Chapter 92: Xuanwu Palace
As soon as Rong Yu's mind moved, the Nine Dragons Armor quickly sank into the skin, and disappeared in three breaths.
He stroked the skin on his arm with his hand, and exhaled breathlessly without any discomfort.
"Someone is coming, it's best not to reveal the matter of getting the Nine Dragons Armor to others, there will be trouble!" Miao Jinyun reminded him that it would not happen again.
Rong Yu instantly felt a huge coercion coming from behind him, and at least five or six peerless masters had appeared behind him. He slowly turned his head.
There were six martial artists standing behind him, all with powerful aura, and they all looked at Rong Yu without exception, with burning heat in their eyes.
Rong Yu only recognized two of them, that is, Kuohai's master Zhuang Lianshan and Leng Jian Ling, and their eyes when they looked at him were also full of shock and confusion.
"You are the one who beats the twilight drum!? The old man Jiang Shangyan is one of the five masters of the sect. ”
A red-faced old man about sixty years old asked angrily.
"Yes! But I didn't mean to break that drum!" Rong Yu quickly explained.
"Ahh......h
The crowd said almost in unison, their eyes focused on the broken drum, and their faces were astonished to the extreme.
"For more than 300 years, countless young generations have tried their best to knock it out, but they didn't expect to be shattered by this offspring today!" Zhuang Lianshan muttered to himself.
"Rong Yu, let me ask you, how did you smash it and then shatter it?" said Ling still coldly.
"With a sword, of course!" replied Rong Yu.
"Remember, remember what I told you. Ling nodded and was not surprised.
Jiang Shangyan turned around and said to the elders of the outer gate: "Take the top ten disciples in the test, plus the five female disciples with the best results, and go to the Xuanwu Palace, as for his affairs, I will personally tell the sect master, go!"
"Yes!" someone said yes and turned away.
Jiang Shangyan said to Rong Yu: "You come with us!"
Rong Yu walked away from the platform with the elders, and slowly walked through the garden corridor into the depths of the Xuanwu Sect.
As an old and large sect, the architectural pattern of the sect is very atmospheric, as a building in the north of the Shenlong Kingdom. Courtyards, courtyards, buildings, pavilions are readily available, and all kinds of halls are also very complete.
The disciples of the great sects are not as poor as many martial artists who are scattered cultivators, they are not only rich in cultivation resources, but also very particular about the environment in which they live.
Everyone had their own concerns, and the elders were shocked by Rong Yu's shocking vulgarity, and they were all thinking about how to persuade the sect master to take him into his disciples, after all, the sect master generally would not directly pass on his disciples.
Rong Yu was calm, after all, the dragon scales were already a very big gain for him. As for the big sects, there are many sects that are stronger than this at the beginning of Benze's experience, and there is nothing to be thankful about.
Turning around through a garden, there are wide stone steps in front of you, but the stone of this stone step is replaced by a more precious white jade, and the railings on both sides of the stone steps are also finely carved, which looks very luxurious.
"Xuantian Gate Master - Jiang Shangyan!"
"Xuanjian Sect Master—Yu Ling!"
"Xuanjin Gate Master - Zhuang Lianshan!"
"Xuanying Gate Master--Miyin!"
"Master of the Xuanjin Gate - Zhuge Qiong!"
"Take the newcomer Wang disciple Rong Yu and ask to see the sect master!!"
At the foot of the steps, several big people stood respectfully in place, lined up and arched their names in a loud voice, waiting for the sect master's reply.
"Sect Masters, Sect Master, please!" a cheerful voice replied.
After getting permission, a few people slowly walked up the steps, and Rong Yu looked around curiously in the middle, without feeling nervous at all.
Ascending the steps, there is a small square above, and on the square stand two rows of armorers in heavy armor, all of them are full of energy and might.
Rong Yu couldn't help but gasp when he looked at it sideways, they were all above the seventh level of the Spirit Martial Realm!!
I think that before Ben Ze broke through the Lingwu Realm and ascended to the upper realm, there were very few martial artists in the small kingdom of the lower realm who did not have the fifth level of the Lingwu realm.
The guards were on both sides, and a middle-aged warrior dressed in silver and white light armor with a handsome appearance took a few steps forward to salute the masters of the sect, and said respectfully: "Sect masters, why are you meeting the sect masters together this year, is there something important?"
Jiang Shangyan, who was at the forefront, was recognized as the head of the five sects of the Xuanwu Sect, and he politely replied with a salute and said: "Senior Brother Dong has worked hard! In this newcomer test, Rong Yu, a disciple from Wangyan City, not only sounded the twilight drum that no one had been able to beat for three hundred years, so he asked to see the sect master to see how to arrange this newcomer king. ”
"Oh!
After hearing Jiang Shangyan's words, he was also surprised, and he quickly found Rong Yu in the crowd, looking up and down carefully, with doubts written on his face.
"Did Jiang always say that this new disciple sounded the dusk drum?" the senior brother Dong asked again, with disbelief in his tone.
"Hehe! Exactly! Not only did it ring, but it was nine rings, and finally the twilight drum was completely broken!" Jiang Shangyan replied affirmatively.
"What!! knock~~~knock~~ shattered!!"
After listening to Jiang Shangyan's words, the silver-armored warrior who was called Senior Brother Dong almost dropped his jaw, and his tone of voice stumbled.
He stared at Rong Yuzi again, as if looking at a very rare species.
"Sect Master, please wait in the main hall of the sect master!" a voice came from not far away, breaking the solemnity of the scene.
Senior Brother Dong turned around and made a gesture of please, and said in his mouth: "Everyone, please, don't make the sect master wait for a long time!"
After exchanging glances, several door masters walked towards the main hall together.
Xuanwu Palace, the hall of the Xuanwu Sect's elder-level people, there are only a handful of people who can enter here, and in addition to the five major masters present plus the outer sect master, only the four personal disciples of the sect master and the three sect elders can enter.
This time, Rong Yu plus the rest of the top nine disciples and the top five female disciples in the test made a total of fifteen people, and it was already very rare for him to be able to meet the sect master here. In previous years, the newcomers could only be received by the deputy sect leader Li Mingke in the Xuanji Hall in front.
Rong Yu walked into the Xuanwu Hall with these door masters, and the eighteen huge pillars in the hall firmly held the canopy of the temple carved dragons and phoenixes, and this hall looked majestic and **.
In the center of the main hall, there is a very wide seat of the overlord tiger skin shop facing south, and there is a warrior who is a treasure on the seat, wearing a luxurious brocade robe, and his facial features are sitting in a precarious position, and his body is full of momentum of not being angry and arrogant.