readx;? After handing over a group of Qingzhou teenagers to Bao Ying, Wang Meng walked away in a shocking way. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info a moment later, he had already arrived at the herald hall.

After handing over the task token on his body to the duty disciple, Wang Meng turned his head and flew towards Chiyue Mountain.

At the foot of Chiyue Mountain, Wang Meng put away the golden shuttle and walked up the mountain. Along the way, when they saw Wang Meng's sect disciples, they all took the initiative to come forward to greet him. Wang Meng also responded one by one, with a hearty attitude, and he couldn't see the arrogance of being the chief disciple at all.

When he came to the Chixia Hall on the top of the mountain, Wang Meng said hello to the Dharma Protector disciples at the door, and walked straight towards the inner hall.

As soon as he arrived at the door of the inner hall, before Wang Meng knocked on the door, a vigorous voice came from inside.

"Come in. ”

With a smile on his face, Wang Meng pushed the door in.

At the top of the inner hall, an old man sat cross-legged on a couch. Looking at his appearance, it was obvious that he was still meditating and practicing just now. The old man had a ruddy complexion, no wrinkles on his face, and although his beard and hair were white, he could not give people any old look. On the contrary, the restrained aura on his body is not inferior to that of a martial arts powerhouse in his prime.

This person is Ban Zhuo, the elder of the Chixia Palace, who is in charge of the patriarchal precepts of the Chiyue Sect, and his status is second only to the sect leader Wei Zijian. At the same time, Banjo is also Wang Meng's master.

"Master, I'm back. Wang Meng stepped forward and saluted.

"Is it going well along the way? Banjo looked up at his disciple, his otherwise solemn face softened.

"Luckily, nothing went wrong. Wang Meng stepped forward and handed over the shrunken Sky Splitting Red Tiger to the master.

"This trip has hurt you, if it weren't for those rat-eyed people who instigated the pavilion master, they wouldn't have let you go to Qingzhou at such a critical time. "When it came to going to Qingzhou, the Great Elder showed some dissatisfaction.

"Master doesn't have to care, it's just the work of the moon, and it can't delay anything. Besides, you still can't believe in your disciple's cultivation? It's just a big competition between sects. Could it be that Lu Ran and those stinky boys can still turn the sky upside down. Wang Meng's face was relaxed.

"You, still. I can't change this arrogant stink. Banjo shook his head.

Regarding the master's lesson, Wang Meng just smirked, but did not refute it.

Although Banjo reprimanded, he didn't really get angry. looked at where Wang Meng was still standing, and motioned for the other party to sit down.

"On this trip to Qingzhou, I didn't meet the disciples of Qingyun Sect. Banjo waved his sleeve and a cup of hot tea had fallen onto the coffee table.

"Master don't worry, disciple is not stupid, of course this kind of thing can't be found out by the other party. I recruited a few teenagers and came back immediately. Moreover, in the sphere of influence of the enemy sect of another country, the disciple was also panicked in his heart. Wang Meng's face was relaxed, and there was any look of fear in it.

However, he is still somewhat taboo about going to Yanguo Qingzhou. Although there are no rules on paper, the Seven Sects of the Peninsula have divided their spheres of influence in private. Under normal circumstances, the sects rarely recruit disciples from other regions. If they are really discovered by the other party, although they will not cause an uproar, it is not easy to explain to each other in terms of face.

Otherwise, Wang Meng would not have recruited more than a dozen people in such a low-key manner, so he hurriedly returned. With his character, it is not impossible to sweep away the school-age martial arts young man in the Qingzhou realm. However, in that case, I'm afraid that the Qingyun Sect will really want to hunt down to Chixiao Pavilion. After all, any force knows that the Star Vein disciples are the foundation of the sect's development.

"Master, I left in a hurry this time, and I didn't even have time to ask you at that time. Why would the pavilion master go against the norm and suddenly decide to go to Yan Country to choose an apprentice. This is very different from the pavilion master's previous style of acting. Wang Meng expressed the doubts in his heart.

Banjo groaned and said, "Although the master opposes the pavilion master's decision, in fact, he has no choice but to do it. I don't know if you've heard of the Ancient Martial Tomb. ”

At the mention of the Martial Tomb, Banjo's face became a little more serious.

"Martial Tomb? Wang Meng was a little confused and looked at his master.

In the Star Luo Continent, if it weren't for the accidental fall, many martial arts powerhouses above the Earth Star Realm would like to build martial tombs for themselves. This kind of martial tomb is different from ordinary tombs, they are not buried deep underground, but stored in the star space opened up by the star powerhouse of the earth and star.

In the martial tombs, not only are they filled with vitality and star power far beyond the mortal world, but most of them also contain the exercises, divine weapons, and secret medicines of the tomb owner's life. Taking out any of these powerful things can allow an innate martial artist to break through his original cultivation in a very short period of time and move towards the realm of the earth and stars.

Let's ask, as long as you know the existence of the martial tomb, will there be a martial artist who can be tempted.

Of course, there are also some strong people with strange interests, who like to put some strange but useless strange things in their martial tombs. It's just that this is only a very small number of people.

However, although the martial tomb has a great attraction, it is not so easy to enter it. Not only is it necessary to find the entrance to the martial tomb, but the martial tomb often has a thousand strange entry requirements. Some are requirements for cultivation, some are requirements for the type of star vein, and some are even age and gender.

If it does not meet the requirements for entering the martial tomb, it can only rely on its strength to forcibly break through the barrier of the martial tomb. But if there is the strength to ignore the laws of the martial tomb, the collection in the martial tomb may not be so attractive.

Therefore, a new martial artist class has been derived on the Star Luo Continent, the Grave Seeker. With their rich knowledge and some means that ordinary people can't do, they search for hidden martial tombs on the continent.

If conditions permit, they will develop their own martial tombs. If they can't, they will sell the information about the tomb to buyers on the right terms, and thus win a huge profit.

Of course, no matter what, the attraction of martial tombs to warriors is undoubted. But this is not so attractive to Wang Meng, he has always believed that these cultivation that has been improved by external means is not what he wants.

Therefore, when Wang Meng asked, he seemed a little unimpressed.

Of course, Banjo knew his disciple's temperament, but after the other party asked, he still frowned slightly.

"Which one? Do you think that on the peninsula, who else has a martial tomb that can be called an ancient martial tomb? ”

Wang Meng, who didn't care much about it originally, changed his face sharply when he heard the words of the Ancient Martial Tomb, and he couldn't help but exclaim: "The master is talking about the Cloud Emperor Martial Tomb!"

Banjo nodded slightly, confirming the other party's inquiry.

Ignoring his gaffe, Wang Meng suddenly jumped up from his seat and circled around the inner sanctum, the excitement on his face could not express the joy in his heart.

He can't blame Wang Meng for being so uncomposed, he can not care about other martial arts tombs, and he can no longer have any exercise cheats, but the ancient tomb of Emperor Yun is not among them.

In the Star Luo Continent, although there are a large number of emperors. But in the hearts of warriors, the only strong man who can really be called the throne of God is the Nine Emperors of the Ancients.

Each of these nine ancient martial emperors has left extremely brilliant achievements in the history of martial arts, and the most widely known is Emperor Yu. His star soul Yu Ding can be called a pioneer in opening up a star vein type.

Among the Nine Emperors, Emperor Yun's reputation is not the highest. But as the only strong man on the peninsula who has obtained the ancient emperor's throne, his prestige in the hearts of the people of the Xingluo Peninsula definitely exceeds that of any other emperor.

In countless legends, Emperor Yun is the incarnation of the son of the gods. In that era when brute beasts were rampant and demon clans were sadistic, Emperor Yun led the human beings on the peninsula and opened up a peaceful and prosperous era on the peninsula for 10,000 years.

In the dreams of all teenagers, the Cloud Emperor is the ultimate goal they are chasing. As a martial artist who is determined to pursue the ultimate in martial arts, Wang Meng is naturally not exempt from vulgarity in his heart.

Now, he actually heard about the appearance of Emperor Yun's martial tomb, and the shock in Wang Meng's heart was probably not something that could be described in words.

"What are you excited about? ”

"Master, how can you not be excited, Emperor Yun, that's the tomb of Emperor Yun. Wang Meng couldn't restrain himself, and he couldn't stop his steps at all.

It seemed that countless martial arts treasures suddenly appeared in front of him, and of course, the most important thing was that he actually had the opportunity to come into contact with the martial tomb of his idol in his lifetime.

"Excitement is also white excitement, and you can't go. ”

"What!" Wang Meng strode in mid-air, and suddenly froze.

Banjo's words, like a basin of ice water in the summer, suddenly poured on his head.

"Why, why can't I go. Wang Meng didn't care if it was rude, walked up to Ban Zhuo in a few steps, and asked.

"Because the Yundi Martial Tomb can only be entered by martial artists who have cultivated below the congenital level. Banjo picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said leisurely.

"Congenital below, why is it only possible to be congenital below. Wang Meng retreated to his seat and sat down in a daze. (To be continued.) )