Mo Wentian didn't pay attention to the Chijin real person's Pili Yangqiu, and laughed heartily: "The four real people are guests from afar, and please enter the hall to narrate." ”

In the past few years, through the function of the mountain gate formation, the height of Houtu Peak has been rising, far surpassing the other four secondary peaks, and it is also above the Wuji Peak, the main peak of Wuji Gate.

Over the past few years, hundreds of skilled craftsmen have been building in the thick soil peak, not only the road up the mountain has been excavated and filled, and the bluestone rocks are stacked neatly on it, and there are white railings on both sides, which appear flat and beautiful, and look like the main peak of the sect.

The peak of the thick earth peak, the reception hall of the sect is even more majestic and magnificent, the height is five zhang, the light clouds linger on it, and the white mist is thick.

Outside the hall is the cultivation dojo of a hundred zhang square circle, there are stone turtles and jade cranes built around, it is used for the cultivation of outer disciples in ordinary times, and many sub-halls are built one after another around the main hall, each hugging the terrain, the corridor waist is back, it is extremely luxurious, it is very magnificent.

After passing through the mountain gate, visitors from outside can only go up to the Houtu Peak, and they naturally have no way of knowing that the Wuji Gate is actually something else, so they will only regard the Houtu Peak as the main peak of the Wuji Gate.

After several real people walked into the main hall, the guests and hosts took their seats, and immediately four disciples in green robes presented spiritual tea melons and fruits, which were placed in front of the seats of several real people.

Chijin Zhenren snorted coldly and said: "Wuji Zhenren, the time of this seat is precious, this time I am not here to drink tea and reminisce, this seat advises you to return the magic weapon of this door as soon as possible, so as not to delay time here." ”

Mo Wentian took a sip of the spiritual tea, and said neatly: "Chijin Zhenren is a little restless, Jinpeng Zhenren and Chasing Cloud Zhenren of Yanziwu will go to Bishan immediately, and when the two Taoist friends come up the mountain, our four factions are not in a hurry to discuss this matter again." ”

"What?" Chijin Zhenren released his divine sense and sensed it slightly, and was immediately surprised, he was the cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Foundation, and his divine sense was full of eighteen miles, even he only sensed the breath of Jinpeng Zhenren slightly, but how did this Wuji Zhenren sense it? Is his divine consciousness above himself?

Thinking of this thought, he couldn't believe it, the cultivation of the Wuji real person in front of him was only in the middle stage of foundation building, and he suddenly thought that he sensed the monk who built the foundation in front of the mountain gate, and it seemed that the aura was very similar to the Wuji real person, could it be that the Wuji real person had been hiding his cultivation? Half a year to cultivate by leaps and bounds? From the middle stage of foundation building to the great consummation of foundation building? But as soon as this thought rose in his heart, he immediately shook his head again and again, but he felt ridiculous.

Tuanyun Zhenren also felt strange, but he was deep in thought, and he didn't speak, just smiled and said: "Jinpeng Zhenren has a fifth-order spirit beast Golden-winged Peng, and this speed is fast, and even the flying magic weapon Liuyun Suo, which is in this seat, can't match this flat-mouthed beast." ”

As soon as his words fell, he only heard a roar of Dapeng in the sky, which was really loud and loud, and even the whole hall was buzzing, only to hear a voice at the foot of the mountain: "Yanziwu Jinpeng Zhenren, with disciples chasing Yun Zhenren, come to meet Wuji Gate Wuji Zhenren." ”

The voice came slowly, from the foot of the mountain to the Houtu Summit Hall, it did not disperse with the wind, and the distance of more than 3,000 zhang was accurately transmitted, showing the supernatural power of the Great Perfection Monk.

Mo Wentian smiled slightly, and also responded softly: "The two Taoist friends came just in time, the Taoist friends of the Jinding Gate and the Kunyun Sect have arrived, and several Taoist friends are waiting on the mountain, please go up the mountain to narrate."

Although his voice was at the bottom, it was also said by sound transmission, and the Jinpeng real person heard it clearly at the bottom of the mountain, and seemed to be taken aback, and said: "Wuji real person has good mana, the two of you will arrive immediately, and please ask a few Taoist friends later." ”

More than 3,000 zhang distance to transmit the sound, but it is not an ordinary foundation building real person can be used, without strong mana, the sound is unsustainable in the middle of the way, when the wind drifts away, Jin Tang Zhenren and Yu Xiao Zhenren are solemn, thinking that both of them do not have such strong mana.

Chijin Zhenren and Tuanyun Zhenren were silent, each holding up the spiritual tea and sipping it lightly, but in their hearts they were reassessing Mo Wentian's strength, it was undeniable that in just half a year, this person's divine sense and mana had indeed increased a lot, but I don't know how far the Dao has reached?

In less than half a cup of tea, there was a sound of footsteps outside the hall, and Ye Hanting led the two into the main hall.

Mo Wentian hurriedly got up to greet him, the person in front of him was a tall and thin old man with a gloomy face, the tip of his nose was curved like an eagle's beak, his eyes were long and sharp, and he was wearing a cyan robe. …,

"Hehe, Jinpeng Zhenren, don't come to harm" Chijin Zhenren has always been familiar with him, the two met here, naturally got up to greet each other, the two of them spoke politely, but the Tuanyun Zhenren still sat quietly and sipped tea, and did not even raise his eyes for half a minute, obviously with some old grudges with Jinpeng Zhenren.

Mo Wentian beckoned the two to sit down, and after the disciples looked at the tea, they looked around at everyone and said with a smile: "Six real people are coming to our door, this seat is unfortunately honored, and all kinds of hospitality are quite slow, don't blame." ”

Chijin Zhenren was short-tempered, and said in a broken voice: "Wuji Zhenren, don't talk nonsense, quickly return the magic weapon of the one-legged golden man of this door, and the tiger whisker of Yanziwu chasing Yun Zhenren." ”

Jindingmen and Yanziwu both belong to the Renjun real power force, so they are naturally the same qi and branches, excluding the Kunyun faction that is affiliated with the Weijun real power force.

That Tuanyun Zhenren just watched coldly from the sidelines, waiting for Mo Wentian's reply, and was not in a hurry to speak.

Mo Wentian Ha Lu Ha Da Lang smiled, shook his head and said: "Cultivators, pay attention to the will of chance, the magic power of the monk fighting method, is a life and death experience, victory is victory, defeat is defeat, this seat defeated a few Taoist friends to take the lead, Mo said to get a few magic weapons, even if you kill a few real people, there is no fault, these magic weapons come to the bright, conform to the fate of the heavenly immortals, although a few Taoist friends are profound, but want to overwhelm people, this seat will never be soft. ”

Speaking of this, he didn't wait for Chijin Zhenren to interject, and continued: "But this seat understands that the tiger whisker dust, the phantom beast divine flute, and the one-legged golden man are the magic weapons of several Taoist friends, and they are bound to obtain, I am afraid that they will not give up easily, but if you want this seat to return a few magic weapons in vain, it will not work." ”

"What? Bold"

"It's really arrogant"

Chijin Zhenren and Jinpeng Zhenren were stunned, and the two of them instantly released a majestic spiritual pressure, and the Jintang Zhenren was already furious, and the killing intent in his heart rose sharply. ……，