Heaven Defying Supreme

Chapter 142: The Devilish Talent!

The holy soul Taoist thought of the death of his great-grandson, and then thought of Tan Yun asking Zhong Wu Shiyao to choose his veins, his face turned livid, and he roared: "Tan Yun, I can tell that Shiyao trusts you very much, but you let her give up. Entering the lineage of the holy soul and choosing the vessel lineage, what is your intention!"

"Tan Yun, the chief executive also said before that you are not to blame for the death of Changkong, do you still worry about it? Don't be selfish and mislead Shiyao to make a wrong decision that will ruin her life!"

As soon as the Holy Soul Taoist finished speaking, Murong Taoist's beautiful eyes glowed with a cold light, staring at the Holy Soul Taoist, "Prince Holy Soul, what do you mean? What do you mean by worshiping my veins, and you will destroy everything?" Shi Yao's life? Please pay attention to your words!"

Before the holy soul Taoist opened his mouth, the Bingqing Taoist gave Tan Yun and Murong Taoist a cold look, and immediately looked at Zhongwu Shiyao anxiously, "Shiyao, which lineage you worship will determine your future. You can't leave your future in the hands of outsiders, listen to the chief, come to Danmai!"

"That's right, Shiyao, you can't believe Tan Yun's words, come to the Fumai!" The old lady who is a talisman, looked at Zhongwu Shiyao kindly, "Shiyao! If you come to the Fumai, I will be You are a granddaughter, and I will definitely teach you well!"

The Daoist of Qiankun also argued with reason, "Shiyao, think about it, as a space fetal soul, you can arrange countless kinds of space lore formations in the future. Except for your aptitude, no one else can form such formations. It can be arranged."

"Besides, you can also control all kinds of powerful monsters in various space lore formations and become formation spirits!"

"Shiyao! If you don't enter into my veins, you are really a talent! Come on, come to my veins!"

At this moment, the Daoist of Qiankun, Daoist of Fufa, Daoist of Holy Soul, and Daoist of Bingqing all strive for Shiyao.

On the other hand, Taoist Murong glanced at Tan Yun from the corner of the eye, and there was a hint of understanding in his eyes, and then, looking at Zhong Wu Shiyao who looked embarrassed, he smiled and said: "Shiyao, you have a good eye, and you can find someone like Tan Yun." Daoist, you have to believe what Tan Yun said, and don't hurry to worship me as a teacher."

Zhong Wu Shiyao blushed slightly, and said shyly: "You misunderstood, Tan Yun is not a disciple Taoist couple, he is the future husband of Sister Mu."

Hearing this, Mu Mengyu, who knew that Zhongwu Shiyao liked Tan Yun, felt more and more that Shiyao was kind-hearted.

"Murong Daoist, did you hear that? Tan Yun is not Shiyao's Taoist partner at all." Bingqing Daoist sneered, looked at Zhongwu Shiyao, and said again, "Shiyao, what can Tan Yun understand? You You can't put your future in his hands, no matter what you say, you can't worship into the veins."

At this time, Zhong Wu Shiyao gently broke free from the jade hand of Taoist Bingqing with her right hand, and then knelt down to look at the five chiefs, "I thank you chiefs for your kindness. This disciple has made up his mind and is willing to enter the vessel. This matter has nothing to do with Tan Yun. Please, chiefs, don't blame Tan Yun."

Then, Zhong Wu Shiyao knelt and turned her body, and kowtowed three times to Taoist Murong, "Disciple pays homage to Master!"

"Okay, good disciple, get up quickly." Although Taoist Murong smiled without showing his teeth, anyone could see the excitement in her heart.

She leaned over to help Zhong Wu Shiyao up, smiled, and said, "Good disciple, from now on you will be the teacher, the only closed disciple. Also, the teacher asked you to be one of the four beauties of the outer sect." , seeing you today, you really deserve your name!"

"Thank you, Master, for your praise." Zhong Wu Shiyao looked at Murong Taoist timidly, "I still think that Master is the most beautiful woman."

"Good apprentice, you have such a sweet mouth, let's go, I will accompany you as a teacher." Taoist Murong stretched out his jaded hand, holding Zhongwu Shiyao, and sat down on the seat under the jealous eyes of other chiefs.

Zhong Wu Shiyao was flattered and stood beside Taoist Murong, listening to every happy word of Master.

While Taoist Murong was talking to Zhong Wu Shiyao, he glanced at him from time to time. Taoist Bingqing's playful and ostentatious eyes made Taoist Bingqing tremble slightly with anger.

At this moment, not only the Bingqing Taoist hated Tan Yun to the bone, but also the Fufa Taoist, Qiankun Taoist, and Holy Soul Taoist.

Especially the holy soul Taoist, in his opinion, if Tan Yun, who killed his great-grandson, was not bewitching the crowd, otherwise, Zhong Wu Shiyao would definitely choose the line of the holy soul!

"Tan Yun, my chief swears that I will let you die in the inner sect!"

After secretly murdering, the holy soul Taoist restrained his anger and looked at Mu Mengyu, "Tell me, what qualifications do you have?"

Mu Mengyu thought about the fact that the holy soul Taoist attacked Tan Yun before, she also suppressed the anger in her heart, and said respectfully: "Return to the chief, disciple Mu Mengyu, it is the soul of a dead fetus, the soul of a beast."

"It's not only the soul of a dead fetus, but also the soul of a beast!" The old body of the holy soul Taoist shook violently. Just as he was about to inspect it, the beast soul Taoist on the seat disappeared in an instant and appeared in front of Mu Mengyu. He was so excited that his hands couldn't help shaking.

Just a moment ago, he was still jealous that Taoist Murong had accepted a disciple with comparable aptitude and double top aptitude, but now, he never imagined that there was a real double top aptitude disciple in front of his eyes!

Moreover, this disciple also possesses the soul of a beast fetus, so there is a 50% chance that he will worship under his sect!

Not to mention the 50% chance, even if it's only 10%, I can't give up!

"Little girl, don't move, let the old man take a look." The beast soul Taoist was like an old grandfather, as amiable to his granddaughter.

"Disciple obeys." Mu Mengyao responded, relaxed her mind, and let the spiritual consciousness of the beast soul Taoist pour into the spiritual pool.

The Daoist of Fufa, Daoist of Qiankun, Daoist of Holy Soul, and Daoist of Bingqing stared straight at Mu Mengyu.

They all secretly made up their minds, if Mu Mengyao is really the soul of a beast or a dead fetus, no matter what, they will take her into their sect!

At this time, Taoist Murong who was sitting on the seat didn't get up immediately. A gleam flashed in her eyes, she pulled Zhong Wu Shiyao, and said in a low voice: "Shiyao, before I became a teacher, I heard you call Sister Mengyao Mu, so it must be Your relationship is very good. Can you, let your sister Mu, worship under the teacher with you?"

Zhong Wu Shiyao said respectfully: "Master, although my apprentice and Sister Mu are like sisters, but which chief disciple she wants to worship under, the disciple can't control it."

"En." Taoist Murong nodded his head slightly to express his understanding, and then said, "By the way, you said that Mu Mengyu's fiancé is Tan Yun, so do you know what qualifications Tan Yun has?"

Zhong Wu Shiyao said truthfully: "Master, Tan Yun's qualifications must be extremely high, but I really don't know what kind of fetal soul he is."

Taoist Murong heard the words, got up slowly, and walked towards Mu Mengyan.

At this time, after the beast soul Taoist put away his spiritual consciousness from Mu Mengyao's spirit pool, his cheeks covered with gullies revealed a deep sense of shock, "It really is the soul of the dead fetus and the soul of the beast gathered together!"

"I have lived for more than 400 years, and I have seen all kinds of dual qualifications, but this is the first time I have seen a person who has both the soul of a beast and the soul of a dead fetus."

"Monster...you really are a monster!"