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An hour later, Li Molan came to the office of the Wang He family next to a mountain road.

The Celestial Tomb is an extremely large island, with crisscrossed mountains and swampy basins in the grassy mountains and forests, and it is easy for ordinary people to get lost in the mountains and wilderness if they are not familiar with this place.

Although he didn't even know the direction, he really didn't know the terrain here, and it happened that there was such an office of the Wang He family on the mountain road, so he specially came to borrow a map to take a look.

The office is not large, although it is next to the mountain road between the mountains, it is very clean, and there is no expected musty smell.

In addition to Li Molan, there were a few cultivators in this office, and seeing their hurried expressions, they were a little excited, and they didn't know what they were going to do.

"Steward, where is the Tianfeng Hall, we are lost. One of those people was a cultivator of the three realms and said with some trepidation, Li Molan looked at him like a shy little girl, and he didn't know if he was ashamed that he would get lost as a cultivator, or if he was not good at socializing.

"It's southwest here, about three miles away. "The steward of the Wang He family is just a cultivator of the Enlightenment Realm, and the few helpers who are cleaning the office next to him are just ordinary people, but even those ordinary people are not different when facing these so-called immortals, and they are obviously used to it.

"Thank you!" the cultivator hurriedly thanked him, then glanced at the indifferent Li Molan, and left with his companion.

"What's the matter, so anxious, the Tianfeng Guild Hall is chartered by Qiuming Mountain, what are they going to do?" Li Molan muttered in a low voice.

Hearing Li Molan's muttering as he stood at the door, the housekeeper of the Wang He family raised his head and said to Li Molan with a smile: "Little brother doesn't know, about an hour ago, the Tianfeng Hall was kicked out. ”

"What?" Li Molan was taken aback, "Who dares to trouble Qiu Ming Mountain?"

"I don't know, I also heard it from people passing by before, I only heard that he was a very arrogant and arrogant young man, and he asked Chen Bufan to come out to fight with him at the door of the Tianfeng Hall. ”

The steward of the Wang He family guessed, and sighed again: "It's a pity that I can't spare time, otherwise I must go to witness such a big battle." ”

Li Molan was slightly stunned, turned around and walked out of the office and walked onto the mountain road.

His gaze fell on the southwest direction, and there was some schadenfreude between his eyebrows.

Although he didn't know what the origin of that young man was, since he dared to go to the Tianfeng Hall to kick the hall, and he also dared to name and challenge the senior brother of Qiu Ming Mountain, then he must have some real ability.

This time he didn't know anyone about the Heaven Sacrifice Conference, in other words, he had almost no clue about his opponent, and since the rumored young man dared to expose his strength in advance like this, then why not go and observe it, if he could take this opportunity to see the senior brother of Qiu Ming Mountain make a move, it would definitely be a big gain.

Thinking so, he walked in a south-west direction, and after a few steps he began to run, and after a few more breaths, he completely disappeared into the mountains.

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There is a very small pedestrian street outside the Tianfeng Hall, the street is not big and not spacious, and the door of the restaurant and teahouse is deserted on weekdays, and few people come and go.

But with the appearance of that young man, the entire Heavenly Tomb got the news, whether it was the Emperor Zhai of the Chopping Wood Guild Hall, or the Daomen of the Yue Nu Guild Hall, and other cultivators, they all rushed to the Tianfeng Guild Hall in this short period of time, which made this pedestrian street a lot of noise at once.

The full teahouse tavern, and the crowd on the street, the lively can be reminiscent of the Lantern Festival in Lin'an City, outside the Tianfeng Hall, the young man's arrogant figure stood at the door, and no one dared to approach within tens of meters around.

Wealthy people choose a location with a wide view in the restaurant to watch the excitement, and ordinary people can only sharpen their heads and squeeze in to get a glimpse of the scales and half claws.

Some people who came later squeezed into the crowd, looked at the scene in the field, and slammed their mouths and asked others, "How is it? Is the senior brother of Qiu Mingshan coming out? Could it be one of the two people lying on the ground?"

The person next to him sneered and said: "How can it be the senior brother of Qiu Mingshan who is lying next to that young man, do you think that a character like Chen Bufan can be lying on the ground so miserably? And why does this young man have to come out to fight with him if he has a few words? Then you have to weigh whether he is qualified or not!"

There was a constant commotion all around.

Another person patiently explained to the person who asked the question at the beginning: "This young man is of unknown origin, claiming to be named Wen Shiyu, judging from his previous shots, it seems that he is an insect master, who manipulates countless insects to fight with the enemy, and I don't know if it has anything to do with those hidden mountain gates. Previously, there were two masters of the Dragon Eye Realm in the Tianfeng Hall who came out to teach him, and now they are lying at the feet of this young man, it seems that he does have some real skills, otherwise ordinary people really dare not come to the Tianfeng Hall in Qiuming Mountain to kick the hall. ”

In the middle of the field, the young man named Wen Shiyu was dressed in black, with a gloomy smile, and sneered at the people who walked out of the Tianfeng Guild Hall and shouted: "What about Chen Bufan? He is the first on the Beihai Billboard, so he won't be afraid to hide in a fight, right?"

His voice was not very loud, but it was very harsh, especially in the ears of the many disciples of the three divisions of Qiuming Mountain who walked out of the Tianfeng Guild Hall, and it was even more sharp.

However, the two disciples who fell at his feet were all masters of the Ten Divisions of Qiu Ming Mountain, both of them had already entered the Dragon Eye Realm ten years ago, and now they were super masters who had broken through to the middle stage of the Dragon Eye Realm, and even they were defeated at the feet of this young man one after another, and the other Three Divisions disciples were angry Although they were angry, they couldn't give a strong response for a while.

"If it weren't for the third senior brother's absence, you would definitely be lying on the ground now counting how many teeth you have been knocked out!" a young girl from the Wizard scolded.

"What I'm going to challenge is Chen Bufan, what are you doing with that Lu Yu?" the young man in black pretended to be puzzled.

"Where are you qualified to challenge Senior Brother, who do you think you are?" the little girl of the sorcerer replied angrily.

I was stunned when I heard the rain.

A cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, staring at the little girl, and sneering: "Is there a good one qualified, it seems that I don't need some special means today, he doesn't dare to show his head!"

After speaking, Wen Shiyu said loudly to the gate of the Tianfeng Hall and to the dozens of Qiuming Mountain disciples who were full of anger: "Chen Bufan, you shrunken turtle, I beat your ancestors to the eighteenth generation spiraling to the sky, I want you to ...... day."

Countless foul words were splashed on the open space in front of the Tianfeng Hall like a splash of ink.

The crowd behind him was stunned, the spectators in the restaurant teahouse were stunned, and the disciples of Qiu Ming Mountain were also stunned.

Foul language continues.

The disciples of Qiu Mingshan looked at each other as the black-clothed young man kept shouting and scolding, and the anger between his eyebrows became stronger and stronger, and he could barely suppress it. (To be continued.) )