121 Mountain Gate Assembly
The cicada wings hovered over Shenjian Mountain, Zi Xiu glanced at the lower part of his body, put the cicada wings away, and a silver mark reappeared on his left wrist.
Then, jump down and go straight to the Cloud Palace!
Yunxiao Hall sits in the north and faces south, eighteen steps in front of the main gate, triple eaves, Tongbi Zhu Fei, fairy spirit lingers, one of the most important buildings in Shenjian Mountain.
The interior of the Yunxiao Palace is a grand view, golden and brilliant, carved beams and painted buildings. Antique mahogany furniture, exudes a strong wood fragrance, makes people fascinated, on the north wall, there is a picture of a thousand horses three zhang long and one wide, ten thousand horses galloping, the scene of surging clouds, too shocking.
At this time, the lark sat alone inside, extremely calm, without saying a word.
Zixiu was in danger and directly accepted Yunhe and a few of them. The Ninth Heavenly Demon Sword is really extraordinary, it is not comparable to an ordinary divine sword, under the Heavenly Quasi-Martial God, it will kill with one blow, and it deserves its name.
He walked straight into the Hall of Clouds, and saw the lark standing there, and he didn't know what to say for a while. He had just killed the head of Yunhe and several elders, and he was a little sneaky psychologically.
When the lark saw him, he sighed in his heart, and then said, "It seems that they have ...... the head of the cloud crane The Ninth Heavenly Demon Sword, the earth-shattering demon change, was a slaughter as soon as it was born, and it made sense that the Son of the Wind sealed it in the Breeze Realm. ”
Zixiu didn't want to mention this, looked around, and asked quietly, "Where is Qianhua, didn't she come back with you?"
Qianhua went back to her room to change her clothes. The lark twisted his beard and responded.
Thinking about it, Qianhua's green dress, under his claws, is tattered, and he wants to change into a new outfit.
Zi Xiu pondered in his heart, there are 1,000 disciples under the Divine Sword Mountain, and Yunhe has already driven the crane to the west, and it is imperative to choose a suitable person to ascend the throne and head of the sect.
He walked closer, sat down on the mahogany chair, looked at the lark, and smiled indifferently: "Elder lark, let's discuss the candidate for the head of the sect, what do you think of Qianhua?"
The lark pondered for a moment, and smiled politely: "Why didn't Brother Zixiu personally serve as the head of the Divine Sword Mountain? As the fifth elder of the Divine Sword Mountain, he was bold and resolute, and his courage covered the sky, and now he has won the Ninth Heavenly Demon Sword. With Shenjian Mountain in your hands, you will definitely be able to return to the top. ”
"This won't work. Zixiu felt that it was inappropriate, and refused: "I just have the title of Yundu, besides, I have something to do, and it is impossible to take care of the daily affairs of Shenjian Mountain." My idea is to recommend Qianhua as the head of Shenjian Mountain, and Elder Skylark to be promoted to Elder Tai. I'll be the major shareholder behind the scenes of Shenjian Mountain, and once or twice in a while, it's fine. ”
According to his original idea, Shenjian Mountain will be built into a talent reserve center, a base for god-making.
The lark was stunned for a moment, but after a moment's pause, he figured it out, and smiled: "I seem to understand, the relationship between Qianhua and you is extraordinary." The two of you, no matter who is the head of Divine Sword Mountain, are actually much the same, and Desperate Shura is the real arbiter of Divine Sword Mountain. ”
"It's okay to understand it that way. At this moment, Zixiu stood up and faced the picture of a thousand horses on the back wall, and the scene of a thousand horses galloping was shocking. He said frankly: "Elder Skylark, Divine Sword Mountain is like this map of a thousand horses, thousands of horses galloping, undercurrents surging, only galloping towards a common goal, will there be such a noisy and majestic momentum. Thousands of miles, all over the world!"
The current Shenjian Mountain is just a second-rate mountain gate. If it weren't for the murderous aura of the Son of the Wind, the meaning of the Seven Killing Sword Technique would have flowed for a long time, and the Divine Sword Mountain would have collapsed long ago. In short, Shenjian Mountain is a sect with no goal, no quarrel with the world, and the final result is to be forgotten by the world.
The lark looked over, looked at the thousands of horses at a glance, and the old heart ignited with a fire, and said: "Little brother, the current thousand horses are just a three-zhang white silk, what kind of magnificent waves do you want, let it go." ”
Three white silks, redraw a thousand horses!
Zi Xiu turned around, took a big stride, walked straight out of the Cloud Palace, and said loudly: "Skylark, immediately gather all the disciples of the Divine Sword Mountain, in front of the Cloud Palace, and hold a mountain gate conference." If you can't, you will be expelled from the division!"
The lark looked at his back, and his vicissitudes of life showed a look of awe, and he said: "The lark obeys!"
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The lark then came to the front of the temple, and the divine power was released, covering the entire Shenjian Mountain, issuing an order to gather all the disciples.
Directly in front of the Cloud Palace, under the eighteenth-level stage, there was a crowd of people, and a large group of disciples gradually gathered.
There are a total of three realms of registered disciples in Shenjian Mountain, and there are only two or three hundred people in each session, and all of them add up to about eight hundred. Among them, the older one is the Yuan-level disciple where Yuan Ye is located. Qianhua is the representative of the thousand-level disciples, and the youngest class is a newly recruited person, the Xuanzi generation, a total of 300 people.
All of a sudden, the Sanmen Conference was going to be held, which was more or less abrupt, and everyone didn't know what was going on.
In just a quarter of an hour, four or five hundred people had gathered in front of the Cloud Palace. They looked at Zi Xiu, who was high up in the air and awe-inspiring in the wind, and began to whisper and talk a lot.
Some of them have seen him before. At that time, Zixiu took the Raptor No. 1 and came to Shenjian Mountain for the first time, and he was faster than the first sister Qianhua, and the meteor nine swords hit three times in a row, paddling like a hearty one, and the whole process only took five seconds. All the disciples of the mountain gate were dumbfounded and amazed.
Zixiu stood majestically, standing under the heavy eaves of the Cloud Palace. His eyes are burning, his face is cold, and he doesn't smile.
At this time, Qianhua walked over and saw that he was safe and sound, and his hanging heart was finally steady. She changed her outfit, wearing a light green wind robe, and the whole person was a lot more capable. I also deliberately touched up the makeup, and the pink apple skin was bright and glamorous.
"What are you going to do here?" Qianhua asked quietly as she walked over to her side.
He leaned close to Qianhua's ear and whispered: "This is your enthronement ceremony, in the name of Elder Yundu, I recommend you as the new head of Shenjian Mountain!" Zi Xiu's implication was self-evident, the head of Yunhe had already driven the crane west.
This thing was so sudden that Qianhua couldn't accept it at all, and asked, "Are you crazy, are you in charge of Yunhe?"
"Be quiet, if you don't want the world to be in chaos in Shenjian Mountain, you must not leak the news of this matter. Zixiu looked solemn and reminded him.
Qian Hua didn't care about this, and directly pulled his sleeve and took him to the Cloud Palace. With a wave of his left hand, the water sleeve was shocked, and with a bang, the door of the Cloud Hall closed.
"Tell me, are you going to take Yunhe in charge of them?" Qianhua made a 'wipe neck' gesture.
"Yes, just an hour ago, the head of Yunhe, as well as the three elders, all died. ”
"How did you do that?" Qianhua frowned, his eyes were earnest, and he was terrified.
At this time, Zi Xiu lifted the cuff of his left hand, presented the silver imprint, and explained: "The Ninth Heavenly Demon Sword, under the Heavenly Quasi Martial God, you will be killed with one blow, and things are as simple as that. ”
Before he noticed, the silver mark was quietly a little larger. Originally the size of a butterfly's elytra, it is now similar in size to a butterfly's wings. Amazingly, cicada wings are growing.
Qian Hua looked at the silver imprint, and didn't know what to say for a while. It is a fait accompli, and nothing can save the lives of several masters.
She sighed for a long time: "Then what are you planning to do now, recommend me to be the new head of Shenjian Mountain, what are you kidding?" The position of head of the family is very important, how can I take on such a heavy responsibility in my daughter's family?"
Zi Xiu stretched out his hand and stroked her soft black hair, with a warm feeling, and smiled: "You have the ninth realm of the Seven Kills Sword Technique, the realm of the Divine Dao, and the Wind Measurement Field." Besides, you are my Zixiu's woman, and I am absolutely relieved that Shenjian Mountain will be handed over to you. ”
In a few words, Qianhua couldn't help but recall the scene when he transformed into the ** Great Demon King, he was frightened, and took a step back with a wince: "I understand, I am just a chess piece of yours, a chess piece based on Shenjian Mountain." ”
When her mother-in-law was mother-in-law, Zixiu felt the pores of her whole body stand up, and she was particularly panicked, and smiled bitterly: "Whatever you say, the chess pieces are the chess pieces." When you are firmly in the position of head of the house, I will officially marry you as the granddaughter-in-law of the St. Field family. ”
As soon as the words fell, he quickly turned around, and suddenly opened the golden gate of the Cloud Palace, heading straight out of the hall.