Chapter 30: Quality Star Dao Tu

Azure Pavilion Quality on the Star.

The large area of immortal mountains that appeared attracted countless people.

On the ghost capital closest to the Immortal Mountain, a large number of cultivators gathered.

For the most part, cultivation is in the period of forging the gods to the Mahayana period.

The top force in the ghost capital, the Murong family, is even recruiting talents on a large scale, preparing to take down the Immortal Mountain.

The lord of the ghost capital, Murong Lian, a master at the peak of Mahayana, is also a capable commander under the master of the Azure Pavilion.

is preparing to rely on the opportunity of Xianshan to break through the bottleneck of the Mahayana period that has been stuck for decades in one fell swoop.

The ghost capital, the territory is huge, and it is the central town of the four mansions of the quality star, and there are countless masters who have attracted such a big thing.

Among them, including those who ate deflated on the earth a few days ago,

Dao slaughter evil monk!

Dao Tu was known by Luo Tian, and he also knew Luo Tian's methods, so he naturally had to listen to Luo Tian's words obediently.

Walking on the lively street of the ghost capital, Dao Tu's gray slender monk's robe was a little eye-catching.

The cultivator team gathered in three or two people next to him all pointed out.

"That person, like a monk, doesn't want to, Taoist priest, can't say, but dare to rob this immortal mountain by himself, he is really a little confident. ”

The cultivators next to him all covered their mouths and sneered in low voices.

Dao Tu can naturally be heard.

It's just that he doesn't pay attention to these little miscellaneous people in the God Forging Period and the Void Realm.

"Guest officer, this hotel in the ghost capital is not easy to buy now, do you want to come in and have a look, what to eat?" ”

In the small inn on the side, Xiao Er was greeting Dao Tu at the door,

If there is a single fat sheep, it is natural to slaughter it.

Dao Tu looked up at the sky, as if thinking about something.

He turned around and entered the inn.

Dao Tu chose a window seat, and there were indeed a lot of people in the inn.

It's not easy to find a window seat.

"A plate of old vinegar peanuts and a pot of wine. ”

Dao Tu's voice was not loud, but it could accurately reach Xiao Er's ears.

"Okay, guest officer, you can rest first. ”

Xiao Er shook the towel on his shoulder and scribbled the unclean wooden table.

He turned around and left.

Dao Tu calmed down and listened carefully to the conversation of the people in the inn.

"Boss, I heard that the Murong family is the head snake here, and it is very clever, and it is declared to the outside world that this immortal mountain is the forbidden land of the Murong family that has been hidden for many years, and it is now open to the outside world, occupying the top of the mountain and opening the sect!"

"Fourth, this Murong family has something to do with the Judgment Pavilion, let's not provoke it easily... ”

Dao Tu's wine and peanuts were brought up by Xiao Er in due course.

Dao Tu carried the wine, then walked to the table with a big grin and took a seat.

"Listen to what you guys are talking about, this Murong family is from the Judgment Pavilion?"

Dao Tupi asked with a smile.

"You poor boy, don't know what you shouldn't!"

On the left hand side of Dao Tu, the thief-eyed man known as the fourth man squinted his eyes and whispered to Dao Tu.

"There's nothing else, I just want to ask, is this Azure Pavilion Murong family from Gu Jian's faction?"

Dao Tu's smile gradually melted, replaced by absolute confidence and coldness.

It's really a joke, he's a golden immortal,

It is already generous to be able to sit at the same table with these miscellaneous fish in the forging period to eat and laugh,

The rich killing intent in his body escaped,

Press to the fourth in the seat.

Lao Si's face tightened, and he could feel that an invisible, awl-like aura penetrated into his body, and he was extremely uncomfortable.

"Big brother, he... He's going to do it!"

The fourth child turned his face to his eldest brother with difficulty.

"It's enough for the fourth, don't you pay this adult. ”

Unexpectedly, his eldest brother was not biased towards him.

"This brother, the strength is so strong, Duan Mou has only seen it in his life, please forgive me for this ignorant fourth brother. When I go to Dunbao Mansion in the future, I will definitely invite my brother to drink a few glasses!"

The eldest brother surnamed Duan got up and arched his hand.

"I just want to hear the answer to the question I just asked. ”

Dao Tu's expression was cold.

The tone is also cold.

The eldest brother surnamed Duan's face tightened,

"Brother Tai, this Murong family is indeed a person from Gu Jian's faction, but we and other lowly people don't know clearly about the situation of the Judgment Pavilion. ”

"Good. ”

Dao Tu put away his killing intent,

I didn't drink the wine or eat the peanuts.

Turned around and walked out of the inn.

The fourth child was still palpitating, and the sweat on his head was dripping into the fragrant spicy chicken in front of him.

No one noticed that the boss surnamed Duan had a trace of cunning on his face.

Dao Tu walked out of the inn,

The shouts of Xiao Er behind him continued,

"Guest officer, you haven't given this silver yet... ”

Dao Tu's figure has long been submerged by the crowd.

"Fresh sugar gourds. ”

The crowd around him was crowded, but Dao Tu patted his head,

I forgot to ask the address of Murong's house.

Helplessly, Dao Tu spread out the majestic spiritual consciousness like the sea, and the surrounding hawkers and pedestrians didn't know at all.

Beside them, a golden immortal was unleashing his magical powers.

This Murong family, it sounds, should be the largest mansion.

Dao Tu paused, and the spider web-like spiritual sense retracted,

He continued to walk slowly.

The ghost capital Murong family.

Murong Lian, who was at the peak of Mahayana, was sitting cross-legged and cultivating upright.

There are three sons and one daughter under the knees, all of whom are in the realm of vanity.

Murong opened his eyes suddenly.

He felt a huge spiritual sense spread,

Even the Murong family is also within the range.

Who is it? At least the cultivation of immortals!

Murong Lian was shocked, could it be the Azure Pavilion Master?

Murong Lian didn't dare to slack off,

This is at least the arrival of a master of the immortal realm.

Immediately got up,

"Feng'er, go to the Murong Family Elder Home and invite the three great elders to the council hall. ”

A handsome man, sitting cross-legged underneath and fiddling with his nails, got up lazily.

"Dad, what a big deal, I have to call three grandfathers, they are very busy. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, there is something important to discuss!"

Murong Lian's rare seriousness frightened his eldest son, Murong Shanfeng.

Murong Shanfeng straightened his clothes and strode out.

Murong Lian shook his head,

His eldest son is very handsome, but he is also a one-in-a-million cultivation genius.

The top exercises of the Murong family, cultivating the gods, have already reached the realm of transformation.

It's a pity that if you don't seek progress, the realm has only reached the realm of turning into nothing.

Even, to be overtaken by the youngest daughter.

"Dad, then we'll step back first. ”

A soft voice came,

is Murong Lian's youngest daughter, Murong Yingying,

"No, just listen here, take this opportunity from the Immortal Mountain, it's time for you to grow. ”

Murong Lian's face was full of love.

His youngest daughter is the most sensible, and she is also quite talented in cultivation.

Although it is far worse than the big brother.

Murong Yingying paused and sat down with her skirt lifted.

"Dad, the third grandfather has gone to the town ghost tower. ”

Before anyone arrived, Murong Shanfeng's voice came in first.

Murong Lian got up,

The three Great Elders are the hole cards of the Murong family,

Exhaust the cultivation of the period of tribulation.

"Lian'er, what's the matter, so anxious. ”