Chapter 402

In the center of the Xiantian Palace, there is a majestic palace, the most magnificent in the whole palace, and the momentum dominates the overall situation. It is the Fuxi Palace.

All major matters in the palace are discussed in the Fuxi Palace, which is the hub of the Xiantian Palace.

There are eight golden bells hanging outside the hall, and one of the golden bells is ringing at this time.

Inside the hall is a huge picture of innate gossip, which are separated in all directions and have eight seats.

The main seat is not facing south and facing north, but in the center of the main hall, nine feet higher than all directions. The furnishings on it are simple, only a futon and four incense burners.

Among the seats in all directions, there are currently three empty seats in the north, northwest and southeast.

On the other five seats, there is an imposing elder of the Xiantian Palace, and behind them, there are disciples standing in twos and threes.

Everyone held their breath and listened quietly to the bell.

The bell rang six times to give up.

On the dome of the main hall, a piece of brilliance was sprinkled.

The radiance condensed into a tangible staircase, extending from mid-air to the main seat in the center of the hall.

A woman who appeared to be in her thirties or forties, with a graceful temperament, walked down the stairs at a leisurely pace, then came to the center of the four incense burners, and sat down on the futon.

On the five seats around, the five elders who had been sitting quietly stood up at this moment and bowed to the center together.

"See Palace Master."

The contemporary palace master of the Xiantian Palace, Shan Jing, who "overrides the universe", nodded slightly: "Excuse me."

The five elders immediately sat down together.

The Master of the Xiantian Palace said: "Today's topic is about my palace Chenghe growing old, and the ancient god religion Chen Luoyang."

"Jiebo Wuding" Cheng He in the Xiantian Palace, although his status is not as important as that of the elders of Bafang, and he is usually low-key, but as a member of the elders' association and a strong man in the realm of martial arts, the Xiantian Palace naturally cannot take his fall lightly. Of.

"Chen Luoyang of the vast land of Shenzhou is extremely mysterious. In the realm of Emperor Wu of the fifteenth realm, the ancient god religion has been established as the unprecedented deputy leader. The reason behind it is intriguing." On the seat in the southwest direction, Elder Xunfeng Le Zhengbo said.

He eloquently said: "The information we have so far is that those who came to the vast land of Shenzhou with Junior Brother Cheng at that time included four giants, Abbot Xiaoxitian, Sword Master Beiming, Master Fusang Island, and Master Canglong Island. The Immortal, the Blood River Patriarch, the Emperor Chu, and the leader of the Ancient God Sect also all took action, but in the end Chen Luoyang was safe and sound, and he showed up in Zhengyang City, the capital of the West Qin Emperor a few days ago."

Everyone in the Xiantian Palace knew the fact that the Wu Emperors from all sides went down to the world of mortals, and the whole army was wiped out in the vast land of Shenzhou.

The reason why many holy land descendants of the fifteenth level came to the vast land of Shenzhou is thanks to the treasures of their innate palace.

Among them are the descendants of Xuehe, the descendants of Tianhe, the royal family of Nanchu, the descendants of Xiaoxitian, and the descendants of Fusang Island.

In the end, they all fell because of Chen Luoyang, and Xiao Xitian even lost a precious treasure, the Ksitigarbha Wheel.

Because of a piece of heavenly scriptures, when all the giants finally made their move, they were able to give this Chen Luoyang a free life, and he was still at ease, which made everyone feel unbelievable.

Even though Beiming Sword Master and Canglong Island Master assisted the leader of the Ancient God Sect, and the three giants joined forces to protect Chen Luoyang, the opposing lineup was even stronger.

Whether Chen Luoyang was safe and sound was almost becoming an unsolved mystery in the world of mortals.

On the Zhengnan seat, the old man dressed in black said lightly, "It's better not to be too hasty about this son."

"What Senior Brother You said is true." Elder Li Huo on the Zhengdong seat said, "However, it's a bit strange for Junior Brother Cheng to leave the world of mortals without saying a word."

Elder Xunfeng Lezheng said: "Junior Brother Shan's words are strange. Junior Brother Cheng is only thinking about the palace. He heard that there are fragments of heavenly scriptures missing, so he went to the world of mortals to look for them. Although it is reckless, why is it so strange?"

Elder Li Huo hesitantly said: "Is it for this palace, or for Nanchu..."

On the central seat, the Xiantian palace lord cut off and said: "There is no reason to speculate, so don't bring it up."

"Yes, Palace Master." Elder Li Huo immediately kept silent.

In the due west position, Elder Kanshui Shen Tuhou spoke calmly at this moment.

"This palace is located in the territory of Southern Chu, so it is necessary to deal with the people of Southern Chu, Junior Brother Cheng is good at communication, and indeed has more contacts with people of Southern Chu, it is inevitable to cause some gossip.

However, he always has his heart towards the palace, has selfless thoughts, plans for the palace, and does not care about the slander of his personal reputation. Now that he is no longer around, but he still has to be slandered by others, it is really heartbreaking. "

Elder Lihuo sneered when he heard the words, and then he heard the other party continue to say: "Old man Menglang, please forgive me, if it is someone else, but a scum who completely puts his personal interests above the innate palace to slander Cheng I really can't see the name of my junior brother behind me."

His words were abrupt and sharp, like a sudden thunderstorm.

Elder Lihuo's face changed suddenly when he heard the words: "Shentu, keep your mouth clean, can you be easy to bully when you are an old man?"

"It's you, Shansong, who is easy to bully when you are an old man." From the southwest position, Elder Xunfeng Le Zhengbo spoke slowly.

He stood up: "The poor old man has been searching for decades, and finally got a satisfactory successor, but because he blocked your grandson's way, he actually asked you, Lao Shansong, to do it himself."

Lihuo Elder Shan Song shouted angrily: "Le Zhengbo, why are you crazy?"

On the northeast seat, the elder Zhenlei, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke at this moment, his voice was like a thunderbolt, shaking the audience immediately: "Brother Le, please be careful with what you said just now, you can't just say it in vain."

Elder Xunfeng Le Zhengbo's expression was heavy, and there was a hint of sadness in his eyes: "Brother Priest, Zhang Mao, the successor of the old man, you should still have an impression."

Elder Zhenlei said: "That's right, it's true that the talents are amazing, but it's a pity that heaven is jealous of talents. If they don't die early, they may not be worse than Nanchu Cheng Yingtian now."

"The pastor's brother is absurd. If the old closed-door disciple can really live to this day, he can't say for sure." Elder Xunfeng Le Zhengbo said: "But at least, it can be cultivated, isn't it true? "

He looked up to the sky and sighed: "It's a pity, it's a pity that he is about the same age as Shan Song's grandson, but his seniority is a little higher.

If it wasn't for the old man who was overjoyed to see him and accepted him as a disciple himself, but transferred his disciples to accept him, perhaps he would not have such a fatal disaster. "

Elder Shen Tuhou of Kanshui said: "Brother Le, this is a mistake. With Zhang Mao's talent, he is superior to Shan Song's grandson, Shan Zhongjie. Poison hand, if not, how will Shan Song pave the way for his grandson?"

Lihuo Elder Shan laughed back angrily: "Shentu, are you arguing for your own grandson? Unfortunately, he is not Zhongjie's opponent."

"If it weren't for this, I'm afraid Jing would have been murdered by your Shan family long ago, causing the old man to send a white-haired man to a black-haired man." Kanshui Elder Shentu said generously.

"Senior Brother Shentu, you've gone too far." Elder Zhenlei said, "Brother Le has closed his disciples, so it's understandable to say a few more words in a heartbroken heart. If you talk nonsense again, don't blame me for offending you."

Elder Lihuo Shansong shouted: "Zhang Mao is an outstanding disciple of this palace, with outstanding talent and unlimited potential. Unfortunately, he passed away early, and I feel very sorry, but this does not mean that I will be slandered by you and others out of thin air!"

The smell of gunpowder in the hall is getting stronger.

Only the Xiantian palace lord in the central seat and the Haoshou old man in the Zhengnan seat had calm expressions as before, as if they were deaf to the quarrel.

"Out of thin air? Slander?" Elder Xunfeng Le Zhengbo looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "If there is no real evidence, how would I know that it was a good thing done by you Shansong!"

He laughed shrilly, and raised his hand to reveal a black shadow.

Everyone looked at it intently, but it turned out to be an incomplete gossip plate.

"This is the treasure that the old man bestowed on Zhang Mao back then." Le Zhengbo flicked it with his fingers, and a scene was suddenly reflected on the gossip board.

In the picture, with the expressionless face of Lihuo Elder Shansong, he slapped him with a palm.

"The counterfeit is as good as the real thing."

Lihuo Elder Shan Song sneered disdainfully.

Elder Xunfeng Le Zhengbo stopped talking, and raised his hand to Elder Zhenlei.

The sneer on Shansong's face did not change, but his eyes sank slightly.

After Elder Zhenlei was silent for a long while, he opened his mouth slowly: "Senior Brother Shan..."

"Brother Priest, I have always admired your cultivation strength." Lihuo Elder Shan Song said, "But in this world, there are also a few high-level people who don't use their skills in the right place, but only engage in crooked ways. road."

Elder Zhenlei was slightly silent when he heard the words.

He naturally knew that a small number of people cheated and might hide it from his eyes.

Elder Zhenlei's eyes moved between the old man Haoshou who was seated in the south, and the master Xiantian who was seated in the center.

"Shan Song is the younger brother of the Palace Master, and Shanzhong Jie is the nephew of the Palace Master. I ask the Palace Master to avoid suspicion about today's matter." Elder Kanshui Shen Tuhou said slowly.

Lihuo Elder Shansong sneered and said, "Okay, the fox's tail is finally exposed!"

He yelled at Elder Zhenlei: "Brother Priest, is there anything you don't understand now? Besides You Hao, who else here would forge things to deceive you, and have the ability to hide it from your eyes and ears!"

On the Zhengnan seat, the head of the Presbyterian Council of the Xiantian Palace, Qiantian Elder You Hao, had neither joy nor anger on his face, the old god was there, and he didn't say a word.

"Li Huo, don't make any noise." The Palace Master said at this time.

Lihuo Elder Shansong immediately stopped talking.

The Palace Master looked at Qiantian Elder You Hao: "Speak directly if you have something to say."

Elder Xunfeng Le Zhengbo said: "This palace is not like Southern Chu, Western Qin, and Eastern Zhou. It should not be determined by blood, and only capable people should live there.

I have no other intentions, I just hope that the importance of the family will not be above the first palace..."

"I didn't ask you." The Palace Master said indifferently.

The voice was not high, but Le Zhengbo was silenced in an instant.

"Junior Brother Yue's words, I feel the same way."

The head of the elders of the Xiantian Palace, Qiantian Elder You Hao spoke at this time.

As his voice sounded, Elder Xunfeng Le Zhengbo suddenly felt the pressure disappear like a mountain, and breathed a sigh of relief.

You Hao, dressed in black and with a bright head, got up slowly, stood with his hands behind his back, and calmly looked at Shan Jing, the palace lord in the center.

"The only ones who can do it, this statement also includes Senior Brother You yourself?" The palace owner said indifferently.

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