us for joining us and splitting up your corpses." A Taoist priest with thick eyebrows and big eyes slapped the table beside Tianxiong.

Gong Yang Zhen looked at the old Taoist and was about to speak when he heard a man outside scolding loudly: "Tianba, don't talk nonsense."

With the sound, a Taoist walked in from the door.

This Taoist man was wearing a gossip robe and a long sword behind his back. He walked calmly.

Yan Jiu looked over and felt a ray of true energy lingering on the old Taoist body, and he had obviously entered the ranks of internal martial artists.

As soon as the old Taoist appeared, the arrogant Taoist priests bowed and shouted to the master.

Immediately, a quick-talking person told the situation here to the old Taoist.

The old Taoist turned his face and looked at Gong Yang Zhen and Yan Jiu, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

The feeling that Yang really gave him was unfathomable, and the old Taoist couldn't help but shrink his pupils slightly.

As for Yan Jiu, the old Taoist did not see anything special in him, thinking that he was just an ordinary young man of fifteen or sixteen, and ignored him directly.

"This donor, is the head of my Shandong branch?" asked the old Taoist.

"I've had a fight." Gong Yang Zhen smiled. Judging from the meaning, it was obvious that he had fought with Xuan Chizi.

"Oh, I am Guiyuan Dao, I don't know which sect and what sect I am with?" Guiyuan Dao and his disciples had the same routine.

Gong Yang Zhen looked at Yan Jiu and saw that Yan Jiu looked like he was not caring, so he smiled and said, "I am a member of the Blood Sect."

"Blood Gate?"

Many people were confused when they heard about the Blood Sect.

Only a few disciples from the Jianghu sect have heard of the title of the Blood Sect, but they are still vague.

However, those Taoist disciples suddenly opened their eyes wide.

Guiyuan Dao also took a step back and looked at Gong Yang Zhen.

Others don’t know that as a disciple of Xuan Chizi, a disciple of the Shandong branch of the Wudang Daotong, he naturally knew the past of the Blood Sect.

"Are you a person in the Blood Sect?" Gui Yuandao's voice couldn't help but rise octave higher, and the sword behind him suddenly jumped out halfway.

The room was filled with coldness when the sword light shone.

Gong Yang Zhen's face remained unchanged, and he looked at Gui Yuandao and smiled: "You are just an internal martial artist, and you dare to draw your sword in front of me?"

"Evil demons and heretics, everyone can kill them. What's more, we defenders?" Gui Yuandao shouted loudly. He believed that with his reputation, everyone would definitely be able to take down Yang Zhen.

Sure enough, when Taoist priests around heard this, they stood up and drew their swords.

"Child, you are not well-informed in the world. I think you were deceived by this sheep-faced man into entering the blood sect. Come here and draw a clear line with him. My sect will not kill innocent people." Gui Yuandao looked at Yan Jiu and said loudly.

This was so righteous that many people around him applauded.

Some people followed Guiyuan Dao's words and advised Yan Jiu to leave immediately and not get involved in the blood sect's struggle.

Yan Jiu was a little helpless, and he didn't expect that the reputation of the Blood Sect was so bad.

He has been hiding for thousands of years, and as soon as he appears, someone will be drawn toward him.

With a cough, Yan Jiu stood up.

Everyone thought he would leave Yang Zhen.

But he heard him say, "I can't live without it. The poison of the blood sect in me is too deep."
Chapter completed!