Biyou Palace, intercepting the ancestral court. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In the past, the birthplace of the first major religion of Xuanmen.

After the First Battle of the Gods, the Tongtian Sect Master left the dojo and never asked about the world.

After more than 200 years of perseverance, this ancient sect is still standing after the catastrophe.

Since the prosperity of the Zhou room, although the sect has long ceased to be the glory of the past, but today outside the Biyou Palace, it presents a rare grand occasion in the past hundred years, and there is a scene of "the gods worship and the immortals come to the court" in the past.

Biyou Palace stands on the highest mountain on Penglai Island.

The road to the summit is only a long white stone staircase, like a staircase to the sky.

At this time, an old man in a black robe was walking slowly on the snow-white stone steps.

The old man has a mediocre appearance and a body shape that is no different from ordinary people, but he instantly became the focus of all eyes.

After everyone's eyes stayed on the old man for a moment, they lowered their eyes and avoided looking at them.

The old man's eyes were slightly closed, but there was no hesitation in his feet. No footprints were left at the place where they landed, and even the dust on the stone steps was intact, as if no one had ever walked on them.

Along the way, the passers-by where the old man passed all bowed their heads, as if they were oppressed by an invisible momentum.

As we all know, Zhou Tianzi has repeatedly failed in recent years.

However, as the first state religion of the Great Zhou, the sect has never stood still, just because everyone clearly knows that there is an old man who is still alive. As long as this old man does not die for a day, it is easy for the teachings to make drastic moves.

This old man is Jiang Xuan.

When the sun was rising, Jiang Xuan finally stopped and stood outside the fairy clouds of Biyou Palace.

Outside the palace is a huge square, surrounded by thousands of people. As far as the eye can see, there is a sea of people, which is quite spectacular.

Most of the people on the right side of the square are wearing different styles of red power suits, and their bodies are as if they are made of steel, while most of the people on the left are wearing green robes, and their ethereal sleeves move with the wind.

In addition, there are many strange people from all over the world around the square. Due to the draw in the last decisive battle, this duel has aroused more curiosity. The number of people who come to watch the battle today has tripled compared to three months ago.

In addition to the crowd around the square, there were five people standing on the eaves next to Biyou Palace: Huangmei Daoren, Mu Lingyu, and the one-eyed doctor fairy, the two-headed god general, and the four-armed gambler.

The five of them were not in the same way, but at this time, they stood side by side, and they were about to witness this duel together.

Huangmei Daoren stroked his long hair and groaned, "Mrs. Mo went to pick up the Lord of the Spirit Pavilion, why hasn't she come back yet?"

The four-armed gambler frowned and said, "You can't elope at this time! ”

The two-headed god general sneered: "Fourth, don't pretend to be a grandson here!

The four-armed gambler glanced at it and retorted, "Hmph, aren't you too?"

Mu Lingyu glared at the two, and the hand holding the sword clenched slightly.

The Huangmei Daoist laughed and asked, "What do you think the pavilion master has a chance of winning today's battle?"

The four-armed gambler said: "Yicheng?"

The two-headed god said: "It's not half done." ”

The One-Eyed Doctor Fairy didn't answer, just shook his head.

The Yellow Eyebrow Daoist lowered his eyebrows and sighed softly.

Mu Lingyu raised his eyebrows coldly, and asked sharply: "Did you teach him seriously? Isn't this letting him go to death?"

"Not to die. Huangmei Daoren said lightly: "After all, this is not a life-and-death struggle, just a competition, and it's just a big deal to lose." ”

Mu Lingyu said coldly: "He lost." Will Jiang Xuan let you go?"

Huangmei Daoren said lightly: "Now that the sect is the time to employ people, as long as we are sincerely obedient, he will naturally let us live." ”

Mu Lingyu stared at Huangmei Daoren, and said angrily: "It turns out that you wanted to surrender a long time ago, but you just wanted to find someone to be a substitute for the dead ghost!"

Huangmei Daoist shrugged his shoulders and said, "The Xuanhu Sect is also a first-line immortal sect, so it can't be left unfed." ”

The two-headed god general couldn't help but sneer, and said to the Huangmei Daoren, "I said...... Big dealer, your grandson is really good enough!"

"Big dealer?" Mu Lingyu was suddenly stunned, and before he could draw his sword, his hands were suddenly restrained by the four hands of the four-armed gambler!

Huangmei Daoren's face was cold, and the dust was lifted, and Mu Lingyu's delicate body was instantly firmly entangled by the elongated dust!

Mu Lingyu glared at Huangmei Daoren, and said angrily: "It turns out that the gamble of the duel was set up by you! If no one plays, there is no suspense about the outcome of the battle." You can't make a profit from it......"

Before he finished speaking, the Huangmei Daoist silently recited the incantation, and Mu Lingyu even sealed his mouth by the dust!

The two-headed god general drew a human bone dagger and said gloomily, "Don't talk nonsense with her!

"Wait!" The one-eyed doctor suddenly stopped, "Don't forget. There are still two people who have not yet appeared. Do you know the attitude of those two?"

The four-armed gambler said disapprehantly: "Jiang Ying is just a waste person, don't be afraid." ”

Huangmei Daoist pondered for a moment and said, "Madam Mo's attitude is not clear yet, but I think she has no reason to object. ”

As soon as the words fell, Li Rumei, dressed in purple, walked over.

When she saw Mu Lingyu who was being bound, the expression on her face did not change significantly, she just stood in the middle of the five people.

Huangmei Daoist stepped forward and asked, "What about people?"

Li Rumei smiled but did not speak.

Huangmei Daoist smiled slightly, knowing that Su Ji had already come. He stroked his long hair, smiled at Mu Lingyu and said:

"Madam Pavilion Master, it is not clear whether you will win or lose yet, and there are many people like you who expect the Pavilion Master of the Spiral Spirit Pavilion to win. Please stay quiet and watch. ”

Mu Lingyu's eyes drooped. She knew that what Huangmei Daoist said was true. Not only did the people around the square come to watch the battle, but almost everyone made a bet on the side of the duel.

At this time, although there were thousands of people outside the square, Jiang Xuan was always the only one in the square.

Jiang Xuan's eyes were still closed, as if everything was under control.

The reason why he came on foot today was precisely because there was no need to rush at all.

Mursh is dead. No matter who the Xuanhu Sect came to fight, there was no threat to him.

For thousands of years, there have been many duels in the world that have been so much anticipated today.

However, Jiang Xuan didn't seem to have a trace of suspense in today's duel.

He just stood silently, seemingly enjoying the moment of waiting.

At this moment, four figures suddenly flashed in the woods in the distance.

The four of them are all dressed in white, and the style is very similar to Mu Lingyu's, and they are obviously people in the teaching.

Four snow-white shoes landed lightly on the branches.

Four pairs of sharp eyes looked at the square in the distance, and began to talk impatiently:

"Is there anyone from the Xuanhu Sect who is fighting today?"

"It doesn't matter who comes out first, if you lose, you can get the money!"

"I don't think I'm going to lose. Jiang Xuan's current cultivation has only returned to the Xuanqing Three Realms. ”

"I heard that the forces behind the Xuanhu Sect are unfathomable, and it is not surprising that thousands of Moshu popped up at once. ”

While the four men in white were discussing, a sudden wind blew in the square.

The noisy square suddenly fell silent, and the only sound in my ears was the whirring wind.

Jiang Xuan slowly opened his eyes and looked directly at the place in front of him.

A crack opened in the center of the square out of thin air, like opening a tuyere, faintly wafting out a faint purple gas.

The wind blows on people's faces, and everyone's expressions change subtly, and their eyes invariably cast on the same place.

After a while, a young man wearing a bronze fox mask slowly walked out of the gap and appeared in everyone's sight.

Jiang Xuan's dry lips moved slightly, and he slowly spit out two words:

"Is that you?"