"Think about it, what is there that the strong can't solve? When you're invincible, it's all right. ”

The fortune-telling pig may have felt ashamed of him for eating his elixir and began to enlighten him.

It is right, an immortal cultivator's Dao heart is unstable, and it will affect the foundation. Without a solid Dao Heart, you will only go further and further averted, and even get stuck in one place forever, unable to take a step.

The more powerful the immortal cultivator, the more indifferent he is to the seven emotions and six desires in the world, the legendary immortal is a person who has no feelings and desires,

Gu Xuan groaned, carefully comprehending the avenue of heaven and earth, the warmth and coldness of human feelings, and entered a state of deep concentration.

Until the beginning of the event, he still did not get out. This made Gu Chi and the others in the tile face very anxious, afraid that something would happen to him, if it wasn't for the fortune teller pig to stop them, they would all rush in. '

"What's going on? Is he badly hurt? No, I'll have to go in and see. Outside the door, Gu Chi was pacing back and forth, anxious, he was very worried about Gu Xuan's safety.

The fortune teller pig was lying at the door, I don't know where to find a bamboo stick, picked his teeth very humanely, and said tepidly: "Boy, don't go in and make trouble, he is now at a critical moment, you are disturbing, you can't make him go crazy directly, hey, that's wonderful." ”

"Bah, you dead pig, what did you say, do you believe that the master stewed you again?" Gu Chi glared at it angrily, but the fortune teller pig didn't take it seriously at all.

At this time, a few eunuchs came from outside the door, walked up to Luo Yi, and said respectfully: "Commander Luo, the grand meeting is about to begin, and the servants are ordered to lead you into the palace." ”

Luo Yi looked at the door and said lightly, "Wait." ”

"Commander Luo, the geniuses of all factions are waiting, and if you miss the hour, it will not be good. The old eunuch who took the lead urged them to set off immediately.

Luo Yi's eyes turned cold: "Didn't you hear what I said, do you want me to say it again?"

The old eunuch's face turned pale suddenly, and he suddenly realized that this person in front of him was a famous god-killing general of the Donghua Dynasty, how could he provoke it.

"Look at the minions' mouths, Commander Luo forgives his sins, and the minions are waiting outside. The old eunuch gave himself a slap without hesitation, and then withdrew with the two little eunuchs.

In the depths of the palace, dozens of young geniuses from various factions gathered in a large hall. Among these people, there are those sent from the Sixth Sect, and some from the small and medium-sized sects, and each of them is a great young junior in the sect and has great talents.

Some whispered to each other, while others closed their eyes and rested. In the front row of more than a dozen seats, there were five young people who were above the crowd, and they looked indifferent and thought very highly of themselves.

One of the five is slender, plump and upright, showing a bewitching peerless beauty, with beautiful eyes slightly closed, as if she is pretending to sleep. From time to time, there were covetous glances in the main hall looking there.

These people are the genius descendants from several hidden clans, who were invited to rush to the imperial capital. These major sects have been isolated from the world for many years, and they have a profound background, even the disciples of the six major sects who sit in the first place with them do not look at each other squarely.

"Have you heard? The Twin Evil Sons of the Evil Spirit Sect were seriously injured, and before the grand event began, they had already returned in disarray. Suddenly, a slightly higher voice sounded in the main hall, and everyone listened carefully.

"I heard that someone from the Jinghong Sect did it, and this person is no stranger to everyone, that is, he has obtained the inheritance of the Yan King. Someone answered, and the matter was confirmed.

"The inheritance of the Yan King is really a good thing, who would have known such an unknown person before? I heard that his background is not high, and he was once an outer disciple of the Jinghong Sect, but now he has ascended to the sky in one step. ”

"Time is also fate, all this is destined by God, who let him have such good luck?"

Listening to everyone's discussions, the expressions of the disciples of the big clan were different, some were calm, and some were disdainful.

Suddenly, someone stood up and said, "All you see is what happened after he became famous." But I know that before I got the inheritance of King Yan, I almost became the chief disciple of Jinghong. Although this person is from the outer gate, his talent has surpassed ninety percent of the disciples of the inner gate. ”

"The chief disciple of Jinghong, I heard that it is the third princess. ”

The third princess was tied with him, and in the end there was no winner. ”

"Then why hasn't he come yet, does he think that defeating the Twin Evil Sons will make so many of us wait for him?"

"This is indeed excessive, so many geniuses are waiting for him, and he is here on behalf of Jinghong. ”

"What kind of genius, what kind of Yan King inheritance, it's just if this person doesn't come, if he comes, I will let him know what is a peerless posture. A descendant of a hermit clan spoke, his tone arrogant, revealing a lot of disdain.

Yan Longxuan, who had been closing his eyes to recuperate, opened his eyes, glanced at him lightly, and then closed his eyes again.

To the left of the person who spoke wildly, there was a young man with a cold expression, who was the one who had had friction with Gu Xuan in the Nancheng Trading Ground, and there was a rainbow in his eyes, with a thoughtful look.

"The sword envoy of the Jinghong faction entered the hall with three disciples. A sharp voice was loud, but it made many people frown, the old eunuch's voice was really ugly.

Everyone in the hall, along with those great clansmen, swept their eyes towards the temple door.

Gu Xuan's expression was calm, taking the lead, this time after he got out of the customs, his mood calmed down, not as impetuous as before, and the breath of the whole person also changed, like a sharp sword that was about to be unsheathed at any time, containing a fierce and a hidden killing intention.

He was the first to enter the temple gates. As soon as one foot crossed the threshold, he sensed more than a dozen breaths tentatively coming towards him. His mind moved, and the spiritual power in his body exploded, and the power was pervasive, forcibly shocking.

"It's just the early stage of the Spirit Ruins, what can be so special?" the great clan disciple who spoke before spoke again, sneering with contempt.

Gu Xuan's gaze turned to him, and after a few glances, he withdrew his gaze, and under the guidance of the little eunuch, he walked towards the position belonging to the Jinghong faction. Luo Yi, Gu Chi and Yu Xing all followed.

This time Gu Chi didn't speak, and when he came, Gu Xuan had already told him to talk less.

"Wait!" When Gu Xuan wanted to sit down, the big clan disciple opened his mouth to stop him.

Gu Xuan raised his hand to stop Gu Chi, who wanted to burst into foul language, raised his head to look at him, and asked in an indifferent tone, "What clan?"

The man was stunned for a moment, and then involuntarily said, "Ning clan." After speaking, his face was suddenly covered with a layer of yin owl, and the conversation between the two was like a superior and a subordinate, in terms of momentum, he felt suppressed by Gu Xuan, and his heart was angry.

"It turned out to be a fellow Daoist of the Ning clan, why did you stop me?" Gu Xuan said nonchalantly, he had never heard of the Ning clan at all.

Ning Huan, the handsome man of the Ning clan, sneered: "Since you know that this is a grand event, why are you late? Don't you feel ashamed that so many people are waiting for you together?"

"I didn't ask you to wait for me. Gu Xuan was still flat, his gaze inadvertently swept to Ning Huan's left, and he saw the person with a rainbow in his eyes, his gaze was slightly condensed.

"Bold, you dare to talk to me with such an attitude?" Ning Huan raised his eyebrows, feeling very embarrassed, he was a member of the Hidden World, which of these people who came in couldn't please him?

Gu Xuan retracted his gaze and squinted at him: "Someone comes to hit me with his face, what can I do?"

The rest of the people were amazed, thinking that Gu Xuan was too strong, and in the face of the disciples of the Hidden World Clan, he still didn't know how to be humble.

Ning Huan suddenly got up and looked at him with a cruel smile: "Then let me see what you are capable of saying such things." He reached out with both hands, and his fingertips shot out several divine rays, shooting towards Gu Xuan.

Gu Xuan's fist bombarded, when he touched the gods, he frowned slightly, these gods were not spiritual power condensation, but a kind of spirit worm, as soon as they touched his flesh and blood, they began to drill into his skin, and the end was weird.

Gu Xuan snorted lightly, and a flame rose in his hand, igniting all the several spirit insects.

Zizi!

The flames were exuberant, and soon the spirit worms were burned to ashes.

"I see that Your Excellency is not from the Ning Clan, but from the Zerg, right?" Gu Xuan's voice was cold. Ning Huan was furious and wanted to make a move.

"Stop, two. At this time, a heavenly sound sounded, and Sikong Shi wore a white dress, walked slowly with gentle steps.

As soon as she appeared, she drew everyone's attention. The female cultivators in the immortal cultivation world are all heavenly fragrance nine times out of ten, but in terms of temperament, they are different from each other. Sikong poetry invisibly has a unique temperament that will make people feel a sense of non-blasphemy.

This feeling had not been so profound before, but as she became more and more successful in her cultivation, it became clearer and clearer. is like a fairy above the nine heavens, not stained with dust, and the jade step of Ayaluo quietly enters the heart.

"I've seen the third princess later. And they stood up and saluted, and there were admirers, whose faces were so red that they did not dare to look at them directly.

Sikong Shi smiled and invited everyone to take a seat. Then he said to Gu Xuan and the others: "The two of you, please stop for the time being, after this, there will be a chance for the two of them to compete." “

Ning Huan smiled: "Since Shimei speaks, I will let him go first." He turned to Gu Xuan's gaze, which had become calm: "Boy, don't make excuses to retreat at that time. ”

"Always available. Gu Xuan spit out four words2, then ignored him and sat in his own place.

"What a stupid bird, pretending to be a big-tailed wolf. Gu Chi scolded in a low voice.

Sikong Shi also walked to the side of the seat and sat down, her words and deeds all touched the hearts of the male cultivators present.

One of the hermit clans, who also came was also a female cultivator with a worldly face, she was different from Sikong Shi, she was wearing a bewitching dress, and her thin silk shirt was a little transparent, and she could vaguely see the obscene clothes that blocked special parts inside, which attracted a lot of attention before this.

This female cherry has a strong lips and nose, picturesque eyes, and a charming meaning between her eyebrows, which is a peerless stunner that is enough to make a man's blood burst. It's just that she has no interest in these so-called geniuses at all, even if Gu Xuan fights with Ning Huan, she just squints lazily and glances at it, and then no longer pays attention.