The two contracts sent by the director of Zhou Tianjing's cultivation didn't even have a blink of an eye, and they were burned by the samadhi true fire that ignited in the hands of this middle-aged man, and there were not even ashes left.

"I have been in this Dragon Slaying Pavilion for twenty years, and I sacrificed myself to assassinate the elder of the Ancient Moon Sect, so that I have this identity and status today. However, this is also the end, if you want to go further and find out all the secrets of the young master of the Dragon Slayer Pavilion, I am afraid that it will be even more difficult than taking your life against the sky. The middle-aged man looked at his left hand that had ignited the true flame of samadhi and muttered to himself, "However, this time may be an opportunity." The young master of the Dragon Slayer Pavilion also suddenly rose like lightning after 'resurrecting from the dead', possessing all kinds of incredibly powerful means. I struggled to find out that he might be the powerhouse of other worlds, the Yuan Shen Immortal, who had passed through the void and borrowed the matter of rebirth. If this little guy of the Meng family is also such a cunning, then, perhaps, he can help me deal with this young master of the Dragon Slaying Pavilion......"

He muttered to himself, and at the same time, countless calculations and layouts in his mind were born and died one by one.

This powerhouse of the Jiedan Realm, who lived in the hundredth floor of the Dragon Slaying Pavilion, turned out to be an extremely hidden undercover agent. Although I don't know what his identity is, what he is doing when he lurks into the Dragon Slaying Pavilion, and why he wants to deal with the young master of the Dragon Slaying Pavilion, one thing is certain, because of his existence, those real high-level bigwigs in the Dragon Slaying Pavilion will at least not know about Meng Wushao's "resurrection from the dead" so quickly.

"Next, let the killer test the waters. As soon as the middle-aged man's heart moved, the true flame of samadhi ignited in his left hand was extinguished, "Kong Wei didn't come early, he didn't come late, but he chose to come when I was the only one left here, this may be my luck." ”

As he spoke, he didn't know when he had a small golden seal in his hand.

"Next, let's borrow the elder's order and ask him to send someone to try this little guy of the Meng family. As he spoke, he poured spiritual power into the boxy little golden seal.

Suddenly, an illusory thing like the holy decrees of the major secular dynasties was projected from this small seal.

The middle-aged man pointed his right hand together and quickly wrote a paragraph on it.

"Okay, just wait for the results. When he finished writing, he took the seal in his left hand and lightly stamped it on the illusory "holy decree" in the void.

In an instant, the brilliance flowed, and this illusory "holy decree" suddenly turned into golden light and stabbed towards the ground.

"Meng Siao, you don't want to disappoint me. The golden light disappeared, and the middle-aged man whispered, then picked up the scissors again and began to prune the vines on the grape trellis next to him.

On the night of the eighth day of the third month of the Shengming calendar, some people were drunk and slept soundly, while others were so preoccupied that they couldn't sleep all night.

But when the morning sun began to shine on the earth, whether it was sleeping dead or not closing their eyes all night, they all cheered up, followed Liu Xuanzong's chariot, set off from the Wuwei camp, and returned to Beijing in a mighty way.

It is completely different from the hanging erlang dang when he came, at this time, the gentlemen were riding general-level demon beasts one by one, wearing emperor-level battle armor, holding emperor-level Xuanbing, holding their heads high, and they were full of spirit.

The rest of the people who walked with them were trembling with their horses.

Although the demon beast mounts have all restrained their breath, the sense of oppression in the bloodline cannot be erased from the root.

In addition to them, the other young handsomes, one by one, can be said to be "coming in good spirits and returning in defeat". This year's spring hunting in Yanshan is destined to become a painful memory in their lives that they don't want to recall.

"Watching these guys show off their might, it's really as disgusting as eating half a fly at dinner. In the team, several young people quietly gathered together at some point.

"Damn, who would have thought that these guys would be cheaper in the end!" said one of the disciples of Gu Valve, one of the five major gates, full of envy, jealousy, and hatred.

One of the people beside him also had all kinds of sourness: "This group of grandsons doesn't know what kind of shit luck they have taken, and their cultivation has been greatly improved." How did the ram man die last night, you also saw it-damn, even a fool like Ram Bufan can turn over, what else is impossible in this world!"

"Hmph, it's nothing more than a coincidence, swallowing some natural treasure. Before he could finish speaking, someone immediately snorted coldly, seemingly with some disdain.

A disciple of the Wei family in the Ninth Family glanced at him, rolled his eyes and said, "Damn, I also want this kind of natural treasure!"

Shentu Pojun was not there, but Shentu Yingjie was also in this team, and suddenly snorted coldly and said: "Don't shout, don't you think this time is not shameful enough!"

"Everything that should be lost is lost, don't you have lost anyone, don't you say it, you haven't lost anyone?" Someone immediately snorted coldly, "If you want me to say, you should find a way to get this scene back! Otherwise, everyone will have to take a detour when they see this group of gentlemen in the future, and that will be a lifetime of shame!"

"Lao Tzu just doesn't take a detour, can they still kill me?" shouted a child of the He family.

"You are stupid! They now have knighthoods! Even if we have obtained meritorious service or military merit, we should still salute when we see them, say goodbye, and call them 'sir' - if you don't take a detour, then you can go and bow to them!" The brother of the same clan beside him snorted angrily.

"Don't fight, the top priority is for everyone to unite and get this one back first, lest this group of gentlemen become more aggressive, and then try to suppress it, but it will be difficult. "In the team, I don't know who said this.

Immediately, all kinds of discussions and quarrels rang out.

"In terms of combat strength alone, I'm afraid that none of us are the opponents of that Meng Lao Wu, and it is estimated that we will not be able to use force-yes, the Xiansheng Academy is about to open! Most of us are still not ready to worship the Fangwai Sect, right?" a young man said, looking at these companions around him.

One person nodded and said, "The small sect can't look down on it, and the rules of the big sect are too strict." Like the Taiyi Sect, he even asked his disciples to directly cut off the dust edge -- what are you kidding, cut off the dust edge, what should I do with the three-room beautiful concubine in the young master's family? Unless my brain is in water, I can learn some excellent qi cultivation methods in the academy, and then cooperate with the family exercises, I will have the same hope of achieving the Condensing Pulse Realm, the Zhou Heaven Realm, and even the Dividing Mind Realm in the future!"

Shentu Yingjie's face was gloomy, and he snorted coldly: "With your little enlightenment, I think your cultivation to the Na Ling Realm will come to an end!"

This person only realized that he had said the wrong thing, and laughed, and did not defend with Shen Tu Yingjie, but looked at the person who had just asked: "You mean, when the academy opens, everyone will find trouble with these gentlemen? And if you fight poetry, whether you win or lose, it's an elegant game, what kind of field is this!"