"City Lord, senior is really the patron saint of our Linglong City."
Zhao Cheng was inexplicably excited when he saw the sword slave being killed instantly with one sword. With Tianji Pavilion here, Linglong City's foundation can last forever.
Linglong City Lord was also extremely excited.
In fact, he didn't know what he said just now.
But the Master of Tianji Pavilion is the eternal God!
Never let him down.
Yang Xuanzhan held the sword slave's head in both hands and walked towards the gate of Linglong City under the gaze of everyone.
The sword slave's head lost the blessing of mana and had reduced to an ordinary size.
Yang Xuanzhan walked to the city gate and activated his magic power. The chain sword pierced the sword slave's head and nailed his head firmly to the city wall, making it visible to the public.
"My master is sincere in doing business, but if there are people who don't open their eyes, the consequences will be like this."
Everyone was shocked.
Tianji Pavilion's move was to scare the monkeys.
In this way, I am afraid that I will completely offend the Zhenwu Divine Sect.
After doing all this, Yang Xuanzhan returned to Tianji Pavilion and returned to Ye Xu.
"That sword, you left it on the city wall?" Ye Xu said quietly with deep eyes.
Yang Xuanzhan nodded.
Ye Xu almost sprayed a mouthful of old blood on Yang Xuanzhan's face.
That was a top-notch holy weapon. It could at least be redeemed for nearly 100,000 secret points, slightly reversing his losses.
But Yang Xuanzhan actually made his own decisions and left the chain sword on the city wall!
Ye Xu's lungs were about to explode.
Ye Xian'er couldn't help but laugh. As we all know, the master of Tianji Pavilion is extremely greedy for money. If he gave up a great holy weapon, he was poaching Ye Xu's flesh.
Yang Xuanzhan also figured this out, and asked like he was walking on thin ice: "Master, why don't I make another trip and bring the chain sword back to Tianji Pavilion?"
Ye Xu sighed heavily and said, "Then, my Tianji Pavilion Wouldn't it be a joke?"
"Sir, although I am greedy for money, I also want to be shameless."
Yang Xuanzhan shrank his head.
"Be more careful next time." Ye Xian'er taught him a serious lesson, "A single Great Holy Divine Weapon can be used by any sect in the Southern Wilderness. Although our Tianji Pavilion has no shortage, we cannot waste it." "Waste
it. " Shameful."
Yang Xuanzhan looked stunned. How dare this little girl teach him a lesson?
However, Yang Xuanzhan did not dare to have an attack.
The relationship between Ye Xianer and Ye Xu obviously surpasses his own. His ability to stay in Tianji Pavilion is more or less an acceptance of Ye Xianer's favor.
"Go down, I want to be quiet." Ye Xu said decadently.
"Senior, let me pinch your shoulders and beat your legs."
Ye Xian'er smiled and showed her courtesy to Ye Xu.
Yang Xuanzhan retreated alone.
...
"The future of Xiaoxiao connects the past and present, criticizes Yin and Yang and cuts off the five elements. The secrets of heaven are unpredictable." Nangong Zhandao stared at the couplets on both sides of the Tianji Pavilion door and laughed loudly, "What a big spirit."
"Go in."
Lin Qianmo walked towards it. Tianji Pavilion.
"Nangong Ling!"
Suddenly, a call came from behind.
The three generations of the Daqian Dynasty appeared behind the five people. The old man stared at the back of Nangong Zhandao with an excited expression.
Nangong Zhidao paused in his steps.
He had not heard this name for hundreds of years.
There was not much fluctuation in his heart. He slowly turned around and looked at the old man and Nangong Chengye. His eyes moved and he said, "Are you waiting for me here?"
The old man's name is Nangong Qing, who is the cousin of the current Emperor Qian. More than a hundred years ago, he was already in the realm of a saint.
Nangong Chengye, in terms of seniority, Nangong Zhandao should call him his eighth uncle.
As for Nangong Yi, Nangong Zandao didn't know her.
"I asked the Master of Tianji Pavilion three days ago. He told me that you are a guest in the Red Dust Demon Sect and will come to Linglong City to visit Tianji Pavilion in three days."
Nangong Qing said: "Therefore, the three of us have been waiting for you here. "
Yi'er, haven't you met your Ninth Brother yet?"
Nangong Yi's big black eyes were full of curiosity, and she leaned towards Nangong Zhandao generously, "Nangong Yi has met Ninth Brother." "
Nine Gongyi has met Ninth Brother." Brother, how did you get to the top of the Hidden Dragon Ranking?"
"How have you spent these more than a hundred years?"
She asked a series of questions like a curious baby.
Qi Ruyu and Ye Hongchen remained silent.
There was a trace of anger in Lan Youruo's eyes. She had known Nangong Zhandao for many years, and she felt extremely distressed after knowing what Nangong Zhandao had been through for more than a hundred years.
Everything is thanks to the Daqian Dynasty, but these people actually dare to come and recognize each other?
The reason must be the advent of the Qianlong List.
"Let me handle it." Nangong Zandao said softly to Lan Youruo.
Lan Youruo nodded slightly.
Nangong Zhandao looked at Nangong Yi and said with a smile: "I don't know how I got to the top of the Qianlong Ranking. Anyway, when I learned about the existence of the Qianlong Ranking, I was already number one."
Qi Ruyu turned over . Roll your eyes.
This sentence is really irrefutable.
"In these more than a hundred years, I have made many friends and many enemies. I am much happier than if I stayed in this corner of the Daqian Dynasty."
Nangong Zandao murmured, with a bit of emotion in his tone . .
"Brother Ninth, do you want to come back to the Daqian Dynasty with us?" Nangong Yi said with sly eyes: "After you left, Aunt Mu missed you very much and often talked about you."
Nangong Zhandao's eyes moved slightly, flashing in his eyes A touch of tenderness not seen in a long time.
"Is she... okay?" Nangong Zandao asked.
Although he practiced Xuandu's Heavenly Book of Forgetting Love, he was not heartless. Nangong Zandao actually felt guilty about his biological mother.
But the power of Xuandu's Heavenly Book of Wangqing suppressed his humanity.
This is the only way to practice Xuandu Wangqing Heavenly Book.
"Auntie's life is not very good. She often tells me that I'm sorry for you and tells me to look for you when I grow up." Nangong Yi quietly leaned into Nangong Zhandao's ear and said, "I know something about auntie. Your secret."
Nangong Zandao looked confused.
"Since you left, aunt will make a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake every day."
Boom!
Nangong Zhandao's body was shaken.
That has been his favorite pastry since he was a child.
Turbulent emotions erupted from Nangong Zhandao's heart, almost destroying Nangong Zhandao's Taoist heart. His Taoist heart was in chaos and he could no longer remain calm.
But Nangong Zhandao was still restrained.
"Every time I go to Chang Ning Palace, I will finish the sweet-scented osmanthus cake made by my aunt. As time goes by, my aunt will make an extra portion every day."
Nangong Yi licked her lips, as if thinking of the taste of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and said: "She told me that it was left for my Ninth Brother."
"So I made a bet with her. If I can find you and take you back, Auntie will give me all the sweet-scented osmanthus cakes." "
Ninth Brother , I found you, I won."
Nangong Qing and Nangong Chengye said nothing, looking sad.
Nangong Zhandao is her only son.
What happened a hundred years ago has left Mu Wanjun in pain to this day, and she has never gotten over that day.
"Xiao Ling, if you don't want to go back with us, we won't force you." Nangong Qing said, "We came here today just because we hope you can come home often and don't make Wanjun sad."
Boom!
After Nangong Yi and Nangong Qing finished talking, Nangong Zhandao's aura was in chaos, as if he was possessed by a demon, and his magic power exploded like a river bursting through its embankments.
Go home often and take a look...
His mother's face instantly appeared in his mind.
Everything from the past surged out uncontrollably.
Nangong Zhandao's Taoist heart was completely confused.
"Nangong!" Lan Youruo's expression changed drastically. She never thought that Nangong Yi's few words would put Nangong Zhandao into a situation of life and death.
She immediately activated her magic power and used her magical power, hoping to use her magic power to help Nangong Zhandao calm his inner demons.
"Don't take action."
Lin Qianmo held Lan Youruo's shoulders and said, "Family love is also a calamity in his cultivation. This calamity is dangerous, but it will also be an opportunity for him." "
He has unparalleled luck. If he can After surviving this disaster, he will become a saint."
"Xiao Ling, what happened to him?"
Nangong Qing and Nangong Chengye were frightened and wanted to step forward, but they did not dare to approach rashly.
Nangong Yi didn't know how powerful it was.
"Don't get close to him."
Lan Youruo's voice was cold. She drew a circle with her index finger, forming a circular barrier that enveloped Nangong Zhandao.
Nangong Qing's face was horrified.
Draw the ground as a prison.
This is a great supernatural power comparable to the power of words.
Obviously, Lan Youruo is one of the two quasi-emperors mentioned by Ye Xu.
The movement outside Tianji Pavilion also alarmed Ye Xu.
He walked to the door and looked at Ye Hongchen first, and then at Qi Ruyu, only feeling a hint of familiarity.
The next moment, his eyes fell on Nangong Zandao.
Isn't this number one on the Qianlong list?
Looking at Lin Qianmo and others, Ye Xu smiled warmly.
"You are finally here."