"What was the name of the bald old man from Yuanji Jiulin just now, and where did he come from?"
After seeing off another person, Nangong Wentian elegantly took out a handkerchief, wiped the sweat from his forehead with an anxious gesture, and asked Wang Hui next to him.
"The Overlord of Fire Cloud, the ancestor of the Huoyun Mountain Sect."
Wang Hui looked at his eyes, nose, and heart, and his every move was in line with etiquette, but the indifference at the corner of his mouth still showed his disapproval. After all, anyone below Yuanji Jiulin is still a junior even if he looks a little older.
Nangong Wentian nodded, looked at the carefree Bai Jiansan and the dull-faced Su Liuli on the other side, and said with a smile: "The fifth junior sister and the younger junior brother are still comfortable. Let's not mention the fifth junior sister. She just has that cold temperament, and the younger junior brother is happy." Nine Classics, why has it been open for three months? What is he doing? This junior fellow apprentice is practicing faster than others. He shouldn't be doing it. Could it be..."
"You didn't tell my junior brother that Master is celebrating his birthday in the past few days. You said you wanted to give him a surprise. Master also said that you had accepted the gifts and gave them all to him for his training and to break the sixth and seventh gates. Now you are getting anxious."
Wang Hui said something casually, then looked at his nose and heart, and stopped paying attention. The senior brother couldn't stop talking for a whole day.
really. Nangong Wentian was eloquent: "You don't understand this..."
"Elder brother, stop for a moment and listen to me."
Bai Jiansan from the side came over seriously and said, "Why do I think these people are coming after my junior brother?"
"What do you mean?" Nangong Wentian asked.
Bai Jiansan waved his long sleeves: "Many seniors came with quasi-sage disciples and searched among us immediately. Isn't the meaning obvious enough?"
Nangong Wentian laughed, as if he felt it was not dignified enough, and changed to a smile with six teeth showing: "Junior brother destroyed Da Luo and Dayan, his methods were bloody and domineering, and he is famous all over the world. The world's masters are used to comparing themselves to each other. Even my own master uncle and The second junior uncle is trying his best to take advantage of his younger junior brother, let alone others? This reminds me of the son-in-law of Lao Zhang who sold fried dough sticks on Qianmen Street in Baijiang City two hundred years ago..."
Bai Jiansan and Wang Hui looked at the elder brother in surprise. The elder brother was even more ridiculous. What did he do to Lao Zhang's son-in-law who sells fried dough sticks? Just stay away.
At this moment, a warrior behind him said in surprise: "The Xia Ming Sword is bowed and shining on the frost, and the autumn wind sweeps out of Donghua's Withered Sword Cave. Someone is coming from the sky."
In front of me, I saw a middle-aged woman in black clothes carrying a sword box, walking through the air, her sword energy rising into the sky as she walked.
There were two people following behind, a man and a woman. The woman was wearing a veil and her hair was tied up in a high bun. She had a heroic appearance. Some people recognized her. She should be Ying Jianying, the Saint of Kujian Cave. She entered the Sword Cave a few years ago and is now Yuanji Jiu. Lin Dingfeng is one step closer to becoming a quasi-sage.
Another man, with a tall figure, a face like a jade, and eyes like cold stars, attracted a large number of female cultivators to look at him. This man is the first candidate to become a saint in Kujian Cave. Su Lijian, who lives with the sword and walks with the sword. The ten gates of the quasi-sage have been opened to heaven and earth.
"Senior Sword Girl!"
Nangong Wentian and others greeted the three middle-aged women in black and bowed respectfully.
The middle-aged woman nodded silently, took Ying Jianying and Su Lijian down to the platform, glanced around, and went straight to the "Ancient Palace".
The three of them had just left when a wave of people arrived in front of them. They were masters from Bei Mingfu. With a cold face, they ignored everyone, including Nangong Wentian and the others, and went straight to the "Ancient Palace".
Three more people came next.
Before Nangong Wentian's brothers could speak, Du Hulu, a disciple of Uncle Sou Yunfei of the Third Peak, who was defeated by Xin Zhuo a few months ago, rushed over with his eyes shining: "The Chu family, descended from the ancient queen of Beihai, Here we are, Brother Chu Feng is here too, this is the popular candidate to become a true saint in three years!"
"Who's popular?" Su Liuli asked coldly.
Du Hulu sneered and stepped aside.
After the masters of the Chu family in Beihai, they were quiet for a moment. Suddenly, between the distant peaks, the sea of clouds rolled, and a strange chariot and horse that seemed to have driven out of the ancient times flashed into the sky, shooting down streaks of yellow infuriating energy, which was extremely coercive.
The warriors around him couldn't help but hesitate, they had never seen such a battle before.
Soon, Nangong Wentian stepped forward and saluted: "Junior, I have seen the elder Ji, and the medical sect is full of glory!"
The warriors around him suddenly understood, and they all saluted hurriedly. Their expressions were much more restrained and humble. The Ji family on the mountain was a legendary family.
The carriage fell down and two people walked out, an old man with white hair and a young man in white clothes. They seemed to have walked out of the mist. They were completely different from the warriors from all directions. They seemed mysterious, terrifying and noble.
The old man's aura instantly overpowered everyone watching, and asked coldly: "Where is Xin Zhuo?"
Nangong Wentian chuckled and saluted, "Senior, what are you looking for for my junior brother? I have something to do, he is elsewhere."
The old man sneered, unwilling to speak any more, and strode away with the young master.
Nangong Wentian had just taken a breath when someone not far away exclaimed: "Who is this?"
Everyone looked over and couldn't help being surprised. They saw the sea of clouds swaying in the distance, and a nine-green dragon chariot and a nine-big Suzaku chariot drove out. The two chariots went hand in hand. Water and fire enveloped the entire sky, and a green , a flash of red shone in all directions of the forbidden area, and the momentum was extremely frightening.
No, not one group, but two groups!
The atmosphere and luxury, as well as the antiquity and mystery, are staggering.
"boom……"
The two large chariots landed on two nearby hills. For a moment, dragons roared in the sky and birds chirped in all directions.
A large number of warriors immediately bowed their waists cautiously and saluted.
The dense crowd of junior warriors was unbearable, so they covered their ears with their hands and backed away step by step.
Nangong Wentian's brothers and brothers were fine. They looked at each other, waved their sleeves to block the breath of dragons and birds, and stood on the edge of the Luan platform. They saluted respectfully: "I've seen Senior Jiang and Senior Ye!"
The two cars opened "with a bang" at the same time.
Four people walked out of the Kowloon carriage, two old men, an old woman and a young woman. The three old men were all men of heavenly cultivation and behaved like mountains.
The woman has a graceful figure and is very charming. She wears a water cloud veil, three thousand green silk hairs are tied into a spiritual snake bun, her eyebrows are like flowing flowers, her eyebrows are like distant daisy, and her eyes are like water waves, clear and clean.
Even if she didn't see the whole picture, she still knew how beautiful this girl was, and the key point around her body was the terrifying aura of a quasi-sage with all ten gates open.
"The first eldest lady of the Ye family, Ye Miaojin! Su Miaojin..."
In the distance, Saint Ying Jianying of Dry Sword Cave stood quietly beside a huge stone and murmured something.
Another Nine-Big Suzaku Car drove out, and three people stepped out, all three of them were women. The leader was an old woman with a kind-faced face, and her aura was overwhelming. The dragon-headed cane in her hand lightly tapped the air, causing ripples to make people dizzy.
There are two women left, one is long and tall, cold and evil.
The other one has a slender figure, a pair of dark blue eyes, a complexion as fair as jade, cherry lips, a beautiful nose, and long eyelashes that tremble slightly, like an alien elf. It is not an exaggeration to praise a beauty in the world and bring disaster to the country and the people. .
"Mr. Ning, Chanyi, and Nandina Xiongzhang, long time no see. I wonder if you are here to meet the young master? Please go back, sir?"
Ying Jianying murmured again, her face extremely complicated.
When both masters enter the "Ancient Palace",
Nangong Wentian shouted softly: "At the gate of the forbidden area, we present Master Xiang's birthday banquet!"
"Buzz——"
The entrance to the forbidden area was closed. In the entire forbidden area, colorful auspicious clouds were falling, spiritual grasses were everywhere, spiritual fruits were growing everywhere, and elixirs of various grades were flying everywhere.
The densely packed low-level warriors were fighting for each other while shouting, "Mr. Medical Emperor, your holy life is boundless!"
Martial arts immortals also want to get lucky when they celebrate their birthdays.
"boom……"
At this moment, a loud buzzing sound suddenly came from the entire forbidden area, and an extremely sharp aura swept across it.
Experts above the holy realm frowned.
The warriors below the Holy Realm staggered and landed one after another, looking around in shock.
Nangong Wentian and others also frowned slightly and looked around.
Countless martial arts thoughts swept across the forbidden space.
…
Qianjun Lake.
Calm and calm, suddenly the pressure and gravity disappeared, and a stream of water jumped out, transforming into a square-shaped painted halberd dozens of feet long, with wisps of black energy, like a sky-killing halberd, and struck out with a bang.
"boom--"
The Baili Lake, which weighs more than 10,000 pieces, is split into two like a melon!
In an instant, the spurt of water dissipated, and the two halves of the lake collided, splashing thousands of feet of water.
"Not bad!"
At the bottom of the lake, Xin Zhuo closed his handprints, opened his mouth and spit out a string of bubbles.
The good news is that after I successfully opened the Nine Sutras, I got a great opportunity. My strength is ten times stronger than before. It seems easy to practice.
The bad news is that he has only broken through the fifth gate and has not improved his cultivation. This ghost Fangtian's painted halberd and withered bones have no real energy to capture. Moreover, the sword sutra is closed, so he can only use a halberd instead of a sword in the future!
How many times have you changed your weapons in these eighty years of practice? I have used knives, spears, swords, and halberds all over again. There is absolutely no one in this world who can switch weapons at will like me!
I don’t even know how to explain it to my master and senior brothers.
At this moment, densely packed powerful martial arts suddenly glanced over.
Xin Zhuo couldn't help but feel numb, and immediately restrained all his momentum. He was in a trance, where could there be so many masters?
The forbidden area was attacked, wouldn't this happen every time?
"Where is my junior brother? Junior brother..."
Wang Hui's voice came faintly from above.
"Master's birthday, masters from all over the world are coming. I'm afraid there are some old friends of yours, please come out quickly..."
The words that followed were too vague, and Xin Zhuo didn't hear them clearly.
He opened his mouth and spit out a string of bubbles. At this moment, after practicing a lot, he switched to weapons and martial arts. He was so exhausted that he really couldn't deal with it. So he just sat down and waited for his body to recover.
There was another shout from above, but the sound disappeared.
They say it's too bland, you have to let me hold it in for a few chapters, let's take our time.
Kavin was really stuck today. When it came to breaking news, I didn’t even know what to write. I had a lot of hair pulled out. I drank ten cans of Red Bull and my eyes were blood red. I squatted on the roadside and counted cars.
That's right, I sounded like farting again. I'll make up for it tomorrow.
(End of chapter)
