"Thank you all for your righteous actions." Zhan Jiu just bowed his hand slightly to thank him, and then he took away the spiritual body and inner elixir that had been slapped to death by his sword.

"Fellow Daoist Zhan Jiu, you have no need to be polite. My Taixuan Sect has had a good relationship with fellow Daoist first, so it is common sense to take action at this time."

"Fellow Daoist Zhan Jiu, don't be polite. My Blood Refining Hall respects people like Daoist the most. Before the Daoist calls, I will take action."

"Fellow Daoist Zhan Jiu, don't be polite, Amitabha, I am merciful, and it is my duty to eliminate demons and protect the way."

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For a moment, several major sects were polite again, which made the surrounding small sects stunned again.

"... It's just a fellow Taoist, can you talk with me?" At this time, the disciple of Taixuan Sect hesitated a little and suddenly said to Zhan Jiu.

"Fellow Taoist fellow Taixuan Sect, don't be anxious, please ask fellow Taoist fellow Zhan Jiu to get close to my Hinayana Buddha Land first." The monk from Hinayana Buddha Land also spoke quickly.

"When did you say that the righteous path is so close to us evil demons heretics? Fellow Daoist Zhan Jiu is a demon cultivator, so he should get close to me demon cultivator first." Seeing that he fell into the trap, the people from the Blood Refining Hall hurriedly said.

Seeing that he had become a hot commodity among several major sects for a while, Zhan Jiu couldn't help but smile. Sure enough, as he expected, he became the targets that several major sects were trying to win over as soon as they appeared. And Zhan Jiu could naturally guess eight or nine points of their intention. What they did was just the secret in the hut.

Zhan Jiu laughed in his heart. They wanted to know the secrets in the hut and wanted to be prepared to attack again next time the Immortal Palace was opened. But they would never expect that the treasures in the hut had already been returned to Zhan Jiu.

"You all dodge! Zhan Jiu must answer a few of our questions first!" At this moment, an extremely cold shout suddenly came.

Even though they were all major sects, even the strongest Taixuan Sect did not dare to speak so loudly in front of everyone. And who was this person, he didn't take other people from the surrounding sects seriously at all. Everyone was surprised and couldn't help but look in the sound.

When everyone saw it, they couldn't help but silence. The person who spoke was not someone else, but someone from Wanjianmen.

Originally, there were only three disciples of Wanjian Sect who had entered the wooden garden before, but as time went by, others continued to find here to enter, and naturally there were many disciples of Wanjian Sect. At this time, there were seven disciples of Wanjian Sect.

Although Zhan Jiu didn't know them, he could tell their identities when he saw them all carrying swords on his back. He couldn't help but frown. Sure enough, the other party came to Zhan Jiu arrogantly. Before he could say a word, he directly pointed the sword at the same time. One of the young disciples, the flying sword was unsheathed and pointed directly at Zhan Jiu's throat!

Seeing this, the rest of the other small sects around him who had no idea of ​​the reason were shocked again. He helped Zhan Jiu so enthusiastically, but how could he suddenly turn against him? Hou Xiaobai and Du Xiaoqi were even more shocked. If they provoked Ten Thousand Sword Sect, they would be dead again. Although they were shocked, the two of them immediately came to their senses and immediately came to Zhan Jiu, looking like they wanted to share life and death.

Seeing this, Zhan Jiu couldn't help but smile and gently blocked the impulsive two people behind him.

"You dare to laugh! Say, where are my three senior brothers Xiaoshan? They entered the hut with you, why are you the only one coming back safely? They... have they been killed by your hands?" The young disciple seemed extremely excited, and even the flying sword in his hand could not help but tremble.

"Junior Brother Qingfeng! Don't be reckless!" At this time, another disciple who looked a little older on the side hurriedly stopped the man.

"Fellow Daoist Zhan Jiu, my junior brother is reckless, please don't blame me." The man was extremely calm and immediately apologized to Zhan Jiu.

"Senior brother, don't care about me, I'm going to avenge Senior Brother Xiaoshan and the others now!" But the man seemed even more excited. Even if he was pulled by his fellow brothers, he would almost rush up for a moment.

"Oh!" Seeing this, Zhan Jiu couldn't help but sigh heavily, with a serious look on his face, and then said, "Do you fellow Wanjianmen, don't be anxious. Zhan Jiu must tell you the truth."

Seeing that Zhan Jiu was not angry at all, and even looked solemn, the people of Wanjian Sect couldn't help but stagnate, and even the man holding the sword was slightly stunned. Taking this opportunity, the older brother hurriedly snatched the flying sword and held his brother tightly.

"Say it! Tell me clearly!" Although the man was pressed down, he still couldn't help but roar at Zhan Jiu.

"Yes." Zhan Jiu responded immediately, and then bowed. However, his actions made everyone around him completely stunned, wondering what he meant.

However, Zhan Jiu ignored everyone's eyes and just spoke: "The heroic spirit of the three fellow Taoists Xiao Shan is the only one I have seen in my life. Because I admire the actions of the three fellow Taoists, I will not hide the truth."

As soon as these words were said, everyone suddenly realized, but everyone in Wanjian Sect showed sadness.

"In order to split the ban on the sycamore tree spirit, Xiaoshan sacrificed his life to attack and feed the sword with himself. He turned into a golden light with the golden dragon sword. This is what everyone saw with his own eyes." Zhan Jiu glanced around and saw everyone nodding, and then continued, "The other two fellow Taoists died in the sycamore tree spirit packaged in the sycamore tree spirit. At this time, I can only say that there are powerful methods behind the four tree spirits, so I was careless and the two fellow Taoists died one after another. And I just escaped by chance."

After saying this, there was an uproar around him. As expected by their elders, there were other powerful bans behind the four tree spirits.

"I don't care what's wrong with it. Today you must make it clear!" At this time, the disciple of the Wanjian Sect roared at Zhan Jiu again, looking extremely excited.

"Amitabha, fellow Taoist fellow Wanjian Sect, are you asking Xiao Shan’s three fellow Taoists for the deaths of them as fake, but actually want to ask about the ban on the inner floor of the thatched hut." Before Zhan Jiu could speak, the monk from the Hinayana Buddhist land spoke first.

"Not bad! You Wanjian Sect is really easy to care about, but aren't you too unwilling to take our other major sects seriously!" Then the people from the Blood Refining Hall shouted immediately.

Seeing that the other major sects had bad eyes, the Wanjian Sect could not help but double the pressure. Even the young disciple couldn't help but silence for a while, just staring at Zhan Jiu with resentment.

At this moment, Zhan Jiu shook his head slightly and took out something. When he took out this object, everyone around him was shocked. This thing was nothing else, but the Golden Dragon Sword! Although the sword body was covered with scars, how could everyone not recognize this low-grade magic weapon, the Golden Dragon Sword? Even if other disciples of the small sect who didn't know about the Golden Dragon Sword suddenly saw Zhan Jiu take out a low-grade magic weapon, he couldn't help but open his mouth and couldn't speak.

"You said you didn't murder my senior brother! This Golden Dragon Sword is the evidence!" As soon as you saw the Golden Dragon Sword Ten Thousand Sword Sect, you could be jealous. The young disciple broke free from everyone and even drew out the flying sword and came to Zhan Jiuzhong.

"This sword object returns to the original owner." Seeing that the man had a flying sword approaching, Zhan Jiu stood there without dodging or dodging, holding the sword in both hands and offering it forward, and spoke indifferently.

The object returned to the original owner... For a moment, the surroundings were in an uproar again. Zhan Jiu actually wanted the object to the original owner of this dignified low-grade magic weapon!
Chapter completed!