Journey to the West: I choose to be a disciple of Fangcun Mountain, and I choose to be a happy Zen master.
43 On the Asura Arena in Front of the Hall of Dao

Jun Zhuoxi

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The melodious sound of the bell resounded throughout the Three Stars Cave world.

Countless lights rose from the immortal mountain and headed towards the Dao Teaching Hall.

Some transformed into golden light, some stepped on white clouds, some rode cranes, and some rode dragons.

Lu Ge obediently took out the vertical golden talisman and flew over in a golden light.

Now that he had formed the Primordial Chaos Golden Core and mastered all spells, he was qualified to start cultivating divine powers.

It was just that time was short and he did not have time to cultivate.

Lu Ge turned into a golden light and landed in front of the Dao Teaching Hall. He saw Lu Liu Huo standing at the door.

"You're here?"

Seeing Lu Ge appear, Lu Liu Huo's eyes flashed with a smile. He went forward and intimately held Lu Ge's arm.

In an instant, countless gazes filled with killing intent shot over.

Xian Yun's face was gloomy. Golden light flickered on her fingertips like two roaring flood dragons.

Lu Ge's forehead almost broke out in cold sweat.

This senior sister was really not afraid of death.

"Don't be like this."

"Didn't you see the looks in the eyes of all the senior sisters who wanted to eat you up?”

Lu Ge wanted to pull his arm back, but Lu Liu Huo held on tightly.

"If I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of?"

"Among them, I'm only slightly afraid of Qian Yun's Golden Flood Dragon Scissors.”

"The others are no match for me.”

Lu Liu Huo raised her head high, revealing her proud swan neck.

"Junior Brother, I didn't expect you to be so close to Senior Sister Liu Huo.”

Xian Yun slowly stepped forward with a smile on her face.

However, Lu Ge could clearly see that there was no trace of a smile in Xian Yun's eyes. Instead, there was killing intent.

"Um, Senior Sister, calm down."

"This is the Dao Teaching Hall."

Lu Ge glanced at the golden light on Qian Yun's fingertip from the corner of his eye. His eyes twitched and he hurriedly said,"

Xian Yun's beautiful eyes moved slightly as she looked at Lu Ge. The killing intent in her eyes was instantly swept away and replaced by gentleness.

"Alright, I'll listen to Junior Brother."

Xian Yun's voice was as sweet as honey. She smiled sweetly and put away the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors.

Lu Liuhuo glanced at her but didn't say anything to provoke her.

After all, she didn't really want to fight with Xianyun.

But if it was someone else, that might not be the case.

Xian Yun moved her steps and grabbed Lu Ge's other arm.

"Junior Brother, let's go in together."

Xian Yun tilted her head slightly and smiled at Lu Ge.

"Humph."

Lu Liu Huo snorted coldly, expressing his disdain.

Xian Yun's expression turned cold as she looked at Lu Liuhuo.

The two women looked at each other, and their murderous intent swept out like a tide.

The surrounding disciples felt a cold wind blowing.

The senior brothers who were originally quite envious of Lu Ge all took a step back and hurriedly entered the Dao lecture hall.

Sometimes, it was not so easy to enjoy the blessing of having everyone together.

The eyes of many senior sisters lit up, and they all wished that Lu Liuhuo and Xianyun would start fighting.

When both of them were injured, he would take advantage of the situation and comfort his frightened junior brother.

However, the two of them looked at each other for a long time. They were both afraid of each other and did not dare to attack.

" Senior Sister Liu Huo," a senior sister beside him couldn't help but say," you're the descendant of the Celestial Thearch. How can a white cloud act so presumptuously in front of you?"”

"I support you. Don't be afraid. Kill her.”

When Lu Ge heard his senior sister's words, he wanted to rush over and shut her mouth.

At a time like this, he was still stirring up trouble.

If they really fought here, even the Ancestral Master would not have a good ending in his anger.

With the first one, there would be a second one.

Soon, supporters of Xian Yun also appeared.

"Heh, Senior Sister Xianyun is a direct disciple of Jie School and a third-generation direct disciple of the Saint.”

"A mere descendant of a fallen Heavenly Emperor dares to be impudent in front of Senior Sister Xianyun?”

The more the two sides talked, the livelier the argument became.

All of them shouted crazily, urging Lu Liuhuo and Xian Yun to fight.

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