Plop!
"Your Majesty, please calm down. I have never had this idea, absolutely not! It seems I was wrong!"
Lin Yuhuang knelt on the ground and said in horror.
"Stop talking nonsense from now on.
Ning Yue is the deputy governor and is under the special care of Yan Song. Sooner or later, he will enter Kyoto and become a core official of the picket department.
If you want to target him, don't come to me! "
Gu Chenfeng immediately rolled up his sleeves and left.
These people really don't know how to live or die. Don't they know that Ning Yue is now Princess Fengyang's pawn?
Princess Fengyang is still waiting for Ning Yue to break through, so that she can participate in the grand event of the Xingluo Colosseum a hundred years later and get a good vote.
Presumably after participating in that grand event, Ning Yue's use value will be gone.
By then, Princess Fengyang should have no objection to dealing with Ning Yue.
Furukawa Sect.
Ten days later, Ning Yue arrived at the gate of the Ancient River Sect.
Knowing that it was Ning Yue who was visiting, the elders of the Furukawa Sect were still very polite.
After all, Ning Yue had previously robbed all the large and small sects around Cangnan City.
Which of the sects around Cangnan City doesn't know about Ning Yue?
They all called Ning Yue a mourning star behind his back.
Elder Lin and several other elders who received Ning Yue's sect.
Ning Yue said straight to the point in front of Elder Lin:
"I won't follow you in circles anymore. I hope that the Ancient River Sect can take action, open the secret realm again, and rescue Mr. Fang Haofang, the governor of our inspection department."
Elder Lin frowned and said in a deep voice: "Master Ning, you have come at the wrong time. Our sect leader is practicing in seclusion, and now we have no way to make the decision!"
"Haha, you can't be the master? Now three of the four major sects have agreed, but you, the Furukawa Sect, don't agree.
I sent someone to have a serious discussion with you, but you all used the same rhetoric, saying that the sect master is in retreat and it is inconvenient to see guests.
Do you really think that my picket department is easy to bully? Or do you think that the master of Tongtian Pavilion is a weak person who can be bullied?
Lord Fang Haofang, even if he made a lot of mistakes, he was still that person's son.
I think you are doing this on purpose! "
Ning Yue was always looking for trouble, so he couldn't care less.
On the spot, he stood up and his strong breath filled the air, suppressing the entire audience.
Everyone had long known that Ning Yue's spiritual pressure was extremely terrifying, but when Ning Yue released his spiritual pressure, they were still shocked.
Ning Yue's spiritual pressure was a bit more terrifying than everyone imagined.
It is unbelievable and unimaginable that a monk at the early stage of Nascent Soul Realm actually has such powerful spiritual pressure, which is comparable to that of a monk at the early stage of becoming a god.
Snapped!
Elder Lin slapped the table and stood up, glared at Ning Yue, and sneered:
"Master Ning, you have such great authority! You actually ran wild on my Guhe Sect's territory!
The opening of the secret realm requires the voluntary consent of the four major sects. How can it be forced?
Besides, this matter has cost my sect ancestor’s cultivation. My ancestor’s magic power has not yet been restored. How can I open the secret realm? "
"Don't talk nonsense to me. Let me ask you one question. Do you, the Furukawa Sect, agree or not?"
Ning Yue said calmly.
But the spiritual pressure bursting out of him became even more terrifying.
A powerful aura was formed within a hundred feet around him, suppressing everything around him like a sky-suppressing seal.
It made some elders present feel suffocated.
boom!
Elder Lin also burst out with terrifying spiritual pressure.
A white light surrounded the whole body, like a sword energy piercing the sky, soaring straight into the sky, standing erect.
No matter how hard Ning Yue squeezed, he could not force Elder Lin's spiritual pressure back.
On the contrary, Elder Lin's spiritual pressure was so aggressive that he kept suppressing Ning Yue.
After all, Elder Lin is in the late stage of divine transformation, so his spiritual pressure is naturally not comparable to that of monks in the early stages of divine transformation, nor is it comparable to Ning Yue, who is much stronger than Ning Yue.
The entire hall was shaking, and then the earth shook and the mountains shook, and the air waves spread towards the outside of the hall like an overwhelming mountain.
Some of the elders present who were in the early stages of the Divine Transformation Realm could no longer hold on any longer and fled outside the hall.
The elders and disciples who were in the realm of transformation were watching from a distance outside the hall, not daring to take a step forward.
Everyone was shocked.
"This Ning Yue is really arrogant. He actually came to me, the Furukawa Sect, to find trouble!"
"Just because I am the official of the Immortal Court of Creation, I treat myself as one thing. Haha, I, the Ancient River Sect, will not accept this!"
A disciple said sarcastically.
"But his spiritual pressure is so terrifying. You must know that he is only in the early stage of Nascent Soul! Such powerful spiritual pressure is simply rare in the world!"
Someone praised.
This actually aroused everyone's fear, awe and jealousy.
really!
Ning Yue's spiritual pressure was simply terrifying. None of them had ever seen a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul possessing such terrifying spiritual pressure.
Reiatsu is the unique suppression of low-level monks by high-level monks.
Generally speaking, only monks who have transformed into gods have spiritual pressure. At the same time, only those who have entered the realm of transforming gods can be called high-level monks.
For most monks, being able to cultivate to the realm of divine transformation is their lifelong pursuit.
As for the combination of gods, transcending tribulations, and Mahayana, that is a luxury hope, it is really too difficult.
It can be said to be rare.
In the entire Jingzhou, there are probably only a handful of monks who have survived the tribulation.
"Sooner or later, people like this will enter the Institute of Creation for further study, and their future achievements will be immeasurable."
An old elder said with emotion.
"As beautiful as a tree is in the forest, the wind will destroy it. With Ning Yue's style, he will only offend more and more people. How can he achieve anything?"
There are also monks with yin and yang weird ways.
Ning Yue gradually couldn't hold on any longer, and the gap between Yuanshen Jinlian seemed to be widening again.
After all, there was a huge difference in strength between him and Elder Lin, so it was normal for them not to be rivals.
Now we just have to wait for the live broadcast of the Mother Mirror of Creation. When the time comes, the contents of the Shadow Stone will be made public, and then everyone will understand.
There is evidence of collusion between Li Wansong and others. The previous conversations were also in the mirror. The pagoda monk also mentioned the four major sects.
Now, the four major sects are also involved.
However, the four major sects are not deeply involved. As long as they are not fools, they will not take risks and will definitely stand up and clear the relationship.
Otherwise, if they insist on going against the Immortal Court of Creation, they will be dead ends and the entire sect will be destroyed.
Ning Yue sneered in his heart, hoping that the Mother and Son Mirror would capture the scene here as soon as possible.
Suddenly, a crisp and familiar voice sounded outside the hall:
"Brother Ning Yue, why are you fighting with Elder Lin? Elder Lin, please stop quickly. This is Brother Ning Yue. He is my friend. You are not allowed to bully him!"
The speaker was a beautiful but somewhat immature girl. Although she was only thirteen or fourteen years old, she already had the beginnings of a beautiful country. In time, she would definitely become a peerless beauty.
Who is that if not Lu Miaomiao?
She was wearing a pure white flower skirt, with long flowing hair, and her smart and dark eyes were full of anger.
