Crowded and bustling!

It is not an exaggeration to use these words to describe today's Longhuatai. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info and this Longhua platform is not the Longhua platform used by Longhua Shengjun to preach the scriptures, but the Longhua platform that is thousands of miles long.

"Grandpa, let's go inside!" said a young man who looked to be less than twenty years old and had some grandiose head, and was extremely expectant.

The location they were in was seven or eight hundred miles away from the Longhua Terrace where the scriptures were preached, and here, even the shadow of the Longhua Holy Monarch could not be seen.

"Junheng, this is the best place for us. "It was an old man with clear eyebrows and eyes, his hair was white, but his whole person was extremely energetic. In the divine light that overflowed from his body from time to time, it showed his cultivation in the Divine Realm.

"But I still want to see what the Holy Monarch looks like!" said the young man dissatisfied.

The old man laughed and said: "Child, the face of the Holy Monarch is not something we can see, here, to be able to hear the Holy Monarch and his old man's lectures, and to be able to understand from the scriptures of the Holy Monarch and his old man, is our greatest blessing!"

A trace of dissatisfaction rose on the young man's face, and he was about to speak, when he heard someone laugh and said, "Young man, this outer listening to the scriptures is naturally not as good as the inside." ”

"But the further you go, the higher the strength you need!"

"Although on the birthday of the Holy Monarch, no one will dare to kill people at this time, but it is still normal to throw you out!"

When the young man heard this, there was a hint of disbelief on his face. His grandfather laughed and said, "Brother Zhao, I didn't expect us to see each other again." ”

The one called Brother Zhao was a rough man who spoke, and when he heard the old man's words, he was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the old man carefully.

After a while, Fang suddenly realized: "You...... You're Xiao Wu!"

"Yes, I'm Xiao Wu, Brother Zhao, I didn't expect that three hundred years ago, we would meet here, hehehe!"

The old man laughed, and then quickly came to the approach of the rough man, and after saluting respectfully, he pulled his grandson and said, "Come, kowtow to your grandfather Zhao, if it weren't for your grandfather Zhao, grandpa, I wouldn't be in this world!"

Obviously, this young man had also heard about the deeds of this Grandpa Zhao, and said with admiration: "You...... You're Grandpa Zhao?"

"Haha, that's right, it's my Lao Zhao!" As the rough man spoke, his eyes looked at the young man twice, and he said in surprise: "There is actually a trace of divine forbidden bloodline?"

"Yes, although his bloodline is very thin, he is also the only god forbidden powerhouse in our clan in the past five hundred years. The old man's words were full of pride.

Lao Zhao nodded, pulled the young man and said, "It's a pity to let this kid listen to the scriptures here, so let's do it, Xiao Wu, since you met me, it's also fate, come with me!"

"I'll take you closer to listen. ”

The white-haired old man was a little excited, his grandson's comprehension was already good, if he could listen closely, he would definitely have a qualitative improvement.

After all, listening to the scriptures this time laid an incomparably solid foundation for his grandson.

"Brother Zhao, forget it, you can go further, let's go over, then ...... That's going to make it hard for you. The old man thought for a moment and said in a deep voice.

"Xiao Wu, you are good at everything, you are a bit of a mother-in-law, if I don't have this certainty, I don't dare to take you over. When Lao Zhao said this, he said a little proudly: "A few years ago, I worshiped under the door of Dalun Mountain. ”

"Now he is a deacon disciple of Tianhui Peak of Dalun Mountain!"

Dalun Mountain is one of the four heavens and nine realms, the old man has naturally heard of it, and for a while, his eyes looking at Lao Zhao are full of envy.

"Then thank you Brother Zhao!" the old man arched his hand towards Lao Zhao and said solemnly.

The old Zhao smiled, and immediately took out a fist-sized small copper buckle from his storage bracelet, and gently hung it on his chest.

"It's a disciple of Dalun Mountain!"

"Get out of the way, you don't want to live anymore, that's one of the four heavens and nine realms. ”

Wu Junheng is also a Tianjiao in the Wanli region where his family is located, and now he is young, and he has the cultivation of the early stage of the Life God Realm, so it can be said that he has always been proud.

But after coming to this blessed land of Longhua, he found that he had lost himself to everyone, and even to listen to the scriptures, he could only find a small place.

Now, following this predecessor surnamed Zhao, he once again felt the scenery of the past, and for a while, the hope of joining the Four Heavens and Nine Paths in his heart became even stronger.

Half an hour later, a platform with only a hundred zhang appeared in front of everyone's eyes, this platform was extremely simple, but the moment he saw this platform, Wu Junheng's heart had a trembling feeling.

At this moment, a mysterious feeling rose in his heart. This kind of perception is mysterious and mysterious, which makes him feel like he wants to shout, but he can't shout.

It was very uncomfortable, but something, at this time, appeared in his mind crazily.

"This is Longhuatai, and this land is named after this Longhuatai!" Lao Zhao looked at Wu Junheng's appearance, and there was a smile in his eyes.

For this junior with good understanding, he is naturally very willing to help.

"Come, let's sit down here!" Lao Zhao pulled Wu Junheng's grandfather and walked towards the position of Longhua Terrace, close to Longhua Terrace.

When they walked over, many people's eyes looked at them, and there were various looks flashing in these eyes, but in the end, almost all of them did not make any sound.

Don't dare to make any noise, that is, no objection to their coming. Wu Junheng's grandfather, at this moment, can be regarded as completely relieved.

Sitting down next to Longhua Terrace, Wu Junheng felt a warm current coming from that Longhua Terrace.

Under this warm current, his cultivation, which had already reached the bottleneck, was once again improved a little more. It's not much, but it's crucial for him.

Because he was already sensitively aware of the crack that had been holding him back.

As long as he persists in cultivating, within three years, he will be able to enter the next realm!

Just when he was infinitely happy in his heart, he heard someone suddenly say: "The location around Longhuatai is limited, and your own disciples of Dalun Mountain occupy it, and juniors like this also occupy a place, isn't it a bit of an inch!"

Hearing this, Wu Junheng was startled, and followed Lao Zhao step by step, his spirit of a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers had disappeared for the most part, and he knew very well that the person in front of him, no matter which one he was, only needed to stretch out a finger to make him die without a place to be buried.

And when he turned his head to look, he saw a young man with a sharp momentum, which made him feel a sense of oppression when he saw it, and he was speaking coldly to Lao Zhao.

The momentum of this person is much stronger than that of Lao Zhao.

And this person's chest is also wearing something, compared with Lao Zhao's copper buckle, that person's chest is equipped with a small sword.

It's only three inches, but it implies a small sword that kills the sky and the earth. The moment he saw this little sword, Wu Junheng's heart rose with the three words of Sword Gate.

The Sword Gate, the Sword Gate in the Four Heavens and Nine Paths.

That Wu Junheng's grandfather can feel that this person's cultivation is stronger than Lao Zhao, although he is extremely eager for his grandson to seize this opportunity, but he can't make Lao Zhao too embarrassed.

"Brother Zhao, let's go ......"

Lao Zhao glanced at the martial artist with eyebrows like swords, and felt that the other party's cultivation was already approaching the peak of the Law Body.

Compared with each other, the gap is not half a point. And the few men behind the other party who didn't seem to be wearing the Sword Gate logo also reached the Law Body realm one by one.

Judging from their appearance, Lao Zhao understood that they should be acquaintances of the man who spoke, and they should also get close to Longhuatai to listen to the scriptures.

"Are you sure you want to embarrass me Dalun Mountain? I'm a deacon disciple of Tianhui Peak, if you're sure, then throw me out quickly. Lao Zhao's body did not have any urging power, but his humility and arrogance made the man from the Sword Gate a little caught off guard, and his face that was still angry just now was stiff.

Dalun Mountain, Tianhui Peak!

Thinking of the meaning of these six words, the man's face kept changing, and finally he barely squeezed out a smile and said, "It turned out to be the senior brother of Tianhui Peak, what a misunderstanding." ”

"Haha, you go on!

After saying this, the man turned away, as if something was chasing him, and disappeared without a trace in a moment.

As for the other people around, after hearing that Lao Zhao was the deacon disciple of Tianhui Peak, all of them had smiles on their faces, and even the crowded space just now had become a lot more spacious at this time.

This kind of change really surprised Wu Junheng. But when you think about it, it's normal. Maybe they weren't reconciled, but they didn't dare to say anything more. After all, when these people rely on strength to speak, they vary from person to person, and seeing the wind makes the rudder, which is also the eternal foundation of life and the way of survival.

"Uncle Zhao, is Tianhui Peak very powerful?" Summoning up his courage, Wu Junheng asked Lao Zhao.

"Tianhui Peak is not powerful, it is the peak master of our Tianhui Peak, hehe, before this birthday, the young generation of masters of the Four Heavens and Nine Paths have been ...... by us" Lao Zhao said at the end, and immediately closed his mouth.

It's just his smile, and the smugness on his face, that exposes his pride.

The four words of the Lord of Tianhui Peak, in his heart, are like four huge monuments, standing proudly!

However, Wu Junheng didn't know that just when he was guessing the majestic Tianhui Peak Lord, Zheng Ming, the Tianhui Peak Lord, was looking at the crowd that could not be seen at a glance.

Tens of millions of martial artists, tsk, this is tens of millions of prestige points, and the golden reputation value alone is close to one million!

This is a huge piece of fat, for a while, Zheng Ming was salivating and eager!