Hundred Schools of Thought Chapter 130 The Land of Wubi Tianque Pavilion

Rashly making a move at Ji Ge was naturally the extremely talented Zhao Mingting of the Zhao family.

Zhao Mingting, who did not have the slightest upper hand in an immediate collision with Ji Ge, had a gloomy face, staring at the white-clothed figure in the distance with gloomy eyes, gritting his teeth.

"Alright. A hand slapped him on the shoulder, "There is no need to do this momentary battle of wills. A majestic voice sounded behind him.

Zhao Mingting turned his head to look at the owner of the hands, his father, Zhao Fuqin, the head of the Zhao family, and immediately bowed his head and was silent.

"Although it stands to reason that you should stand in front of Xin Tingzhi and take over Liu Qingtian or Xu Lingzhou's offensive for him, but that was in the past. ”

"Now you are the most dazzling person in the clan, and even Ji Chongru back then was far inferior to you... Outstanding. ”

"So you don't have to stand behind Xin Tingzhi now, or you can take a step forward and stand in front of him, and compete with Liu Qingtian and Ji Ge. ”

Zhao Fuqin's words resounded in Zhao Mingting's heart lake with the means of ripples in the heart lake.

Zhao Mingting shrank his neck again with a complicated expression.

As the saying goes, knowing the son is not the father, seeing Zhao Mingting's actions, he, as a father, naturally knows his thoughts.

At present, Zhao Mingting has no determination to compete with Xin Tingzhi.

He may only want to be the knife in Xin Tingzhi's hand now.

But the father can't see that he is obedient to Xin Tingzhi's words, and in the long run, once Zhao Mingting takes over the position of the head of the family, the Zhao family is afraid that it will become a vassal of his Xin family.

Just as Zhao Fuqin was thinking about it, he heard someone in the crowd exclaim, "Great Elder, they're here." ”

Only then did he retract his thoughts and look out of the crowd.

Ji Ge and the others also looked towards it after hearing the movement.

There are a total of eight elders in the clan, among which the eldest elder is Shen Qingqiu's grandfather, but the seven Ji Ge behind him only heard a piece of news from the mouth of the master of Siguilou.

They were also all children of the clan who had listened to lectures and lectures under the Master's seat, but the Master also did not recognize their disciples.

And once they take up the position of elder, they will break away from their own family and cut off all kinds of connections.

The reason why Great Elder Shen Yibai went out very early and came back very late at night was nothing more than to avoid suspicion

Two words.

As for the seven white-robed old men behind the Great Elder, it was already impossible to find out which family they came from, and of course it was difficult for anyone to track them down.

I am afraid that only seven of our families have their names recorded in the genealogy of today.

"Everyone. I don't have much to say here, I came out of the ring back then, so I know how hard it can be. ”

"So here, I wish you all the best of luck. Wen Qiong, a contemporary patriarch dressed in white, fell from the sky, standing in front of the door of the Sigui Building, and his voice fell into the ears of all of them with rolling spiritual power.

Ji Ge narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly, he was in his position, and he really had his own set of words.

As his thoughts flickered, a majestic voice rang in the ears of his people.

"The land of Wubi, Tianque Pavilion, open!"

Immediately, the clansmen saw the eight elders and the patriarch led by Shen Yibai each sacrifice a jade plaque with a faint halo from their arms.

Nine jade plaques slowly rose into the air, and there were streamers around them, which were brilliant and dazzling.

"Kick off. ”

Wen Qiong snorted, and the eight elders sat cross-legged on the ground when they heard this, their faces were solemn, and their hands quickly sealed, and the nine of them all had their lips moving, and they were silently chanting words in their mouths.

Ji Ge saw that in the air, the suspended jade plaques that originally had their own masters were slowly gathering together.

I don't know when Ji Qiong, who came to Ji Ge's side, stroked his gray beard and said with emotion: "Although it is not the first time, this kind of scene, no matter how many times I have seen it, my heart will not be able to calm down for a long time." ”

"Even though I'm old, seeing the next scene makes me feel miserable and sad. ”

"Hey!"

I saw that the nine jade plaques in mid-air condensed together with a bang.

A piece engraved with birds, fish, and insects, and a spirit disk of all things in the hundred worlds appeared in mid-air.

The inexplicable coercion emanating from the spirit disk made the clansmen all shake their hearts.

However, the coercion after that did not seem to repel them much, on the contrary, the clansmen felt extremely close to the inexplicable coercion, just as the kind elders in the family were so close to themselves.

Then Ji Ge saw a vision on the spirit plate.

In the spirit disk, there was a constant whispering and whistling of unknown brute beasts, and then it evolved into a thousand forms

The barbarian ancient beasts of different sizes, after seeing these ancient beasts, the golden light of the galaxy above the spiritual sea in Ji Ge's body flickered.

Ji Ge felt a feeling, and his face became a little ugly.

He seemed to feel a trace of someone's pathos and desolation from the galaxy in his body.

Then, several black shadows flashed on the spirit disk, and without hesitation, he shot out to kill those ancient beasts and spirit birds, and there was a wailing and mournful sound from the spirit disk.

It's just that looking at its movements and postures are not the same as the human race at all, Ji Ge suddenly remembered the drunken nonsense of the master in the building, the world, the desolate ancient land, not only the human race lives alone, there are other wealthy races, one after another, the heroes rise together, there was an extremely long period of bleak time.

These black shadows in front of him must be those alien races in the master's drunken mouth.

But why did he feel someone's resentment against these black shadows from those golden seals?

There is a feud.

It's still a hatred that doesn't share the sky.

In addition, there is a hint of helplessness.

It is the kind of helplessness that does not hesitate to wish the east wind and do Shi You everywhere in the world.

And then there is the miserable and desolate vision that Ji Qiong said.

Thousands of troops and horses, galloping thousands of miles to chase the deer and mountains, bleak soaked in autumn frost, full of wolf smoke.

Yellow sand and dry bones, a pot of spirits and dust, blood splashed on the field.

Some people shrouded the body, a loess buried loyal bones, and the green mountains should not be changed.

Affected by this vision, outside the Sigui Building, among the clansmen, there was a sound of sobbing and sobbing.

"Now!"

The patriarch shouted, and after the vision, a Qionglou Yuyu emerged from behind the spirit plate.

A bronze gate appeared majestically in front of them.

"Squeak", with a sound, the bronze giant door that had been closed for fifteen years slowly opened.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the path to the Heavenly Que. Patriarch Wen Qiong's words rang out after their exclamations.

"The person who finally stood on the top floor of the Tianque Pavilion was the next generation of patriarchs after me. Wen Qiong looked at the young children of the Yigan clan in front of her, nodded with satisfaction, and said.

"Now do what you are to do. Then Wen Qiong said in a deep voice with a straight face.

"Cross the door into the attic and climb to the top!"