What kind of sect is this? I haven't seen it!"

"Hey, just look at the white wall for a moment. ”

"You don't even know that they came to Changzhou to play in the mud? That's Confucianism!"

"Oh!"

"Oh......"

"Oh...... Ah, Confucianism!"

A sudden sound of realization sounded.

An honest man weakly asked, "What is Confucianism?"

So many eyes were fixed on the one who took the lead in breaking the name of Confucianism, obviously, they were also pretending.

The one obviously enjoyed the sensation of being in the limelight, and at some point he had already taken out a folding fan from his bosom and shook it gently against the cold wind of March.

"If you want to talk about Confucianism, you have to start from that far, far away. ”

Damn, this kid is pretending to beep!

None of the people were fuel-efficient lamps, and immediately shouted for him to hurry up and get to the point.

Seeing the surging crowd, he hurriedly put away the fan and smiled awkwardly, "The one on the ox cart is the Confucianism Master, ranked seventh on the Heavenly List, and he is a real Great Cultivator of the Dao Realm. ”

After speaking, he also nodded his mouth with the folding fan that he had just put together, "In the Fog Hidden Valley last year, I was lucky enough to meet once. ”

As soon as the words fell, someone immediately exclaimed: "Your Excellency is actually a survivor of the Fog Hidden Valley, disrespectful and disrespectful, contemptible king three sticks, fortunately will be lucky." ”

"Contemptible Kong Er is stunned, fortunately brother Tai!"

"Add me one, I'm not very lucky, I'm really happy to know you!"

That brother didn't expect that his experience of talking about the Fog Hidden Valley would cause such a big reaction.

In fact, when he came out of the Fog Hidden Valley, those who were lucky enough to survive were directly frightened, and immediately fled back to the cave, and he hid for more than half a year.

It wasn't until this huge meeting of the Five Sects that he dared to come forward.

Pressed the surprise in his heart, he pretended to be calm and greeted the others.

I knew if I had any other beeps, so I just came to this.

Jiang Yan took in all of this, and a black-clothed figure quietly appeared in his heart, and his voice was like that.

Turning his head slightly, he looked at Fu Lin's expression as usual, so he didn't say anything, only sighed lightly in his heart.

Not to mention the movements below, on the long golden carpet, the ox cart slowly moved forward.

Compared with the twists and turns of the Qingxi Sword Pond in Fangcai, the Confucianism group is naturally much smoother.

When Zhuang Jinju was halfway through the long carpet, he got out of the car and walked, walked to Yunluo and stood still, and greeted each other as guests and hosts.

Zhuang Jinju looked at these arrangements with a smile and said approvingly: "This method is novel and unique, and it is another one-stop, General Yun has bothered." ”

On this occasion, as a disciple of the Yunluo Xiling Sword Sect, he naturally couldn't afford it.

Therefore, including the previous Cao Xuan, they are all called the lord of the Yunluo Righteous Army.

Yunluo didn't explain much, a little modest, and after saluting the Confucian people, he invited the Confucian people to take the stage.

At the same time, he said a word to Zhuang Jinju in his heart.

Zhuang Jinju was slightly stunned, and then smiled.

Ascending the high platform, Zhuang Jinju stood in front of the white wall, holding his beard

Must, watch and see.

On the white wall, the four big characters of "Qingxi Sword Pond" occupy about one-fifth of the area.

It's not too arrogant, but it's not modest at all.

Cao Xuan and the two Supreme Elders of Qingxi Sword Pond all looked at Zhuang Jinju with concern, wanting to see how capable this Confucian sect leader, who ranked seventh on the heavenly list, could have.

When Tianbang first appeared, many people didn't care, thinking that someone was blindly arranging again.

However, after repeated verifications, the convincing power of the list has been greatly enhanced.

Some people who are dissatisfied with the higher realms are honest after confirming that Yu Chi Chonghua, who is in the middle grade of the Hedao realm, has no power to fight back under Yang Qing's sword.

Since then, Tianbang has almost become synonymous with top masters.

In the expectant eyes of everyone, Zhuang Jinju moved.

His sleeves shook, his hands behind his back, and he opened his mouth slightly, and a thunderous sound sounded out of thin air.

"Benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and faith, a gentleman is virtuous;

On the snow-white wall, in the middle of the position, the majestic true yuan quietly condensed into a huge word - "Confucian"!

There was a roar of applause all around, and the heavenly list is the heavenly list!

Suddenly, there was an exclamation.

"Look!" a male cultivator pointed to the high platform, his face shocked.

"Wow! it's so beautiful!" was another male cultivator's sigh, and it seemed to have some saliva with it.

"Look at what I'm talking about! Look at the wall!" a female practitioner snorted angrily.

On the white wall next to the high platform, next to the word "Confucianism" that occupies half of the white wall, the four characters of "Qingxi Sword Pond", which were not too big, seemed to be squeezed out, and actually began to shrink slowly, moving towards the edge of the wall.

It was as if a fierce beast had entered the main mountain forest, and the beasts retreated, and the four words of Qingxi Jianchi curled up in the corner, trembling.

The two Taishang elders of Qingxi Sword Pond were furious, but they were pulled by Cao Xuan.

Cao Xuanyu's eyes looked over, and in Yunluo's gaze, there was only calm.

He didn't tell Qingxi Jianchi that this white wall not only has the role of mentioning words and leaving names, but also a stage for various sects to show their strength.

The first is how to leave words, the way of leaving words, and the special effects all represent the ability of the sect;

The second is the competition between the words, and in the end, which name occupies more places, it is naturally strong, and the one that occupies less land will naturally fall into the skin.

Well, to put it simply, it's no different from peeing on a floor.

Cao Xuan can be regarded as cautious and smart, and guessed the first point.

didn't make a move himself, and asked the Taishang Elder of Qingxi Sword Pool to leave a word with the sword intent of Sword Pool.

Otherwise, when people come from behind, they see the name of Qingxi Sword Pond on the white wall, but they can't feel any sword intent, that is to be smiling and generous.

But he didn't count that there was still this one, and he was hit by the clouds.

Dumb loss, helpless.

Above the attic, Fu Lin sneered, although the small punishment of Qingxi Sword Pool could not relieve the hatred in his heart, it was enough to make him happy.

But soon he frowned, because, the people in the sword pool who had been embarrassed with such a big face actually did not leave in disgrace.

The disciples of Jianchi also looked at the back of the master, and they didn't know why they still stayed here with a shy face.

But after Cao Xuan took charge of the sword pool, he used some thunderous means and excellent mental skills to clean up and down the sword pool, and no one dared to question it at this moment.

The anger of the two Sword Pool Elders came and went quickly, and soon they were like old monks who settled down, and foreign objects did not disturb their hearts.

Zhuang Jinju led his disciples down the high platform and smiled at Cao Xuan.

Cao Xuan returned the salute quietly, as if the matter of Fang Cai had nothing to do with him.

Zhuang Jinju saw that Cao Xuan still didn't leave, so his heart moved, and he actually stayed, to see if anything happened, so that he could help Yunluo.

It's such a coincidence, but it has formed a habit of waiting.

Seeing this, Yunluo hurriedly instructed a subordinate to move some chairs and stools, and demarcate some areas, so that these remaining sects could sit and watch the ceremony.

After a moment of silence, a cannon salute was fired outside the East Gate.

Everyone's eyes naturally looked over, and a huge step suddenly broke into view.

With a greasy fragrant wind and a seductive moan, the chariots carried by sixteen people got closer and closer.

The chariot is as wide as a giant, the ring is swaying gently, the curtains around it are swaying in the wind, and the enchanting posture inside is looming.

The onlookers under the high stage, many of whom were in a low realm, had dull eyes, and there were nosebleeds.

The rest, and there were quite a few, swelled with a fiery silhouette.

Bu Yuan stopped straight in front of Yunluo, Yingying Yanyan lifted the curtain, and a lazy noble son sat up from his soft thighs, his clothes were disheveled, and he looked at Yunluo condescendingly, "You are the master?"

Yunluo's face was calm, and he said lightly: "You are not qualified to talk to me like this. ”

In front of so many people, he finally took out his due aura.

Easy-going, also score with whom.

Gui Gongzi showed a contemptuous smile, "A worldly general, what kind of garlic do you put in front of this son?"

In the attic on the side, Jiang Yan and Fu Lin glanced at each other, wondering if it was anyone's plan.

The same thoughts also appeared in the minds of Cao Xuan and Zhuang Jinju.

After all, in front of Yunluo, there are not many people in this world who can still be so arrogant.

Yunluo was not annoyed, nor was he contemptuous, "You can choose not to come down, but you must not be able to walk on this platform." ”

"Oh?" the noble prince became interested, "I have only been closed for two hundred years, and you worldly ants have already become like this......?"

Suddenly, an old man walked out quickly from behind the chariot and interrupted the cruel words that the noble prince was about to release, "Young master, please wait a moment. ”

For the second elder of the Xiaoyao Gate, he who asked the heavenly realm was not like the young master of his lowly realm who could not see through the realm of clouds and falls.

In addition, there is an approximate situation of the clouds

, so he smiled kindly and discussed with Yunluo if he could put himself on stage.

Yunluo shook his head slightly, "Walk on stage." ”

The old man's smile was a little colder, "If you let the young master of my family step on the stage, I am willing to give an incense." General Wangyun has thought it through!"

Although the voice was low, all the high-level cultivators around him could hear it clearly, and they couldn't help but sneer a little.

Even Cao Xuan is no exception.

Although he is Yunluo's mortal enemy, he also has to admit that today, I am afraid that no sect dares to say to Yunluo and give such stupid words as giving an incense.

It turns out that it is really an arrogant hermit sect?

Yunluo looked at the old man and said lightly: "If you don't want to walk on stage, then please leave directly, and I won't care about you for the salute." ”

The old man's face was annoyed, "Toast and don't eat and drink!"

On the step, the noble prince yawned, "Second Elder, I said a long time ago, what kind of tongue is wasted with these fools, and a slap to death is more effective than anything else." ”

The old man snorted coldly and ordered those who carried the chariot, "Go on stage!"

At the same time, he turned his head to look at Yun Luo, "General Yun, it's best to weigh it before making a move." ”

Yunluo sighed softly, "The ignorant are fearless, and now I have seen it." ”

With the words, there was a burst of sky-high sword qi.