Chapter 698: Preaching the World Three

The middle-aged man saw that all the practitioners at the entrance of the barrier had disappeared before turning around and leaving.

After all, he is not from here, there are no other practitioners who are obsessed with fanaticism, and there are still two days, it is useless to stay here.

For those practitioners who are watching the excitement and admiring it, they naturally have to stay, even if they can't hear or watch.

...

After entering the barrier, according to the prior agreement, all the practitioners hiked up the mountain.

Practitioners will not be tired because of this, but they will talk and laugh along the way and enjoy the scenery on Jinting Mountain.

In terms of majesty and steepness, Jinting Mountain is far worse than Sanzong. However, there are not many disciples of Jinting Mountain. There are not three sects with tens of thousands of people so large. One mountain is enough to be awe-inspiring.

Halfway through the journey, I saw halfway up the mountain, in the pavilion, a man wearing a silver mask on one side, with one hand behind him, looking at the mountains.

"Shh... This person was the first person on the black list more than 300 years ago, Leng Luo. Now he is one of the elders of Motian Pavilion." It was Shen Liangshou who spoke.

"Shen Liangshou, have you studied Motian Pavilion a lot?"

"That's that, that's... recognizing people, so as not to make the low-level mistake of 'dog's eyes see people low'." Shen Liangshou recalled the past, not only studied the disciples of Motiange, but also put those who joined Motiange. Everyone has studied it clearly.

He has been studying Motian Pavilion for the past year, and he claims to know more about Motian Pavilion than his own people.

"You are number one on the white list, tied with Senior Leng Luo, why don't you say hello?"

Shen Liangshou said embarrassedly: "Don't joke, others rely on strength, I rely on bragging..."

Everyone burst into laughter and walked up the mountain.

Not far from the pavilion, I saw two girls flying around at a low altitude.

The practitioners were puzzled.

Isn't this Jintingshan not allowed to fly?

Shen Liangshou was the first to say: "Don't make a fuss... The one who made the red silk is Mr. Motiange Jiu, and the one wearing Yunshang Yuyi next to him should be her sister. Don't think that they are young and think that they are young. It's nothing. In Motian Pavilion, the one who all the gentlemen love the most is this Mr. Jiu. What does she do?

With the support of senior brothers and senior sisters, you can taste yourselves..."

"..."

This is terrible.

It is like a collection of thousands of pets in one.

The two are like elves, with graceful bodies, and they are already stunning beauties that only adults have.

Little Ancestor, can't be offended.

Shen Liangshou stopped, carefully looked at the conch beside Xiao Yuan'er, and wrote down her appearance.

He didn't know much about this conch, and it was definitely not easy to stay here for so long.

Many practitioners continue to move up.

"This is Mr. Motiange Eight, don't look at him dumb-headed. Back then, when he was just in the God Court, he was sitting in the Tiger Mountain Village, but he was fine at all. Mr. Da and Mr. Qi are very important people." Shen Liangshou introduced.

Someone interjected: "Mr. Eight's father, it is said that he is a master of eight leaves, is that true?"

Shen Liangshou responded with a smile: "Mr. Eight's father, who was in the battle of Liangzhou, was a veritable eight-leaf master... If I remember correctly, he came from the ancient sage religion."

Others looked at the ancient sage sect leader and unraveled.

Untangled through the crowd, came to Shen Liangshou's side, and asked carefully, "Dare to ask your honorable name?"

"Not worth mentioning, next, Shen Liangshou." Shen Liangshou returned the salute.

"What Your Excellency just said, the father of Mr. Eight is from the Ancient Sacred Sect?"

"That's right."

"Could it be convenient to tell his name taboo?" Xie Kai said.

"Zhu Tianyuan." Shen Liangshou raised his hand to cover his mouth, whispered to his ears, and said other names in public, showing disrespect.

When Xie Xie heard the name, he opened his eyes and took a step back, as if he had been electrocuted.

Shen Liangshou said, "What happened to you?"

"This is the leader of the Ancient Sacred Sect, untie it," someone said.

"..."

Shen Liangshou suddenly understood that Zhu Tianyuan came from the Ancient Sacred Sect, and you are the leader of the Ancient Sacred Sect... It's not that the enemies are not together. He sighed, shook his head, and patted his untied shoulders: "Take care."

Soon.

Everyone came to the front of the main hall of Motian Pavilion.

Since Si Wuya and Ming Shi didn't care what they were talking about, they were directly taken to the North Pavilion and returned.

...

In the East Pavilion.

Lu Zhou no longer comprehends the scriptures, but practiced with all his strength to consolidate and improve his cultivation.

The original owner, Ji Tiandao, had already widened the Dantian Qi Sea Wall to the peak of the Eight Leaves Great Perfection. Therefore, there were no barriers or bottlenecks in the overall process of Luzhou's upgrade from body quenching to Great Perfection.

The lifespan has been reversed to within the range that is not affected by age, and the speed of cultivation has also improved a lot.

"Master, the people who come to learn the Tao have been arranged properly." Si Wuya appeared in the East Pavilion.

"In addition, the disciple made the decision privately, and made the leader of the ancient sage sect go up the mountain."

Lu Zhou closed his eyes slightly and replied, "Got it."

"The disciple retire."

If you don't get Master's clear attitude, you are free to make decisions.

This was also the answer that Si Wuya wanted most.

Just came out of the East Pavilion.

Si Wuya saw the ancient sage leader unravel.

, led by Pan Zhong, through the corridors and pavilions.

A long way to go, after unlocking it, he nodded and said:

"Ancient Sage Religion, untie it, I have seen Mr. Qi."

"Is something wrong?" Si Wuya said.

"Zhu Tianyuan is my brother, I have some misunderstandings with him, I wonder if Mr. Qi can recommend him?" Xie Kai said.

"There is no need for a recommendation... I have a suggestion for you." Si Wuya said.

"Mr. Seven, please speak."

"It's very simple, return the position of the leader to him, and then leave the Old Sacred Church on your own. This is good for you and him."

"..."

Unraveling did not expect Si Wuya to be so direct, he said in amazement, "Does Motian Pavilion really want to intervene in the affairs of the Ancient Sacred Sect?"

"Can't intervene?" Si Wuya asked back.

Zhu Honggong is the eighth disciple of Motiange, and he is also a descendant of the ancient sage religion, why can't he intervene?

Even though Xie Xie was mentally prepared, he was still confused when asked.

"Mr. Qi didn't ask why?"

"Why ask?"

Motian Pavilion helps one's own family, isn't that what it should be?

Untie sighed: "I really thought about it too much, I thought Motian Pavilion would deal with it fairly, that's all, just follow what Mr. Qi said."

Turning to leave.

"and many more."

"What advice do you have, Mr. Qi?" To relieve the boredom in his heart, the tone of the answer was naturally a little unpleasant.

"Motian Pavilion has always been grievances and grievances. If you don't agree, you can raise objections to my eight junior brothers." Si Wuya said with a sigh, "However, I have to advise you that this is Motian Pavilion, not Ancient Sacred Sect. Put away those useless arrogance, if it weren't for the order of the teacher, just based on what you just said, you are already dead."

After speaking, Si Wuya left with his hands behind.

Untwisting a shock all over his body, he arched his body, and when he looked up again, his back was soaked with cold sweat.

He didn't hesitate any more and thought about it. When he returned to the North Pavilion, he tried to find someone to talk to and tell Zhu Tianyuan that he was willing to give up the position of the leader of the Ancient Sacred Sect and leave the Ancient Sage Sect unconditionally.

Zhu Tianyuan, who heard the news, was overjoyed.

"Untie, you also have today! Haha..." Zhu Tianyuan smiled and said, "Is this the feeling of bullying others?"

...

Time flies.

Two days passed in a flash.

Motian Pavilion, in the East Pavilion.

Lu Zhou slowly opened his eyes... In fact, his dantian qi sea had already reached its perfection last night.

The reason why I have practiced until now is purely to simulate the scene of breaking the nine leaves in my mind.

In the eyes of others, he was just demonstrating it again, but only he himself knew... This was his real ninth leaf.

"Come on."

The disciple outside the door bowed and said, "Pavilion Master, please instruct me."

"Send the order, and gather at the Motian Pavilion."

"Yes."

All cultivators in the North Pavilion are big bosses from all over Kyushu.

But no one disliked the conditions of the North Pavilion.

They gathered together early, waiting for the order of the ancestor of the Motian Pavilion.

This is a voice from outside the cabinet.

"The pavilion master has an order, gather in front of the main hall of the Motian Pavilion, everyone please."

The cultivators were delighted and flocked to the main hall of Motian Pavilion.

Hundreds of people occupy the front of the main hall.

at the same time.

Outside Jinting Mountain, many practitioners were suspended in the sky, trying to see something.

Those practitioners who can't fly too high, or who can't fly, can only sigh and shake their heads.

...

Then came the four elders of Motian Pavilion, Leng Luo, Pan Litian, Zuo Yushu, and Hua Wudao, all of whom were like thunder. In front of them, all the people present were juniors.

Then there were the disciples of Motian Pavilion, except for Yu Zhenghai and Yu Shangrong, all of them were present.

Every time someone entered the venue, all the practitioners bowed their hands to salute.

Even Pan Zhong and Zhou Jifeng, who were at the bottom of the rankings, who were only suitable for chores, were still greeted by everyone.

"The pavilion master is here."

sounded.

The practitioners all looked in the direction of the East Pavilion.

Although Luzhou is famous all over the world, there are still many people who have never seen the appearance of the pavilion master of Motian Pavilion.

hum!

A special energy resonance sounded.

"above."

Lu Zhou appeared on the spire of Motian Pavilion, turned his back to the practitioners, stroked his beard and watched the sky.

Immortal style, dignified demeanor, robes hanging down...

Everyone's heart trembled.

A strong person is a strong person, and he does not hesitate to use the supernatural powers when he comes out.

This is the first ninth leaf of Dayan, the patriarch of Motian Pavilion.

"Meet the pavilion master!"

"Meet Master."

Of all the practitioners present, no one dared to bow.