Chapter 113: Cutting off one’s hair and taking one’s head, severing ties of friendship

 Heavenly Demon Palace.

 Yang Xuanzhan stepped into the mountain gate, appeared from the void, and appeared in the temple.

 Ning Wudao was sitting on the palace master's throne, and the elders were lined up on the left and right, seemingly discussing matters. Yang Xuanzhan's sudden appearance shocked everyone.

 "It turns out to be Palace Master Yang." An elder hid his displeasure and said with a smile: "Palace Master broke into our Heavenly Demon Temple without authorization. I don't know why?"

 Yang Xuanzhan said indifferently: "Mysterious Talisman The palace has been destroyed, and I am no longer the master of Xuanfu Palace."

 "Now, I am just a servant of Tianji Pavilion."

 Seeing that Yang Xuanzhan didn't seem to be joking, everyone's expressions softened slightly.

 They thought Yang Xuanzhan was here for revenge.

 After all, the Xuanfu Palace's destruction was also due to the Heavenly Demon Palace's contribution.

 "Elders, please step aside first."

 Ning Wudao ordered everyone.

 "Yes."

 After a brief hesitation, everyone left one after another.

 "Fellow Taoist."

 Ning Wudao bowed his hands. Regardless of whether Yang Xuanzhan was the former master of Xuanfu Palace or today's servant of Tianji Pavilion, saying "Fellow Taoist" was not an insult to him.

 "Have you made a breakthrough?" Yang Xuanzhan's expression changed slightly. The last time he met Ning Wudao, Ning Wudao was still at the perfect level of the God Realm. Today, when he met him, he actually reached the God King Realm.

 "I just made a breakthrough a few days ago." Ning Wudao said with a smile, "You came to Tianyao Palace today, so you must not have made a special trip to see me, right?" "The

 master has ordered me to take you back to Tianji Pavilion." Yang Xuanzhan said. .

 "I wonder what's going on?" Ning Wudao was slightly startled and asked.

 Yang Xuanzhan shook his head, "The master's actions are unpredictable. I am of low cultivation, so of course I don't know. But please rest assured, fellow Taoist, it won't be a bad thing." "

 I will send a message to the master, and then I will return to Tianji Pavilion with you. "

 Ning Wudao took out the communication talisman and reported to the Fire Phoenix Demon Saint.

 After a few breaths, the two flew out of the Heavenly Demon Palace together.

 The figure of the Fire Phoenix Demon Saint slowly emerged in the void, looking at the direction the two left with an expressionless face.

 "Old Ancestor."

 A decrepit old man said with complex eyes, "In just over half a month, Yang Xuanzhan has come to look for the palace master for the second time." "Are

 we really not going to stop him?"

 "Stop it?"

 Fire Phoenix Demon Saint sneered, "Behind Yang Xuanzhan is Tianji Pavilion now. It's a blessing that he doesn't come to cause trouble for us." "

 Besides, how do you know that this is not the master of Tianji Pavilion? What do you mean?"

 Today, Tianji Pavilion is already a behemoth that cannot be ignored. The Fire Phoenix Demon Saint is self-aware and will never dare to go against Tianji Pavilion.

 "Ancestor, you have worked hard to cultivate Ning Wudao. If Ning Wudao takes refuge in Tianji Pavilion, won't the foundation of our Tianyao Palace be destroyed in one day?"

 The old man sighed, worried about the future.

 Fire Phoenix Demon Saint said calmly: "With the help of Tianji Pavilion, Ning Wudao killed his father and seized the throne. He is already a member of Tianji Pavilion, and we cannot keep him." "

 As for Tianji Pavilion..."

 Fire Phoenix Demon Saint With a look of self-mockery, he said, "If the Master of Tianji Pavilion can value a small Heavenly Demon Palace, then he is not the Master of Tianji Pavilion." ... "

 Wait

 a minute."

 Passing by a mountain range, Yang Xuanzhan suddenly spoke.

 In the mountains, a white-clothed Qi practitioner was fighting with a dragon. This Qi practitioner's cultivation had reached the perfection of the Divine Tribulation Realm and was about to become a god.

 The dragon's cultivation level was not weak either, and it fought back and forth with the white-clothed qigong practitioner. However, as time passed, it gradually became covered with bruises and fell into a disadvantage.

 Bang!

 Yang Xuanzhan pointed out, and the head of the dragon exploded, and the soul was gone.

 "Who?"

 The white-clothed Qigong practitioner turned around, with fair and delicate skin and a pair of firm and calm eyes. She was obviously a woman disguised as a man.

 "Master..."

 When she saw Yang Xuanzhan's appearance clearly, Lu Shaojun was stunned.

 Her eyes were red and she was holding back tears.

 "Disciple..."

 Yang Xuanzhan's eyes also turned red. Xuanfu Palace was destroyed and many disciples were separated. Lu Shaojun happened to be practicing outside on that day and escaped the disaster.

 After that battle, Yang Xuanzhan was trapped in Tianji Pavilion with almost no chance to go out.

 I never thought that I would meet Lu Shaojun by chance today.

 Ning Wudao was slightly moved.

 The Xuanfu Palace was wiped out, and all the major sects ordered the arrest of Lu Shaojun. She was the number one genius in the Xuanfu Palace and a person on the Southern Wilderness Prodigy List. If she was left alone until Lu Shaojun became a saint, it would be difficult for the major sects to find peace.

 During this period of time, Lu Shaojun has been hiding and not daring to show his face.

 "It's because I'm useless as a teacher and I've made you suffer." Yang Xuanzhan reached out to touch Lu Shaojun's cheek, but Lu Shaojun subconsciously took a step back.

 "Master, there are rumors in the outside world that in order to survive, you voluntarily worked as a slave to the master of Tianji Pavilion. Is it true?" Lu Shaojun clenched his fists.

 "And why are you with him?"

 Lu Shaojun stared at Ning Wudao.

 Master of the Heavenly Demon Palace!

 One of the culprits behind the destruction of Xuanfu Palace.

 "Yes."

 Yang Xuanzhan was heartbroken and nodded heavily. He understood what Lu Shaojun meant, but at that time, he had only one way to surrender to Tianji Pavilion.

 Otherwise, he will be doomed.

 "I was also ordered to take Ning Wudao back to Tianji Pavilion this time." Yang Xuanzhan said again.

 "It turns out it's true..."

 Lu Shaojun laughed miserably, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, tears burst into his eyes.

 The man she had always respected as her father would one day sell himself into slavery to save his life.

 In her heart, Yang Xuanzhan was like a teacher and a father.

 Yang Xuanzhan, who had become a slave, was absolutely unacceptable to her.

 "Senior Brother Liu, Senior Sister Yin and others are still imagining that one day you will lead us to kill the Red Dust Demon Sect and the Heavenly Demon Palace and cut those enemies into pieces. It seems like we are daydreaming." "The

 Yang in my impression . Xuan Zhan is not a person who just lives in vain."

 Lu Shaojun said every word, every word was heart-breaking.

 Yang Xuanzhan felt a cramp in his chest.

 "Master, this is the last time I call you Master."

 Lu Shaojun wiped away his tears with a cold expression.

 Keng!

 She used her finger as a sword, cut off a strand of hair, and said coldly: "Today, I, Mr. Lu, will cut off my hair and take the place of my head. I swear to heaven that I will sever the master-disciple relationship with Yang Xuanzhan."

 "I swear that I will revive the Xuanfu Palace and take revenge. ."

 "If you violate this oath, you will be punished by heaven and earth."

 Boom!

 As if struck by lightning, Yang Xuanzhan took a few steps back in shock, his aura became scattered, and he could hardly keep his body steady.

 Ning Wudao frowned.

 He didn't understand the relationship between the two, but judging from Yang Xuanzhan's performance, it was clear that the master-disciple relationship held a very heavy weight in Yang Xuanzhan's heart.

 "I'll help you."

 Yang Xuanzhan said numbly.

 "These two volumes of scriptures were obtained by me from the Buzhou Sacred Mountain. This is the last thing I can do for you." Yang Xuanzhan handed the jade slip containing half of the Tianji Four Symbols Sutra to Lu Shaojun and said : "I hope you can achieve what you want."

 Rebuilding the Xuanfu Palace is not just Lu Shaojun's ideal.

 However, Yang Xuanzhan had an oath, and he would never be able to take revenge in his life.

 He could only place his hope on Lu Shaojun.

 Two volumes of the Emperor's Sutra are enough.

 "Friend Daoist Ning, let's hit the road."

 Yang Xuanzhan dropped the jade slip, no longer feeling any nostalgia, and escaped into the void with Ning Wudao, completely disappearing from Lu Shaojun's perception.

 Lu Shaojun's lips moved, but in the end he said nothing.

 After a while.

 She picked up the jade slip, and her spiritual thoughts poured in.

 Words came into view one by one, endless mysteries lingered in Lu Shaojun's heart, and her aura continued to rise.

 The next second.

 The bottleneck was broken, Lu Shaojun's eyes were bright, and his eyes were full of shock.

 She became a god.

 Just by taking a look at the Scripture of Four Symbols of Heaven, she broke through the shackles that she had been unable to break for a long time.

 Click!

 This moment.

 Thunder exploded in the sky, numerous calamity clouds rolled, silver snakes intertwined among the clouds, and the calamity was coming.

 Lu Shaojun is about to break through the shackles and become a god.

 When the two people who were far away heard this movement, Yang Xuanzhan showed a hint of relief in the depths of his eyes.

 His hard work was finally not in vain.

 "She has become a god."

 Ning Wudao looked at Yang Xuanzhan and said, "Fellow Taoist, although your master-disciple status is officially severed, she will probably never forget your grace." "

 It doesn't matter anymore. "

 Yang Xuanzhan smiled. He seemed to have dropped a burden, and his mood became lighter and he no longer suppressed the pain.

 He finally has a successor.