Chapter 718: Reunion

"The ultimate goal of the Golden Dan Vision is just to gather the evildoers in the world, so there will be no rounds of killings, killing lives."
Luo Xuezhen said: "If it is because of one list that many evildoers are defeated, then it is contrary to the original intention of Linglong Fairy."
Su Zimo nodded.
This way of competing for the vision list is indeed relatively mild, avoiding more slaughter.
Luo Xuezhen said: "After three months, there will be one hundred thousand Jindan live at the foot of Vientiane Peak!"
"At that time, Yujun Zhenjun of Xuanji Palace will come forward to host it. In addition to me, Yuanying Zhenjun of the major super gates will also watch the battle."
One hundred thousand days gather together, and although the way of competing for the vision list is relatively mild, the process must be intense and powerful!
"I see. Thank you, Luo Xuezhen, for telling me."
Su Zimo salutes his fists.
Luo Xuezhen Jun nodded his head and said, "You are in a special situation, and you have heavy treasures such as phoenix bones, and have offended a lot of sectarian forces. From today, you can cultivate in this hall, and save someone to find you Trouble."
In Vientiane City, I don't know how many eyes are staring at Su Zimo!
If he stays here and is guarded by falling snow Zhenjun, the other sectarian forces are no longer motivated, and they will not be able to rush to the site of Piaoxue Valley to capture people.
"Thank you Zhenjun."
Su Zimo thanks again.
"correct."
Su Zimo remembered one thing and asked: "Dare to ask Zhenjun, have the monks at Danyangmen entered the ancient battlefield?"
Although there are many chance treasures in the ancient battlefield, they are also accompanied by fierce danger.
Not all super-sects and top forces will send monks to come in. After all, Danyangmen is the four main gates. It is not good at killing and fighting and choosing not to enter the ancient battlefield.
"Four big gates are here, but they haven't arrived in Vientiane City." Luo Xuezhenjun said.
Su Zimo nodded.
With Yeling in, escorting Xiao Ning to the ancient battlefield should not be difficult.
Although Su Zimo was on this road, although many things were delayed, relying on his strength, he could hurry regardless of day and night.
They are the first monks to arrive in Vientiane.
No other monk can be so careless.
Most security forces choose to rest at night and rush on during the day for safety reasons to avoid large-scale beast tide.
Su Zimo groaned a little and asked, "Can a protoss appear in Vientiane?"
"Ok?"
Hearing the word "Protoss", Luo Xuezhen's look changed dramatically, and Huo Ran turned, staring at Su Zimo with a gaze, and slowly asked, "Did you see the Protoss?"
"I saw!"
Qingqing stood up, his tone was certain.
"Are there any plans for the Protoss to appear here?"
Luo Xue Zhenjun frowned, looking dignified.
After a while, Luo Xuezhenjun waved his hand and said, "You can rest here. If you have any questions, you can notify the monk of Piaoxue Valley here and come to me at any time."
"it is good."
Everyone should go down.
This hall is extremely spacious, with many rooms available for cultivation. Su Zimo and others randomly found several adjacent cultivation rooms and settled down temporarily.
Over time, more and more monks in Vientiane City became more active.
From time to time, news will be spread to this hall in Piaoxue Valley. This Tianjiao enters the city, the evil comes, or some Tianjiao climbs the peak of Vientiane.
So far, Su Zimo's Nedan has been cultivated to the peak and has achieved perfection. As long as he leaves the ancient battlefield, he can break through at any time!
In Jin Dan's realm, it is similar. As long as you continue to cultivate, it will not be long before you can sense the opportunity for breakthrough!
On this day, Su Zimo was practicing in the room, and a note was heard outside the door.
"Su Daoyou, someone from Qianhemen met."
The voice of a drifting snow monk sounded.
"Qianhemen?"
Su Zimo's heart rose, and he raised his voice, "Please invite friends from Qianhemen Road."
"Let's go and see the old man."
Su Zimo knocked on the door of the fat man and others.
"Who?"
The fat man leaned lazily and came out sleepy.
"Just take a look and see."
Su Zimo smiled and should go first.
As soon as the crowd entered the hall, several monks came in, all of them women. On the Zongmen token hanging around their waist, a delicate crane was depicted.
The first person looked cold and immortal. It seemed that he didn't care about anything.
The fat man's eyes glared, and then he rubbed hard, exclaiming: "Sister Lengrou?"
Qian He Men, who was originally cold, heard this voice and saw the fat man and the blue shirt man on the opposite side, and finally a smile appeared in her eyes.
The visitor was the tenderness of worshipping Qianhemen twenty years ago!
I haven't seen it for many years, the change of tenderness is not small, and the temperament is even more indifferent.
When I heard that disciples of Qianhemen came to see him, Su Zimo thought of tenderness.
"Hahahaha!"
Just then, there was a laugh outside the door.
Immediately afterwards, a man walked into the main hall, fluttering with big sleeves, handsome in spirit, smiling, looking at Su Zimo and others, and laughing: "The old man is reunited, why is he so little?"
"Brother Ji?"
The fat man exclaimed again, his eyes filled with joy.
The visitor was Ji Chengtian who worshiped Danyangmen twenty years ago!
The four people, Su Zimo, Little Fat Man, Leng Ruo, and Ji Chengtian, were not only disciples of Wu Feng, they also experienced life and death together!
Su Zimo clenched his fists and yelled, "Brother Ji, you still have the style, don't come here."
"Haha!"
Ji Chengtian laughed and said, "I can't compare to you. In these years, even in Zhongzhou, I can hear some news about you. After entering the ancient battlefield, it is even more frightening to death!"
There are few soft words, but after seeing Su Zimo, the fat man, and Ji Chengtian, the smile on his face has not disappeared.
The monks at Qianhemen were surprised when they saw this scene.
In Qianhemen, Leng Ruo is a well-known ice beauty, unsmiling.
Unexpectedly, just now, the soft smile was more than she had combined in the twenty years of Qianhemen!
In this place, there is nothing more satisfying than the reunion of old people.
Su Zimo's eyes kept looking out of the hall, and he seemed to be expecting something.
"Relax, Xiao Ning is here too, right behind."
Ji Chengtian waved his hand and said, "Tang Yu will negotiate with the monks in Piaoxuegu. I can't wait, and I just slip in one step, haha!"
As the laughter fell, there was a footstep outside the door.
Su Zimo's eyes gradually settled.
Not long after, a dozen monks came together.
Among the crowd, there was a female repairman wearing a pale yellow shirt, beautiful in appearance, gentle in temperament, and slightly similar to Su Zimo in her eyebrows.
This yellow-shirted woman is exactly the sister Su Zimo hasn't seen in years, Su Xiaoning!
The brothers and sisters seemed to be in a good mood. In the crowd, they saw each other at first glance.
Su Zimo's eyes softened instantly.
Xiao Ning's eyes were red, Douda's tears trembled in his eyes, pursed his red lips, and uttered a thousand words in his throat, turning into a shout.
"brother……"
(End of this chapter)