No One Really Thinks Master is a Mortal, Right?

  Chapter 684 Dijun's request

  Since Chu Yuan is divided into three, after each is in charge, time has become unimportant.

  On this day, Chu Yuan was still in the Wudao Sect with his trumpet.

  But it has been a long time since someone broke into it before, and it has been ten years again.

  In the past ten years, the mainland of Kyushu has naturally developed at an extremely fast speed, and all kinds of talents have emerged in an endless stream, and they have truly entered the world of great controversy.

  Of course, this world of great controversy is only for ordinary monks.

  For the top monks, such as the disciples of Wudaozong, and the demons of the old age, there is no such thing as a world of great controversy.

  They still have their own lives.

  However, in the past ten years, there have been disciples of Wudaozong soaring.

  The ascended disciples are the seventh disciple Tu Xuexi, the eighth disciple Tu Yelin, the ninth disciple Sile, and the tenth disciple Zisu.

  For the seven disciples, the eight disciples are okay.

   These two people established the New Era Demon Race Imperial Court, claiming to be the Demon Emperor, and they are considered to have left a legacy.

  But the nine disciples and ten disciples perilla are not the same, and there is no fart left, and they soar directly.

  In this regard, Chu Yuan was also very helpless, and could only let it go and let these four disciples ascend.

  But one thing that made Chu Yuan feel even more helpless was that none of the disciples since the seven or eight disciples was willing to leave the inheritance.

  I just want to play one by one, and I don’t want to leave a legacy at all.

  Sile, Perilla, Ai Qing, Chi Jia, Li Cheng, Lin Mo, Tao Yuan.

  None left behind.

  According to the words of these disciples.

  No need to stay.

   But Chu Yuan couldn't help it, and in the end it had no choice but to stop.

  At this moment, Chu Yuan opened the "Character Status Quo" again to watch the movements of many of his disciples.

  [Your big disciple Ye Luo was attacked by the immortal monk...]

  【Ye Luo, your big disciple, was attacked by the Great Demon of the Immortal Emperor...】

  [Your big disciple Ye Luo was attacked by the ancient ghost king, and Xin was able to protect him from it.]

  【Your big disciple Ye Luoguan is on the Heavenly Way of the Upper Realm, and he has occasional gains and his mana is greatly increased】

  【Your seventh disciple Tu Xuexi was favored by the monk of Emperor Immortal and was admitted to the Nine Immortal Gate of Taiyi...】

  [Your eighth disciple Tu Yelin was favored by the monk of Emperor Xiandi and was admitted to Taiyi...]

  【Your nine-disciples, Brother Silede, like the immortal emperor...】

  【Your ten disciples perilla have...】

  ……

  On the screen, the screen was still completely swept by the leaves.

  The other nine disciples have very little information.

  Occasionally, there are only a few, and most of them refer to monks in retreat, or were admitted to the immortal gate.

  Only this leaf fell.

  It's like fighting every day.

   Without stopping, either he stabbed the monk of the emperor today, or provoked the demon of the emperor tomorrow.

  From time to time, there can be some ancient ghost king attacked.

   is simply ridiculous to the extreme.

   "This fall, when did you get so waved?"

   Chu Yuan's face was strange.

  He remembered, wasn’t Ye Luo very stable before?

  Why is it the same as letting go when I reach the upper bound?

  All kinds of waves, there is no one day to stop.

   "Forget it, it's all right."

  Chu Yuan thought for a while, but still had no thoughts to care about.

  Furthermore, he now has all three numbers in the lower realm, and he can't control it if he wants to.

  He started to think about when he should soar.

  According to the current development of this world.

  It is estimated that in a few decades, he will be able to devote most of his energy to this trumpet, and then soar.

   Just when Chu Yuan was thinking about it.

  Below Tianwu Mountain, a voice came in from outside, piercing through the formations that shielded the sound.

   "Demon Race Emperor Jun, please see the sky... Please see the Sect Master of Wudao Sect!"

  This voice naturally attracted Chu Yuan's attention.

  Dijun?

  What is this guy doing?

  The old age chose to take refuge in the new age at a critical moment, and he forced the old way to make a move, so that he could follow.

  Because of this, Chu Yuan did not liquidate Dijun’s batch of old times afterwards.

  Instead, let these people of the old age stay in the Kyushu mainland.

  I just don’t know why this Dijun came to him for no reason.

  Chu Yuan hesitated for a while, still planning to turn on the Shenguang large size, so as not to use this number to deal with it, it would be bad if something went wrong.

   With a thought, he drove this number into the Sect Master Hall.

  The next moment, a sacred light figure stepped out again.

   is Chu Yuan’s Shenguang Queen.

   Chu Yuan’s divine light is not as powerful as Tiandao’s, but the introverted divine light shows his dignity.

  In terms of prestige, it is natural that the Queen of Heaven is even better.

  It is noble and mysterious, but Shenguang tuba has crushed Tiandao tuba.

"come in."

   Chu Yuan looked at the foot of Tianwu Mountain, and saw Dijun standing at the foot of the mountain at a glance.

  He said a word.

  The voice has just arrived.

   did not wait for Dijun to respond.

  He directly moved Di Jun to him with supreme power.

  Wow...

  Dijun was moved in front of Chu Yuan, his figure was a little unsteady, his face was confused.

  After seeing Chu Yuan, she reacted instantly, and she couldn't help but burst into cold sweat.

  He knew that this Heavenly Dao and Wu Dao Sect Master was very strong.

  But I didn’t expect it to be so powerful.

   casually moved him over.

  He can't even notice it.

   "Demon Race Emperor Jun, meet the Sect Master Wudao!"

  Dijun gave a gift to the younger generation.

  For him, the gift of juniors is the limit.

  He was once also a heavenly emperor, and it would never be possible to let go of his face and give a big gift.

   "Get up, Dijun, under your leadership, your monster clan has been abiding by your duty over the years, and you have made a lot of contributions to the new era. Yes, what's the matter with your visit this time?"

   Chu Yuan carried his hands on his back, and those twinkling eyes looked at Di Jun so plainly.

  Although he was plain, the pressure on Dijun was enormous.

  Dijun was under his eyes, and even his waist couldn't help but bend down.

   "Going back to the predecessors and contributing to the new era is what we should do, not worthy of praise."

   "As for the visit this time, let's not hide from the predecessors, Di Jun is here to find a way for the monster race of the old age!"

  Dijun gritted his teeth and said.

   "Oh? Find a way for the monster race? What way?"

   Chu Yuan came to be a little interested and couldn't help asking.

  "Senior, you should know that we have almost no effect in this world. We...we want to go to other places and find a way to survive!"

  Dijun bowed again.

   "You want to ascend?"

   Chu Yuan raised her eyebrows slightly.

  There are so many people soaring in the old days, this is not a trivial matter.

   "No, senior, there are countless lower realms under the upper realm. We want to go to other lower realms, so come here to ask senior to open a channel and let us leave."

  Dijun expressed his thoughts.

  He knew that with the current strength of the old age, going to the upper realm would be impossible.

  It would be better to go to other nether realms to dominate.

"Oh?"

  Chu Yuan was slightly taken aback...

  (End of this chapter)