Chapter 3: Bear Ambition

Tang Jinxiu's face was embarrassed, her cheeks were slightly bulging, her eyebrows were slightly sunk, as if she was annoyed, and she glared at Liu Qingsi fiercely.

The 'alliance' between him and Nangong Que is not only to take what they need, but also to keep each other warm.

This matter is quite secret, even the people in the Xuan Ming Palace know no more than five fingers, how can she Liu Qingsi know? Could it be that she also has a chess piece?

At this time, Liu Qingsi continued to smile and said, "Little sister hasn't drunk the two wedding wines, so I have to make up for it after this time." ”

Tang Jinxiu didn't know why this crazy woman was nervous, she couldn't help it anymore, snorted coldly, and denied it quite a few hundred miles without silver, "Jinxiu doesn't know what Lord Liu Xuan said, if Daoist friends are entangled again, they will blame Jinxiu for turning his face and not recognizing people." ”

Liu Qingsi smiled lightly, but she no longer stimulated her.

She looked at Nangong Que deeply, the other party could subdue this pedantic stupid woman, but it was indeed extraordinary.

Nangong Que sighed in his heart, and secretly wondered why his family didn't hold it.

Suddenly, the entire Zixiao Hall shook, as if a forbidden array had been opened, and it was full of light.

Immediately, under the respectful and complicated eyes of the people in the hall, a figure descended.

However, its figure did not fall on the high platform, but at the front of the main hall.

On his head, he was wearing a crown of sun, moon and stars, wearing a golden and purple robe, and a three-foot sword with a green and red sword hanging from his waist.

Everyone was in high spirits, and they greeted in unison, "I will wait to see the head of Zixiao, and congratulate the head of Sima on his ascension to the throne, carry forward the past and forge ahead into the future, and make new holy achievements!"

Sima Yuan's eyes fell, and he bowed his head and said, "You have a heart, you don't need to be polite, you can be polite." ”

The crowd stood up slightly, and said nothing.

After a while, there seemed to be more than ten strong and domineering auras outside the hall, and Wang Lan said in a deep but solemn voice, "The master of the Imperial Sword Gate Huo Sect has arrived,"

At this time, everyone looked back in surprise, and when everyone came, there were no people from the Zixiao Sect, and they wondered what it was, it turned out that they were outside to greet the two sect masters.

At this time, the Jindan disciples who were outside the Zixiao Hall were none other than the people of the Elder Pavilion headed by Zhuge Wuchang, Ye Qingshan, Shen Yuyan and others.

They looked at the people who came, bowed down and shouted, "Welcome to Lord Huomen."

The prestige rises, mighty and majestic.

Huo Shaoyang smiled helplessly, "Your move has surprised Huo, what is the important thing to discuss?"

A loud laugh immediately came from the hall, "Why is Lord Huomen hesitating, but my Zixiao is not considerate?"

Huo Shaoyang looked at Shen Yi on his side, and again

Swinging his sleeves inside, he said with a smile, "Sima Daoyou is the master's family, Huo is just a guest, how dare he wait for the master?"

As he spoke, the sword light dissipated from his body, and a gift slip fell lightly.

Wang Lan took it respectfully, and after a hurried sweep, his heart immediately trembled, and his throat was astringent, and he said loudly, "Lord Huomen enters the hall."

He paused for a moment, and shouted loudly, "The Imperial Sword Gate has sent three thousand-year-old magic swords, three nine-hundred-year-old Qingying Sword Pills, three Qinghong Northern Domain Spirit Peaks, and He Zixiao's head has ascended to the ninety-five!"

The people in the hall were all shocked and frightened, not to mention the sword pill that was difficult to find in the west, a single thousand-year-old magic sword could make people unreachable.

The factions couldn't help but secretly sigh that the Imperial Sword Gate was worthy of being a thousand-year-old sect, and even such a rare treasure could be given several gifts, which was the real generosity.

As Huo Shaoyang entered the hall, all the factions bowed their hands one after another, and Sima Yuan stepped forward to greet him, and said with a smile, "Huo Daoyou, please come here." ”

Huo Shao bowed, "Sima Daoyou doesn't have to be polite, why should you be like this between you and me." ”

The people of all the factions in the palace trembled when they heard this, and they all rumored that the new head of Zixiao had a bad relationship with Huo Shaoyang of the Imperial Sword Sect, and they scoffed at it at first, but now it seems that it is not enough, it is almost like wearing a pair of pants.

Sima Yuan smiled and waved his hand, "The owner of the door is here, Sima Yuan is very honored." ”

Immediately, after a few words of greeting, the two closed their voices and turned out.

But outside the Zixiao Mountain Gate, a huge momentum rushed in.

Before anyone arrived, the sound was heard.

"Sima Daoyou Dengden is in charge, Wu Mou is here to congratulate!"

The noise in the hall fell silent again, and Wang Lan and the others said in unison, "Welcome Sect Master Wu!"

Wu Hao's sturdy figure fell, and he laughed, "Haha, fellow Daoists are polite. ”

A voice came from Sima Yuan in the hall, "I invite Sect Master Wu to enter the hall."

Wu Hao took out a gift list and all the rings from his arms, Wang Lan immediately respectfully respected his subordinates, and after opening it out, his eyelids jumped, and he shouted loudly,

"The Martial Saint Sect Master enters the hall and sends three liters of thousand-year-old rebirthing liquid, three pots of thousand-year-old refining Lingjin Yulu, and three thousand-year-old elixirs, and the head of He Zixiao ascends to the ninety-five!"

As Wu Hao entered the hall, his eyes immediately fell on Sima Yuan and Huo Shaoyang, and he hugged his fists and smiled, "Both, Wu is polite." ”

Huo Shaoyang bowed his head, "You ran fast enough."

Sima Yuan smiled, "The two of you can come, and the purple sky will shine." Come, please take a seat!"

Immediately, the three of them came to the stage, condescending.

Suddenly, Tang Jinxiu of Xuanming Palace, Liu Qingsi of Illusory Dream Xuan, and Cao Qiji of Zixiao Sect greeted him, "See the three heads!"

Everyone said respectfully again

, "See the three heads".

At that time, there seemed to be a spiritual mist above the three figures, covering their figures, and they were blurred.

Many people's expressions were sudden, and this situation was like that day.

On the same day, the three leaders set up the Hongmeng, and today's three leaders overlook Qinghong, which is expected to look down on the three states of the West and the Underworld.

At the beginning of the feast, the factions sat down in turn.

In addition to the transcendence of the three factions of Zixiao, the Imperial Sword Sect and the Martial Saint Sect, the Xuanying Palace and the Illusory Dream Xuan should be in the first place.

It was followed by Ningbi Palace, Feiyu Temple, Qingyan Sect and Ten Thousand Swords Alliance, etc., and the opposite ones were Huanxi Temple, Yin Yang Sect and the Southeast Zhudamma Valve.

At the beginning of the banquet, there were Taoist friends of the Yin and Yang Sect and Fantasy Xuan, who were willing to help the fun, Zixiao had nothing to do, and immediately held a feast, vocal music and sublimation, singing and dancing sublimated, as if there was a scene of great prosperity.

After a while, when the banquet reached **, Sima Yuan above suddenly shook his breath, stepped forward gently, and then pressed down.

Suddenly, the temple fell silent, and the nuns returned to the table after the dance.

Everyone looked at each other and listened.

After Sima Yuan nodded to the two heads on his side, he said slowly to the people in the audience, "At this time of joy, it is also worth the visit of the two heads and Taoist friends of all factions this time, and the poor Dao is very relieved. ”

Everyone looked sideways, and they didn't dare to do it.

Sima Yuan pressed down and fell silent again, his gaze became flat, "The evil sect in Ranzhou is still there, and the disaster has not been eradicated, Sima is worried in his heart, and he is almost unable to sleep and eat." ”

Many people's eyes changed slightly, this madman won't raise troops to fight again, right?

But he heard Sima Yuan's eyes slowly falling, "As the saying goes, if you don't cut the grass and don't eradicate the roots, there will be endless troubles." I want to destroy the Evil God Palace again and completely eradicate them, I don't know what you fellow Daoists think?"

When these words fell, the palace almost gasped in unison, and someone sighed secretly, and it was so.

Everyone looked at the Imperial Sword Sect and the Martial Saint Sect together, as if they were asking.

A little, Huo Shaoyang of the Imperial Sword Gate on the left side said coldly, "Eliminate the evil."

The hall immediately felt a shock in his heart and sighed secretly.

The one from the Martial Saint Sect was silent for a while, "In this battle, with the intention of Wu, we need to occupy the three states of the Western Underworld and eliminate the remnants of the evil sect!"

Everyone in the Zixiao Hall was stunned, and they were immediately in an uproar.

Immediately, the hall fell into an uproar, and I don't know how long it took, a bland word suddenly fell from the sky,

"The head of the sect has just ascended to the throne, and he has not completely taken charge of the internal affairs of the sect to raise troops to conquer, I'm afraid it's not appropriate, right?"

The voice in the hall stopped abruptly, and suddenly there was a cold silence, and then the heart was terrified, and they all raised their heads together.