"Tao Zun!" Several female monks who followed Ting Feng Dao Zun showed surprise on their faces after seeing Ting Feng Dao Zun being stepped on the ground.
Originally, they thought that Tingfeng Daozun would be able to teach the new sect leader a lesson, but they did not expect that Tingfeng Daozun would actually lose.
And it was extremely humiliating to lose. He was trampled directly to the ground by a huge white elephant body, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
Fang Ling looked at the disciples who were about to rush over and said in a cold voice: "Tingfeng Dao has no respect for his elders and should be severely punished. His accomplices are equally guilty."
As soon as these words were spoken, the disciples who wanted to rush over immediately stopped. Tingfeng Taoist Master did not know whether she was alive or dead, but these disciples who followed her knew that they would never be able to block the giant elephant's blow.
After Fang Ling took back the giant elephant's dharma body, Tingfeng Taoist walked out of the deep pit stepped by the giant elephant. At this time, how could she still have the determination to kill just now? The clothes are in rags, the hair is disheveled, how embarrassed he is, how embarrassed he is.
At the corner of her mouth, a trace of bright red blood was dazzling.
She looked at Fang Ling with hatred in her eyes, but she knew very well that there was nothing she could do about Fang Ling at this moment.
"One day, you will regret what happened today!" Tingfeng Daozun's voice was not loud, but anyone could hear the hatred in it.
Fang Ling smiled, looked around and said: "Whether I regret it or not, that is my own business. But today, you will definitely regret it. You offended this sect leader, and now this sect leader has deprived you of your status as an elder and demoted you to Servant of the Miscellaneous Hall."
"It's just you? Are you worthy of turning an elder like me into a servant?" Tingfeng Daozun's voice suddenly became much louder.
"As long as I am still the sect leader, I can make this decision. If you think I can't decide anything, I don't have to be your sect leader." Fang Ling chuckled and said, "But before I, the sect leader, am pulled down, I It¡¯s the sect leader.¡±
"If you dare to resist the order, you will think about the consequences yourself. Now bring me a basin of water to wash my feet. I will soak my feet later!"
At this moment, Tao Zun Tingfeng felt even more angry. In addition to wanting to kill Fang Ling, she was also filled with resentment towards the grandmaster of her sect.
"Why did the founder of my sect find such a 250-year-old as the sect leader for his sect? It's really
But under Fang Ling¡¯s cold gaze. She finally chose to surrender temporarily. After all, from Fang Ling's eyes, she felt that Fang Ling would definitely not mind killing her directly here!
Tingfeng Daozun left, but the hatred in her eyes could not be concealed.
The night is quiet. The Huidao Sword Sect, which used to have some vitality, was shrouded in a layer of huge oppression. All the disciples did not even dare to speak loudly, and more people hid in Zi's room to practice if they had nothing to do. , for fear of the slightest movement coming out.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? If it were not for the shroud of divine consciousness to confirm that there is someone, I am afraid that some may think it is. He and others were in a silent place of death.
This situation occurred naturally not only because of the arrival of Tingfeng Daozun, but also because Tingfeng Daozun was boiling water.
Boil foot-washing water!
As for the room where Fang Ling is. In the past, there were disciples of the Huidao Sword Sect who came to the courtyard where Fang Ling was to watch the excitement, but now, almost all the disciples did not dare to come here for fear of getting involved with Fang Ling.
Sitting cross-legged on the bed. Fang Ling was thinking about Yibaohui and the remaining bottle of Daoguang water. I have to win it no matter what.
As for the Yuan Stone needed to purchase Daoguang Water, Fang Ling is not too worried. On the occasion of the Xiyue Sacred Mountain and the Nanyue Sacred Mountain, although he didn't get any important treasure that made his strength grow by leaps and bounds, he still got a lot of things.
¡° If nothing else, just take those elixirs that have grown with Dao patterns over a hundred thousand years ago. Fang Ling has tens of thousands in his Small Universe Bag.
"After I obtained Daoguang Water, the female Taoists of the Huidao Sword Sect may not be able to tolerate my unruly sect master.
Expelling themselves from the Huidao Sword Sect should be a choice they will definitely make, and when the time comes, they will get back the Mingwang Sword.
Fang Ling felt a little unwilling to return the Mingwang Sword, but in the end he decided to return the Mingwang Sword to the Huidao Sword Sect.
Although the golden dharma body that appeared in King Ming's sword was very powerful and was similar to the twenty-four heavens, Fang Ling's strength did not improve much, and he was unwilling to cause more troubles because of this. Right and wrong.
"Sect Master, can I come in?" A soft voice sounded in Fang Ling's ears.
Fang Ling¡¯s Divine MindWhen he stirred, he found that Fairy Ziyun had appeared in the courtyard where he lived. He nodded and said: "Since you are here, come in!"
Fairy Ziyun walked in gracefully. Under the moonlight, her brows furrowed slightly, making her look even more beautiful.
"Thank you so much, sect master, for what happened today." Fairy Ziyun saluted.
"It's a small matter, Ziyun, don't be too polite!" Fang Ling waved his hand and said calmly.
Fairy Ziyun glanced at Fang Ling's disguised rough face, and finally said: "Sect Master, although you are happy to do this, please forgive Ziyun's words, Master Tingfeng will not let it go like this."
"At that time, once the other Taoist Masters listen to Uncle Ting Feng's words, if you, the sect leader, want to truly inherit the position of the sect leader of the Huidao Sword Sect, I'm afraid"
Fairy Ziyun did not say the next words, but she believed that Fang Ling would definitely understand her words.
Fang Ling smiled and said calmly: "If I have to tolerate everything, be a puppet in everything, and make myself unhappy in everything, what is the use of me being the sect leader?"
"What's more, as the sect leader, I picked it up, so it's best to throw it out."
A glimmer of light flashed in Fairy Ziyun's eyes, and then she said in a low voice: "Master, if you don't want to stay in the Huidao Sword Sect, offending Jiang Huaiyu will not be of any benefit to you. Please think twice about your future actions. Then go ahead.¡±
"I don't care about that bad guy Jiang Huaiyu. If he dares to go against me again, I'll kill him first."
Fang Ling's words made Fairy Ziyun feel even more depressed. This sect master was really a reckless man. If he continued like this without listening to his own advice, he would get himself killed.
But he looked like he couldn't listen to advice at all, which made Fairy Ziyun feel helpless.
"I also ask the sect master to think more about it when doing things in the future."
Ziyun Fairy Tingting walked away quietly. Fang Ling looked at the beautiful back and shook his head gently.
Although Fairy Ziyun¡¯s words were reasonable, Fang Ling didn¡¯t take her words to heart. His identity was inherently fake. If he kept swallowing his anger, he would really have no energy to live. (To be continued)