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The few hesitant people in the hall finally bowed their heads under pressure.

It was not dissatisfaction with Gu Du Wuhen, but recognition of the strength of Venerable Zhang Yu.

Only Leng Yuanzhou stood there calmly, looking as if he didn't care about anyone.

He is not someone who can be frightened.

From the devil's way, to the demon world, and then to the righteous territory.

From the Golden Elixir, to the Nascent Soul, and now to the God Transformation.

He had seen ruthless demon cultivators who could blow up spiritual veins, he had seen sword cultivators who served demons with their own bodies, he had seen the huge underground black industry of a certain city lord, and he had seen the top masters in the cultivation world.

Although he stood like a minion that year, he was standing in front of many top masters.

What kind of scene have you not seen? He is just a newly promoted Venerable.

"Leng Yuanzhou, do you have any different opinions?"

Venerable Zhang Yu spoke, seemingly asking Leng Yuanzhou, but actually he was talking about Gu Du Wuhen.

It seems to be saying, look, everyone supports me now, do you want to sing a different tune?

Jinghu is busy taking care of himself. As long as he continues to give those benefits as usual, will he care about a small god like you?

"Yuan Zhou is where he is today thanks to the Sect Master's kindness. No matter how dangerous the situation, Yuan Zhou is willing to serve by the Sect Master's side."

Leng Yuanzhou also lost his temper. In essence, he was a demon cultivator. How could a demon cultivator not have a temper?

How could a good monk survive through so many things?

How can you get out of so many dead ends without any tricks?

Who can see it as clearly as he does?

Although no one knew the real reason why Gudu Wuhen had not made any breakthroughs in his cultivation, it was definitely not because his foundation was damaged.

Who is Gu Du Wuhen? He is the cultivator who was able to maneuver their Dan Hall out during the war between the demon world and the human race!

He remembered that it was under the rule of Baodan Immortal Sect back then!

Can a deity do that?

They thought that Mirror Lake was in a bit of a slump now, but they didn't know that in Leng Yuanzhou's view, the current Mirror Lake was just the tip of the iceberg!

Even without these considerations, Gu Du Wuhen was really good to him. The worst that could happen was that he would leave Xunfeng Immortal Sect and become an elder in the sect under the jurisdiction of Baodan Immortal Sect, or go to the outer sea to return to the path of magic.

He was not worried about being killed as an example to others in this hall.

The Lord Sect Master has been silent for such a long time, not because he is afraid or cowardly, but probably because he is confident. He always makes plans before taking action. He had heard about these little tricks a long time ago, how could the Lord Sect Master not know?

Therefore, when faced with the questions from the newly promoted Venerable, he ignored them and expressed his loyalty to Gu Du Wuhen.

The hall was eerily quiet.

Many of the monks who bowed their heads had mixed feelings in their hearts.

Some of them laughed at Leng Yuanzhou's arrogance in their hearts.

Some of them sneered and wanted to laugh at his joke.

Others were worried about whether Leng Yuanzhou had received instructions from the sect leader to do so, and whether they had stood up too early.

And those who bowed their heads at the end had extremely complicated feelings, even a little hatred. Do you think you are noble and loyal? They were the most embarrassed. They did not bow their heads at the first time, and they failed to maintain their loyalty in the end.

Compared with Leng Yuanzhou, it is quite worse.

"How dare you! How dare you speak to me like that!" A sense of pressure belonging to a venerable appeared in the hall and slowly extended to the square outside.

It was not targeted only at Leng Yuanzhou, but at everyone, including Gu Du Wuhen.

Leng Yuanzhou had sweat on his temples and his legs were trembling. The other monks in the hall also looked a little bit miserable.

Gu Du Wuhen had a puzzled look on his face, as if recalling a memory. It had been many years since he had had this feeling.

"Ancestor, calm down!"

"Ancestor, please calm down!" A man in the hall knelt on the ground and shouted loudly, and then people outside the hall followed suit and shouted.

Venerable Zhang Yu was somewhat satisfied. The title of the sect's ancestor and the sect's absolute management power were all superficial. Ultimately, it all depended on one's strength.

Glancing at Gu Du Wu Hen who seemed to be thinking about something beside him, it seemed that he had to use some tough measures.

Since Gu Du Wuhen doesn't want to be decent, then help him be decent.

As for Mirror Lake?

He has the support of the Sword Sect's Huaijun Venerable behind him! At most, he will be beaten up, and then he can go to the Sword Sect, and then he can continue to use the name of the "ancestor" who was driven away by the Xunfeng Immortal Sect to obtain some resources.

"Loneliness leaves no trace, but my patience is limited."

He sent a message directly to Gudu Wuhen, intending to make a final effort, but he knew in his heart that it would be useless because Gudu Wuhen was very stubborn!

Unexpectedly, Gu Du Wuhen did not transmit his voice, but spoke directly. His voice could be heard in the hall and even in the square outside.

"If you don't want to call me fellow Taoist, at least call me Sect Leader, Zhang Yu, you have forgotten your roots!"

This sentence brought back memories for many people.

Back then, Patriarch Zhang Yu was just like Leng Yuanzhou, running around beside the sect leader without any complaints.

Only then did he gain the favor of the sect master and had the opportunity to break through to the level of a Venerable.

It does seem like he's turning his back on someone.

But, they are all Venerables, and you are still a Divine Incarnation. You should blame yourself. I don’t know what the sect leader was thinking. He actually gave the opportunity for breakthrough to others. Doesn’t this leave such a hidden danger?

"Gu Du Wuhen! How dare you! Is that how you speak to your senior?"

Now that the relationship has been broken, there is no need to hide it. After finding an excuse, Venerable Zhang Yu took action while talking.

A powerful magical power rushed towards Gu Du Wuhen.

This is going to be a single blow to destroy everyone to ashes!

Unfortunately, the Lonely Wuhen they imagined was submerged by magic and disappeared without a trace, while their leader was still sitting safely on the stool.

In front of the sect master, a figure appeared at some point, and allowed the spell to hit him without any ripples.

Leng Yuanzhou was mentally prepared for the unexpected, so when Cheng Ping'an appeared, his reaction was half a beat faster than others. "Junior greets Venerable Ping'an. Long live the Venerable Ping'an."

Gu Du Wuhen also stood up, bowed amid the many greetings, and opened his mouth twice to express his meaning.

Cheng Pingan looked back at Leng Yuanzhou and said, "Little clever boy, I think you have a chance to become a venerable in the future."

Then, he ignored Leng Yuanzhou who was looking surprised, and looked at Venerable Zhang Yu who was looking terrified.

At this moment, Venerable Zhang Yu felt the overwhelming murderous intent, the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood pressing down on him. What kind of look was that? So cold and ruthless, as if he was looking at flowers, plants and gravel.

"Master Ping An, you can't kill me!"

"I have the blessing of the Sword Sect! You can't kill me!"

Many monks were shocked after hearing this, and some even collapsed on the ground after hearing it. Oh no, they took sides too early!

Cheng Ping'an smiled and stretched out his hand. Although he did not touch Venerable Zhang Yu, he was still like a kitten, with fate strangled by the invisible hand.

"I'll take you to the Sword Sect and see if they agree with you!"

Like a cannonball, Cheng Ping'an directly smashed the roof of the hall and flew into the distance dragging a struggling Zhang Yu behind him.

A terrifying pressure gradually rose and permeated the mountain gate of Xunfeng Immortal Sect.

No one dared to look up, no one spoke loudly.