She waited outside the hall, feeling a little uneasy in her heart, because she had to face the most powerful being in the world, and there was not only one. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

She secretly wondered in her heart, the gods really respected their strength, if they were in Chengtian City, these gods would be equivalent to the elders of the country, and they would be supported. The elders of the country do not need to participate in political affairs, and these clan gods are more powerful than the emperor and like to manage affairs. The "Battle of the Acropolis", for her, was just a few vibrations of the great array and several crackling sounds from inside the city, but the sound was as loud as a landslide, which really made her nervous for a long time.

If it weren't for the mysterious Xuantian Clan's powerhouse Yun Ge senior in the void secretly reminding her, she really thought that she would die in that evening love pavilion. Along the way, Patriarch Xuan confessed to her that there were several clan gods in the clan, which reminded her of the gray wolf dog. Fortunately, there is not only one clan god here, presumably the gray wolf senior will not be too difficult for himself.

"Biography-Terran Tracking!"

A woman's voice came out, only hearing her voice, not seeing her person, she was in a dilemma, did she enter or continue to wait?

He stopped after trying to take a few steps forward, and heard the voice of an old man Cangsang in his ears: "Come in." Then she strode towards the temple of the gods.

This palace is as huge as the imperial palace in Chengtian City, but on the outside, it really looks like a large hall. Walking slowly inward, he looked at the structure of the building curiously, but was surprised to find that there was light fluctuating in the void on the left and right of the corridor. secretly said in his heart, presumably this is the void space that the adults once mentioned.

Adults have said that the void space cannot exist independently, it needs to be attached to the space, and it also consumes the power of heaven and earth. The good thing is that this space can be enlarged or reduced by divine powers, but its true size does not change depending on the size of its appearance.

Passing through the corridor of the void, a person appeared in front of her as if he had walked out of the void. Lu Ju was stunned for a moment, and suddenly said: "Lu Ju, I've seen Patriarch Xuan!"

"You're welcome, you're in the Temple of the Gods, but we still have a long way to go. You see, this corridor is called the "Vientiane Corridor", and it is actually a magic circle, and only when foreign enemies invade will the Vientiane be revealed.

"The old man once mentioned the Vientiane Palace. ”

"That's the legendary Curse Heaven Clan City, uh-" Xuan Zhongxing frowned, "It's the sworn enemy of my clan!"

"I understand, but is there a connection between these two names?"

Xuan Zhongxing shook his head and muttered: "I haven't heard of it, even if it doesn't matter, because the big war ten thousand years ago has something to do with it." He didn't want to continue the topic, so he stretched out his hand and pointed to the side: "The invisible crystal walls on these two sides are the clan's talismans, pills, instruments, uh-"

Xuan Zhongxing suddenly withdrew his fingers, crossed over a space, and said, "People always have to eat grains, and cultivators will try it once in a while, otherwise wouldn't it be very boring to practice?"

Lu Ju curiously glanced at the place that Xuan Zhongxing deliberately ignored, and it didn't seem to have anything abnormal.

Xuan Zhongxing glanced at her and changed the topic: "You are from the mortal world, you naturally know mortals, in fact, there are also a large number of mortals in my Xuantian clan, and cultivators are a minority after all, and that requires talent." You say yes and no?"

What the patriarch said, he thought it was true. In fact, in Lu Ju's view, the essence of cultivating or not cultivating does not depend solely on strength, but on the use of time. The practitioner spends a lot of time on his or her own continuous improvement in order to attain great power in the end, and for mortals, life is practice. ”

"Oh?" Xuan Zhongxing made a new discovery and was even more curious: "How can life be called cultivation?"

"If the Xuan patriarch goes to the realm of the human race and lives for a while, he will naturally understand that what he said is true. In order for a practitioner to improve his state of mind, he or she has to get rid of all kinds of distracting thoughts, and in the course of his life, he has to go through all kinds of people and things, and of course there are all kinds of troubles that the practitioner cannot understand. The more you experience, the more you will slowly grind off the edges and corners, and your state of mind will gradually improve, the difference is that the cultivator gets a lot of longevity, while the mortal gets the true meaning of survival. ”

"What is that?"

"That feeling is ineffable, but all the true meaning that can be conveyed has been attached to the understanding of the narrator, and it is no longer pure. Experience is something that mortals experience every day, and experience is nothing more than word of mouth. Looking at Xuan Zhongxing, Lu Ju shook his head again and said, "I have long lost my taste." ”

"Oh, Zhenyi, what does that feel like?" Xuan Zhongxing said sideways: "When I take over the position of patriarch and go with you, I will definitely participate in that magical true meaning." ”

Lu Ju said with a smile: "You can't be so anxious to seek the true meaning, even if a cultivator retreats for hundreds of thousands of years. ”

"That's right, the Cloud Palm Seat has been in retreat for 10,000 years, and he has only been out of the customs once during that time. Hey, mortals are difficult, and cultivation is not easy. How difficult is it to find your own way? What's more, what are you talking about—the true meaning?"

"Yes, my family said that if you say that the most powerful race in this world should be led by the Xuantian clan. He said that his brother was in the Xuantian Clan, and he also said that the Xuantian Clan was the most worldly. Lu Ju took the opportunity to look at the Xuan Patriarch who was smiling and listening, and said, "How could the Huanran Patriarch—"

The wrinkles on Xuan Zhongxing's smiling face immediately became angular, as if he had been beaten by frost. The most helpless thing in this temple is the greyhound. It's not right every time, and I don't know what to do. His title actually changed with his mood, making him, the patriarch, unable to keep up with his rhythm. Sometimes he also thinks that if he resigns as the patriarch because of happiness, is it considered a battle of will? Thousands of years ago, he had a son who died of illness, and it is said that before he died, he scolded him for being a wild dog who sowed seeds everywhere, and he was indifferent.

Huanran's spirit is trapped in the gray dog's body, and he is a patient at best. How can he be as unreasonable as him?

"Patriarch Huanran's situation is very bad, you have to understand. ”

Lu Ju was stunned for a moment, and said, "He-is there a big problem?"

Xuan Zhongxing shook his head and continued to move forward, sighing as he walked: "It's hard to say. ”

Lu Ju's face was bitter, and he said hurriedly: "But, how should I explain to my family?"

Xuan Zhongxing said unexpectedly: "Just tell the truth, aren't they-aren't brothers?"

"No, no, if that's the case, I'm afraid my family will be depressed. ”

Xuan Zhongxing was puzzled: "Is it so serious?"

Lu Ju said: "The feelings between the brothers of the human race are difficult for cultivators to understand, and besides, the feelings between the adults of my family and the gods of the Huanran clan cannot even be understood by me. ”

"Oh?"

Xuan Zhongxing, who didn't care about other people's private affairs, was also interested, after all, this involved Huanran. He wondered if he could understand his past, would he be able to prescribe the right medicine and not provoke him for no reason......?

"In the eight hundred and twenty-first years of Huicheng, the emperor invented Zhao, and the sage could participate in political affairs as an official. Therefore, the saints all selected talents from all over the world. I took the written test in the grass hall under the hall of Lord Murong. I was fifteen years old that year......"

There was silence in the hall, and all the gods radiated their senses to listen to the human envoy tell the story.

Xuan Fuqi said: "Sure enough, it's not ordinary, a fifteen-year-old spirit can understand so many truths." ”

The crowd was silent.

The greyhound smelled what the angry brother had experienced, and his heart pounded. He also heard that the Terran woman said that Murong Bei would be depressed and sick because of his condition, so he smiled, but the smile was expressionless, but the tears in the corners of his eyes betrayed his expression.

Duan Xing said: "There are countless sages of the human race, and such an experience is really common. ”

"Compared to you, nature is an ordinary person. Bo Bai sighed: "When I visited the hundred tribes through business, only the human race was emotional. A race with such poor cultivation talent can eventually give birth to Tongtian characters. Think of the outstanding divine beings of antiquity, most of whom came from the human race. ”

Yun Ling said with a smile: "The human race is not as you say, a woman has no status from birth, let alone an official in the court?

Everyone was shocked.

Duan Xing was most surprised, if it was a man, if a Terran woman could have such a responsibility, it would be not trivial. He slapped the table and stood up, and said, "Watching this good show, I also brought this woman with me, I want to see her real skills!"