Soon after Jiang Zhangmen appeared, he was seen by the people here.

Soon, his temple-style armor costume caused a great sensation.

"Temple Guard!"

"Oh my God, Lord Guard!"

"Meet the Guardian ......"

After a while, everyone on the side of the road spontaneously gave way to a road, and the salute was not broken.

This caught Brother Cheng himself a little off guard.

He put on this outfit indeed for convenience, but he didn't expect the crowd to react so much.

It seems that the group of people just now have a very high status in the Baixuan Clan.

There is no distinction between the lower realm and the immortal realm among the Xuan people.

And most of these people's strength is only equivalent to the Dao Palace and Saint Rank on the other side, and the stronger ones are just at the level of true immortals.

Thinking about the sudden appearance of Xuan Immortal Golden Immortal at this level, excitement is indeed inevitable.

Even the patriarch of this tribe and a group of clan elders rushed out to meet them.

As soon as they saw the specifications of Brother Cheng's Xuan armor, their expressions became more respectful.

"What a guard, this is a noble deacon!"

"Meet the deacon!"

"What, it's Lord Deacon?"

Others were more respectful, and many even knelt down in horror.

The temple of the Xuan clan is extremely difficult to enter, and a tribe like this may not be able to produce a temple guard for tens of thousands of years.

And above the guard, there is also the chief of the guard, and then there is the deacon.

For them, this is really the arrival of heavenly officials.

After a warm welcome ceremony, Brother Cheng declined the patriarch's proposal to invite him to the banquet.

He's busy getting down to business.

However, when he saw several beautiful girls evacuating from the banquet hall, he still felt a trace of regret in his heart.

"Ahem!"

"Your Gathering Pond ...... Here"

The patriarch suddenly realized, and a group of people hurriedly surrounded Brother Cheng and flew over there.

"You're here to inspect the Gathering Pool, everything is in good condition!"

He and the other clan elders didn't suspect Brother Cheng's identity at all.

A city brother is too similar in disguise.

In addition, they were not like the group of temple disciples before, who saw him come out of the Falling Immortal Mountain with their own eyes.

Although he couldn't perceive his mystical power, he only thought that his realm was too high and beyond the scope of his perception.

"No, I'm going to do it again."

"Huh?"

The patriarch was surprised: "Isn't it stipulated that the temple should only be opened once in five years, and it hasn't expired yet." ”

Brother Cheng's lie came as soon as he opened his mouth: "This year's situation is special, so it will be opened again temporarily!" ”

Everyone was still waiting for him to say what was special this year, but there was no follow-up.

However, this was ordered by the deacon lord of the temple, and the patriarch naturally did not dare to disobey, so he hurriedly sent someone to do it.

The opening of the Gathering Pond was a great event, and it soon spread throughout the tribe.

For a while, everyone rushed to tell each other, and the place soon became lively.

The much-anticipated Brother Cheng stood on the teleportation altar of the Gathering Pool, full of spirit and pride.

Look, the other immortals either break in or sneak in.

Only the elder brother entered it in a grand manner under the gaze of this sea of people.

This is called the coffee gap.

It didn't take long for a large group of real children to appear around him.

The eldest is five or six years old, and the younger one is only two or three years old......

Brother Cheng looked at the patriarch and the others a little confused.

"What's going on?"

The patriarch hurriedly replied: "This is a new generation of clansmen who have entered to comprehend the mysteries!" ”

"Yes, yes, this generation of newcomers hasn't comprehended the mystery yet."

For them, it's a rite of enlightenment, and everyone takes it for granted.

This made Brother Cheng very devastated.

Isn't it, he's going to go into trials with this group of real children?

"Poofhahahaha......"

Cang Ling was already looking for her head with a smile on the ground.

"Aren't you your favorite noodle guy?"

"That's enough face, right?"

"In the late stage of the dignified quasi-emperor, with a group of babies and children, where do I see your face?"

Brother Cheng is such a caring person, he can't refuse the children to enter and destroy their opportunity for enlightenment.

I could only grit my teeth and ignore this gloating woman for the time being.

A moment later, the pool rumbled open.

The colorful mist is steaming, and you can't see the scene inside.

However, several children were so frightened that they cried, and for a while there was a cry on the high altar, and everyone below also laughed constantly.

Then one child after another entered, some even crawling in.

Immediately afterward, Brother Cheng also had to step in.

This surprised the patriarchs and elders on the side.

"Lord Deacon, you want to go in too?"

"Why, I can't get in?"

"No, no, but you can't get in......"

This gathering pool is used by the Xuan people when they open the Xuanlu, and everyone has a chance to open it.

Those who possess the spirit of the Occult will be naturally rejected and will indeed not be able to enter.

The deacon of the temple should have passed this stage a long time ago.

"Oh, brother's bones are amazing, different."

"And I'm just going in to protect this group of children from accidents."

After saying this, Brother Cheng also jumped in.

Others then 'dawned on him' and praised the deacon for his talent and love.

Although they don't know how to protect others inside......

And not long after Brother Cheng entered, the previous group of temple disciples also rushed to this tribe.

"Right here!"

"His place is stopped here!"

The reason why they can find this place is very simple, those Xuanjia are sacrificed, and everyone has a sense of it with their own Xuanjia.

Although they were not Brother Cheng's opponents, they didn't dare to let him mess up in the territory of the Bai Xuan clan.

While notifying the nearby temple branch and mobilizing the masters, he also chased after him.

And as soon as they appeared, the patriarch and the clan elders were also surprised.

"What, you're temple deacons?"

"Do you have a certificate?"

"Where's your armor?"

"There's already a temple deacon here, you're a liar, aren't you?"

This made the group angry and anxious.

They were genuine temple disciples, but instead they were treated as impostors.

Especially the eyes of the group of clansmen in the distance who looked at them were full of vigilance.

This group of new temple deacons and chief guards didn't even have Xuanjia, and they were not as good as the heroic warriors just now.

In the end, they showed their strength and took out the tokens of the temple, and finally gained trust.

"Where's that guy just now?"

"That deacon master has entered the Gathering Pool!"

"What?"

The faces of the temple disciples changed drastically.

The woman at the head was also anxious: "It's over, he is an impostor, not a member of the Baixuan clan at all, how can you let the demon of the other world in?" ”

"Otherworldly demons?"

The audience was in an uproar, and the patriarch was depressed as if he was in mourning.

And the people who put their children in the Juluo Pond before cried on the spot.

However, it was too late, and the pool was opened for three days at a time, and it could not be stopped halfway.

Those who have sensed the mystery in it will be automatically sent out.

As for these people outside, they already have a mystery, and they can't get in at all, and they can't interfere.