Chapter 0950: Blending into the Sacred Valley
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When the fat man saw that the two big men behind Di Yunxiao almost pulled out their blades, he suddenly became excited, and under the spittle, a fat face was red, as if he had grabbed some small handle.
"This, cough cough, this old brother, is it possible, you are from the Qilin Pavilion?"
Di Yunxiao coughed dryly, and when he saw that the other party was talking like a river, and he was going to keep theorizing, he couldn't help but interrupt.
Hearing this, the middle-aged fat man's chest straightened, his fat belly shook twice, and his face showed an arrogant look.
"Hmph! Even if you have a little eyesight, my eldest brother is a leader of the disciples of the outer sect of the Holy Valley, a big man at the level of a true monarch, if you dare to make a move, you will definitely be told to eat a big hanging. ā
Quan Zhenren and the others stirred their eyebrows, as if they were holding back a smile, this fat man is really a living treasure.
Qilin Pavilion is a second-rate peak Heaven and Earth Great Sect, just an ordinary True Monarch monk, even if he is placed in the outer gate, I am afraid that he is an inconspicuous figure, and he can be so respected, it is really...
"Oh, True Monarch Monk, that's really amazing, in the mortal dynasty, that's a strong man who wants to be enshrined as a national teacher. ā
Di Yunxiao couldn't help but smile, and gave the fat man a thumbs up, looking at this appearance, he really thought he admired it.
The middle-aged fat man saw Emperor Yunxiao's face full of reverence, and his heart was relieved: "That's natural, I don't know how many people want to go through my eldest brother's door to enter the outer door, but it's a pity that they are delusional." ā
echoed a few times, Di Yunxiao quickly took out a lot of useful information from the mouth of the middle-aged fat man, today's event was hosted by a holy son named Weiyang, and the four holy sons and holy daughters of the Qilin Pavilion would participate.
The reason why this fat man was in such a hurry, and came over with dozens of domestic servants pushing pack horses, was because these holy sons and holy daughters wanted to select a group of monks as their entourage.
The status of the Holy Son and the Holy Maiden of the Qilin Pavilion is respected, and they are equivalent to the true disciples in the Qingxia Ancient Sect, and the status of such a retinue of the proud son of the heavens naturally rises, making countless outer disciples covet it.
The fat man's eldest brother was interested in competition, so he asked him to collect all kinds of treasures in the deep mountains and old forests of his hometown, hoping to send them to the door to please the elders who were in charge of the early selection.
The five holy sons and saints held a grand meeting, and the great forces invited did not know how many, there were more than a dozen second-rate and third-rate great sects alone, and there were even more family lords and dynasty nobles.
It's just that outsiders who want to blend in need of an invitation, otherwise it will be difficult to escape the treasure mirror set up outside the sacred valley.
Half an hour later, the official road suddenly became blocked, because the flow of people found that in the jungle by the roadside, there were dozens of knocked out domestic servants and a fat man with his back stripped naked.
A terrible howl made people shudder, and the white and tender fat man came to his senses, looking at the dozens of pack horses that had disappeared, tears and snot flowed to the ground.
"Catch the thief, catch the thief, where is the patrol method of the Holy Valley, Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu has been robbed!"
Ignoring the small thing under his crotch that was difficult to look at, the fat man casually grabbed a leaf to cover it, and hurriedly chased after the patrol that suddenly appeared hundreds of feet away.
"Goddamn bastard boy, pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will never let you go..."
At this moment, outside the Sacred Valley Giant City, dozens of miles away, five figures drove dozens of pack horses to wait slowly outside the city, and it was a few people from the Qingxia Ancient Sect.
Emperor Yunxiao rode on a black-blooded horse, playing with a gilded invitation in his hand, with curiosity on his face, this invitation was actually made of blood silk and red gold, which was invulnerable to fire and water, and it was difficult to destroy.
What he cared about the most was the imprint on the invitation, the four colors were intertwined, containing four kinds of breaths, which seemed to be condensed by the mana of several powerful monks of the four statues.
"Senior nephew, I didn't expect you to have such a bad taste, after getting the news I wanted, I robbed other people's pack horse treasures, this kind of behavior..."
Quan Zhenren sat cross-legged on a pack horse, yawned, and looked helplessly at Di Yunxiao, who had a very different personality.
"Hehe, uncle, that fat man has been muttering for so long that my ears are calloused. Since he took the initiative to offer the news, why not let him simply send the Buddha to the West and give us all these worthless things?"
The three high-ranking generals looked at each other when they heard this, but they saw with their own eyes that Emperor Yunxiao stunned the fat man and a group of domestic servants and robbed these carriages and horses.
How did it come to Emperor Yunxiao's mouth, and it was actually offered by the adult's family?
This ability to reverse black and white is beyond their reach!
Soon, it was the turn of Emperor Yunxiao and the others to enter the city, and above the main city gate, a huge mirror about five feet high refracted a ray of light and swept over several of them.
The invitation card in Di Yunxiao's hand suddenly bloomed with four-color brilliance, and an invisible coercion was fleeting.
The Demon Clan True Monarch Monk who was in charge of inspecting the invitation frowned, his eyes swept back and forth on Di Yunxiao a few times, and then said lightly:
"You guys, you can enter the city, remember not to be presumptuous at the event. If you collide with a few Holy Sons and Holy Maidens, be careful of being exterminated by the Nine Clans. ā
"That is nature, and we naturally do not dare to collide with the honor guard of the Holy Son and the great powers of the religions. ā
Emperor Yunxiao didn't ink, and secretly stuffed a few high-grade spirit stones into the hand of the demon clan monk, and the man glanced at him meaningfully, and then his mouth squirmed a few times.
At the gate of the city, a sturdy demon clan monk with a wide face and a broad nose scolded, and with a wave of his hand, more than ten monks who were blocking Di Yunxiao and others were quickly released.
Entering the city, Emperor Yunxiao swept away his thoughts, quite surprised.
Although the Qilin Sacred Valley is known as an ancient city, it is very different from ordinary castles, and the walls that stretch for hundreds of miles are towering, but the inside of the city walls is not a row of buildings.
The Qilin Pavilion cultivates the Tao, paying attention to the Tao and nature, and most of the city is the most primitive environment.
Towering ancient trees, clear springs and waterfalls, hundreds of zhang high cliff peaks tower, old vines cross streams, between the branches and climbing walls, there are a lot of pavilions and pavilions hidden, just like a fairyland on earth.
This is the cultivation and living area of the disciples of the outer sect of the Qilin Pavilion, the population is crowded, and from time to time you can see groups of monks of various clans stepping by, many of whom are disciples of other sects.
The place where the festival was held was more than ten miles away, in the middle of the Sacred Valley, and the only way to go there was to go with an invitation in hand.
Di Yunxiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he quickly locked on a few figures, his figure flashed, and when he came back again, there were four more gilded invitations in his hand, which were exactly the same as those snatched in the fat man's hand.
"Come on, come on, everyone has an invitation card, these pack horses will be left here for the time being, take the invitation card and go to the venue of the event first to inquire about the news of the disciples born in the Yuxu Palace, and meet here in two hours. ā