Weng Chengyi said, "Young master, don't be upset. I just asked Venerable Yanran to try it out in advance. We will face this battle eventually. I hope Venerable Yanran can handle it properly."
Yanran frowned, looking at the provocative person in front of her, she snorted coldly, and the spell in her hand changed in an instant, forcing the brilliance away, and then disappeared in place.
But this does not mean that people have left. Lu Hanhe and several people appeared outside the main hall, and saw two rays of light fighting on the main hall. The speed was so fast, like the entanglement of ice and fire, the collision of water and fire, which brought about some kind of shocking The feeling of brilliance splashing and blooming before your eyes.
The rest of Jiukongsha also noticed this. Someone came closer to watch a few people, frowned, and asked in a low voice, "Young Master Lu, why is this?"
It seems that their fight is not like a sparring match at all, but more like fighting each other.
Lu Hanhe raised his hand to stop them and said, "Don't worry about it, the result will be in a minute."
When the elders heard this, they gave Lu Hanhe a strange look. Lu Hanhe raised his eyebrows and said, "Fairy Yanran, despite your innocent temperament, your strength is not as simple as you think."
He seems to be Yanran's follower.
"That's not necessarily the case." One of the elders said, "It's not that we think that Venerable Yanran is invincible, but, young master, you have forgotten that this challenger is the genius of the secret palace."
Lu Hanhe's eyes moved slightly and he looked at the other person. He suddenly realized that this person did not seem familiar. It was precisely because of this that he discovered that he seemed to have only appeared in the sect seven thousand years ago, but he was treated very politely by the sect. eccentric.
In the light, the brilliance of Yanran's hands appeared, and she intercepted the incoming Dafa forcefully. Yanran was a little shocked in her heart. She suspected that this person said it was a test, but what he tested was not the strength between them, but... but... Testing her bottom.
This made Yan Ran suddenly and directly feel whether she had exposed something, or who the other party was.
Yanran's thoughts were spinning, and she suddenly retracted the Jiuzhou Dafa that was about to be blasted, and was about to fight back with the Kung Fu technique obtained from Jiukongsha.
At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew through the entire space. The gentle breeze blew away all the restlessness and momentum, and everyone seemed to be quiet at this moment.
As a result, even Weng Chengyi, who was sitting firmly in the main hall, suddenly appeared outside the main hall. Lu Hanhe was still covered. The elders seemed to have sensed something and looked at the sky above Jiukongsha in extreme shock.
The battle in the sky seemed to be frozen in place. The next moment, Yanran felt that her and the opponent's Dafa were dispersed by the light wind, and their light and shadow gathered in the void, condensing into their original appearance.
In front of him, the other party had slowly knelt down in the void.
Yanran was still a little confused, but in an instant, Weng Chengyi appeared at a higher place, bowed respectfully, "Welcome the envoy back to the clan."
The entire Jiukong Temple became even quieter, with a hint of fear, and only the elders in the main hall expressed their respect.
Lu Hanhe's eyes widened with fear and surprise at the same time. He was extremely contradictory. He bowed to greet him for the first time, but did not stabilize his gaze. He looked back and forth, as if he was looking for a hiding place.
Yanran raised her eyes and looked up, and felt a little silver light spreading down. This divine light was probably too cold and harsh, making Yanran feel suffocated as soon as her eyes touched it, as if all the strength in her body had solidified.
She was forced to lower her head, and in her peripheral vision, she saw a figure walking step by step from high in the sky with hands behind her back. No, there was more than one person, and there was also a woman following behind. The light skirt looked familiar, but it was probably oppression. Her thoughts were interrupted, and she couldn't recall it immediately.
"Envoy Ying Ming." Weng Chengyi shouted respectfully.
Yan Ran's heart skipped a beat. This name made her feel frightened and rushed straight to the Zi Mansion. During the seven thousand years in Jiukong Temple, she had heard too many stories about Ying Ming. They were all cold-blooded murders. The matter of killing.
When people in the Nine Sky Temple mention it, although they are also afraid, they feel even more supreme honor and reverence.
And Lu Hanhe, the young master of the Lu family, when he mentioned Ying Ming, he even wanted to kneel down and introduce him directly.
"Um."
The cold and arrogant voice floated down from above, without pausing, it passed directly past the other party and went straight to the main hall.
Weng Chengyi wanted to follow behind, but he stopped in his tracks and suddenly saw a woman following Ying Ming. Her aura was not inferior to his. The most important thing was that this woman's temperament was somewhat similar to Ying Ming's. With arrogance and coldness, but more arrogant than Ying Ming.
However, he had never seen such a person before. However, Weng Chengyi was not too surprised. The right-hand man who followed Ying Ming fell in the Donghuang Tomb. It was normal for Ying Ming to be followed by others.
It was probably because he looked at her for more than a breath. The woman's eyes fell like ice knives, and her aura was very difficult to deal with. Although her words were polite, there was still a hint of arrogance that had not yet been concealed.
"I haven't introduced it to the sect leader yet. I, Lin Ying, would like to ask the sect leader to take note of it."
The sect leader sneered, "I'm just slow, but I'm a wise man."
After saying that, he turned around and followed Ying Ming quickly. Ying Ming ignored the conflict between them.
And Yanran was probably closer, and she suddenly heard the slightly familiar name, and was a little surprised. In Jiuzhou, there once was such a person, who could defeat ten thousand demons with one sword, and shake ten thousand devils with one sword. He was really famous.
Back then, Yanran also wanted to see Master Lin Ying's charm, but she never had the chance. However, Master Yanyue said that she had already seen him and there was no need to be disappointed.
But at that time, Yanran didn't understand. She asked the Venerable Yanyue and asked who this Master Lin Ying was. However, the Venerable Yanran covered his mouth and smiled softly, tapping her eyebrows, as if he was still scolding her. I don't understand observation at all.
In short, Yanran did not get a definite answer until the end.
Thinking of Lord Yanyue's voice and smile, Yanran's surprise at having the same name faded away, and she could only lower her head with a gloomy expression, respectfully greeting these two people who might turn the entire Jiukong Temple upside down.
At this moment, the man who called himself Lin Ying suddenly paused beside her, lowering his head Yanran, only seeing the lavender clothes.
Subconsciously, he raised his head slightly and caught the other person's lowered gaze, with a hint of smile in his gaze.
Yanran felt strange for a moment, and felt an indescribable sense of familiarity.
But she saw the other person's fingertips slightly moving, a wave in the air, and a ray of golden light passing directly towards her. Yanran's body was shaken, and all the energy she had spent fighting with that person was restored. But what really made her freeze in place was the familiarity of this power. feel.
Yanran's eyes widened, but the person had already passed by her and followed Ying Ming away.
She stared, and for a moment... she could only try to hide the excitement in her heart, as well as the indescribable confusion and worry.
Hundreds of feet above the main hall, several elders bowed to make way. Ying Ming did not make a sound, just took one step forward, disappeared on the spot, and everyone disappeared with him. When he reappeared, he was above the main hall. The seat where Weng Chengyi did not dare to sit down before, Ying Ming Ming stood in front, his robe suddenly spread out without any movement as he turned around, as if covering the entire Jiukong Temple.
He sat down on the throne, his face expressionless, but not angry or powerful.
Lin Ying took Weng Chengyi's previous position, but Weng Chengyi stood in his original position without saying a word.
The elders below bowed their hands in greeting and said, "We sincerely welcome the envoy back to our clan, and may the envoy's immortal blessings last forever."
Ying Ming leaned slightly on the throne and tapped the armrest with his fingertips in agreement.
Weng Chengyi finally couldn't help but be excited, turned around and respectfully faced Ying Ming, and asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, I heard the news from Yu Yujing, you are already..."
Ying Ming raised his eyelids and landed on him neither lightly nor heavily. Weng Chengyi immediately stopped his voice and knelt on the ground even more excitedly, "Congratulations to your Majesty for becoming a heavenly being!"
The elders who had not received the news before were even more surprised. The joy suddenly appeared on their faces, and for a while they only looked up to congratulate them.
Weng Chengyi stepped forward again and asked, "Your Majesty, would you like Jiukongcha to host the ceremony for you?"
He asked tentatively, for practitioners, every promotion is difficult and dangerous, but promotion means that the strength is improved to a higher level, which is announced to the world. It is a deterrent and a demonstration of strength.
But Ying Ming's eyes fell coldly, "What kind of grand ceremony is needed? The realm of this deity needs to be announced in a grand ceremony to be revealed?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Weng Chengyi and the other spirits knelt down on the ground. Their speed was synchronized, as if everyone had expected it and had gotten used to it.
Beside him, Zhao Ning looked like Lin Ying. At this moment, he probably couldn't hold back his smile and lowered his eyes.
"The superior envoy was the envoy of Yu Yu's realm ten thousand years ago. Now he has been promoted to heaven and is the highest in Jiuzhou. No one dares to question it." Weng Chengyi complimented, "Jiukong Temple obeys the order of the superior envoy, but with the superior envoy Order."
The hall became quieter. Ying Ming's gaze moved forward and fell on Yanran and another person. Yanran only felt that the gaze was colder than her frost method. It was a kind of knife on the neck, life hanging by a thread. of chill.
Yanran subconsciously bowed respectfully and said, "Meet the envoy Ying Ming."
From Ying Ming's perspective, of course he would not pay attention to a newly promoted soul, not to mention that he had never seen it in Jiukong Temple. He just casually asked the leader, "What's going on?"
Weng Chengyi said, "Your Majesty, you are reporting to Ming Ming for the quota in Shixu. We have received news that we will close the quota. Both geniuses want to compete for this quota, so we will give them a try in advance."
When the topic of Shixu was mentioned, Weng Chengyi also had doubts in his heart. He tentatively stepped forward and asked, "Your Majesty, I don't know if the news of Shixu is true."
She asked vaguely, but Yanran's ears stood up sharply. She knew clearly that he was talking about wanting to peel off the time ruins. She couldn't help but feel nervous in her heart, but she understood better that in front of the powerful people here, especially those who were already In front of Ying Ming, the heavenly being, she couldn't make any move.
"How can you talk about this matter in vain?" However, Ying Ming answered simply, and even reminded, "I agree with the expulsion of Jiuzhou. There is no need to reduce the number of places. I, Jiu Kongsha, am not a shrinking person, why not Let’s give it a try first.”
Weng Chengyi was also shocked and didn't understand the meaning, but his heart was trembling. He could only obey the order, so he knelt down to accept the order, and all the elders knelt down.
Only Yanran was stunned on the spot because of these words. Her whole body was cold, and she felt that she was deep in an eternal ice cave. Is this the end of Kyushu?
She wanted to seek confirmation from Zhao Ning, but she was afraid that Ying Ming would see her and expose Zhao Ning. In the end, she endured it and knelt down slowly, following the common posture of everyone. She knelt down step by step, just like in The pain in Yanran's heart was severe when she cut herself with the knife, and the divine light around her seemed to go berserk.
Zhao Ning was surprised by Yanran's performance. Although Yanran's hesitation just now made Yanran almost stand out, only Zhao Ning and Ying Ming were watching at that time, and Yanran would not be exposed.
It was only at this moment that Zhao Ning truly felt that Yanran had really shouldered the responsibilities of the year in seven thousand years, and she was not just talking about it.
"Okay, don't delay." Ying Ming leaned back with a lazy posture, "As usual, I have come to pay homage to my ancestors."
Ying Ming came out of Jiukong Temple and received the inheritance of Jiukong Temple. The ancestors of Jiukong Temple are all placed in the tomb of Jiukong Temple. No matter what state Ying Ming is now, he should come to comfort his ancestors. Lie Zong.
Weng Chengyi realized it and said respectfully, "I will immediately lead Ying Ming's envoy to the Underground Palace."
Ying Ming stood up and glanced down at Zhao Ning. Zhao Ning understood and did not move. He just sent him off respectfully like all the elders.
Ying Ming's figure dispersed, followed closely by Weng Chengyi.
The hall was silent for a long time, and the intimidation left by Ying Ming dissipated. The elders then whispered about the information they had just received, some were excited, some were frightened, some were excited, and some were cowed.
He didn't even know that Zhao Ning had left.
Zhao Ning landed at the highest point of the Nine Sky Temple and looked at the huge sect that had been passed down for millions of years.
What secrets does Jiukong Temple, Jiukong Temple hide, and what is its relationship with the people who suddenly appeared in the Jiuzhou Passage.
Chapter 397
Jiukong Temple is located in the Xianzhou Sea, close to Shenzhou Xianluo Islands.
This sea area is occupied by Jiukong Temple. Over millions of years, the uncanny workmanship of nature and the ingenuity of the sect have made Jiukong Temple present a magnificent and magnificent scene that is different from the outside world.
The whole space has a vast appearance, and the peaceful luck is rolling in the Nine Sky Temple, like clouds and mist, like big waves, setting off the magnificent hall and supporting the pavilion and terrace, like a fairyland in a painting.
It is obviously on the sea, but thirty thousand miles downward and one hundred thousand miles upward, the Nine Sky Temple buildings are built at random.
The sea water forms a sinking trend at the edge of the Nine Sky Temple, which is a waterfall in the sea and forms a divine punishment.
The sea area is cut off piece by piece, or hovers on the side of a certain hall to create a scene, or connects two areas to form a waterway, which is dreamy and mysterious.
A wave of water surges up from the depths like a dragon, twists and turns through the air corridor spanning two places, and lands on the water waterfall fairy stage at the other end of the corridor. The wave merges into the water waterfall, showing several conversations. figures, they are familiar with each other, they are all disciples of Jiukong Temple, and they have the pride and complacency of being an ancient sect.
Zhao Ning seemed to be able to see the grand scene of Yu Yu's Nine Heavens in ancient times, or maybe these were nothing to Yu Yu's Nine Heavens back then.
At this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind Zhao Ning, "Zhao... Venerable Lin Ying."
Zhao Ning turned her eyes and saw Yanran standing behind her, a little cautious, and with a fear that was not concealed from the main hall.
She saluted Zhao Ning and stared at Zhao Ning. She wanted to go forward to seek a sense of security, but she was afraid that all the people of Jiukongsha would see her here.
But Zhao Ning smiled faintly, and the invisible wind floated around. Standing at the highest point, no one could detect Zhao Ning's barrier, unless...
Zhao Ning lowered his eyes, Haokong Tianzun was not so leisurely looking at Jiukongsha.
"Yanran, are you afraid?"
Zhao Ning said.
Hearing Zhao Ning calling her with his original voice, Yanran couldn't bear it anymore. She was a little excited and a little panicked, "Zhao Ning, you heard it. What kind of envoy actually agreed with Yu Yujing's approach? He also wanted to Turn the entire Kyushu into a place where demons are fed! They are serious, they simply don’t take the creatures of Kyushu seriously.”
