Vol 4 Chapter 36: Pointing at Zhongzhou [Fourth]

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Shui Mozi stepped in and arched his hand: "Elder Xiao Chen, ten days have passed, and it is only two days before the promotion ceremony of Zongmen. We need to go out."
Yan Yan glanced over and fell on the ground ore, frowning slightly, "Why, Elder Xiao has not yet collected it?"
"We don't have much time, I'm afraid we can't wait any longer."
Xiao Chen nodded, groaning slightly, and said, "Friends in the ink and wash aisle, there is a treasure of Xiao Chen in this ore. It is being sacrificed now, and I don't know when it will be completed."
"Today you and I rushed to Zhongzhou, and this thing will be left here for the time being, when Xiao Chen returns in the future, I will collect it from the meeting."
"At the moment, I have no choice but to do so." Shui Mozi nodded. "Elder Xiao rest assured that even in the forbidden area of ​​Wanzongzong, even if he did not fall into the monk, he did not want to sneak in. This thing I Wanzongzong must be kept intact, waiting for Elder Xiao Come and collect it. "
Xiao Chen arched his hands, "Since that is the case, there is labor."
"Let's go."
Xiao Chen glanced at the ore, followed by Shui Mozi, the light flickered slightly, the figure disappeared.
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Wan Mozong main hall.
Li Motian, the lord of thousands of demons, was dressed in a black robe, with a wide style, embroidered with magic dragons, and magic clouds on his feet. Powerful and cold and coercive, exuding from its body, domineering and infinite, standing between heaven and earth.
Next, the fifteen elders uniformed in black robes, with a somber complexion, but it was still difficult to hide their eyes.
Because today, he will go to Zhongzhou to participate in the promotion ceremony of Zongmen, complete the most gorgeous transformation, and enter Zhongzhou! On this day, monk Wan Mozong waited for hundreds of years, and today, finally, it is possible to realize it. All this came so suddenly. The monk who was born in the blue shirt a month ago not only lifted the life and death crisis of Wanzongzong, but now he is going to help the zongmen go further and become the top force in the world!
Such a blessing, all monks of Wan Mozong remember it in his heart and are grateful for it.
At this moment, the space inside the main hall fluctuated, two purple robe figures appeared, noble and infinite, the body's atmosphere fluctuated, and the faint and ruined atmosphere was scattered.
Shui Mozi and Xiao Chen walked side by side. At each step, the general trend of the outside world will be dominated by one point, rise to the sky, and permeate the sky.
The two stood still, never seated.
Li Yitian waited for the fifteen elders to step forward and kneel on one knee. "Disciple wait, see elder elders!"
Shui Mozi was exposed, and his big sleeve waved, "No courtesy."
Li Yantian stood up and respectfully stood on both sides.
"I have been dormant in Beizhou for hundreds of years, and now I finally have the opportunity to subvert the dragon. In this promotion ceremony, we must succeed in the battle, complete the wishes of all the ancestors, and become the power of Zhongzhou. Top sects, this time, no one can stop me from rising.
Shui Mozi's face was cold and cold, his roar was almost roaring, his voice was endlessly pervading, and it permeated the entire Wanmao Mountain.
"Now I have the opportunity for Wan Mozong to enter Zhongzhou. You must keep in mind that such kindness is the one sent by Elder Xiao Chen to Wan Mozong. This is a monk of Wan Mozong, and I will never forget it!"
"Today, wait for me to worship Elder Xiao Chen as a token of thanks."
Having said that, Shui Mozi turned, his face was calm, and his fists were deeply saluted, "Monk Wan Mozong, thanks to Elder Xiao Chen!"
Next, Li Yongtian and the fifteen elders fell on one knee, "Monk Wan Mozong, thank the elder Xiao Chen for his kindness."
Outside the hall, countless monks in Wanmo Mountain turned red and showed excitement. They all bowed down and drank together: "Monk Wan Mozong, thanks to Elder Xiao Chen."
Tens of thousands of people roared, and the sound of waves rushed into the clouds, and an instant momentum condensed on Wanzongzong.
Xiao Chen was so excited that although he had no deep feelings for Wan Mozong, he was still affected by it at this moment.
"Although Xiao Chen is not from Wan Mozong, but now he is the elder of Wan Mozong. For this trip to Zhongzhou, I will definitely make every effort to live up to your expectations and help me Wan Mozong go one step further!"
"Let's go to Zhongzhou in the future and enjoy the wine with you!"
Sui Mozi smiled, "Elder Xiao Chen said that he was kind, and he will be in Zhongzhou in the future. I will spend one month in Wanzong to drink all the world's fine wine and celebrate the ceremony!"
call out!
call out!
In the dense sound of the air, Monk Fifty Jindan was behind, Monk Li and other sixteen yuan babies were in the middle, and the two non-falling levels of Shui Mozi and Xiao Chen stood in place, standing above Wan Mo Shan, and the wind stormed. Here, long throw flying, hunting for clothes.
"Exit, point to Zhongzhou!"
Shui Mozi growled, dozens of monks flashed together, and whistled away straight to Zhongzhou.
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Zhongzhou, Huayuan City.
This city is located on the edge of Zhongzhou, adjacent to Beizhou. The city is prosperous and there are a lot of permanent monks.
On that day, monks outside the city were in order, entering the gate. Even if there was an important monk in the body, he did not dare to reveal a little bit of color, because this city is where the Zhongzhou Xuankongmen Sect is located. The Xuankong Gate is a Zhongzhou force, and there is an enshrinement in the door that is an early monk who does not fall. Such a force, of course, ordinary monks dare not provoke them.
But at this moment, a stream of light whistling from the sky in the distance, the speed is extremely fast, and it can cross the endless space in a blink of an eye. Outside Huayuan City, this streamer convergence is actually a shuttle-like magic weapon, and there are dozens of monks at the densely packed station, all of them look so simple.
For the two, wearing purple robes, noble Promise, sixteen black robe monks behind them, all converged and rested, but the identity of the monk Yuan Ying is still fully revealed, and then later, it is a fifty Jin Danjin decoration, complexion Respectfully.
There was a noise in Huayuan City.
Although the level of cultivation in Zhongzhou is very high, and the Zongmen giants are not in the minority, Monk Yuanying is still a high-level existence, and Monk Jindan is also a master of Zongmen, but at this moment, fifteen yuan babies and fifty gold dans appear instantly. The lineup is naturally shocking.
In particular, the two monks in front of the purple robes, an old man, covered his head with silver wire, and arrogant.
The other was a young monk, with a dull complexion and dark and gentle eyes. Although the light was restrained, the style was not to be underestimated.
There was no trace of breath in both of them, but the more so, the more horrified everyone was.
This line is exactly what Xiao Chen and other monks from Wanzong.
Outside the city gate, the monk who maintained order was slightly flustered. After a moment, a monk Jin Dan came pale and converged from a dozen or so feet away. He bowed respectfully and saluted, "Young disciples of the Xuankong gate, see you all."
"I don't know what your seniors are doing here, do you need to sue the ancestors to my ancestors? My ancestor Zong Xiangyun happened to be sitting in the ancestors, and I am sure that the arrival of the ancestors should be extremely welcome."
Ning Cheng looked pale, but his voice was still calm.
There is a non-falling monk sitting in the mysterious gate. Everyone knows this. Although this person was deterred by the momentum, he was not afraid. Ning Cheng is confident that no one dares to make trouble in his Xuankong Gate, otherwise even the master monk in the late Yuan Ying period will be easily shot dead by his ancestors.
Li Yuntian frowned, and drank at the moment, "I just need to use the city teleportation law, you just let it go."
If it was before, Li Yongtian might be more cautious to avoid causing trouble. But at present, Wan Mozong has two major levels of ink painting, Xiao Chen, and he is in the state of Zhongzhou. He has no doubts about his voice.
Ning Cheng was embarrassed when he heard the words and hugged his fist: "Seniors, this Huayuan City is my Xuankongmen station. Xiangyun's ancestors issued a decree. Any monk who enters the city must descend into the city and enter from the gate To show my awe at the Xuankongmen. "
"Otherwise, it will be regarded as disrespectful to my Xuankongmen, and the ancestors will take the shots themselves and punish the monks for violations."
"So, in order to avoid trouble, you seniors, please drop down the light and enter the city from the ground."
Li Yantian's complexion was slightly heavy, his eyes flashed fiercely. Although most of the factions have this requirement, the binding force is not necessary for advanced monks. At this moment, Xiao Chen and Shui Mozi said that Wan Mozong's strength is far away from this mysterious gate. If he was drunk by the name Jin Dan, it would not be ridiculous.
"Don't say too much, otherwise this sect will definitely make you suffer!"
Li Yantian's eyes flickered fiercely, stepping forward, Yuan Ying's peak breath burst out.
Ning Cheng's complexion changed instantly, and he retreated under this breath of pressure, his eyes filled with shock. Don't they know that the ancestors of the Xuankong Gate did not fall, but they were so presumptuous!
The change of events here attracted the attention of countless monks in Huayuan City, betting on his eyes, and sneer at the corners of his mouth.