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Kunlun Mountain, Guangming Peak, in the Great Light Palace. www.biquge.info In the eyes of the Chinese people, Zhao Zhijing's face was indifferent without the slightest abnormality, as if there was no pressure on the **** gaze in the pair of fiery eyes in this great bright hall, just like the wisps of breeze blowing in the mountains, which may be able to drive the calm water surface to drive the wisps of clear waves, but it cannot cause Zhao Zhijing's heart lake to ripple.

Zhao Zhijing, who stepped on the nine-fold white jade steps, had a smile on his calm face, and then in the eyes of everyone, Zhao Zhijing held Lin Nian in his arms with one hand. The next moment, seeing that Zhao Zhijing had already embraced Lin Nian, sitting on the throne that stood tall, his cold gaze suddenly swept out of his majestic eyes, and suddenly an invisible pressure spread in this translucent Great Light Palace.

At this moment, just as the bright sun above the nine heavens suddenly did not have a dark cloud to cover it, the coercion that belonged to Zhao Zhijing alone appeared in the hearts of everyone.

Three crisp sounds, Zhao Zhijing clapped his hands gently, and there was still a gentle smile on his face, looking at Lin Nian with a cheerful smile on his face at this time. At this time, this smile only appeared in front of Lin Nian, and those high-ranking Ming Sect leaders who stood in the main hall only had respect and a trace of jealousy in their hearts, and there was no trace of a smile on everyone's faces.

With the sound of Zhao Zhijing's palm tapping, the next moment the sound of heavy footsteps sounded at one time, and I saw three tall bodies, three wrestlers with knotted muscles, each carrying a chair in their hands, and in Zhao Zhijing's gesture, they were placed upright on the side of the throne on the nine-fold white jade steps.

The next moment, the three wrestlers had already retreated, and in Zhao Zhijing's nod, Lin Ruohua and the three of them naturally sat on the three chairs. At this moment, those high-ranking Ming Sect leaders standing in the main hall suddenly looked like an army that had ordered a ban, and in an instant, dozens of people knelt neatly on one knee in the main hall.

"See the sect leader! Welcome the sect leader back to the mountain!" If the thunderous roaring voice sounded in this hall, Zhao Zhijing, who was naturally sitting on the throne, suddenly smiled slightly, his eyes swept over the people kneeling on the ground in this hall, and suddenly thought that this was the right.

In this world, everyone has their own pursuits, some for wealth, some for power, or other things. And everything in front of him at this time is the manifestation of power, at this moment Zhao Zhijing's palm has controlled the life and death of tens of thousands of people, and tens of thousands of people up and down the Ming Sect are directly or indirectly controlled by Zhao Zhijing, who is not moved by this right.

At this moment, Zhao Zhijing, the firm Dao heart in his heart, has this trembling in front of this moving right. There are temptations in a person's life all the time, and the main thing is what your choice is when you face all this. Feeling the slightest tremor of his Dao heart, the divine light in Zhao Zhijing's eyes suddenly became cold, as sharp as a sharp sword.

The next moment, Zhao Zhijing recognized the innate god in the sea, and suddenly opened his eyes that seemed to be closed forever in this time, and the wisdom sword that was placed across his knees suddenly flashed at this moment, and with this wisdom sword slashed out, the slightest tremor of the heart suddenly stopped, and the trace of temptation was suddenly cut off.

On the throne, Zhao Zhijing, whose eyes returned to normal, suddenly exhaled deeply in his heart, if he hadn't opened up the sea of knowledge at this time, the divine sword in the hand of the innate god was also his own heart sword, and he could feel the unfavorable emotions in his heart, and cut it off, just like the great free wisdom sword in the hands of the legendary Buddha. In this red dust, I am afraid that I have been infected by this red dust, and I can't cast a moment of pure and transparent mind.

After thinking about it, Zhao Zhijing in the main hall suddenly waved his arm, and the wide white sleeves were like a white floating cloud, passing in front of everyone's eyes. Suddenly, Zhao Zhijing shouted softly: "Everyone, please get up!"

"Sect Master!" With Zhao Zhijing's soft shout, suddenly the people kneeling on the ground roared again, and one by one the high-level members of the Ming Sect stood up on the ground and stood straight in the main hall. A pair of eyes looked at Zhao Zhijing on the throne, looking at Zhao Zhijing, who could be described as towering at this time, not ordinary. At this moment, everyone's hearts crossed the appearance of Zhao Zhijing when he came to Kunlun Mountain in the past, that is, he was just a young son, a person with a high level of cultivation, but there was no today's coercion, nor did he have the domineering power to control the life and death of tens of thousands of people today.

In the Great Light Palace, Zhao Zhijing on the throne coughed lightly, and in this silent hall, it was like a Hong Zhong chirping. Feeling that everyone's eyes were converging on him at this moment, Zhao Zhijing stood up from the throne, took Lin Nian's small hand with one hand and said, "Tell you today, this is the little girl Lin Nian." ”

Subsequently, at Zhao Zhijing's suggestion, Lin Ruohua and the three of them also stood up from the chair and stood beside Zhao Zhijing silently, the faces of the three of them were glowing with happiness, but there was also an unusual heroic spirit between the eyebrows, and the three pairs of beautiful eyes revealed not charming, but noble and majestic.

At this moment, everyone who already knew it in their hearts suddenly knelt on one knee and shouted: "Join the sect leader, see the ladies, see the young lady!"

In the main hall, under Zhao Zhijing's signal, Lin Ruohua took Lin Nian's little hand. In the eyes of many high-ranking Ming Sect leaders, Lin Ruohua and the others submerged into the back hall of the Great Light Palace, and at this moment, on the glowing ninefold white jade steps, there was only one figure standing there, and Zhao Zhijing's white clothes danced gently in the windless. At this moment, he was extremely majestic, like the sun in the sky, and everything was eclipsed in front of him.

In the main hall, Zhao Zhijing, who was already sitting on the throne, lightly tapped his white jade-like fingers on the scabbard of the Purple Emperor's sword on the side, and a sword roar like a dragon's roar suddenly sounded, and the eyes were like electricity, and Zhao Zhijing slowly spoke: "This huge Western Regions is already the monopoly of my Mingjiao family, and in addition to my Mingjiao in the Western Regions, there is also the White Camel Villa." It's just that the White Camel Villa, although it has a great reputation, is only supported by Ouyang Feng, the Western Poison."

Zhao Zhijing, who was in a soft voice, suddenly stood up from the throne, and suddenly shouted: "In the Western Regions, I want him to have only one voice after this year, even if the small countries that stand by the city, there is only my Mingjiao and not the imperial court!"

"Are you clear?" The people who listened to Zhao Zhijing's soft voice suddenly turned grim, and immediately replied loudly: "Obey the orders of the sect master!" (To be continued.) )

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