Chapter 1761: Three hundred and eighty nine

Chapter 1761 Chapter 389: Heavenly Sect's walk to visit Xiling
The so-called Daozi walks are those who communicate outside the representative clan.
With Wu Weizun's Xihe, communication is definitely not about big guys sitting down and chatting.
It must be through battle to see what changes have been made in the martial arts of each school over the years, and what amazing talents have emerged.
And to achieve this goal, the person who walks becomes extremely important. After all, you have the purpose of exploring all the dhammas, and people have plans to look at the depth from you.
Therefore, the walker should not only be able to fight in the young generation of the sect, but also not be stupid, otherwise the gains outweigh the gains if they go out and get caught up by others.
With the continuous development of Nishiga Budo over the past millennia, and the sacred sites of various sects have continued to deepen their respective fields, the exchange of martial arts has become more and more formal.
If the purpose of walking in the past was to compare heights and explore some benefits, now its symbolic meaning is far greater than reality, it is nothing more than letting the most outstanding disciples in the sect walk around and open their eyes.
Therefore, the scope of this visit object naturally becomes narrower and narrower.
Communication naturally has the same level and level, otherwise it will lose the fundamental meaning of mutual progress.
And as the news spread that the Taoists of the three holy land Tianzong in Zhongzhou were going to visit Chixia Mountain, many hidden Sejong gates could not sit still.
All sects in the world have ranks. This rank is not only the glory of ancient times, but also the recognition of the people who have worked hard for thousands of years.
Many third-rank and second-rank sects have not been visited by the holy land. How can Xiling He De?
Although there are secrets that Wushuang's new king has a mysterious origin, and his methods are superb.
But the sects that can be passed down to this day have few elders who are strong enough to be scary.
It is completely unqualified to be able to obtain the visit of the Son of the Middle Continent based on this alone.
Of course, in addition to these violent anger, naturally there are clues.
After all, it was not an ordinary person who was walking this time, but a Taoist of Zhongzhou Shenting.
Everyone knows that the gods are arrogant and domineering, and they call themselves gods and gods, and directly named gods and gods to the practitioners who climbed to the other side.
Such a place will allow his own holy son to visit Chixia Mountain, which has no background, and there must be a lot of information in it.
For a time, all parties sent spies and wind agents one after another, and Longxi, who had just calmed down, was covered by a cloud.
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Three Heavens on the Han River Estuary
The three sacred radiances each set their way, and then head west.
The person in the center wore a gorgeous crown, the golden and white robes gleamed with brilliance, and thousands of clouds and fringes sprinkled from the back of the crown, like threads that cut through the sky.
Stepping on the clouds as if walking on the ground, the eyes and brilliance are cast out from the leisurely broad sleeves of the arms, and the one that shines more than the brilliance is the colorful congenital Taoist jade tied to the right wrist. It is a sacred thing.
On its south side, there are three colors of red, yellow, and blue shining like electricity, and there are looming figures in it. Stepping into the sky will show you a hundred meters away. Stepping on the clouds and feet splashing with golden light, and the sound of dragons and phoenixes. The three original crystal colors are circulating, and the power is amazing.
Only escape light can be so powerful, naturally the two most famous sons of the Central Continent in this generation, An Yuheng and Yao Ge Kuang.
And who can go with these two people is naturally not general.
The northern divine light is wrapped in a sturdy body like a sword and axe, faintly glowing with earth-colored light. The round light head does not have a single hair, only complex and interlaced divine patterns extend downward from the heavens, covering Forehead, cheeks, neck, body.
And under his step, there was actually a huge rock, because of the extreme speed of escape, it dragged out a long flame tail.
This is the Saint Child Emperor Ginseng of the Wushen Mountain in the Central Continent. His escape method is as easy as his looks. Just the huge rock that drags the flame tail makes people want to be eight hundred miles away.
Three divine lights with their own characteristics rushed across the triple sky, and even the wind and thunderclouds were disrupted and scattered, unable to stop them from moving.
Making such a movement obviously didn't mean to conceal his deeds, so he was spotted before he left Central Continent.
But these three escaped at an alarming speed. They came all the way from Central Continent, with only a dozen nails behind them. The rest were either thrown off or accidentally. After all, most of the wind agents who are in charge of intelligence do not look at the wind and thunder. If nothing can be done.
It was said that the wind agent who was following the three people at this time complained endlessly, but the death order from the top to the bottom, even if it was a great difficulty, could only grit his teeth and follow it.
Fortunately, it was only eight hundred miles away from Xiling, and it must have reached the new king's realm, and the three saints could converge.
Just after the wind media were prepared to persist for a while, they found that the three saints in front of them suddenly stopped, shocking everyone to dive quickly, for fear of causing unpleasantness.
The first to stop, An Yu Hengying looked at Lang Gu's head back, sneered at the empty Yunkong, turned his head and pointed forward and said: "From this eight hundred miles forward is the Longxi realm. Don't let it go."
"Are you not going to Chixia Mountain?"
Yao Ge Kuang was a little surprised.
"Is there anything worth stopping there for the son of God?"
With the spiritual tassels stroking the temples, An Yuheng disdainfully said: "A wild king in a mere trivial area, still want to point out the gods?"
"Since I don't like it, let Longxi do something."
The emperor asked the urn.
"Or you're just a martial artist."
Flicking away the tassels at his fingertips, An Yuheng said with his hands on his back: "The barren land of Longzhou, Xiling can be revived in a short time, and even become the land of Longxing. This is the purpose of this son of God!"
"The son of God still needs Xiling's strategy for the world?"
Yao Ge sneered wildly and said, "Isn't it enough to pretend to be a god?"
If the divine light is like electricity, if it were not for tearing and frightening the floating shadow, then looking at An Yuheng's six wings stretched out, his right hand clenched the seven-color divine light law order, the right hand showed a picture of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, with cold eyes and anger: "If you don't choose words, I will teach you to fall today."
Yao Ge, who had avoided the divine glory, waved his hand to An Yuheng with an eager expression: "Tsk tusk, you can't listen to the truth?"
"bored."
The protruding brow bones twisted into a word Sichuan, watching the two companions wanting to make a big fight, Emperor Shen left a sentence coldly and sank.
As one of the origins of Xihe Martial Arts, Wushenshan's totem visualization is unique in the world. Only other families have always visited Wushenshan, but this time he made an exception to visit Xiling, not to watch others fight.
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Chixia Mountain, Wushuang City
"So, the three saints entered the Longxi realm together, but now they are separated?"
Du Ting, who was organizing personnel to prepare for the celebration, listened to the report of the wind media, a little confused, because according to earlier judgments, at this time the three holy sons should enter the city together.
But now the celebration is ready, but the owner is gone. Du Ting is a little flustered inexplicably, but calmly asks: "Where are people now?"
"The son of Yuheng and the son of Jinghong fought over the Han River for some reason. The killing and escape methods of these two were so shocking that they disappeared in no time."
Yun Xiaoxiao said helplessly.
"An Yuheng and Yao Ge Kuang are missing, what about Emperor Ginseng!?"
"This Wushenshan Saint Child is not bad at our judgment, he has already entered the city."
"Already entered the city?"
Just like grabbing the straw for life-saving, Du Ting hurriedly got up, with joy on his face: "Quickly, quickly, where is he, quickly arrange the gongs and drums for the ceremony, and don't neglect the visit of the holy son of Wushenshan."
Elder Du's family here was about to go down the mountain to welcome the guests, but the wind medium with a gloomy face walked in, and he opened his mouth.
"There is no need to welcome the elders. The Emperor Ginseng went directly to the Xicheng Weisuo, and went straight to the ring to ask Xiao Qi about the whereabouts of Xiao Ziyu. The two sides fought with each other. Most of the Xiao clan members in the Xicheng Weisuo were subdued by the Emperors. Confronting Grandmaster Xiao."
Hearing this, Du Ting's head buzzed.
(End of this chapter)