Chapter Forty-Three: The Heavenly Powerful Accepts Disciples!
Luo Xiaotian stared at Luo Chen deeply, and what he saw from Naisun's eyes was only a sense of calmness and confidence. Thinking of what Luo Chen had done in the past few months, he was ruthless, and snorted: "What Chen'er said is what my Luo family has done, what can I not count?"
"Okay! Lord Luo is refreshing!"
Feng Chang couldn't hold back his excitement, and his face was full of smiles: "I hope that by then, the Luo family will not be able to repay the debt." ”
"My Luo family does things in a word, this sentence, or the Feng patriarch to keep it to remind himself, don't be able to get something out of the excuse when the time comes, but you can laugh and be generous. Luo Chen spoke.
Without waiting for Feng Changjie to speak, Feng Wusheng already sneered again and again, and the corners of his mouth pulled out a cold arc: "There is a fool who is willing to give my Feng family a big sum of money, how can my Feng family have a reason to refuse?"
"Haha, no life, no nonsense, the generous behavior of the Luo League Lord, how can it be described as stupid?"
Feng Chang asked himself if he had decided to eat the Luo family, and he was in a good mood and had to say a few words, when suddenly, a loud cheer came: "The master of Tiangong Pavilion has arrived!"
Tiangong Pavilion Master!
This shout was like a mountain smashing down on a calm lake, and it suddenly aroused countless discussions: "What?
"Tiangong Pavilion is one of the two major shili in Wusang City, and the pavilion master is a strong person who has truly stepped into the Heavenly Rank Realm, how could he come to our battle alliance?"
Luo Chen was shocked, and his eyes looked at the entrance of the plain for a moment-
"Whew!"
A flash of fire pierced the void like a meteor, and it was indescribably chic and natural.
Although the plain was already full of people, when the firelight flew, the crowd spontaneously parted a passage and quickly receded like a tide.
"I've seen the Ancient Pavilion Master. ”
Before anyone arrived, everyone in the stands greeted in unison, it was Luo Xiaotian, and they all had to bend their bodies slightly at this time to show respect.
In Tian Yuan Shijie, only those who truly step into the Heavenly Realm have the qualifications to walk in all directions. Luo Xiaotian knew very well that he didn't look at himself as a warrior who had dominated the Battle Alliance for many years with the cultivation of the half-step Heaven Rank Realm, and in the eyes of some big shili, he was just an ant that could be destroyed with a snap of his fingers......
"No need to be polite. The fire dissipated, and a white-bearded old man was helpless, his white hair was as bright as silver, and his face was smooth and ruddy.
Needless to say, the old man is the Heavenly Pavilion Lord Gu Firmament!
Despite his kind smile, when he waved his arm, an almost suffocating pressure came over him.
At this moment, everyone had an illusion, as if this old man was standing in front of him, and he could crush himself with a raised hand!
What a strong celestial coercion!
Some of the people with lower cultivation were awe-struck and bowed their heads deeply, no longer having the courage to look at the ancient sky.
Behind Gu Cangqiong followed a young woman, the woman was wearing a violet skirt and a gentle and demure temperament, it was Gu Xinyu who was undoubtedly Gu Xinyu.
"It's been ten years since Luo last visited the ancient pavilion master, and the ancient pavilion master's demeanor is better than in the past, it can be seen that cultivation is improving, and the 'aura realm' is just around the corner!"
Luo Xiaotian's usual serious face showed a smile and a bit of compliment.
Ordinary people only know that the strength of the heavenly position is outstanding, and they are high up, but they don't know that the heavenly position is also divided into nine levels! The first weight of this heavenly position is the "aura realm", even if the ancient firmament of Wusang City is just a small aura realm.
In the realm of aura, there are more realms of spiritual mysteries, mysteries, realms, gangsha, stars, creations, cave heavens, and void realms, and the heavens are ninefold, and the gap between each weight is like clouds and mud.
"It's Xiaotian. ”
Gu Cangqiong's age is not much different from Luo Xiaotian's, but his speech in the tone of an elder seems very natural, and even the observers will not feel any abruptness-
Don't say that the two are close in age, even if Gu Cangqiong is a generation younger than Luo Xiaotian, he can still regard himself as an elder in front of him.
This is the status gap brought about by cultivation!
"After ten years, I'm old, and it's rare to be able to step into the 'aura realm' in this life, but Dacheng doesn't dare to hope for it. ”
Gu Cangqiong didn't greet Luo Xiaotian too much, but turned his eyes to the Feng family: "Which one is Feng Wusheng?"
"I've seen the Ancient Pavilion Master. ”
Feng Changjue looked very humble in front of the ancient firmament, and could no longer find the slightest hint of arrogance, and pointed to Feng Wusheng after respectfully saluting: "This is the dog Wusheng." ”
"Hmm. ”
Gu Cangqiong sighed lightly, and suddenly made a move, pointing at Feng Wusheng! This point came out, as if a huge pillar broke through the air, filling all the space and filling the range of people's sight.
Feng Wusheng was shocked, his body tensed suddenly, the five fingers of his right hand seemed to be pinched, his fists were clenched like his heart, and he met it fiercely.
"Zizi!"
In the void, a heart-shaped thunderbolt suddenly met it, and it slammed into the giant pillar of fingers with unparalleled force. Beams of dazzling lightning flickered wildly, like countless cobwebs exploding, hitting the air with a constant sound like being boiled by gan firewood.
(What!?)
Luo Xiaotian was shocked, when he saw that Feng Wusheng could actually block the power of the ancient firmament's blow, he couldn't hide the bitterness in his expression: ninth-order combat power?
He never imagined that this Feng Wusheng would actually break through the shackles of the seventh order and possess the eighth order cultivation in one fell swoop! In this way, with his own talent, he was enough to cross the rank to fight against the powerhouse of the ninth order True Yuan Stage!
If he still had a glimmer of hope for Luo Chen to win the first place before, then now, this hope is completely like ice and snow under the scorching sun, melting away without a trace.
......
The volume of thunder and lightning continued to shrink, but the giant pillar of fingers remained immovable, steadily pressing towards Feng Wusheng......
Large beads of sweat rolled down Feng Wusheng's forehead, and his body arched into a shrimp-like shape, obviously the pressure was not light, almost unbearable.
Just as he was about to bend down, the pressure in the air contracted in unison, and Gu Cangqiong put his hands on his robe, revealing a look of satisfaction: "Yes, although Xiu Wei has just entered the eighth order, his talent is excellent, enough to fight against ordinary ninth order masters." ”
"Thank you for the guidance of the Ancient Pavilion Master. Feng Wusheng breathed a sigh of relief and leaned over.
"No need to be polite. Gu Cangqiong's face became more and more kind, and he casually brushed his sleeves and helped Feng Wusheng up: "My Tiangong Pavilion has always treated young geniuses preferentially, and the old man's cultivation experience is also lacking in inheritance, I don't know if you are willing to join this pavilion and inherit the mantle of the old man?"
Outcry!
No one thought that Gu Cangqiong would actually choose disciples from the Battle Alliance, and they further thought that the Feng family's current momentum had already overshadowed the Luo family, and if they got the support of the Tiangong Pavilion again, the advantage would be simply overwhelming......
Everyone in the Luo family changed color in unison, thinking that the Feng family might borrow the momentum from Tiangong Pavilion, they were worried. Several worshippers even rolled their eyes, apparently thinking of changing the court.
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