"I want to run!"

Ning Haoyuan's eyes flashed, and he recognized the intention of the Tongjian Demon Ape, "Don't think about running away, just leave me behind, and be the protector of the Great Qian Dynasty!" ”

In an instant, Ning Haoyuan waved his hand, and a dazzling white light shot out of his sleeve robe.

As soon as this light came out, it shattered the distance and time in an instant, and instantly tied the Arm Demon Ape into a knot.

And the golden light also showed its true face, a golden rope!

It was Ning Haoyuan's famous immortal rope in his previous life!

The golden immortal was tied up by it, and he could only be caught!

"Roar!!"

The Armed Demon Ape let out a miserable howl, and after being bound by the immortal rope, the mana of the whole body was immediately sealed, and the holy apricot giant tree came out of his hand, turned around and gritted his teeth and roared: "The king of my family will definitely seek revenge on you!" ”

Ning Haoyuan smiled and said to himself:

"Looking for revenge on me? Then let your king try it! ”

Watching the Bronze Demon Ape leave the Holy Apricot Giant Tree, he grabbed the immeasurable Holy Apricot Giant Tree in his hand, shrunk it continuously, and then turned into a small tree in his hand.

Looking at this small tree, his eyes flashed, and he turned around and grabbed Bai Yujing and the Blood Fury Demon Palace without hesitation!

Rumble~~

The palms of his hands filled the sky, immediately occupying the sight of the four Twelve Tribulation masters.

"It's not good, this person is extremely greedy, and it doesn't count if he has the holy apricot fruit and the holy apricot tree, and even we want to do it!" The Red Sun Demon Lord let out a shout in the Blood Fury Demon Palace, and quickly pulled the Blood Fury Demon Palace back in fear.

"Run!" The three ancestors also roared and retreated.

However, just as the four of them couldn't resist the punch of the Tongji Demon Ape just now, in front of Ning Haoyuan, who was even more powerful than the Tongji Demon Ape, where could these four Twelve Tribulation masters run.

The big hand was full of heaven, coupled with Ning Haoyuan's incomparable divine power to oppress the past, and Bai Yujing and the Blood Fury Demon Palace were suppressed in an instant.

After the Great Cadre unifies the Ten Domains, he will definitely attack the Nine Heavens.

And these two parties are the representatives of the Nine Heavens Righteous Demon, and after they are subdued, they will inevitably be of great benefit to the Great Cadres to unify the Nine Heavens.

Now the holy apricot fruit and the holy apricot tree have been successfully obtained.

Next, Ning Haoyuan took Bai Yujing, the Blood Fury Demon Palace, and the Tongjian Demon Ape who was tied up by the immortal rope to break the space and return to the Ten Domains.

When he went to Jiutian, the battle of the Great Golden Mountain Temple was not over.

And when he returned, the Dajinshan Temple was already history, and there was only one ruin in its place.

Yang Kaisheng was reviewing the recital in the imperial study at this time.

It stands to reason that he should be happy to destroy the Dajinshan Temple.

But at this time, he frowned, as if he had encountered something tricky.

And then there was a ripple in the space.

Ning Haoyuan appeared here, and with him, there was also a demon ape.

"This turned out to be a demon beast of the Xuan Immortal Realm?" Yang Kaisheng was taken aback.

The aura on this arm demon ape seemed to be stronger than that of him, the Great Emperor.

"Let go of me, damn human."

The armed demon ape cursed.

"Shut up." Ning Hao glanced at it from afar.

The Gibbon Demon Ape wanted to continue scolding, but soon he was speechless.

Ning Haoyuan's words were like having a heavenly constitution in his mouth!

"This is the Tongjian Demon Ape, a demon beast I caught from the Nine Layers of Heaven, train it to see if you can make it a great protector beast, it's really not good, just stew it."

Ning Haoyuan's gaze was retracted, and he took out the white Yujing and the Blood Fury Demon Palace that turned into fist-sized pieces.

"It's ......"

Yang Kaisheng had obviously recognized what it was, but this time he was used to it.

It seems that the teacher went to ransack for nine days.

"There are a few old guys in there, so I'll leave it to you." Ning Haoyuan threw these two things to Yang Kaisheng, and when he saw that he wanted to speak and stopped, he scolded with a smile: "Tell me something quickly!" ”

Yang Kaisheng hurriedly said: "Teacher, the news that the Demon God Abyss is about to open has been spreading recently, I heard that there are seven Xuan Immortals and the treasure left by the Great Demon God Chi You inside, many people are ready to move, but the disciples always feel that something is wrong. ”

The news spread so fast that it was clear that someone was secretly stirring up the trouble.

"Demon God Yuan? Chiyou? ”

Ning Haoyuan didn't feel impressed.

"Is it on?"

"Not yet." Yang Kaisheng replied.

"Since it hasn't been turned on yet, what's there to worry about? After the Holy Sacrifice Day is over, the teacher will take a look again, if there is really a treasure, it can't be cheaper for others. ”

After Ning Haoyuan finished speaking, the figure disappeared into the imperial study.

In the 520th year of the Great Qian, the 10th day of the eighth month of August, the holy sacrifice day once every 10 years is held today.

This time, the science of science has been hit hard repeatedly, and many of the students of science no longer plan to participate in this holy sacrifice day.

But the rise of the study of mind is too short, less than a month.

Although a large number of literati joined in the middle.

But in a short period of time, the scale is still not comparable to that of science.

If this time the Holy Sacrifice Day was attended only by those who studied the mind, it would obviously not be possible to complete the Holy Sacrifice.

Because the "holy sacrifice" is not to kill cattle and sheep to sacrifice, but to hold a Wenkui conference on this day, and use the style of a scribe to sacrifice to the sons and saints.

And the minimum has to be lifted.

Therefore, the number of people participating in the holy sacrifice must not be too small, and the quality must not be too low.

Many people who are in the first line of science have made up their minds not to participate in it, just to secretly watch the jokes of the first line of science.

Until.

Ning Haoyuan took out three hundred holy apricot fruits as a reward for the top three hundred in the Wenkui Conference.

This is like dropping a depth charge in the literary world.

Countless waves were set off at once.

Many people in the scientific line finally couldn't sit still and rushed to the sage book.

On the 10th day of the eighth month.

A total of 50,000 scribes signed up for the conference.

Among them, the first line of science accounts for seventy percent, the first line of mind has a future, and the remaining one percent is from other schools.

There is no way, science has been rampant for thousands of years, and the emaciated camel is still bigger than the horse!

This time, there were many scribes who participated in the Holy Sacrifice Day.

At night, Shengxian Mountain is like daytime, with traffic like a dragon, people coming and going, and it is very lively.

The horses neighed and the wheels rolled.

Torches and lanterns set off the gray sky like day.

It's daylight.

It is even more crowded.

Afternoon.

The scribes of all walks entered the hall of the princes.

In today's Sage Mountain, Emperor Yang Kaisheng came to the scene in person, Prime Minister Yu Shiji and General Chen Wei followed the monarch on both sides, and the affairs of the capital court were handed over by Yang Kaisheng to the prince and some ministers.

This time, in order to boost the momentum of Ning Haoyuan and Eighth Senior Brother Zhang Wenhai, Yang Kaisheng not only came in person, but also rushed all the scholars of Daqian to participate in the Wenkui Conference.

If one's own minister can get the holy apricot fruit, it will also be a good thing.

Today, the hall of the sons is open.

There were 50,000 scribes, all kinds of people, some of whom were 800 years old, and even a child who was only nine years old.