"We are the people of the Sanyang Sect of Black Python Prefecture, and we have come to meet the head of your sect, Wu Zhenjun!" Yi Hao straightened his clothes lightly and hugged his fist forward.

According to Wu Hongliang's instructions, Yi Hao went to Chixia Sect to see the head of the Zhenjun directly, as long as he reported to the Sanyang Sect.

As for why the head of the Chixia Sect is surnamed Wu, and whether it has anything to do with the surname Wu of the Sanyang Sect, this is not what Yi Hao knows.

"Oh? Another group wants to see the head of Wu! Someone among the white-clothed disciples of the Chixia Sect sneered. Black Python? Hearing Yi Hao say that he was from Black Python State, they shook their heads one after another. This is a place they have never heard of.

The white-clothed disciple led by him was tall and sturdy, and his expression was flat. This person frowned, and glanced at Yi Hao and the three of them seriously. "I don't know, what are you looking for our head Zhenjun?"

"This?" Yi Hao was silent.

"We are relatives of Wu Zhangmen! Why are there so many things, doesn't the head know everything when he sees it? Yuan Shang's eyes opened when he saw this, and he said a little impatiently.

"Huh, relative? We've seen a lot of your tricks, don't lie to people! Behind the tall white-clothed disciple, a sturdy disciple walked out and looked at Yuan Shangdao with disdain.

This person's body was only slightly shorter than Yuan Shang's, his body was full of qi and blood, and his Yuan Force was boiling like boiling water.

"Let's go, we won't care about it this time. If you go slowly, or you ......" The man's voice suddenly paused, and he looked ahead in some horror.

"Otherwise...... What do you think? With his hands behind his back, Cicada Zu suddenly took a step forward. A huge coercion erupted from his thin body and crushed the man.

"Tengyuan Zhenren!" The tall white-clothed disciple at the head felt this earth-shattering coercion from the side and exclaimed.

"Senior, please stop!" The white-clothed disciple rushed forward desperately, stood sideways in front of the sturdy disciple, and respectfully bent down and clenched his fists to the cicada ancestor.

"Humph!" Cicada Ancestor snorted lightly, pretending to be arrogant, and glanced at these people coldly before retracting his momentum.

"Senior, don't be strange, there have been many casual cultivators who have entered the sect under false names recently, so ......" Those disciples didn't dare to come out, and the tall white-clothed disciple at the head looked nervous, and hurriedly explained to the cicada ancestor. The cicada ancestor's face was cold, and he turned his head to look away in displeasure.

"Now you believe it, why don't you take us to your head soon!" Yi Hao looked at these white-clothed disciples and said lightly.

"This?" The man looked at Yi Hao with a sad expression. The face of the cicada ancestor who turned his back changed sharply, and when he turned around, a powerful Tengyuan Realm momentum that was far superior to the previous one suddenly appeared, rushing towards this person.

The man felt the momentum that enveloped him, and his face suddenly turned white, and his whole body trembled.

This powerful momentum seems to be stronger than that of the true monarch in charge.

"Senior...... Don't be angry! In fact, the sect has a rule, and all visitors from outside must register and report before they can enter the sect! ”

"Junior...... I'm going to report it, how about it? The man looked at the face of the cicada ancestor and said uneasily.

"Go!" Cicada Zu waved his hand impatiently.

In one of the palaces of the Chixia Sect, a thin Tengyuan Realm elder sat on a high platform with his eyes closed. His face was extremely flat, and a pair of gray and black eyebrows trembled slightly.

At the bottom of the high platform, a sturdy white-clothed disciple respectfully clenched his fists and whispered to him.

"Black Python?" The Teng Yuan Realm elder on the high platform slowly opened his eyes, his brows furrowed tightly, and his mind searched hard for all the information in the Black Python Prefecture.

In a vague memory, it seems that there is a mention of this state. The Black Python State seems to be extremely far away from here, and the two places are separated by at least hundreds of thousands of miles.

It is said that there is a sect that existed in ancient times in the Black Python Prefecture, and its symbol is the three suns. But that sect had already decayed, and its head was only a Tengyuan Realm.

"Three Suns...... But the Three Yang Sect? ”

"Yes, Uncle Zhao is really well-informed! Among the three of them, there was a young man dressed in a three-sun standard costume. ”

"Oh? Master Wang, do they have any explanations? Hearing this, Uncle Zhao's face softened slightly, and he looked at the disciple surnamed Wang in the audience and asked softly.

"And they said yes...... Relatives of the head of the house. ”

"What? Daring! Could it be that in the past ten years, there have not been many casual cultivators who have pretended to be relatives of the head of the sect and want to blend into the sect? Did you forget? Senior Uncle Zhao Huo Ran stood up and glared impatiently at the Kaiyuan Realm disciples surnamed Wang in the audience.

"Why do you still ask me about this kind of thing? Just expel them, isn't it? The thin Uncle Zhao had anger on his face, and his momentum rose.

The disciple surnamed Wang in the audience was suppressed by this momentum, and his legs immediately weakened, and he knelt on the ground with a "plop".

Senior Uncle Zhao looked depressed, he was demoted to the big array responsible for taking care of the sect because he had violated the rules of the sect. Who knows, there are countless miscellaneous things here, which seriously affects his cultivation.

Unexpectedly, there have been a lot of loose cultivators in Tianxia Prefecture recently, and they have arranged various reasons to try to blend into the Chixia Sect.

"The master was angry, and one of them ...... The cultivation is the Tengyuan Realm, which seems to be stronger than the ordinary Tengyuan Realm! The disciple surnamed Kaiyuan Realm, who was prostrate on the ground, hurriedly explained in a trembling voice.

"Oh?" When Uncle Zhao heard this, he immediately retracted his momentum and was silent. "Is it really true?"

If it was really a relative of the head of the sect, and it was the only head of the Teng Yuan Realm of the Sanyang Sect to visit in person, if he received these three people well, then his chance would come. Perhaps the boss will be able to reinstate his post as soon as he is happy, and he will be able to leave the place and no longer bother with these annoying chores.

"But it must be verified, if not, the consequences of annoying the head will be even worse!" When Uncle Zhao thought of this, his expression relaxed.

In a flash, his figure came to the disciple surnamed Wang in the audience, and his hands gently helped the disciple surnamed Wang, and he also lightly combed the messy Taoist robe on his body.

Seeing this, Senior Nephew Wang felt uneasy, his hands were lowered, and he didn't dare to look at Uncle Zhao.

Since this Uncle Zhao came here, his temperament has been changeable, and many of his subordinate disciples will be scolded by him at every turn. They all privately called Uncle Zhao "chameleon" to describe his temperament.

"Senior nephew Wang, you ...... So ...... so."

The Hall of Honor is the place where the Chixia Sect receives guests. In the hall, Yi Hao's expression was gloomy, and it was rare for the ground to show impatience.

This Chixia Sect has a big business, and he wants to see the master, but he didn't expect so much red tape. If you want to settle here in the future, it will be even more difficult!

The cicada ancestor next to him closed his eyes and leaned on the wide chair. The warm fur of the third-order demon beast wrapped around his thin body, and he seemed to be enjoying falling asleep.

Yuan Shang couldn't help scratching his ears and cheeks, pacing around restlessly, the stick in his hand was raised many times, and then put down in frustration many times.

"Crunch" Suddenly the door of the temple was pushed open, and five mermaids rushed in.