Pretending To Be a Holy Place, I Was Signed For a Thousand Years

   Chapter 79 The dead are not qualified to know the name of this envoy

   At this moment, the Taoist priest moved, stepped forward and said: "Everyone, the poor Taoist is the Qinghui of Zhuoguangshan Lingshu, I don't know if there is any misunderstanding here?"

   Hearing these words, the people from Yijianmen were stunned.

   Immediately, Wu Ming laughed and said: "You guys are really stubborn, you even want to pretend to be the Taoist priest of Qinghui!"

   "I'm afraid you don't know, that Qing Hui Daoist is now the supreme elder of the Qiongyu Sword Sect! And the master of my Yijian Sect, Sun Buer, is from the Qiongyu Sword Sect!"

   "We are all peripheral disciples of Qiongyu Sword Sect, how could we not recognize our own Supreme Elder!"

   Zhang Ming couldn't help but look weird, this Yijianmen is the spokesperson of Qiongyu Sword Sect in the mortal world?

  The surrounding disciples also laughed.

   However, the disciple standing beside Wu Ming felt more and more wrong as he looked at it, and took out a picture scroll from his arms.

   "Senior brother, do you want to stop watching?"

   This is a portrait of the newly appointed Taishang elder who has rushed from Qiongyu Mountain to Nanling City in recent days.

  Wu Ming took the portrait and said with a smile, "What are you looking at, how can I still admit mistakes with someone's eyes?"

   He unfolded it, and was stunned.

"This is……"

  Wu Ming raised his eyes to look at Zhang Ming, rubbed his eyes again, and looked at the picture scroll, "It seems...it does look a bit like."

The disciple next to    reminded: "Senior brother, the eyebrows and eyes are the same, but they are not as good-looking as the Taoist priest in front of them."

   They didn't recognize it originally, firstly because the sky was slightly brighter and still darker, and secondly because the portrait did not capture the essence of the Qing Hui Taoist priest.

   But now for comparison...

   Wu Ming's expression solidified a little bit on his face.

  The cold sweat couldn't help but break out.

  Plop!

   He knelt directly to the ground and shouted: "Damn this disciple, Wu Ming of Yijianmen sees Elder Taishang!"

   The other eight disciples were so frightened that their long swords trembled, and quickly fell to their knees: "See Elder Taishang!"

   Everyone was stunned.

   Lao Zhangtou and Li Ergou looked at each other and said at the same time, "You either slap me, are you dreaming?"

   Guo Xiang and Yin Xue's eyes widened, their status as City Lord's Mansion was useless, and they had to rely on Daoist Qing Hui?

   However, this Qiongyu Sword Sect is one of the three famous seventeen sects in Jin Kingdom, and is famous for its flying swordsmanship.

   Qingquan came late, looked at it for a while, and asked, "Senior brother, you not only won Yiqing?"

   He was a little suspicious that the elders and heads of the Qiongyu Sword Sect were all women, so they fell into the beauty of their senior brothers.

   Qingquan’s teeth are sour, should I go to Hehuan Zong and try? Maybe it can also be a super elder.

  Zhang Ming glared at him and said to the disciples of Yijianmen who had knelt in a circle: "Disciples, please wake up, since the misunderstanding between the two sides is resolved, Pindao will be relieved."

"Snapped!"

  Wu Ming gave himself a clean slap, knelt down and said, "It's all the disciples who have eyes but don't know Mount Tai, and bumped into everyone, I beg the elders to punish!"

   The other disciples also knelt down and dared not move.

   "Please punish the elders!"

   Zhang Ming was helpless, and it seemed that his good words were useless, so he couldn't help but take up his dignity and hummed: "Since there is a penalty, then I will punish you with a round of whipping!"

   As he said, he waved his hand forward, and the true essence of the extreme path turned into a long golden whip, which was drawn towards the crowd.

Snapped.

  The whip shadow is like a golden dragon wagging its tail, falling on everyone's chest. They groaned in pain and flew out.

  Wu Ming was about to get up when he suddenly felt that something was wrong. The golden whip shadow actually penetrated into his body with the whipping, and shattered his true essence in an instant.

   In the next second, new true essence was born from the meridians, and it turned out to be much purer and clearer.

"This……"

   "The elder's whip has the effect of purifying the true essence!"

   One disciple after another suddenly realized that this is a punishment, it is clearly a rewarding opportunity from the Supreme Elder!

  Good intentions, I'm actually screaming in pain?

   They bowed down in shame and excitement, and shouted: "Disciple convicted, please elder whip me!"

   Zhang Ming is a little confused, why is he still obsessed with being abused?

   He didn't know that his True Essence still had such a magical effect, after all, no one had ever tried it.

  Other people also looked strange.

   Only Bai Yao showed the expression of eating the marrow and knowing the taste, she knew it, it was really cool to be drawn by the Qing Hui master!

   At this time, Wu Ming asked, "Elder Qing Hui, is there any more...?"

   Zhang Ming glanced at the nine disciples who wanted to be dissatisfied, a little displeased, how could he get used to this kind of problem!

  You guys like to be slapped, get slapped yourself, Pindao doesn’t have the habit of slapping people.

   Zhang Ming snorted coldly: "Get up!"

  The disciples stood up with some regret, bowed and shouted: "Thank you for the gift of the elders!"

   Well, the punishment is regarded as a gift. Zhang Ming was too lazy to pay attention to them and waved to Wu Ming.

   "Why are you besieging us?"

  Wu Ming hurried over and explained: "Elder Qinghui, we have indeed received an order from the city master, let us obey the arrangement of Zen Master Huiyan of Xiaohanshan Temple."

   Zhang Ming frowned: "Little Hanshan Temple?"

   Wu Ming nodded and said: "Yes, it is Xiaohanshan Temple, and Zen Master Huiyan is now on the mountain peak."

   He thought to himself, since these caravans are not bandits pretending to be mountain bandits, it seems that he has to explain to Zen Master Huiyan.

   However, Zhang Ming looked at the peak instantly.

   There were two people standing on the cliff, as if they were aware of the gaze below, and looked over.

   "Hui Yan, you guys from Yijianmen can't make it, and it looks like you've rebelled now."

  An Lan pulled a smile from the corner of his mouth, pinched his fingers and said, "Why don't you let me kill it together last night!"

  Hui held her hands stubbornly and said, "It's just a pathfinder dog. If you don't go and look, how will you know if there are any male lions?"

   His eyes shone brightly, and now at the end of the sky, the clouds are opening and the sunrise is blooming.

   It's good to show up, just shoot to death together!

   However, An Lan was obviously more anxious than him, jumped up and flew down the mountain, and said, "This envoy doesn't have such ink marks as you, so I killed it all earlier and went back to drink tea!"

   In front of the first-line gorge, on the mountain road.

  Wu Ming didn't know what happened yet, so he lowered his voice and asked, "Elder Qinghui, that Miss Guo...is it really the daughter of the city lord?"

   Zhang Ming looked at the top of the peak, but did not return to him.

   Guo Xiang heard his voice and snorted coldly: "Otherwise? You are my father's son-in-law!?"

  Wu Ming was in a cold sweat, thinking of his nonsense before, he really wanted to slap himself.

   He hurriedly knelt down on one knee, and shamelessly pleaded guilty: "My subordinates should be damned, please punish me, Miss!"

  The scene of a large rollover and social death.

   Guo Xiang had not returned to him when he saw a black figure running straight from the top of the cliff like a cheetah.

   "Miss, be careful!"

   Yin Xue immediately drew a knife in his hand.

  Wu Ming also clenched his sword and said, "Elder Qinghui, he is not Zen Master Huiyan, and the comer is not good!"

   The man quickly approached, revealing a black robe, handsome in appearance, and a pair of golden eyes.

   "Hehe, you are the Taoist priest of Lingshu Temple?"

   His tone was joking, and his golden pupils locked onto Zhang Ming who was standing.

   In fact, Zhang Ming has been watching him from the moment he descended the mountain. However, it was not a monk.

   Zhang Ming frowned and said, "Pin Dao is the Qing Hui of Lingshu Guan, who is the benefactor?"

  If the other party is not the Zen Master Huiyan that Wu Ming said, where is the real Huiyan and what is he doing?

   Zhang Ming was a little uneasy.

   The handsome man folded his arms and said with a smile, "Hehe, dead people are not qualified to know the name of this envoy!"

   He stretched out his hand and waved, and shot a cold silk thread from his fingertips, heading straight to Zhang Ming's face.

   worthy of being a demon sect, in a few words, he just made a move, and his shot was ruthless, and one blow was fatal!

   (end of this chapter)