Luo Yingzong led the team this time with Lian Huahun and Qianmo Saint, not the sect leader.
But after all, Luo Yingzong is also the Holy Land God Sect, and Lian Huahun is a saint, and Qianmo Saint is also a giant figure.
Therefore, as soon as it arrived, it attracted countless attention.
Immediately, someone came to see the ceremony.
After all, the critical moment is opened, and it changes instantly, which is very dangerous.
At this time, we need to work together to overcome difficulties. Of course, we must establish a good relationship in advance.
"Guardian of the Eastern Empire, I pay homage to all the seniors of Luo Yingzong!"
The first thing that arrived was Mo Yu brought Lin Yang, Fang Gouyu and Fang Jinlong and Lin Hanqing here.
They were very humble and held the etiquette of disciples.
It was not for the soul of the flower, but for the saint of Qianmo.
She once followed Emperor Taizu Dongfang Run to conquer the world and established an empire. She had a long generation and was extremely respectful in her status.
"The guests are here, and the glory is shining!"
On the side of Luo Yingzong, Lian Huahun and Qianmo Saint will meet in person.
Welcomed by Huang Ling'er and several other disciples, the representatives of the empire boarded Luo Yingzong's flying boat and sat down in a spacious and bright hall.
As a servant, Jiang Tian served tea and stood at the door with a hunched back.
"Um?"
In the seat, Lin Yang sipped tea lightly, subconsciously glanced at Jiang Tian, and suddenly his pupils shrank and a strange light appeared.
"Husband, what's wrong?"
Next to him, Fang Gouyu asked softly.
Ten years of storm, ten years of hardship.
Fang Gouyu witnessed Lin Yang's own eyes from a playboy who jumped away to a mature and steady imperial hero.
Especially after several years of brutal war against the Ten Thousand Demons Palace, Lin Yang killed countless enemies and had already developed a strong and powerful mentality as hard as iron. He was used to being cold and calm, and Mount Tai collapsed before his face remained unchanged.
"fine!"
Lin Yang shook his head gently, looked at Jiang Tian again, and then withdrew his gaze, and his eyes dimmed.
"He gives me a lot of feeling like Mr. Jiang..."
For some reason, when he saw the old man serving tea, he felt a sense of similarity.
However, he quickly pulled this strange idea out of his mind.
After all, the National Master Siqing dared to be enemies of the sects in the world, and was powerful, killed people like numb, and was full of blood and terrifying existence.
And the old man in front of him had no cultivation at all.
Of course, Lin Yang also knew that Jiang Tian used mysterious methods to block his true cultivation and left a backup plan.
But the old man's temples were gray and shrunk, and even his eyes were dull and had no sharp edge. He was completely the kind of person who achieved nothing, encountered walls everywhere, lost hope for fame, fortune and status, gave up fighting, and only wanted to live a peaceful and stable life.
Just an ordinary person.
Cultivation can be concealed, and posture and behavior can be disguised.
But a person's charm cannot be changed.
"Oh, I don't know where Mr. Jiang has gone. Maybe I miss him too much, so I have this illusion..."
Lin Yang was thinking about it in his heart.
Suddenly, the law fluctuated slightly, and the wood was filled with spiritual energy.
A woman in palace clothes and a woman in blue walked in.
"The saint of Qianmo, the saint, pity the flower soul, come!"
"Meet senior!"
Lin Yang and everyone quickly got up to greet him.
"People, please sit down!"
The saint of Qianmo smiled and waved his hand slightly.
"Thank you Senior!"
Everyone sat down.
The Saint Qianmo glanced at everyone, and his eyes looked relieved and said with a smile:
"My girl Mo Yu, you have broken through to the semi-saint realm, which is really gratifying."
"I once heard that you have been stuck at the level of the sixth level of the God Transformation for decades and have not taken any further steps!"
"In the past ten years, you have made great progress. In the past ten years, you have walked the journey that was a hundred years ago!"
"If you break through, another young and powerful saint in the Eastern Empire will be in charge!"
"Thank you for your encouragement!"
Princess Mo Yu bowed deeply, then sighed and said, "Actually, I have to thank Master Siqing for the original time!"
"oh?"
The gentle face of the Saint Qianmo showed curiosity.
"At the beginning, Master Siqing saw that the younger generation was concerned about national affairs and was eager for quick success and instant benefits. His heart was too strong and his devil thoughts were full of thoughts. So he taught the younger generation a set of music scores of the twelve divine sounds of Lang Huan!"
Princess Mo Yu's clear eyes showed a look of longing, and said warmly:
"This song is like the sound of a fairy in heaven. Whether it is played or listened, it can calm the younger generation, eliminate external demons, cleanse and cover up, and see the true self."
"So, each pass will be broken without attacking. Yes, breakthroughs will be natural and effortless!"
This statement fell.
The whole audience was silent.
Several gods of Luo Yingzong all showed shock, and even the beautiful eyes of the flower soul were wide open.
The saint of Qianmo whispered:
"It's natural, and it's effortless... This National Master Siqing is such a talent!"
However, when it comes to Master Siqing, people inevitably remind you of the Zishan Hou who was killed by Jiang Tian himself that day!
And the Zishan Hou Shen Hegu is the descendant of the Saint Qianmo!
"Senior, the Zishan Hou was bewitched by the demon clan and ended up in trouble. I feel deeply regretful and regretful! I hope you can..."
In the seat, Lin Hanqing stood up and bowed, full of apology, and spoke sincerely.
In fact.
Lin Hanqing is a kind and kind person.
From beginning to end, he had no intention of harming others, and he didn't want Zishan Hou to end like this.
However, everyone has their own plans, different camps, and the conflict has reached an unresolvable point!
"Director Lin, don't blame yourself!"
The Saint Qianmo waved his hand and said with a smile:
"I have already taken the bloodline life and death lightly."
"Besides, my life span is so long, and my descendants have already had dozens of veins."
"It's okay to break the Zishan Hou's lineage!"
"After all, it was his Zishan Hou who betrayed the empire and joined the demon clan, and he was the one who took it upon himself!"
Under the seat.
Princess Mo Yu, Lin Hanqing and others all admired it very much. The mind of the saint Qianmo is indeed extraordinary.
At this moment, another news broke out sounded outside the door.
"Tianluo Zong Yan Nanxian and his beloved son Yan Beifei asked for a meeting!"
"There are new customers! We will leave for the time being!"
Mo Yu and Lin Hanqing stood up tactfully.
"Don't worry."
The saint of Qianmo smiled and tried to keep him:
"I am very happy to see that the empire is full of talents. Just chat with me, the old woman for a while!"
"I also want to know about the new Spark Policy and the situation of Spark Academy, which are all treasures left by the National Master Siqing back then!"
"Then I'll be so disturbing!"
Everyone had to sit down.
The Saint Qianmo looked at Lian Huahun and said, "You will be responsible for receiving the Sect Girl, Tianluo Sect!"
"Uncle Master, no problem!"
Lian Huahun smiled slightly and said:
"Fellow Daoist Yan Nanxian came here, and in addition to visiting him with courtesy, he should be looking for a dual-cultural partner for his son!"
The Saint Qianmo was slightly stunned and said in surprise: "I heard that Yan Beifei married Zhao Feifei?"
"That's true. However, Yan Beifei wants to find another concubine to help him practice!"
Pity Flower Soul:
"My female practitioner in my sect majors in wood-based practice, nourishing thousands of laws, has always been the most popular, so..."
When the Saint Qianmo heard this, he frowned:
"Then you have to say your love and my wishes."
"Last time Yang Dingtian wanted to marry Huang Ling'er, why did I hear that Huang Ling'er was actually not willing!"