Chapter 1257
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Taiyidaozong, zongzhufeng.
At this time, in front of the Grand Hall of the patriarch, countless disciples were busy, setting a grand ceremony in front of the grand hall.
In the center of the main hall of the patriarch, he Xuanji was dressed in a crown and sitting in a dangerous position.
Although he was sitting on the first seat, if he looked closely at the position of he Xuanji, he Xuanji was still a little short.
On top of him, Xu xiangtian sat in awe.
"The son, the Lord, the guests have been waiting outside for a long time." A disciple came up and whispered.
Xu snorted to Tianleng and waved his hand: "let them wait outside more. This group of bitches should kill their spirit."
At this time, Xu xiangtian was wearing a golden brocade, very powerful.
The disciple immediately ran out to preach.
He Xuanji frowned and said, "God, why don't you go out and meet them? Although these people are only the subordinate forces of taiyizong, they should be made friends with each other
Xu xiangtian eyebrows a pick, sneer: "a group of mole ants, I do not need to make friends with them."
In the past, when Xu xiangtian was still a Taoist, he would make gestures and often communicate with these small and medium-sized sects.
But now, he doesn't need to pose.
He is the son.
It is superior to all the experts in the ice field, and above ten thousand people under one person.
Why is he wasting his energy to perform hypocritical performances for the support of those people?
Just then, there was a loud noise outside the door.
"What's going on out there?" He Xuanji exclaimed.
A disciple ran in from outside and said in a panic: "it's senior brother Han Zhuo. He has to see the son. We dare not stop him."
He Xuanji frowned: "let him in."
Han Zhuo soon arrived in the hall and saw Xu xiangtian in the sky.
"Xu xiangtian, did you send someone to arrest the people of Xiufeng and qiankunfeng?" Han Zhuo asked.
Because he supported Lu Yu, he Xuanji disqualified him from the holy land.
Han Zhuo, however, did not fall into depression, but madly accepted the task and went out to temper himself.
He had just finished his task and came back from the outside. He immediately heard that Xu xiangtian had instructed the tianxingfeng people to arrest the inner disciples who had met with Lu Yu.
He Xuanji patted the table: "how can you talk to your senior brother? Don't admit your mistake!"
Han Zhuo gritted his teeth and said, "father, do you know what Xu xiangtian has done! There are so many disciples. What mistakes have they made? They will be caught in the prison and imprisoned! "
He Xuanji denounced angrily: "there is no part for you to speak here. Don't get out of here."
"Master, wait a minute."
Xu raised his head to the sky and looked contemptuously at Han Zhuo: "yes, I did these things. What can you do with me?"
"I am the son, and what are you to come here to question me?"
Han Zhuo didn't get angry but laughed: "since the son has already started, why don't you just arrest me. If you drive Fang Yun away, you just want to cover the sky in taiyizong. Now, it's your best mobile phone
"Enough!"
He Xuanji stood up slowly, went to Han Zhuo and clapped it with one hand.
Han Zhuo didn't expect that it would be his adoptive father who was caught off guard and flew to the ground, spitting blood.
"At the beginning, I have paid back what I owe your father for so many years. I am no longer your father. Go away." He Xuanji was disappointed.
Why can't this kid understand the situation?
Is it the opportunistic and precarious young master of the flying snow sect to be trusted, or is Xu xiangtian, his disciple, the Holy Son of Bingyu, to be trusted?
Obviously, he Xuanji's balance is more inclined to the latter.
As for Lu Yu, he Xuanji has always maintained his disdain.
This boy has been protected by countless strong men, but he is just lucky.
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Taiyidaozong, zongzhufeng.
At this time, in front of the Grand Hall of the patriarch, countless disciples were busy, setting a grand ceremony in front of the grand hall.
In the center of the main hall of the patriarch, he Xuanji was dressed in a crown and sitting in a dangerous position.
Although he was sitting on the first seat, if he looked closely at the position of he Xuanji, he Xuanji was still a little short.
On top of him, Xu xiangtian sat in awe.
"The son, the Lord, the guests have been waiting outside for a long time." A disciple came up and whispered.
Xu snorted to Tianleng and waved his hand: "let them wait outside more. This group of bitches should kill their spirit."
At this time, Xu xiangtian was wearing a golden brocade, very powerful.
The disciple immediately ran out to preach.
He Xuanji frowned and said, "God, why don't you go out and meet them? Although these people are only the subordinate forces of taiyizong, they should be made friends with each other
Xu xiangtian eyebrows a pick, sneer: "a group of mole ants, I do not need to make friends with them."
In the past, when Xu xiangtian was still a Taoist, he would make gestures and often communicate with these small and medium-sized sects.
But now, he doesn't need to pose.
He is the son.
It is superior to all the experts in the ice field, and above ten thousand people under one person.
Why is he wasting his energy to perform hypocritical performances for the support of those people?
Just then, there was a loud noise outside the door.
"What's going on out there?" He Xuanji exclaimed.
A disciple ran in from outside and said in a panic: "it's senior brother Han Zhuo. He has to see the son. We dare not stop him."
He Xuanji frowned: "let him in."
Han Zhuo soon arrived in the hall and saw Xu xiangtian in the sky.
"Xu xiangtian, did you send someone to arrest the people of Xiufeng and qiankunfeng?" Han Zhuo asked.
Because he supported Lu Yu, he Xuanji disqualified him from the holy land.
Han Zhuo, however, did not fall into depression, but madly accepted the task and went out to temper himself.
He had just finished his task and came back from the outside. He immediately heard that Xu xiangtian had instructed the tianxingfeng people to arrest the inner disciples who had met with Lu Yu.
He Xuanji patted the table: "how can you talk to your senior brother? Don't admit your mistake!"
Han Zhuo gritted his teeth and said, "father, do you know what Xu xiangtian has done! There are so many disciples. What mistakes have they made? They will be caught in the prison and imprisoned! "
He Xuanji denounced angrily: "there is no part for you to speak here. Don't get out of here."
"Master, wait a minute."
Xu raised his head to the sky and looked contemptuously at Han Zhuo: "yes, I did these things. What can you do with me?"
"I am the son, and what are you to come here to question me?"
Han Zhuo didn't get angry but laughed: "since the son has already started, why don't you just arrest me. If you drive Fang Yun away, you just want to cover the sky in taiyizong. Now, it's your best mobile phone
"Enough!"
He Xuanji stood up slowly, went to Han Zhuo and clapped it with one hand.
Han Zhuo didn't expect that it would be his adoptive father who was caught off guard and flew to the ground, spitting blood.
"At the beginning, I have paid back what I owe your father for so many years. I am no longer your father. Go away." He Xuanji was disappointed.
Why can't this kid understand the situation?
Is it the opportunistic and precarious young master of the flying snow sect to be trusted, or is Xu xiangtian, his disciple, the Holy Son of Bingyu, to be trusted?
Obviously, he Xuanji's balance is more inclined to the latter.
As for Lu Yu, he Xuanji has always maintained his disdain.
This boy has been protected by countless strong men, but he is just lucky.
Taiyidaozong, zongzhufeng. At this time, in front of the Grand Hall of the patriarch, countless disciples were busy, setting a grand ceremony in front of the grand hall. In the center of the main hall of the patriarch, he Xuanji was dressed in a crown and sitting in a dangerous position. Although he was sitting on the first seat, if he looked closely at the position of he Xuanji, he Xuanji was still a little short. On top of him, Xu xiangtian sat in awe. "The son, the Lord, the guests have been waiting outside for a long time." A disciple came up and whispered. Xu snorted to Tianleng and waved his hand: "let them wait outside more. This group of bitches should kill their spirit." At this time, Xu xiangtian was wearing a golden brocade, very powerful. The disciple immediately ran out to preach. He Xuanji frowned and said, "God, why don't you go out and meet them? Although these people are only the subordinate forces of taiyizong, they should be made friends with each other Xu xiangtian eyebrows a pick, sneer: "a group of mole ants, I do not need to make friends with them." In the past, when Xu xiangtian was still a Taoist, he would make gestures and often communicate with these small and medium-sized sects. But now, he doesn't need to pose. He is the son. It is superior to all the experts in the ice field, and above ten thousand people under one person. Why is he wasting his energy to perform hypocritical performances for the support of those people? Just then, there was a loud noise outside the door. "What's going on out there?" He Xuanji exclaimed. A disciple ran in from outside and said in a panic: "it's senior brother Han Zhuo. He has to see the son. We dare not stop him." He Xuanji frowned: "let him in." Han Zhuo soon arrived in the hall and saw Xu xiangtian in the sky. "Xu xiangtian, did you send someone to arrest the people of Xiufeng and qiankunfeng?" Han Zhuo asked. Because he supported Lu Yu, he Xuanji disqualified him from the holy land. Han Zhuo, however, did not fall into depression, but madly accepted the task and went out to temper himself. He had just finished his task and came back from the outside. He immediately heard that Xu xiangtian had instructed the tianxingfeng people to arrest the inner disciples who had met with Lu Yu. He Xuanji patted the table: "how can you talk to your senior brother? Don't admit your mistake!" Han Zhuo gritted his teeth and said, "father, do you know what Xu xiangtian has done! There are so many disciples. What mistakes have they made? They will be caught in the prison and imprisoned! " He Xuanji denounced angrily: "there is no part for you to speak here. Don't get out of here." "Master, wait a minute." Xu raised his head to the sky and looked contemptuously at Han Zhuo: "yes, I did these things. What can you do with me?" "I am the son, and what are you to come here to question me?" Han Zhuo didn't get angry but laughed: "since the son has already started, why don't you just arrest me. If you drive Fang Yun away, you just want to cover the sky in taiyizong. Now, it's your best mobile phone "Enough!" He Xuanji stood up slowly, went to Han Zhuo and clapped it with one hand. Han Zhuo didn't expect that it would be his adoptive father who was caught off guard and flew to the ground, spitting blood. "At the beginning, I have paid back what I owe your father for so many years. I am no longer your father. Go away." He Xuanji was disappointed. Why can't this kid understand the situation? Is it the opportunistic and precarious young master of the flying snow sect to be trusted, or is Xu xiangtian, his disciple, the Holy Son of Bingyu, to be trusted? Obviously, he Xuanji's balance is more inclined to the latter. As for Lu Yu, he Xuanji has always maintained his disdain. This boy has been protected by countless strong men, but he is just lucky.
