Soon, after three days of carnival, Cloud Ghost City finally ushered in the opening of the ancient ruins.

Wei Zhen led Xuanzong and the others to leave the inn early, thinking that if they arrived early, they could at least find a good place.

But when I arrived at the place, I found that they were late.

At this time, in the Gu Youzong Sect, at a glance, the black pressure pressed a piece of brain melon seeds.

After Shen Wan came to this world, he felt that the big field owed to Xuanzong was already big enough, but compared to here, it was simply a table top cup cushion.

Looking at the various sects in the big field, they all found a place to sit on the spot very casually, although it seemed a little messy, but the sects consciously maintained a certain distance from each other.

Looking at the top sects in the valley, they were all properly arranged by the Gu Youzong.

Not only has a designated resting place, but also arranges a lot of maids to serve warmly.

Wei Zhen naturally understood that although his sect was among the top 100, it was also completely at the bottom.

Fortunately, the venue was very large, so Wei Zhen led everyone to find an inconspicuous place and began to wait for the ruins to open.

"Yo, isn't this Wei Xiaoer? How? Owed Xuanzong lonely? Just brought so many disciples? ”

As soon as everyone sat down, a hoarse voice sounded in their ears.

As they looked, under a mulberry tree on their right, more than forty monks dressed in white were staring angrily at this side.

In the main seat, a burly red-bearded old man raised his eyebrows lightly, his eyes full of contempt.

Wei Zhen's brows moved slightly, and he didn't say anything, but just took care of his Dao robe without paying attention.

Shen Wan tilted his head and glanced at the red-bearded old man, and then at the second senior brother.

"Wei Xiaoer......"

There are many explanations for this title, and it is meaningful.

It was also the first time that the disciples of the Xuanzong had heard someone call their Great Elder like this, and they looked at each other one by one.

Wei Zhen slumped his eyelids slightly, and although he couldn't see anything unusual on his face, a cold light at the corner of his eye betrayed him deeply.

"Xie Hongmao, who are you here with a bunch of cubs to mourn? Is your dad? Then you're not even a banner. ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar.

Look at the red-bearded old man's side, a white coat, if there is a black cloth strip on his arm, it is not a bunch of linen and filial piety.

The red-bearded old man frowned, and the corners of his mouth trembled to fight back.

But Wei Zhen didn't even look at him, he always felt that he was still angry, and he really took out a banner from the storage bag.

"The third grade of the mortal order is enough."

After that, he flicked his sleeves and threw the flag directly at the red-bearded old man.

The old man bit the root of his teeth, but just glared fiercely, and before the banner could get closer, it directly formed two sections in the air.

"Bang" twice, and the flag fell to the ground.

The red-bearded old man stood up suddenly, pointed at Wei Zhen and scolded directly:

"Wei Xiaoer, you old horseman! Have the ability to find a place to fight to the death with the old man! Look at the old man who doesn't twist your large and small intestines into 800 knots! ”

When Wei Zhen heard this, he also stood up from the ground.

"Xie Hongmao, there is no need to change places, I will stand still and pluck the hair on your head without a single one!"

"Come on! I'm afraid you won't make it?! ”

"Shoot! Can't you coax? ”

The two of you say a word to me, no one convinces anyone, but except for the mouth cannon, no one does anything.

After all, fighting is forbidden in the Gu You Sect, otherwise no matter what your identity is, you will be blasted out of the sect, so neither of you is stupid.

Shen Wan looked at his senior brother's spitting appearance, hurriedly covered his face, and quickly moved to the side, for fear that others would see that the two knew each other.

As the sun rises in the east, the sky, which was still somewhat dark, gradually brightens.

Three bells rang, and the sects that were still waiting patiently got up one after another.

Wei Zhen and the old man with the red beard also stopped talking at the same time.

At the same time, on the big field, seven colored flags sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, swaying gold dust, floating above everyone's heads.

Everywhere I passed, everyone present was shocked, and I only felt a warm current in my body flowing through the meridians, although it was a moment, but it was refreshing.

Moans resounded throughout the room.

Shen Wan stood in place, looking confused, always feeling as if he had entered a place where he should not have entered.

If he had a mobile phone in his pocket, he would never hesitate to call the police uncle.

The bunting crossed, and as it approached the edge of the field, it began to merge closely, and eventually merged into one.

Immediately after that, he turned into a colorful phoenix and soared into the sky.

"This ...... Is this the remnant of the ancient birds? ”

"Colorful Ancient Birds? How can it be? ”

"Didn't I hear that this creature became extinct a few years ago?"

"It's all said to be a remnant."

"I remember that hundreds of years ago, the Qianlingmen Auction House sold one for 30 million high-grade spirit stones, can't it be this?"

"Surely, this artifact hasn't been seen on the market since."

"Gu Youzong is so generous!"

"Oh, the Valley Youzong is not the first sect in the valley, it is Hao!"

“……”

Every word you and I said in the big field was shocked by this heroic momentum.

According to rumors, the Ancient Fortune Bird is a kind of divine beast that can improve luck, whether it is true or not, this practice of Gu Youzong has won the praise of everyone present.

The colorful clouds gradually spread, and soon, the entire Cloud Shadow City was enveloped in it.

After the baptism of atmospheric luck, those monks who were about to enter the ancient ruins, one by one, held their heads high, and seemed to have a kind of self-confidence that they could get a great opportunity, which was extremely exaggerated.

Shen Wan stood in it, and he wanted to call the police again......

Finally, when everyone was still excited, a figure slowly walked onto the main podium with light steps.

"Thank you for coming to the wedding of the young sect master of my Gu Youzong despite your busy schedule."

A thick and magnetic voice covered the audience, and suddenly, the field instantly became silent.

Searching for the sound and forgetting, everyone's eyes turned to the people on the stage.

Shen Wan was taken aback again, in his opinion, these people were all like evil spirits, drunk for a while, excited for a while, and now they collectively lost their voices, the rhythm was a little neat and terrifying.

Following the sight of these people, I saw that someone seemed to be talking something on stage.

Because the distance was too far, I could only vaguely see this person's slightly moving mouth, as if a cult leader was casting a spell on everyone below.

Having had the experience of participating in the Ten Hell Towers before Xuanzong was owed, Shen Wan naturally understood what was going on, but if he wanted to really get used to it, it would probably take some time.

Fortunately, the people on the stage didn't talk much, and it seemed that the speech was completed in just twenty minutes.

immediately began to command, and then Shen Wan saw that the people on the big field also moved.

Immediately after, one after another, the disciples of each sect began to move towards the mountain behind the Gu Youzong with the large army.

Wei Zhen called his eldest disciple Wu Xi to his side, and gave another advice.

Wu Xun bowed and began to mobilize the disciples who wanted to enter the ruins.

The group was ready to go, and under the leadership of the team leader assigned by Gu Youzong, they also integrated into the large army.

Eighth Elder Yu Yan slowly came to Wei Zhen's side, looking at the Xuanzong disciples who were gradually moving away, their faces full of excitement, and their hearts were both relieved and worried.

"The children have grown up, it's time to hone it."

Wei Zhen's tone was gentle, he was not in the same mood as Yu Yan.

Owing Xuanzong 1,700 years to the founding of the sect, there are very few trials like this that are not within his control.

Yu Yan could only sigh lightly.

"I hope they're all safe."

Finally, the big field gradually changed from overcrowding to a sparse scene of groups of three or five.

Looking at the disciples who had already left, Wei Zhen turned around and said to the other Four Pavilion Elders and Yu Yan:

"Let's go, Gu Youzong has specially prepared a lounge, and we can also go back to the inn and wait."

The elders nodded when they heard this, it will take ten days for the ruins to open this time, so the Gu You Sect has prepared a place for each sect to rest.

In this way, under the guidance of the "staff", the group moved directly.

When he was about to enter the main hall, Wei Zhen suddenly felt that something seemed wrong.

Subconsciously turned his head and glanced around the elders at the same time.

Something seems to be missing.

Then, I only felt the buzzing of my brain.

Shen Wan, this little rabbit cub...... It's gone again!!!!!