The obscure sky hangs on the dark moon, or the fifth watch of the day, and the group has come to the foot of the mountain to rest.

On an early winter morning, the fog rises.

Some people stand with their hands behind their backs, some people don't like to sit in the wetland, there are men and women, there are old and young, all come for the high mountain in front of them, asking for that glimmer of opportunity, and fighting for a breath.

"Yan'er, have you remembered what I said to you yesterday?"

"Back to Daddy, Yan'er remembers it! Try to stay out of the way and focus on climbing! ”

"Well, that's good."

A father and daughter are whispering, dressed extraordinarily, with a dusty temperament, obviously not an ordinary family.

Behind them, there were several servants, waiting for orders.

"Why did you come so early today?"

At this time, a bewitching woman walked slowly, and with each step she took, the silver bell tied to Guolu's ankle also gently made a bits and pieces of pleasant sound with the woman's steps.

Following this dusty woman, there are several Hongchen women with a similar appearance who are young.

They held the quaint pipa in their arms, and their faces were delicate, obviously close to rouge gouache.

"Daddy, who ......are they?"

Guan Yan wrinkled his pink nose, for some reason, he rejected these people in his heart.

The middle-aged man whispered: "The landlord of Tianxianglou, the little girl in a sky blue shirt who is close behind her, is her closed disciple Liu Jiao'er, don't look weak, it is said that the cultivation of one-handed charm is perfect, under the true transmission of Tianxianglou's heart method, men and women are killed, and when you go up the mountain, you have to be more careful, beware of the way!" ”

Hearing this, Guan Yan's expression changed slightly, and he looked at the young and slightly young lovely child.

Liu Jiaoer also looked at her, her eyebrows swept lightly, her red lips opened lightly, and the curvature of the corners of her mouth seemed to have a hint of mockery.

Her eyes rolled, and the style she revealed almost made Guan Yan look confused!

"Giggle......" Liu Jiaoer covered her mouth and smiled.

"What a fox!"

Guan Yan hurriedly stabilized his mind, snorting coldly with disdain in his heart, vaguely afraid.

Really.

I have long heard that none of the people who can come to participate in this trip to Wushan are simple characters, and now it seems that this is indeed the case, even a Hongchen woman in the green building is so extraordinary!

"It's past three wakes up, and it's not too early."

As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, several more groups of people came one after another.

At the foot of this mountain, a tacit round.

"The shopkeeper of Hongfu Inn? The owner of Tianxiang Building? Coincidentally, two! ”

"I thought I was the first to arrive, but I didn't expect someone to be there earlier."

"Hahahaha, Guan Daoyou, your inn has been opened all over Nanling, immersed in business, why, today there is such a Yaxing, and the main forest of Tianxiang Mansion is having fun?"

Before the rough voices were gone, a faint stench came.

The old man was in his old age, his clothes were ragged, and his hair grew in a mess, as if it had not been trimmed for decades.

Even so, following him was a neat and orderly young man with spotless clothes and sideburns, and the young man did not have a trace of disgust, but was respectful to the dirty old man beside him.

"Ah, what do you say when you want food!" Although the lord of Tianxiang Mansion said this, there was a hint of resentment in his eyes.

"What, is it possible that you want to accompany me, a stinky begging for food, and get a good night's sleep?"

"Dead Ghost ......"

"Hahahahaha......"

The brief conversation between the two of them caused Guan Yan to be puzzled, and he looked at his father.

The middle-aged man said in a low voice: "That old man lived by asking for food more than a hundred years ago, and his temperament was crazy. ”

"And those people in white who don't say a word, they are ......"

Listening to what he said, Guan Yan, who rarely leaves the house on weekdays, was very surprised, and had a new insight into the distribution of power in this Nanling City.

Gradually, more and more people gathered at the foot of the mountain, so it was not lively!

There are talkers, and there are people who take the opportunity to make friends.

These of them are elders, just to bring their juniors to participate in the trip to Wushan, and while admonishing them, they also do not forget to get closer to other forces.

There are those who laugh loudly and talk wantonly, and there are those who are silent and quietly waiting for Wushan to open.

But they all have one thing in common -

The younger generation who were secretly looking at other forces, and their hearts became more and more surprised, this time Wushan may inevitably have a dragon fight!

"The Jiang family is here!"

I don't know who said this, and suddenly, the excitement at the foot of the mountain froze in an instant.

Everyone tacitly stopped the previous communication and conversation, their faces were solemn, and they looked in the same direction at the same time.

Boom...... Boom......

A slight movement sounded, and everyone looked at each other.

More than 100 people were walking towards this side unhurriedly, and at the front was an old woman with a dusty temperament, standing on a huge poisonous scorpion.

Everyone's faces changed slightly, just this demon beast, cultivation has already overwhelmed many people present!

And this scorpion demon is just a mount beast pet under the old woman.

"Soul Void Old Monster!"

Guan Yan exclaimed in her heart, just a glance, she felt the invisible majestic true qi enveloping.

One of the five major families in Nanling, the Jiang family!

They are more or less, there are only one or two precious places, but the top forces like the Jiang family have ten places, and the family has a big business, and the servants and subordinates alone bring no less than eighty or ninety.

"That's Jiang Liang?"

"What a personable son, really extraordinary!"

"I'm afraid that this son's cultivation is close to the late stage of foundation building, and this is less than thirty, right?"

"Don't just look at cultivation, the existence that is at the top of the Tianjiao list can be compared to the ordinary mid-stage foundation building?"

“……”

The crowd chattered in low voices.

Being stared at by so many people, Jiang Liang is not afraid of the scene, and his face has always been filled with a faint smile, which makes it difficult to give birth to a hateful heart.

The sky was bright, just in time for the sunrise in the east mountain.

The top forces all came to the foot of Wushan Mountain, waiting for the opening of the Qingfeng Gate.

"Wuhua Temple is here!"

"Another Void Monster!"

"Seeing that little monk, one of the five heavenly pride, don't look at his youngest, the Dharma is profound, and it is terrifying!"

"The people from White Sun Village have also arrived!"

"She is Li Xunshuang, who is the fourth on the Tianjiao list? How...... It's a woman?! ”

"Don't you know? That village is full of weirdos, it is rumored that this is very ruthless, as the only female cultivator in the top ten of the Tianjiao list, the people who died in her hands are only a lot more than other Tianjiao! ”

"The Yun family is also here......

"Yun Yuan, the strongest sword cultivator among the younger generation! The dove he sat down on was indeed worthy of its name and full of spirituality! ”

"Hey, it's strange, why is that dove's wings a little unstable?"

"You don't understand this, Yun Yuan's talent is amazing, his head is grand, that dove gets along with him all the year round, obviously he is more or less oppressed by a little Tianjiao's aura, and his wings are naturally unstable over time!"

"I see......"