Chapter 31: The Seat of the Cult

"The Cult of God is ahead. "In the distance, the water pavilion has seen a city, a very simple city on the Gobi.

Such a city can only be regarded as a small town in the Central Plains, but in the remote and desolate Muyan Country, it can definitely be regarded as a large city.

In the small city, the water pavilion felt the strong breath of life in the face, which made people feel very comfortable. The hawkers are constantly shouting, people come and go, bustling, and it is really a peaceful and peaceful scene.

"Is the Cult of God in this city?" asked the Water Pavilion.

Gu Junchen shook his head, there was a hint of arrogance in his evil eyes, and said, "No, the Divine Sect is not in this city, because this city is the Supreme Divine Sect!"

"This city is the Supreme Divine Cult?These people are all members of the Divine Cult?" Shui Xie asked suspiciously.

"Of course, this is all the idea of the ancestors. Everyone in the world thinks that my Supreme Divine Sect is an evil demon, and everyone will be punished for it, but how can they understand that our Divine Sect is many times better than those so-called famous and decent people who sell their reputations! Look at these people, although the natural conditions of Mu Yan Country are harsh, living in this city, they can still live and work in peace and contentment, and not be subject to war!" Gu Junchen's tone contained a hint of excitement.

When the water pavilion heard this, it was silent. The various sects in the world have been fighting each other for thousands of years, and the twists and turns of right and wrong, right and wrong, are not something that he is a young junior is qualified to comment on.

However, the Divine Sect in front of him couldn't help but make Shui Xie feel a lot of emotion.

Hidden in the city, I'm afraid no one would have thought that such a thriving city would be the location of the Supreme God Cult!

When it comes to the Cult of God, people in the world will think of those words related to darkness, such as darkness, cult, demagoguery, and so on, but if they had not seen it with their own eyes, how could they believe that the legendary cult would govern the land so well?

This reminded the Water Pavilion of the Wolong Gang where Yin Fei was before, the terraced fields all over the mountains, the green all over the mountains, and the simple and enthusiastic people have always remained in the impression of the Water Pavilion. At this point, Yin Fei's kid is really similar to Gu Wuming, a generation of ghost talents.

In view of this, Shui Xie couldn't help but admire Gu Wuming even more, such a senior, who has the world in mind and takes the lead in setting an example, is definitely an example that he needs to learn.

Suddenly, there was a longing for power in the water pavilion, and this feeling was very strong. For a long time, Shui Xie thought that he was an indifferent character, and he had no desire for worldly power and money, but today he completely subverted his values, if he wanted to achieve that kind of life, there were some paths he had to take, such as controlling the Thousand Dragons Sect.

If you don't have any power at hand, let you slaughter and kill, then how can you realize your ideal?

He still remembered what he had just said to Bai Longwei: "One day, if I am in charge of the Thousand Dragons Sect, I will definitely exterminate all of you scum who are killing each other!"

If you want to restore the world to peace and let the people live and work in peace and contentment, then, first of all, you must have supreme power and the strength to make rules! Casually sending out a dozen or so Martial Kings, how terrifying is the strength of the Thousand Dragons Sect? Shui Xie is now extremely interested in that hometown that he has never met.

Compared to the way the Supreme God Cult ruled, those holy places that seemed to be transcendent on the surface made the Water Pavilion feel more and more disdainful.

Many people who sell their fame and reputation are just swaggering and deceiving under the pretense of the name of the holy place.

The water pavilion followed Gu Junchen around the small city, and finally came around to the door of a mansion, saying that it was a mansion, but in fact it was just a slightly larger courtyard, with more than ten rows of gray houses neatly arranged in it, and at a glance it was made of the cheapest stucco.

There is no plaque in front of the house, and the courtyard wall is made of fences, which is indeed extremely simple. Shui Xie would never have imagined that the headquarters of the Supreme Divine Sect, which had once caused a lot of headaches for the righteous path in the world, would be like this.

As if seeing through what the Water Pavilion thought, Gu Junchen explained with a smile: "Everything is just floating clouds, and the ancestor has turned the Divine Sect into this way, it is not without thought. Growing up and cultivating in such an environment is indeed very beneficial to our state of mind cultivation. ”

Hearing this, Shuixie nodded, smiled, and was noncommittal.

At this moment, a black streamer suddenly flew in the sky, and in the blink of an eye, the figure of Gu Wuming, the ancestor of the Divine Sect, had already fallen from the sky and appeared in front of Shui Xie and Gu Junchen, with a fierce wind, almost blowing the two to the ground.

"Chen'er greets the ancestor. As soon as Gu Junchen saw his grandfather, his cool expression suddenly disappeared, and he lowered his eyebrows and asked, "Ancestor, dare to ask what happened to that group of guys?"

Gu Wuming waved his hand, slapped Gu Junchen in the face, and scolded and said, "Meet my fart! You stinky boy, don't you meet your uncle soon!"

Gu Junchen was stunned by the fan, and before he knew who the old ancestor was, he was directly pressed to the ground by Gu Wuming, forcibly pressed his head, and respectfully kowtowed to someone three times!

"Okay, you stinky boy, don't hurry up and salute your uncle and ancestor!"

Gu Junchen was full of grievances, didn't you just kowtow three times by your old man, what kind of ceremony do you want to see! Where is this uncle and ancestor sacred, why have I never heard of such a person in the world?

When Gu Junchen wiped the dirt off his forehead and saw the person in front of him, his mouth was open enough to contain a duck egg.

At this time, his expression can be described as very exciting.

Shui Xie looked at Gu Junchen with a smile, and the corners of his mouth were full of crying and laughing.

"You stinky boy, come and see Uncle Shi!" Gu Junchen received another slap on the head, and now he was really a little dizzy.

"I said junior brother, my grandson is really different from the world, compared to your senior brother and me, come on, come on, our senior brother meets this time, but we have to catch up on the old days, senior brother, please drink for three days and three nights!" Gu Wuming said, then put his arm around the shoulders of the water pavilion and entered the courtyard half-pulled and half-pulled.

The water pavilion is even more helpless, you are hundreds of years old, and you still have to talk to me about the past, what old do we have to talk about! I didn't expect the generation of ghosts who founded the Supreme God Cult to be like this, which really made the water pavilion's jaw drop to the ground.

Gu Junchen followed behind, his eyes were about to fall out, his ancestor turned out to be the senior brother of the Water Pavilion, and the Water Pavilion was his own uncle and ancestor, so what is himself?

What kind of world is this, this, this! His rank was dropped by two levels in an instant, how could he hold his head up in front of the water pavilion in the future!

The handsome and dashing young master of the Divine Sect, Gu Junchen, was almost vomiting blood.

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"Uh, senior brother. Shui Xie opened his mouth, feeling very twisted, and asked himself to call a person who was hundreds of years older than himself as his brother, which was really too unreliable, and the great-grandfather who called his grandfather was almost the same.

"Senior brother. Shui Xie forcibly suppressed the strange emotion in his heart and asked, "How did Senior Brother recognize me?"

Hearing Shui Xue's words, Gu Wuming suddenly felt a little embarrassed, his old face turned slightly red, and he coughed twice in disguise, before Gu Wuming stammered: "This, this ......"