Chapter 578: Plot (3)
Hearing the shouting and cursing, Bai Zhu, Bai Xuanyue, and all the top leaders of Jianmen all looked extremely ugly.
They are all the new generation of Jianmen born after the catastrophe 30,000 years ago. Their growth process is precisely the beautiful stage when Jianmen stood tall and majestic in Yuanlingtian, high above all else, unparalleled in the world.
During the past thirty thousand years, wherever the disciples of Jianmen passed by, everyone bowed their heads; wherever the orders of Jianmen reached, the heroes obeyed.
He looks down on everyone and looks down on all directions.
All the disciples of Jianmen have a wonderful feeling as if they are drunk. This feeling has been lingering in their hearts since they were born, or from the moment they joined Jianmen .
Have they ever thought that one day, they would be cursed in person by so many cultivators from Yuan Lingtian?
What did they do wrong?
They did nothing!
Why did it turn out like this?
In the midst of his busy schedule, Bai Zhu glared fiercely at Li Yu, Luo Tian, Yuan Miaoer, and Zuo Qiuhui!
He had already used the most severe attitude and issued orders to the elders of the four families, ordering them to find the missing great elder... But the top leaders of the four families withstood Bai Zhu's pressure. Until the Jianmen army set out, the great elder with the highest cultivation and the longest seniority in their family still did not return.
In one word - 'Can't get in touch'!
Bai Zhu sent a message to the elders of the four families at the same time: "Did you see that? Our Jianmen's reputation has been ruined... If you still can't work together to maintain our Jianmen's prestige, then our Jianmen's 30,000 years of glory will be destroyed in an instant!"
Li Yu and others remained silent.
Looking at the countless monks shouting wildly in all directions, their faces were as gloomy as water, and no one could tell what they were thinking.
The 30,000 years of glory of Jianmen?
That’s right, thirty thousand years of glory, but this glory belongs to the Bai family.
In this case, such glory will be ruined, right? Apart from the Bai family, they can create their own glorious era... They are confident that they can do it, and they are doing it!
In the Senluo Sect's formation, Zhou Chuzi was still shouting, "Elder Bai Zhu, can you tell me what I did wrong that made you draw your sword and kill me without a word? Although my life is worthless, you can't kill me without teaching me, right?"
Bai Zhu took a deep, deep, deep breath.
With one breath, he absorbed all the spiritual energy and Taoist rhyme within a hundred thousand miles of his body. The void in front of everyone's eyes twisted, and tiny spatial cracks extended from Bai Zhu's mouth and nose, and in an instant extended to all directions, appearing beside countless cultivators.
The many monks who were shouting and cursing suddenly shut up.
They stared in horror at the tiny black space cracks around them, which were millions of times thinner than a hair, but clearly visible to the naked eye. They were trembling with fear and speechless.
The structure of the heaven and earth in Yuanling Heaven is extremely stable, and the flying speed of the cultivators is greatly hindered. Breaking through the air and teleporting is almost a legend for the cultivators in Yuanling Heaven. As for breaking the spatial structure of Yuanling Heaven and causing a spatial crack in the void, this is something that only the great masters in the Heavenly Man Realm can do.
There were some monks who didn't believe in evil and secretly took out various magic weapons and scratched the tiny cracks in the space around them.
The magic weapon was torn apart, and these unbelieving guys spat out blood, and their faces turned pale instantly.
A streak of purple sword light rose from Bai Zhu's side, and in an instant it was ten thousand feet long, like a giant dragon entwined around him, and an intense chill penetrated the sky. Countless cultivators howled miserably at the mere sight of this extremely sharp sword light.
Except for the Half-step Heaven Realm, and a few powerful Illuminating Void Realm masters with strong cultivation and solid foundation, other cultivators felt a sharp pain in their eyes just by looking at Bai Zhu's sword light that contained infinite anger. Their eyeballs and souls were seriously injured by the invisible sword intent. The cultivators suddenly closed their eyes, and blood spurted out from the corners of their eyes.
"Why should I explain to you guys what I did?" Bai Zhu had a pagoda on his head and a sword map under his feet, three precious beads and two precious mirrors hovering around him, and a huge picture of mountains and rivers behind him emitting rolling spiritual light that illuminated all directions. He was armed to the teeth with various spiritual treasures.
He looked at Zhou Chuzi and sneered, "If I were here, you would still dare to complain endlessly... If my grandfather was here, would you still dare to make a fuss?"
Zhou Chuzi sneered at Bai Zhu without showing any weakness: "You are not the Supreme back then... Moreover, the Supreme back then saved the entire Yuanlingtian cultivation world from the catastrophe with just one sword. He has infinite merits and is naturally admired by all. And you, Bai Zhu, besides being the grandson of the Supreme, have you made any contributions to Yuanlingtian and the huge cultivation world?"
Zhou Chuzi said coldly: "What right do you have to kill us at will?"
Bai Zhu flicked the purple sword light beside him and said coldly, "Put aside those imaginary principles. With the sword in my hand, you must let me kill and give life to you, take whatever you want!"
Zhou Chuzi laughed wildly: "My fellow Taoists, did you see clearly? Did you hear clearly? This is the true face of Jianmen! Hahaha, he thinks he is strong enough, he doesn't need any reason, he doesn't need any evidence, he can kill us at will!"
Zhou Chuzi shouted at the top of his lungs: "We are cultivators, but are we your Jianmen family slaves?"
Many of the Senluo Sect's spies shouted in unison: "We are the monks, but are we your Jianmen family slaves?"
Bai Zhu roared loudly, suppressing the roars of countless cultivators at the same time: "In my eyes, you are not even as good as my Jianmen family slaves!"
The whole place was in dead silence. Then, countless people forced their bleeding eyes open and pointed at Bai Zhu, cursing loudly.
In the high sky, there was a faint black cloud gathering. The black cloud slowly rotated and condensed into a cloud vortex that looked like an eyeball. In the extremely high sky, it overlooked the earth from a high position, and the core position of its "sight" fell exactly on Bai Zhu.
Lu Yu raised his head and took a deep look at the faint vortex of clouds.
Among so many cultivators present, he was the only one who sensed the formation of the vortex and felt its "spying" because of the sharp warning from the three-eyed divine image in his mind.
Yuan Lingtian's consciousness of heaven and earth was counterattacking Bai Zhu.
Bai Zhu entered a strange state similar to being possessed by a demon. His cultivation did not change at all, but his state of mind was unbalanced. His consciousness was affected by some strange power and entered a state that was absolutely not right and absolutely abnormal.
The backlash from heaven and earth can be big or small, and all kinds of strange situations may occur.
Bai Zhu's condition often occurs in the late stages of many secular dynasties and in the kings of these dynasties. The various manifestations of the so-called "stupid rulers" are exactly the same as Bai Zhu's current performance.
Everyone in the world is pointing at him and he is his enemy.
As soon as Bai Zhu said those words just now, countless sects in Yuanlingtian were completely separated from Jianmen!
Under normal circumstances, even if Bai Zhu was a pig, he would not say such outrageous and inappropriate words. Even if he really thought so in his heart, he would not be stupid enough to say such words.
But he really said that.
"What happened?" Jie Yin Tou Tuo murmured to himself, "Jianmen's luck is fading... No, someone is forcibly dividing Jianmen's luck. They... made Jianmen lose the protection of Tianxin, so that Jianmen is in trouble!"
Jie Yin Tou Tuo had made some achievements in divination.
He also noticed that something was wrong with Bai Zhu, but no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't figure out what had happened in Jianmen.
Lu Yi nodded gently: "No matter what happened, this is a good thing!"
Bai Zhu laughed wildly and slashed at Zhou Chuzi with his sword: "The alliance between Senluo Sect and Changsheng Sect is an evil plot and a vain attempt to bring chaos to the world... As the master of Yuanlingtian, I, Jianmen, should restore order and make all of you ambitious villains die!"
As the sword light fell, tens of thousands of flying towers in the Senluo Sect's formation lit up at the same time.
Layers of rosy clouds, streaks of auspicious mist, and flag gates swaying in the wind above the spiritual clouds. An extremely agile and gigantic force spread out in all directions, forcibly flattening the void torn by Bai Zhu, and the cracks in space continued to disappear.
The purple sword light fell and hit the Senluo Sect's formation heavily.
This is not the mountain protection formation that the Senluo Sect has been operating for 30,000 years. It is just a defensive formation temporarily set up by the disciples when they are traveling outside, so its strength is limited.
As the sword fell, the rosy clouds were torn apart and the auspicious mist was shattered. On the small spiritual cloud, countless flag gates were torn into pieces by the sword light. Hundreds of floating pavilions were completely destroyed by the uncast sword intent. The faces of the Senluo sect disciples in the pavilions turned horrible. They used their escape techniques one by one and fled in all directions in a panic.
With just one strike of the sword, a corner of the Senluo Sect's formation was chopped into pieces by Bai Zhu.
Zhou Chuzi hissed, "This old villain is extremely vicious, Lord Lu, please come to the rescue!"
Blood shadows danced wildly in the sky. Lu Yu laughed loudly: "Old Bai Zhu, your opponent is me! Come, come, come, let's get close. By the way, take a look at this newly refined blood-transforming magic knife. Compared with your natal flying sword, is it stronger or weaker?"
Lu Yu flipped his right hand, and a strangely shaped scimitar appeared out of thin air. He waved his right hand, and a beam of blood gushed out, hitting Bai Zhu's sword light heavily.
With a loud bang, the void shook, and Lu Yu and Bai Zhu's bodies shook at the same time.
Bai Zhu sneered, "Today is different from last time. I have brought countless disciples from Jianmen with me. Don't even think about outnumbering me and besieging me!"
Bai Zhu shouted sternly: "My fellow disciples, follow me and subdue the demons!"
Countless Jianmen disciples of the Bai clan shouted in unison and transformed into long rainbows, rushing towards the Senluo clan's formation and the Changsheng clan's military formation.
But when Li Yu whistled, the disciples of the four families headed by Li Yu suppressed the sword light at the same time and retreated step by step.
Bai Zhu turned back suddenly and said angrily: "Li Yu, what do you want to do?"
Li Yu drooped his eyelids and said quietly, "We are unwilling to fight an unjust war... Great Elder, you are doing what is wrong and wantonly... We are unwilling to obey your orders."
Bai Zhu stared at Li Yu and others in astonishment.
Lu Yu had already rushed forward with wild laughter, and the sky was filled with sword lights like snow, which fell all over Bai Zhu.
