Chapter 130 of the Heavenly Dao Society has officially begun

Bei Mingxiu frowned slightly.

The other party obviously knew that he lived here, otherwise he wouldn't have knocked on the door so decisively.

Since he came to Zhongzhou City, he has always lived in a simple place, and there is only one person in Zhongzhou City who knows that there is such a person as him who lives here.

Could it be Su Lanting's friend, or the guy who broke her heartbreak?

Whether it is or not, this door cannot be kept closed.

Bei Ming Xiu opened the door, and there was a man standing in the doorway.

The man's facial features are upright and his face is handsome, but there is a gloom that is different from his temperament, giving people the feeling that they owe him money.

He looked at the Northern Meditation Cultivator, and there was almost no gleam in his eyes, as if he was staring at a dead object.

No one would have a good impression of someone looking at them with such eyes.

If Lu Linxi was present, he might start directly with a sentence of "What do you see", and then slam it with a fist.

Bei Ming Xiu has never been a short-tempered person, and he will not let anything affect his state of mind before the Heavenly Dao Meeting, so he calmly looked at the man in front of him and said, "It's Su Lanting's friend." ”

The man was stunned, his eyes were still as unwavering as a pool of stagnant water, and he said after a while: "Ji Ming, her senior brother." ”

Bei Ming Xiu smiled and said, "Since Brother Ji came to me, it should be for your junior sister." ”

"Yes. Ji Ming's eyes finally had some brilliance, his tone was serious and jerky, obviously he didn't usually ask others, "I hope you can take good care of Lan Ting and try not to let her get hurt......"

Bei Mingxiu looked at his hesitant look, and had already guessed eight or nine in his heart.

This senior brother must have done something to make Su Lanting grief-stricken, but he didn't want it in his heart, and when he saw her getting close to him a few days ago, he thought that they had some signs, so he directly communicated with him and entrusted him.

However, this kind of lonely tone is still very uncomfortable.

But he could also hear that this Senior Brother Ji felt extremely guilty about Su Lanting.

In this case, what Su Lanting suffered was not a sentimental injury?

"I think Brother Ji has thought something wrong. Su Lanting and I are just friends who meet in Pingshui and help each other, and there is no love between men and women. Bei Ming Xiu said calmly, "If Brother Ji feels guilty about Su Lanting, why don't you go and apologize to her yourself, but come to ask me, an outsider?"

"But as a friend, I'll help her. ”

Ji Ming's face stiffened, nodded a little stiffly, and said, "Thank you." ”

After saying these two words, he turned around and left the room of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, not knowing where to go.

Bei Mingxiu's eyes were sharp, and he had seen the corner of the token in his pocket that shimmered with yellow light.

The participation token of the Heavenly Dao Society is enough to be regarded as a treasure for most people who participate in the Heavenly Dao Society.

said that he put it casually, but he carried it with him, saying that he hid it well, but this token was crumbling in his pocket, and it seemed that it could fall out at any time.

Seeing Ji Ming's back disappear around the corner, Bei Mingxiu smiled helplessly.

Ji Ming's pace was not heavy, but there were no waves.

It's not unfazed, it's just like a pool of stagnant water.

Su Lanting was only sad before, but this senior brother, his heart is already dead.

He couldn't help but wonder what kind of characters these two masters were who could make his apprentice's psychological problems ferment to such an extent.

Maybe you can ask Su Lan Ting?

The Northern Meditation Cultivator's thoughts stopped.

Because the token in his arms was already full of temperature at this time, it seemed that he was faintly excited by some kind of inspiration, and he only needed to move his mind to respond to the call.

The Northern Meditation Cultivator also heard the announcement from the center of Zhongzhou City, the Shen Alliance Lord was full of energy.

The Heavenly Dao Society officially began at this moment.

There was a cheer outside the window, followed by countless sounds of breaking the air.

Bei Mingxiu smiled faintly.

This moment has finally arrived.

Falling Eagle Mountains, it's good to go and see it.

It's just that my experience in the mountains a few years ago is really not very good.

......

As soon as the eyes closed and opened, the scene was very different.

Even the Northern Meditation Cultivator, who had already cultivated his gaze on the Shoreless Sword Peak, would still be shocked in his heart.

It would take a while for Long Yao to teleport such a long distance, but the Heavenly Dao Alliance's teleportation array was instantaneous, and if he didn't have a keen perception, he might not be able to feel the process of teleportation.

It is worthy of the crystallization of the efforts of the entire Fazong Palace.

Bei Ming Xiu looked around, and finally understood the reason why this place was called the Falling Eagle Mountain Range.

The mountains stretch for hundreds of miles, and there are peaks and peaks in between, and the peaks are almost touching the clouds scattered in the sky.

Even the most robust eagle will not be able to pass through these overlapping peaks unharmed.

Because of these peaks and dense vegetation in the mountains, unless you climb to a high place, your view will be greatly affected.

Although the rules of the Heavenly Dao Society restrict the use of more and less fighting, there is no restriction on sneak attacks and long-range attacks, and if the vision is limited, it is easy to be suddenly overshadowed.

Looking at the green light and shadow faintly floating in the sky in this area, the Northern Meditation Cultivator roughly determined the general scope of the area he was in.

The Heavenly Humanity slowly began to operate, and once someone approached within a few tens of meters, he could notice it as soon as possible.

The perception carried out by the Heavenly Humanity with the help of the spiritual power of heaven and earth is by no means comparable to ordinary exploration techniques.

And although he has spent more than a year on the Shoreless Sword Peak, he is still full of ice bullets on his body after coming down the mountain, and he is always by his side to gather spiritual power with heaven and humanity, in addition to having an extra sword behind his back, he also has a sword hidden in his body, which is the same as when he first set foot in the rivers and lakes before.

He was lucky not to sneak attack others.

However, as soon as the Celestial Humanity spread, it quickly received the sense.

There are so many people participating in the Heavenly Dao Meeting, and no matter how large the Falling Eagle Mountain Range is, there are only a limited number of people who can accommodate it, even if this teleportation circle is a random teleportation, the people in each area must be very dense.

It's probably not a strange thing to meet other people just after landing.

This scene was originally expected by the Northern Meditation Cultivator, but the induction that came back made him interested.

Sword intent.

Except for the Shoreless Sword Peak, there is only one sect in the world that is still cultivating sword intent.

The world's first sword gate - Canglang Gate.

Canglang Gate is also a vein of the Shoreless Sword Peak, which was founded by the disciples of the Shoreless Sword Peak Sword Immortal Shang Qingtian hundreds of years ago, leading the world's sword path with the Canglang Sword Technique, but after the Shoreless Sword Peak reappeared in the eyes of the world a few decades ago, its reputation as the world's first sword gate has also dimmed a lot.

If you really want to count it, Shang Yunjian and the ancestor of Canglangmen are brothers, and Canglangmen has been passed down to more than 30 generations of disciples.

No matter who comes from the Canglang Gate, I don't know how many generations lower than him.

I'm sorry not to see myself.