When Chen Anzhi hurried to the Taiyi Holy Land, Meng Hetang had already defeated twenty Holy Lands in a row and began to challenge the top ten Holy Lands in the Eastern Wilderness.

Purple Mansion Holy Land, Purple Cloud Temple.

The Holy Lord of the Purple Mansion and the Elder of the Holy Land sat in the first seat, looking at the center of the main hall, their brows furrowed.

In the center of the main hall, Meng Hetang sat in a cyan Rushan, with one hand behind him, a scroll in the other, placed on his waist, and an elegant smile on the corner of his mouth.

Behind him, Jiu Liang was still holding a piece of grass in his mouth, looking around, his eyes looking at the shadow in front of Meng Hetang from time to time.

That beautiful shadow is naturally the first beauty in the Eastern Wilderness, the saint of the Purple Mansion.

However, compared with Meng Hetang's elegant and easy-going, light and breezy wind, at this moment, the Purple Mansion Holy Maiden Liu frowned tightly and her pretty face was pale.

After a long time, the Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion sighed and hugged her fist to Meng Hetang:

"Senior Brother Hetang learns to be rich and has five cars, and he is willing to bow to the wind, in this game, Senior Brother Hetang has won!"

Hearing that the Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion admits defeat, on the first seat, the Holy Lord of the Purple Mansion and the elders all looked lonely, and shook their heads helplessly.

An hour ago, Meng Hetang came to the door and debated with the Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion.

It was only an hour before and after, and the mouth of Meng Hetang was like a river, and every word was beautiful, so that the Holy Maiden of Zifu had no power to parry at all.

The gap between the two people is too big.

"Purple Girl has conceded, Hetang is just a trick, the younger generation of Donghuang, Purple Girl's talent is enough to rank in the top five!"

Meng Hetang clasped his fists and saluted, and said with a graceful smile.

Zi Yanran could only smile bitterly at this, and also returned a salute.

The argument just now, Zi Yanran was very clear, and she didn't take advantage of it a little bit.

What's even more terrifying is that Meng Hetang was born in the Sage Academy, and he is good at Confucianism and Taoism.

In the process of dialectic, Meng Hetang did not use the power of Confucianism and Taoism, but only used the martial arts that Donghuang was good at.

If Meng Hetang had used the power of Confucianism and Taoism at the beginning, I am afraid that she would have lost even faster.

"Senior Brother Hetang is humble, he deserves to be known as a Tianjiao who has the qualifications of a saint, and I wish Senior Brother Hetang an early sanctification!"

Zi Yanran quickly sorted out her emotions and smiled sweetly.

In this regard, Meng Hetang smiled back, and then bowed to the Holy Lord of the Purple Mansion.

"Holy Lord, the Crane Hall is disturbed, so I will retire, if you come to the Sage Academy Palace in the future, the Crane Hall will definitely greet you in person!"

Hearing this, the Holy Lord of the Purple Mansion stood up and said with a smile: "The young palace master has written down this old man, and I hope you don't dislike it at that time!"

"Congratulations to the young palace master!"

Then, Meng Hetang took Jiuliang and left the Purple Mansion Holy Land and headed towards the next holy land.

After Meng Hetang left, the smile on the face of the Holy Lord of the Purple Mansion disappeared little by little.

"Yanran, what do you think of this person from Meng Hetang?" the Purple Mansion Holy Lord asked in a deep voice.

Zi Yanran looked at Meng Hetang's back, and after being silent for a long time, she slowly spoke:

"Strong! Very strong! His understanding of the Three Thousand Great Avenues is far better than mine!"

"If he uses the power of Confucianism and Taoism, I'm afraid I won't be an enemy of one move!"

Although he was already mentally prepared, hearing Zi Yanran say this, the Holy Lord of the Purple Mansion still felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

After all, Zi Yanran was cultivated with all his heart and soul in the Purple Mansion Holy Land.

"What about the other holy places?" asked the Holy Lord of the Purple Mansion.

Zi Yanran shook her head and said, "No!"

"The strength of the Shaking Light Holy Son is about the same as mine, as for the sword idiot of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land...... A vulgar martial artist, he can fight, but the dialectic, forget it!"

Hearing this, the Purple Mansion Holy Lord's heart was slightly balanced.

After all, Meng Hetang is the young palace master of the Zhongzhou Sage Academy, and it is reasonable that the young generation of the Eastern Wilderness is invincible.

"Then what if Gu Changsheng of the Taiyi Holy Land makes a move?"

The Holy Lord of the Purple Mansion asked again.

At the canonization ceremony that day, Gu Changsheng's performance left an indelible impression on the major saint masters.

"If it's the man...... Let's open five-five!"

Zi Yanran weighed it in her heart for a long time before she said such a sentence.

Meng Hetang and Gu Changsheng are stronger or weaker, she doesn't know, she can only look at the final result.

......

The Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion was defeated here, and the Eastern Wilderness once again caused an uproar.

"Even the Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion has lost, the younger generation of the Eastern Wilderness, who else is Meng Hetang's opponent?"

"Now, only the Holy Son of Shaking Light is left, and the sword idiot can still show his hand!"

"If the Shake Light Holy Son and the Sword Idiot are defeated, in the end, we can only look at the Immortal Holy Son, and whether the last face of the Eastern Wilderness can be held depends on the Immortal Holy Son!"

In the taverns of the Eastern Wilderness, this matter is hotly discussed.

Many of the monks were resentful.

On the one hand, it is the disappointment of the younger generation of the Eastern Wilderness, and on the other hand, it is the hostility to Meng Hetang.

"Hmph, it is said that the Zhongzhou Sage School Palace is all Confucian disciples, saints, humble and courteous, but this Meng Hetang is not touched at all!"

"Isn't Meng Hetang's actions humiliating my Eastern Wilderness monk?"

"Hmph, this son is not worthy of being called a Confucian saint!"

Boom!

Just when everyone was scolding, someone suddenly slapped the table in the tavern.

For a moment, the entire tavern instantly fell silent, and all eyes converged on one corner.

In the corner, a monk slowly got up, his face indifferent.

"I will inform Changsheng about this matter, and let him make a full move to rub the sharp qi of Meng Hetang!" the monk said coldly.

Feeling the monk's aura, the surrounding monks all looked stunned, and couldn't help but take a step back.

What is the relationship between this person and the Immortal Son, and he actually calls each other like this?

"Dare to ask your Excellency ......"

A monk asked cautiously.

Hearing the question, the monk raised his chin and a look of pride appeared on his face.

"I, just a pretty boy who doesn't want to be named!"

"You just need to remember that when Gu Changsheng was canonized that day, I stood beside him!"

Hearing this, there was a dead silence in the tavern, and even the sound of a needle falling on the ground could be heard clearly.

After a long silence, a scream rang out.

"He's the one who can only brag and doesn't even have a name, beat him!"

Crash!

In an instant, the monks in the tavern swarmed up, pressed the "pretty boy" to the ground and began to rub it.

......

Just when the Eastern Wilderness was in turmoil, another piece of news came.

"Shake the Light Holy Son, under Meng Hetang, but in an hour, admit defeat in person!"

Hearing this, Donghuang was in an uproar again, and everyone's hearts were raised.

The next day, news came out again.

"The sword idiot of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land, debated with Meng Hetang for one night, and finally lost the defeat!"

When this news came out, the first reaction of the Eastern Wilderness Monk was that he had heard it wrong.

The name of the sword idiot, the Eastern Wilderness is like thunder.

This is a madman who only knows how to fight, and he can stop Meng Hetang for a long night?

"Meng Hetang said that he will go to the Taiyi Holy Land tomorrow to visit and argue with the Immortal Holy Son!"

Finally, Meng Hetang set his sights on the Taiyi Holy Land, the top of the top 100 in the Eastern Wilderness.

put it on Gu Changsheng!