The place where Cangsheng Dao gathers its disciples is in the north of Cangsheng Qiong Realm.
At this moment, more than hundreds of people have gathered here, forming square formations, waiting quietly. As for the "talents" of the three sects and six sects, headed by Xie An Luo Shi and several others, they are all bored at this moment.
Count the ants on the ground.
There was another person waiting not far away. He was a middle-aged man in his thirties, standing with his hands behind his hands. The corners of his eyes were twitching constantly at this moment.
Han Fang stood aside silently, looking up at the starry sky, looking at the blazing sun without feeling the glare. However, no one here seemed to have noticed his existence. No one came towards him.
Take a look at it.
It was only at three o'clock in the morning that there was movement on the side of the Taoist Palace. I saw an extremely luxurious carriage, pulled by twelve dragon-horned winged horses, driving leisurely from the gate of the Taoist Palace.
When they came over, the driver was none other than Zong Yuan.
There were hundreds of people here, and there was an uproar immediately. But the middle-aged man in white had anger in his eyes.
I wanted to attack immediately, but I seemed to hear something in my ears. After listening for a while, I had to hold back and say nothing.
There was a deep look of worry on his face. I thought, is there really nothing wrong with letting the people in this car lead these many disciples?
Will the whole army be wiped out at Yancheng Pass? He knows Yuan Jiuchen's ability very well. This group of disciples has always been dangerous in the past, and with such an unreliable guy in charge.
If you are sure of ten stops, you may have already lost seven stops before you even get there.
The disciples in the square formation over there were already talking about it.
"Is the person in this carriage the same Tan Qiu? The new third-generation true successor of Cangsheng Dao Hontang?"
"This person is too arrogant! How dare you come here in a carriage without fear of being scolded by the teacher?"
"Hmph! With his seniority, who in this palace can control him? But this guy doesn't want to take this cloud-turning car and rush to Yancheng Pass, right?"
"Tsk, he's so handsome!"
"This man, I really don't know what to say! The sect is so arrogant, I don't know whether it is a disaster or a blessing--"
Han Fang's eyelids were also twitching, and he was rubbing his eyebrows with a headache.
Rumor has it that this Qiantian Demon King never comes to share joys and sorrows with his soldiers. Every time he goes into battle, he usually gets a big cart and stays comfortably on it.
This style now seems to be ready to be brought to the common people.
After the carriage arrived, Zong Shou walked down from the carriage. His face was green and white, and he was trembling. He seemed about to fall down if the wind blew.
But he seemed to be holding on, and he bowed respectfully to the middle-aged man and said, "I've seen you, sir! I'm late for talking about Qiu, sir, so please forgive me. Because I've been eager to break through the realm recently, Tan Qiu is ill, so I just
If you can travel on a cloud-turning car, please don’t be upset, sir!"
This man was several generations younger than him. Zong Shou didn't know what to call him, so he had to call him Mr.
This Cangsheng Dao Palace is not only the main hall of Cangsheng Dao, but also a school palace. It houses the offices of sacrificial wine, doctors, and academic officials, just like the Imperial Academy of the Central Dynasty.
And this person holds the position of doctor in the Cangsheng Dao Palace.
When the middle-aged man in white heard the words, his appearance finally brightened a little. However, he still looked around with his spiritual sense, and then his eyes were full of strange colors. It was impossible to tell whether Zong Shou was injured or not.
He turned to the side in time to avoid Zong Shou's salute, and then said in a cold voice: "How should I accept the courtesy of Grand Master's uncle? You are here late today. Since there is a reason, all you need to do is explain it clearly.
, I don’t dare to be offended. At this time, everyone has gathered, I don’t know what else to say to Grand Master’s uncle.”
Zong Shou smiled and glanced around. Then his eyes showed a bit of surprise.
This time Cangsheng Dao selected nearly a hundred disciples from the main hall and the three sects and six sects. The strength was indeed very good, and none of them had a strength lower than the sixth level. And elites like Xuan Ye were even more powerful.
It has entered the seventh level.
However, most of these people stood loosely. Everyone had different sentiments and arrogance. At a glance, you could tell that they were just a mob.
What is surprising is the other part. There are about four hundred people, all of a certain age, riding fourth-level silver-scaled wind-walking beasts. Just looking at the aura, they are not all Xuanwu-level experts.
There were twenty spiritual masters inside, and they were all neat and solemn. Even though Zong Shou had just made such a big noise, there was no confusion at all, and there was no whispering among each other.
Could it be that this is the Taoist soldier of the common people?
It is rumored that all major sects, those with stronger strength, have the habit of raising Taoist soldiers.
These people's qualifications are usually only above average, but they have been nurtured by the sect since childhood. Their family members are also taken care of by the sect, and they are often loyal.
Of course, they are not as promising as the hundreds of common people's 'talents' here who can find the road to immortality. But these people are also the indispensable pillars of the sect.
Although these four hundred people were wearing the same armor, the markings were slightly different. The patterns on the surface of those cavalry armors all had the logos of each sect hidden in them.
Among them, the main hall of Cansheng Dao accounted for 150 people, the three sects also had 125 people, and the remaining six sects only had a total of 125 people. Zong Shou's eyes were shining, and he was secretly envious.
This is the foundation of the great sect. For a small Yancheng Pass guard, he casually took out four hundred and six levels of Taoist soldiers!
If he had such strength and commanded it by himself, he would be invincible in Yunlu in the east.
The Cang Sheng Black Dragon Warrior of the Cang Sheng Dao is a powerful Dao soldier who completely crushed the Blood Cloud Cavalry in the past.
Even if there are only three hundred people, he will never take the Lingyun Sect lightly.
He looked greedily at these people up and down, and then when the middle-aged man in white coughed lightly, the sect finally woke up, smiled awkwardly, and turned its eyes back to those 'elite disciples'.
I saw that most of them had expressions of dissatisfaction, and some even had provocative eyes.
Like that Yongqin, his eyes were full of ridicule, obviously eager to cause trouble.
I'm afraid that as soon as he opens his mouth, someone will jump out and make him look bad.
Zong Shou changed his mind and gave up all thoughts of talking. He cupped his fists towards the middle-aged man in white and said, "I don't have anything to say about Qiu. I will do my best during this trip and not let the sect down!"
The middle-aged man in white was startled, and then nodded slightly: "That's fine! It's getting late today, so I'll send you out first!"
When he finished speaking, a silver cover appeared in the hands of the middle-aged man in white. When he threw it upward, it suddenly expanded into a shape of more than a hundred feet in diameter, covering everyone here, including Zong Shou's carriage.
The next moment, all of them disappeared. Han Fang was the only one left, rubbing his forehead and sighing.
"——Junior brother, junior brother, I will listen to you this time. If something happens like this, or if there is any accident, or the disciples suffer too many losses, you and I will both be sinners of the sect, and I, Han Fang, will fight with you
I have risked my life. This junior disciple of the sect is good in everything, and his talent is indeed first-class, but this one is the only one whose actions are always unexpected, which is really hard to understand——"
Think of the seven sanctuary silver ants, the expression of the Korean side is slightly loose. With this natural alien, at least the whole body can be retreated.
※※※※ After the middle -aged white clothes sent everyone out of the donate, they disappeared.
Zong Shou secretly was surprised for a while. With so many elite disciples and lost one or two, it was enough to make a Zongmen distressed for many years. It was really so relieved.
The soul is scattered, and he didn't notice anyone who followed in secret. Naturally, it was possible that he was inadequate and could not be perceived.
Looking at the eyes again, identifying the direction of the sun in the sky.
Then Zong Shou was slightly shrinking his pupils. This orientation should be a area of the west of the central cloud and land.
There is a field of field nearby, and there is no one at all. However, Zong Shouhun knows it, but you can feel that there is a road 20 miles away. From time to time, there are cloud cars. Walking on upside down, there are many pedestrians.
He couldn't help laughing, and he always thought that the entrances and exits of these five major dome were in the deep mountains, but he didn't want to be the densely population.
After a while, these more than 500 people were adapted from the dizziness of the conversion space.
In addition to those four hundred soldiers, the attention of many elite disciples has gained the eyes of him.
Soon after, three people came out of the inside, one of which was Xuanye. The other two were raw faces. If it was not surprising, it should be Xie An and Luo Shi.
Zong Shou has also heard of the rumors of the two recently, which can be recognized about. It is personable, as if the son of the turbid Shijia is Luo Shi. The face is four or four squares.
There is another person who came. It should be the leader of these Taoist soldiers, forty years old, wearing a red armor. The expression was faint, there was no expression.
Only one action means that he will follow his life, but the distance is not very close, and it also reveals a bit of rustic and distrust. After that, Luo Shi approached, he asked with a smile: "Uncle Taishu.
This time, led by you. I wonder what I am now, what should I do? "
The Xuanye and Xie An were silent, and they were waiting for Zong Shou's reply. Zong Shou glanced at this Luo Shi. This guy omitted a too good word. After returning, he would have to tell this person a disrespectful crime.
Something ignored, looking at the leader of the soldier: "Who are you? What is the duty of the duty within the gate?"
Many elite disciples listened with ears. After hearing the words, they almost fell.
It turned out that this wife and uncle and ancestor, even who his own subordinates this time, is unclear.
Even the hundreds of knights are also brushed.
The leader of the soldier had no expression. He raised his hand and said: "