The Holy Palace of Paradise is located in the central area of the city, covering a vast area and is a large-scale palace complex.
Of course, this kind of hugeness is only relative to other buildings in the city. For Mo Juren and Wang Ying who came from outside, they are far behind in every aspect.
This is understandable. It's just a 'small place' with a population of hundreds of thousands. No matter how big it is, how big can it be?
In Mo Juren's opinion, the only advantage here is probably the architectural style. Although it is not very luxurious, it has an exotic atmosphere.
"Jia Zhuangji came from a foreign land. What do you think of the various palaces in our Holy Palace of Paradise?" As they entered the Holy Palace and hurried on their way, Saint Miaoru suddenly asked.
"It's very artistic and unforgettable." Mo Juren praised sincerely.
"Is this what you really think?" Saint Miaoru asked with a charming smile.
"Absolutely no lies."
"I don't mean what I said." The saintly lady Miaoru laughed dumbly, a trace of confusion suddenly flashed in her eyes, and she sighed softly,
"The world outside the holy realm is really fascinating!"
"Has the saint never left the holy realm?" Mo Juren's heart moved and he asked tactfully.
"You can't get out." Saint Miaoru shook her head slightly, but gave an extremely bad answer. Hearing this, not only Mo Juren, but also Wang Ying on the side also felt shocked.
"Can't get out? Why?"
"I only heard the palace master talk about it, but I don't know the specific reason."
After hearing Saint Miaoru's explanation, Mo Juren's eyes flashed slightly, but he did not continue to ask. Wang Ying felt extremely heavy, with anxiety in her bright eyes. She subconsciously looked at the former, and saw that his expression did not change much, so she felt relieved.
Everyone continued to move forward, passing through the path covered by flowers, and soon appeared on a wide circular square. At the other end was a staircase extending upward, and at the end was the main hall.
What made Mo Juren feel a little scared was that there were a large number of soldiers standing on the square at this time, each of them holding a weapon, standing tall and tall, giving people a heavy and depressing feeling.
He wanted to ask Miaoru Saint, but at this time, the other party had already put away all expressions, and walked towards the passage left by the soldiers in the middle and towards the stone steps with a solemn expression.
As a result, he couldn't speak anymore and could only move forward slowly with the other party. After crossing the square and reaching the stone steps, he was stopped by soldiers standing there.
Miaoru Saint's expression remained unchanged, she took out a token from her arms and waved it. Seeing this, the latter immediately bowed respectfully and then stepped aside to let him go.
"You guys wait here for a moment. It won't be too late to enter when the palace master summons you." Saint Miaoru reminded her in a low voice, and then led a group of palace ladies straight up the stone steps and soon disappeared from sight.
Mo Juren was not in a hurry. He stood in front of the stone steps with his hands behind his hands and waited patiently.
Tan Yang and Wang Ying stood behind them, but their expressions changed, and they were obviously not at peace in their hearts. The former was more due to excitement. After all, he was only the captain and rarely had such opportunities, while the latter was entirely due to worry.
The waiting time was not long, and soon, a loud summons sounded. The three of them all straightened their expressions, and then led by Mo Juren, they went straight up the stone steps.
After about a while, the three of them finally reached the end of the stone steps. What they saw was a majestic palace. Through the open door, they could get an overview of the situation inside.
However, when Mo Juren saw the result, his eyes flashed with surprise. There were actually dozens of familiar figures in the main hall. They were the elders in the Dan Formation Stage from Kamikaze Island and Corpse Jade Sect.
"These people were summoned together. It seems the situation is not simple!" Mo Juren looked at Wang Ying beside him, then calmly looked back and continued to move forward.
There are also many people standing on both sides of the hall. Judging from their attire, they should be similar to officials. On the high platform in the center, four women wearing brocade skirts and veils covering their faces were lined up on both sides. One of them was the Miaoru Saint who had just left.
On the main seat behind the four women, a figure sat motionless, without a veil, but she was an alluring woman with peerless beauty and graceful temperament.
Mo Juren only glanced at it, and his heartbeat accelerated a little for no reason. This can't help but surprise him. Since he started practicing, he has seen countless top-notch beauties, and there are also not a few who can be called stunning.
However, she was completely different from the graceful woman in front of her. Maybe she's not bad in appearance, but she always feels like she's missing a unique attraction, a kind of power that can make people fall for her willingly.
At this moment, all the elders in the Alchemy Stage of Kamikaze Island and Corpse Jade Sect all had their eyes flickering, looking up secretly from time to time, with unconcealable desire in their expressions.
Seeing this scene, Mo Juren was instantly frightened and became more vigilant. This is not normal, so abnormal. Such a strange scene clearly shows that this woman is not simple.
These are just thoughts in his heart. From beginning to end, his expression was very calm. After he stood still, he bowed slightly and said loudly: "Jia Ren, a man from the outside world, has met the Master of Paradise Palace."
"Jia Ren? This name is quite unique." The Master of Paradise Palace's eyes flashed slightly and he suddenly asked,
"Is this your real name?"
"The name is just a code name. Does it matter whether it is true or false?" Mo Juren smiled slightly and asked. However, such a performance immediately made someone next to him become furious and yelled:
"How dare you be so rude to the Palace Master! How dare you, the madman! Why don't you kneel down and confess your sins!"
"Who are you?" Hearing the other party's scolding, Mo Juren's expression suddenly turned cold, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.
"I am General Luan Gang, how do you treat me?" Luan Gang naturally felt the murderous intention of the other party, and he was even more angry. Except for the palace master, no one dared to treat him like this, especially an outsider. The next moment, he pulled out the long sword from his waist with a loud cry.
"Luan Gang! What a good dog." Mo Juren's smile became even brighter and he continued,
"It's just that your master hasn't spoken yet, but you, a dog, keep barking at the guests. Isn't it a bit too much?"
"You...you are looking for death!" The other party was in this situation, yet you dared to humiliate him so blatantly. Luan Gang was shocked and furious. He couldn't hold it back. Without saying a word, he raised his sword and stabbed him. Come over.
He is worthy of being a general. Not only is he powerful, but his speed is also not weak. He quickly attacks the opponent like an afterimage.
But Mo Juren's expression remained unchanged, he didn't even dodge and let the other party come. The moment the sword came close, his palm reached out as fast as lightning, pinched the blade of the sword tightly with two fingers, and then suddenly pulled it along with the opponent's strength.
The general was originally very happy, thinking that the other party was frightened by his sudden attack. Unexpectedly, the opponent suddenly counterattacked, and his control of the force was so superb that he instantly lost his center of gravity and fell forward.
"Snapped……"
A crisp sound suddenly sounded, which was particularly loud in the quiet hall. But Mo Juren took this opportunity and slapped him with a powerful force. He slapped the opponent's burly body ten feet away and the sword came out of his hand.
"Peng..." The general was tall and strong, and the impact on the thick pillar behind him was particularly loud, and blood seeped out from the corners of his mouth. It's nothing, the key is face. It's normal to miss occasionally in a competition, but being slapped in the face by the other party, or in such a public place, the humiliation is more uncomfortable than being stabbed.
"I'll fight you!" At this time, the general only had hatred in his heart, and he would not give up until this guy who had humiliated him was cut into pieces. But at this moment, the man just flicked his wrist, and the sword turned into a ray of cold light and shot directly towards the skin of his neck and was nailed into the pillar behind him.
At that moment, there was an uncontrollable chill in his vest, and he was just a little bit close to ending his life. And this was just a casual blow from the opponent.
Who is this person, and how can he have such terrifying strength?
Although fear arose in his heart, he did not show it. Otherwise, as a general, wouldn't he lose face? Just as he was about to continue taking action, he suddenly heard a clear cold snort. His movements stopped abruptly, and he did not dare to move forward any further.
He was actually a little happy in his heart, but he would not show it. Instead, he remained angry. He looked at someone with a sullen look, and then quietly retreated.
"Mr. Jia, do you take this palace seriously when you do this?" The master of Paradise Palace looked down and asked coldly.
"Although Jia came here by mistake, he is still a guest after all, and he is not someone to be bullied. The palace master's own dog is not tied up properly and runs out to bite. Is there anything wrong with me teaching you a lesson?" Mo Juren still didn't. No compromise at all, just refute it directly.
Such a performance made Wang Ying's eyes filled with excitement, and at the same time she couldn't help but feel worried. As for Tan Yang on the other side, he was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he cursed secretly in his heart, what kind of character did he bring? Isn't this too tough?
"Okay, okay, okay, it's really interesting. No one has dared to contradict me like this for many years. Mr. Jia, are you... not afraid of death?" Palace Master Paradise asked again.
Of course Mo Juren is afraid of death, but it also depends on the situation. At least here, he is not afraid of anyone. Perhaps the Master of Paradise Palace makes him unpredictable, but he is also not afraid of him.
His only weakness is probably Wang Ying. However, with his character, it is absolutely impossible for him to compromise because of such a weakness. He would rather be in pieces than in ruins. When that time comes, the worst he can do is to have him buried with blood in this place.
"I wonder what the palace master plans to do with Jia?" Mo Juren's expression became calmer and calmer, with a cold light flashing in his eyes. His murderous intent was undisguised, as if he would fight to the end if he disagreed.
The hall suddenly became extremely quiet, and everyone held their breath. Everyone knows that as long as the palace master gives the order, a battle will undoubtedly follow.
This person named Jia is not a simple character. As the strongest person under the palace master, the general is like a child in front of the other party, which shows his terrifying strength.
By then, I am afraid that only the Palace Master himself can successfully capture it.
Unexpectedly, when the Master of Paradise Palace heard this, he was not furious. Instead, something strange flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly smiled:
"You are so presumptuous, I will naturally punish you. So, I will punish you as the Jin Yao Guard of the Holy Palace, perform your duties faithfully, and atone for your sins."
"?"
As soon as these words came out, not only Mo Juren, but also everyone in the palace was dumbfounded.
what's the situation? Isn't it about punishment? Why was he promoted directly? Jin Yaowei is an important position responsible for guarding the palace master himself. He has great power, almost one person is less powerful than ten thousand people.
There are less than thirty Jin Yao Guards in the entire Holy Palace, and they need to meet many requirements. For example, the practice of "Haori Gong" must reach a high level or above, they must be loyal to the palace master, and they even need to be handsome. Wait, in short the conditions are extremely harsh. At this point, even the most powerful general Luan Gang is not qualified.
Although the person in front of him has terrifying strength and indeed handsome appearance, he is simply an outsider with no trust at all. Why did he receive such an honor?
Luan Gang was even more jealous. It had always been his dream to become Jin Yaowei. It was just because his appearance was a bit unbearable that he could only give up silently.
However, the man named Jia received such a reward. He really couldn't understand it and couldn't help but step forward to speak. However, before he could speak, he suddenly met the cold eyes of the Master of Paradise Palace. In an instant, it was as if a bucket of ice water was poured down from his head, cooling him directly to the depths of his soul. How could he dare to have any objections.
"Jin Yaowei?" Mo Juren looked confused, a little confused as to what kind of position this was? But judging from the reactions of everyone around him, it should be a good thing and not a punishment.
But, why did the other party arrange this, and what is its purpose? He absolutely does not believe that there is such a thing as pie falling from the sky, and even if it does fall, it may not be a good thing.
He was about to ask a question, but he never thought that the Master of Paradise Palace would not give him a chance at all. He stood up and looked at Saint Miaoru beside him, and gave some meaningful instructions:
"Everything has been discussed, and now it's up to you to handle it. Remember to make sure all guests are properly accommodated."
"Subordinates obey orders..."
"Farewell to the Palace Master..."
The Master of Paradise Palace left quickly accompanied by a group of maids. After receiving the order, Saint Miaoru blinked her bright eyes, and there was a faint flash of light.
Next is the so-called resettlement. Obviously, the results have been discussed before, and now they are just following the orders.
Although the magic power and spiritual consciousness of the dozen or so outside pill-forming monks were suppressed in the body and could not be used, they did not disappear. Their physical foundations were not bad.
The Holy Palace has done special testing on this point. According to what Saint Miaoru said, as long as you practice "Haori Gong" seriously in the future, you will make very fast progress and you will be able to become a qualified guard in no time.
As a result, more than a dozen monks in the alchemy stage were "naturally" dispersed and assigned to different escort teams. As for opposition, of course, don't even think about it. Without magic power and spiritual consciousness, everyone has no qualifications to resist, so they can only choose to accept their fate.
