Chapter 1345

"Go on?" Old Jiang is not happy, urge a way.

Wan Chongsheng blinked, his mind was dizzy.

I misread it?

I must be wrong

When he opened his eyes, he looked at it carefully, and suddenly, the great sense of happiness almost rushed to him.

"You look suspicious, old man." Old Jiang stared at him: "what's the matter? Don't be a pain in the stomach

Card! Wan Chong Sheng Jun pinched the jade slip. The jade slip with great strength broke in an instant. His voice was hoarse and his eyes were slightly red: "250 million..."

"What?" All the elders who were in a hurry to leave frowned.

"Do you remember..." after taking a few deep breaths, Wan Chong Sheng Jun said in a deep voice: "all the hub cities, because of the defeat of tenglei mountain, have opened the spiritual protection array. All the monks who exceed the level of reverence will be detected..."

"Wait a minute..." before he finished speaking, an elder Yuan Ying, with both hair and beard raised, There was a deep disbelief in his voice: "you mean... The thunder road..."

"Psychic power 250 million." Wanzhong Shengjun only felt his heart beating wildly, and solemnly answered every word.

Dead silence.

Even Mr. Jiang was dull. The other elders felt Venus in front of them.

Happiness comes too suddenly, no psychological preparation!

"How much?" Three elder step forward, throat hair dry: "I... I didn't hear clearly."

"250 million!" Wan Chong Sheng Jun couldn't help laughing any more. He didn't hide his spirit. Suddenly, the waterfall in front of him was roaring in the sky, and the yellow sand was flying outside the oasis. Many of the monks in Tianjian mountain villa were frightened.

After blinking for a long time, Chiang shook his head for a long time and muttered, "I've seen the ghost..."

The four elders' ears were full of 250 million voices. They breathed heavily and said with red eyes, "Benzhen, I remember that Shuangsheng's spiritual power was only 190 million?"

The three elders thought of something and said in a deep voice: "how many people know this news? In my opinion, 167 million is enough! Protecting Daozi is the first principle! "

"No!" Mr. Jiang had come back to his senses and immediately objected: "Bao Jianfeng has been tempered. Excessive protection is the limit to him! And... If he is in danger, who can protect him? "

The three elder's face turned red. Yes... What's the point of being sentimental? The 250 million super friars feel that they are in danger. Can they intervene?

"There's no need to hide." Wan Chong Sheng Jun said with a smile: "today, the nine true nine difficult gates gather in the immortal city to recruit soldiers. I'm afraid that the news will reach the seven boundaries of Sichuan within today. It's better to be chased and chased than to be born in happiness and die in ignorance. "

"Somebody." With these two words, his voice rolled over the clan like thunder. It was as big as spitting out the grievance of more than 170 years: "open the clan."

"Kaixuannv meets Tianzhen. Welcome back

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Walking through the oasis city around Tianjian villa, you will come to a vast Gobi, which is also the sword forest that Xu Yangyi once walked through.

A streamer is in the lead, and dozens of them follow closely behind him. Xu Yangyi's speed of taking care of them is not too fast, which makes the friars behind him grateful.

It's a great honor to be able to return with the legend of Tianjian villa!

Soon, they stood in front of Tianjian villa. Looking at the familiar sword forest, looking at a 100 meter stone with four towering characters of Tianjian villa on it, Xu Yangyi could not help sighing with emotion.

Where to start and where to end.

This is the first battle of his seven realms, the place where he established power. The swallowing talisman was found in Song Ziyu's relics. Later, he met the ghost monk, killed the four young masters, the king of zhanyan, and finally entered tiragandis in the first battle with Su Xingyao. Now, hundreds of years later, he stands here again.

Hand gently across the stone, at this time, his eyebrows suddenly jump, a sense of being watched spontaneously.

Who's secretly looking at themselves?

He did not look the slightest change, light way: "forget dust?"

"Forget the dust?" All the disciples behind you look at me and I look at you. Finally, a younger martial brother bowed his hand respectfully: "which disciple is this? There has never been a forgetting generation among the sect's disciples. "

Erasure of memory.

Xu Yangyi's emotion is really a masterpiece of Mamen. Now what he is looking at is forgetting dust? Or someone else?Is his only apprentice still alive?

Doubts welled up in his heart, but at this moment, a faint green light suddenly bloomed on his wrist. He immediately raised his eyes and looked around cautiously, but no one seemed to see it.

All the disciples were puzzled to see the elder martial brother standing under the stone tablet of Tianjian mountain villa. They just thought that he felt something in his heart. No one can see that he has quietly lifted up his sleeve robe, and a green light spot suddenly appears on his wrist, which is a kind of traction in the soul and permeates the divine consciousness quietly.

"This is..." he quietly looked at the past, on the palm, another green light spot, very light, is looming in the palm.

Very familiar with

Don't forget Dan Ling immediately run, half a second later, his eyes suddenly a bright.

"It's you..."

"Why don't you come out in person? Your identity should be very high and you have great concerns, so you can only help Dachu and Ziqi quietly. I'm also curious... Which one of the most amazing monks can hide in the Seven Realms for such a long time? "

At this moment, suddenly heard the sound of a clarion call interrupted his thinking, and then the sky. He quietly put down his sleeve robe as if nothing had happened. With a long smile, the voice of Wan Chong Sheng Jun rang out: "come on, everyone, welcome the first one on the list. Let's Tianjian villa Taoist Xu Feng return to the sect!"

Brush brush brush... A black crowd soared into the sky, the gas refining period was carried by the foundation period, the foundation period foot magic weapon, the golden elixir, Yuanying with the virtual wind... The total number of people in the forest was ten thousand, ten thousand treasures soared into the sky, and then, all the friars bowed together, shouting: "welcome to Daozi! Welcome elder martial brother to return! Welcome to the emperor of thunder

"I wish Daozi's magic power is profound, and he won the title of Taixu!"

Sound shock hundred miles, flat volume crazy sand, forming an invisible ring of hot sound waves pushed across the sky.

"Play music, open Xuannv to receive Tianzhen!" Cried old Jiang with dignity.

Wuwuwu... The bleak sound of the trumpet actually brought out the joy. With the drum beating, the sky and the earth jumped, and then a piece of brilliance fell. The whole Gobi of Tianjian mountain villa was like ten thousand Aurora, which was magnificent.

Countless heavenly girls are flying around, lifelike, layers of petals flying in the air, fragrant. There are golden lotus in the ground, and exotic animals with spirit deficiency running in it. The immortal trees spit pearls and the clouds transpiration.

Too many friars had never seen such a scene, and they were addicted to the beautiful scenery, but they didn't wait for them to see it more, and they didn't care whether they could see it or not. Mr. Jiang's voice once again rang out: "this battle is not going to open once, it's enough to be a stone of ten thousand souls. Don't worry, all disciples. Once this array is opened, it will last for a week. "

With his words, as if rehearsed, several carpets made of gold cicada wings, embroidered with dragons and phoenixes, were spread out from the gate, forming 18 immortal cloud arch bridges, white crane auspicious clouds, auspicious beast back flowers, and the whole Gobi gate was full of luxury.

Wan Chong Sheng Jun and all the elders stepped on it, holding a roll of gold scroll in both hands, looking solemn. With a gentle wave of hand, the scroll slowly unfolded under the four characters of Tianjian villa.

"This is..." all Yuanying, and Jindan, who had heard of this scene, were already extremely dignified when the scroll appeared, and then their bodies were excited and trembled.

"Master, what is this?" A friar of Building Foundation asked excitedly. His master had already taken a deep breath with great emotion: "I'm afraid you won't be able to shout Tao in the future."

"Ah?" The disciples around him were shocked.

His eyes had been focused on the scroll, just like the essence. His master said in a trembling voice: "this is the most important scene in the Establishment Ceremony of the little patriarch... Any clan inheritance."

"Even your master and I have just heard of it. I'm so lucky to see it today..."

The scroll has been completely unfolded, with the name of a leader written on it, and the blank is after Wanzhong Shengjun.

Wan Chongsheng, Mr. Jiang spoke out at the same time, speechless and solemn: "monk Xu Feng, the road name of benlei, is 672 years old. If you have a strong weapon, don't show your edge. The mind reflects the brightness of things, but can accept them. "We should be careful of both the Chinese and the foreign countries, and be prepared to deal with them as well as to help the time."

"Today, according to the decision of all the elders of Tianjian mountain villa, benlei was appointed as the 1032nd generation leader of Tianjian mountain villa, which will be performed after Wanzhong left his post. Do you want to be the king of thunder

All eyes were burning at Xu Yangyi. He half knelt on the ground, arched his hands, and solemnly replied, "I'd like to."

Xu Yangyi bit through his fingertips and wrote six big words: Xu Feng, the king of thunder.

No doubt, no jealousy.

Because everything about this man has already exceeded their extravagant expectations. Only those who return to their hearts are honored.

"Good." Wan Zhongsheng solemnly took out a piece of red jade seal, held one side with Mr. Jiang, and forced to cover the scroll.In an instant, the scroll burst into golden light. Xu Yangyi felt that something was connected with his soul. He knew it was cause and effect. Later, the scroll brush laps together, turning into a streamer and flying into the ancestral hall.

As if he had put down the boulder in his heart, Wan Chong Sheng Jun looked a little younger. The more he looked, the more satisfied he was. He stroked his long beard: "all the monks in Tianjian villa."

"The disciple is here!" The voice of tens of thousands of people was deafening.

"Worship the young master!"

Push the golden mountain and pour the jade pillar. If the black cloud is on the top, all the friars will kneel in the void and say in a loud voice: "I've seen the little Lord! From today on, the young patriarch is the leader. I'd like to cut through the thorns for the young master and make progress together! "

The sound resounded all over the sky, shaking up birds.

Little master?

Xu Yangyi looks at the sky with emotion. Now, all the friars on the earth have ascended to the position of little patriarch. In hundreds of years, it will be their era.

Wan Chong Sheng Jun laughs. He has never felt so young. He waves his hand: "come on, let's have a banquet. Today, the clan will not be drunk or return!"

"Slow down!" At this time, a thunderous voice across the sky, the sun hanging sky suddenly dark clouds, day to night.

Xingmang revealed from the thick clouds that the whole Tianjian villa trembled. The boundless fairy fog rolled from the void. It was unspeakable vast, unspeakable magnificent. The tide brought thousands of horses to the mountains, far beyond Xuannv's connection with the sky array. But in the blink of an eye, there was nothing else in the sky except the magnificent fairy fog