If he only heard the "canopy" or only heard the "rolling blind", he would not have much reaction, and he would not even associate it in those directions for a while, but if the canopy and the rolling shutter appeared at the same time today, it would be a great impact for anyone who is familiar with the world of Journey to the West, and he would involuntarily think of the two important people in the scripture learning team.

Marshal Tianpeng pig Wu Neng.

Roller shutter general Sha Wujing.

Now the question is, what is the relationship between the two who came today and the two above?

Guo Dalu walked towards the entrance of Moyun Cave, and a deacon had already stepped forward to check his identity, probably because there were too many visitors today, maybe because someone came to try his luck before, or maybe Guo Dalu's appearance and the realm he showed were too ordinary and there was no big guy beside him, so the attitude of the two red-clothed deacons was not very friendly.

"Where did you come from, wild boy?"

Guo Dalu took out the invitation letter and handed it to the two deacons, "The envoy of the Lower Five Holy Mountains, on the order of the Five Saints, came to watch the ceremony." ”

Guo Dalu wanted to experiment by the way to see if the names of the five saints were good in the rivers and lakes.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, the two red-clothed deacons directly attacked, one pushed him on his left shoulder, and the other pushed him on his right shoulder, blatantly trying to push him down the mountain.

Guo Dalu dodged back, didn't know what to do, and asked, "Why are the two of you like this, could it be that Jilei Mountain and Wusheng Mountain have grievances?"

The two red-clothed deacons snorted coldly and said, "Since my master sent out the invitation, you are the twenty-second liar who claims to be the envoy of the Five Holy Mountains, why do you say we are like this?"

Guo Dalu was taken aback, and finally understood what was going on, it seemed that these Five Holy Mountains were indeed some famous in the Holy Ruins, so that there would be so many cultivators pretending to be the names of the Five Holy Mountains.

"However, there is not a liar below, there is a ...... below"

Without waiting for Guo Dalu to show his waist card, the two deacons have made another move.

"Since the establishment of the Five Holy Mountains, there have always been only five saints, and there have never been any deacons, disciples, or messengers, do you dare to say that you are not a liar?"

If it was usual, Guo Dalu might feel that it was too troublesome to explain and would take the initiative to leave, but he had just heard the arrival of the Tianpeng Sect and the Rolling Shutter Sect, so how could he be willing if he didn't see it with his own eyes?

In the face of the two red-clothed deacons who were not soft, Guo Dalu also moved his real character, he didn't have to use his sword, he simply punched out, and he was full of anger, and there was a huge force that enveloped the way the two of them came, and suddenly swept them away, hit a white jade giant pillar, and slid down the pillar to the ground.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to be so weak......" Guo Dalu hurriedly apologized, he didn't mean to throw ridicule, he really had a preconceived psychology, thinking that the power system of the Holy Ruins was naturally a lot higher than that of the Xuan Realm, and the deacons of the Xuan Realm were mostly in the real realm, so the deacon of the Holy Ruins was at least a grandmaster, and as the deacon in front of the Saint's Cave Mansion, the strength of the realm might be a little higher, so Guo Dalu used nearly a minute and a half of strength in that punch just now, ready to make a draw, show his strength a little, and then explain to them, which seemed more convincing, unexpectedly......

Unexpectedly, they were so weak.

The commotion here soon attracted more attention at the entrance of the cave, and a middle-aged man in yellow who looked like a steward strode over with four deacons and asked, "What's the matter?"

The two deacons who fell to the ground hurriedly got up, pointed at Guo Dalu and said, "Xiangye, he came to make trouble by pretending to be an envoy from the Five Holy Mountains!"

The man in yellow, who was called "Xiangye", stared at Guo Dalu and said calmly: "Invitation." ”

Guo Dalu pointed to the two deacons, "In their hands." ”

The two deacons hurriedly handed the invitation to Xiang Ye, who glanced at it and said, "It is indeed an invitation sent by the king, but this does not prove that you are the messenger of the Five Holy Mountains." ”

"Why?" Guo Dalu intended to know more about Wusheng Mountain.

Xiang Ye said: "Because the Five Holy Mountains have never had envoys walking around the rivers and lakes, and the Holy Ruins have always had something to do, and they will send invitations to the Five Holy Mountains out of respect, but none of the Five Holy Mountains responded, and those invitations or mud cows entered the sea, or were intercepted by mountain mountain spirits, land, goblins, etc., and sold to the scalpers who specialized in this side of the trade, and then the cattle essence was sold to the sects or monks in need at a high price, so if you have no other tokens to prove your identity, please go down the mountain the same way." ”

Xiangye is worthy of being a well-respected housekeeper, and he does things even more leaklessly, so that people can't find fault.

"Scalper essence?!" Guo Dalu grasped the point.

"yes, what's wrong?"

"Oh no, I just wanted to say that my ticket wasn't a scalper. ”

Guo Dalu said and took out the "Five Holy Tokens", and handed them to Xiang Ye, the tokens "hummed" and trembled, and then the deep voice of the Great Sage of the Sea came from inside: "Old Fox Daoist, since you sent an invitation to my Five Holy Mountain, why did you obstruct my Five Holy Envoys?"

The voice of the saint came out in the distance, echoing throughout the mountain forest.

When Xiangye and the deacons beside him heard this, their faces all changed greatly.

Guo Dalu was also secretly speechless, and said in his heart: "The mind of the saint is really unpredictable...... It's just a little pompous. ”

At this time, another old voice came from Moyun Cave: "Hahaha, Wusheng Mountain has never been born, but today it sent a messenger for the little girl's marriage meeting, and the old fox was deeply honored, so he personally went out to greet him." ”

As soon as the words fell, a short and concise old man appeared in front of Guo Dalu with a black wooden crutch, the old man smiled and said: "The people under Moyun Cave are all doing things according to the old man's orders, and please don't blame your guests, please." ”

Guo Dalu shook his head and said, "It's okay", then put away the token and entered the Moyun Cave with the fox king's clone.

The outer cloth decoration has shown the accumulation of the mountain is magnificent, and the entrance to the cave door is even more breathtaking, unlike other caves, the inside of the Moyun Cave is a real other cave.

Crossing the gate of the house, there is a stone bridge between two cliffs in front of you, the stone bridge is full of smoke and clouds, and there are birds from time to time, just like a fairyland.

After crossing the stone bridge, only to enter a magnificent palace, at this time to know that the luxury outside is only the tip of the iceberg, whether it is the big pillars wrapped with golden scales and dazzling red whiskers in the hall or the mountain and sea delicacies and jade liquid placed on the guest table, all show the strong financial power of the old fox king.

"May I ask senior, where are the Tianpeng Sect and the Rolling Shutter Sect sitting?" Guo Dalu asked in a low voice.

The Old Fox King stretched out his finger and pointed somewhere, and asked, "You want to sit with the Tianpeng Sect and the Rolling Shutter Sect?"

"That's the best, there are some questions I want to discuss with the two sects. ”

"Well said. The old fox king said and walked towards Guo Dalu towards the canopy and the two sects of the rolling shutter.

The strange thing is that no one got up to greet the old fox king along the way, and no one noticed him.

Guo Dalu knew that this was the fox king's intention, in order not to let himself feel uncomfortable because he was too much attention, from this point of view, this fox king is the real dripping water, the real old fox.

The two sects of the canopy shutter are adjacent, and the old fox king arranged for Guo Dalu to sit next to the shutter sect, and when Guo Dalu sat down, the phantom of the fox king disappeared by itself, thinking that it was just a small idea of the old fox king.

Guo Dalu looked at the Tianpeng Sect and the Rolling Shutter Sect quietly, the envoy of the Tianpeng Sect was a handsome man in white, the corners of his mouth were always smiling, his demeanor and movements were dashing, which made people happy to see, but the envoy of the Rolling Shutter Sect was a strong man with a length of nine feet, and he looked very fierce.

Although the two of them are not immortals, they are both sacred identities, and Guo Dalu did not dare to make a deduction, so he could not be sure whether they were the mortal clones of Marshal Tianpeng and General Rolling Blind.

At this moment, the Long Live Fox King walked out from behind with his only daughter, the jade-faced fox.

The entire hall suddenly burst into flames.

Guo Dalu looked up at the jade-faced fox, and saw that she was dressed in a white skirt of Hunan Province, like a jade tree narcissus, the lotus step moved slowly, swaying, and looking forward to it, the natural and unique charm of the fox clan was particularly fascinating.

"Ahh

Someone suddenly shouted in the main hall, and everyone followed the sound and saw a personable young man staring straight at the jade-faced fox with a pair of eyes, and his body was paralyzed on the ground.

"The heart of the Tao is stable, and color is sin. Pink skull, tasteless ......"

Some people silently recite the mantra of concentration, but they still can't control their eyes.

"Is this the charm of the vixen......

Guo Dalu sighed secretly, suddenly thought of something, and looked at the white-clothed boy of Tianpeng Sect.