After hearing Mu Sheng's words, Chu Yue and Shen Xuan, the elders, all looked at Mu Sheng who was talking with dignity and grace.
Chu Yue gently stroked his chin with his fingertips, his sagacious eyes flashed across the star-like light, secretly thinking about Mu Sheng's hidden meaning.
Logically speaking, the trial involving the Netherworld disciples and the Hundred-Story Demon Suppression Platform was discussed by the headmaster, the dean and the elders.
On the surface, the position of the Shenxuan priest is equal to that of the senator, but if the matter is of great importance, he is the first choice for the senator.
Now Mu Sheng has become the third-in-command in the academy, discussing with Headmaster Lou and Song Qingshan in private!
Chu Yue curled her red lips and sneered.
Obviously, the Tianfu royal family behind Mu Sheng's high position in Shenxuan played a major role!
On the left, Yun Huan frowned and said, "What kind of trouble does Witch Mu want to do?"
Chu Yue raised her eyebrows and said nothing, quietly observing the changes.
At this time, the night is dark, the moon is bright and the wind is clear, and the stars are embedded in the sky covered with mysterious gauze, like the light of fireworks.
The dancers, piano players, and maids in the Youge all bowed and left in unison, leaving only the guests in the courtyard, all of whom were distinguished people.
Chu Yue silently stroked the wine glass, her eyes were cold and she looked sharply sideways.
I saw hundreds of soldiers of the Judgment Army, wearing sacred golden armor and holding cold weapons in their hands. They lined up neatly and orderly and surrounded the entire You Pavilion.
Suddenly, the atmosphere became solemn and the wind roared!
Chu Yue closed her eyes lightly, tapping the table rhythmically with her long fingers hanging on the table, quietly using Shennong's power to carefully count the guards surrounding You Pavilion.
"Five hundred and sixty-two."
Chu Yue raised her eyes and murmured softly.
The total number of Judgment Army soldiers inside and outside Youge is five hundred and sixty-two!
"Priest Mu, what do you mean?"
Captain Liu crossed his arms across his chest and asked, "As the saying goes, everyone who comes is a guest. Is this the way Priest Mu treats guests?"
"Commander Liu, please don't get angry."
Mu Sheng smiled and said: "The trial army came here not to be hostile to us, but to temporarily isolate the outside world to avoid leaking the news. It would be more of a loss than a gain."
"Since it's an important matter, why don't we leave first while I'm waiting for the outsiders," Liu Bingchang said.
"Everyone who comes to my secluded pavilion is an honored guest, how can they be outsiders?" Mu Sheng said: "And the opening of the Hundred-story Demon Suppressing Platform is coming soon, so we may need the help of Captain Liu and Master Mu."
Captain Liu rubbed his brows, leaned back casually on the chair, said nothing, and waited with interest for Mu Sheng's next words.
Mu Sheng smiled and said nothing, glancing at the girl in red from the corner of his eye.
It happened that Chu Yue looked over and looked at each other.
Those eyes are like winter snow, hiding a bone-chilling chill, and like a ghost crawling out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of bones, with a sharpness that can penetrate people's hearts and even their souls!
Mu Sheng was secretly shocked.
boom--
Footsteps sounded again.
Along with it, there is also the majestic and vigorous power of martial arts.
A group of dozens of people, wearing purple and black robes embroidered with the hidden dragon totem, stepped forward.
These people all have a black half-moon mark between their eyebrows, and they wear gilt medals with the word "Netherworld" engraved on their shoulders.
On his body, he wore a jet black cloak.
The cloak was blowing without the wind, making hunting noises, and the expressionless young faces exuded a solemn aura that was different from ordinary people.
The leader was a tall woman, wearing a dark mask that covered the left side of her face, and the exposed right side of her face was extremely beautiful.
What is more distinctive about her is that she wears a blood-red cloak, which looks as beautiful as a victory flag.
The woman's left ear was broken in half.
The broken part is woven with fine gilt to create exquisite and beautiful earrings.
She has the air of a leader all over her body.
He led everyone to walk in front of the master, clasped his fists and nodded, lowering his head without bowing his waist, and said with an evil voice: "Netherworld disciple Thirty-Six Sha, left the Martial Arts Palace and came to pay homage to the master."
Hearing this, Chu Yue was thoughtful.
Thirty-six evil spirits——
As the name suggests, it is the thirty-six disciples gathered into a small group in the Nether Palace.
Chu Yue glanced at it again, her eyes filled with Shen Nong's power silently, and her eyes became sharper.
Then, I was shocked!!
These thirty-six Netherworld disciples are all above the Martial Master Realm.
Moreover, their military bodies are solid and their weapons are superior. They are all real strength without any bells and whistles based on accumulation of pills.
Chu Yue looked at this group of people with a solemn expression.
Shenxuan is the first of the top ten colleges.
Including the disciples who work as odd jobs, there are hundreds of thousands of them.
Among these disciples, the Nether Disciples are the strongest and the most terrifying!
The headmaster sat in a high position, looked at this group of extremely powerful Nether disciples with a smile, and said: "As Priest Mu said, this time the Nether disciples will participate in the competition of the top ten academies. Before that, they have to compete with the other disciples.
Let’s join the trial of the Hundred-layered Demon Suppressing Platform together!”
Chu Yue whispered to herself: "In previous years, no Nether disciples participated in the competitions of the ten major colleges."
"It's not just a college competition."
Yun Huan took over the conversation and said in a deep voice: "Even in the trial of the Hundred-story Demon Suppression Platform, the Netherworld disciples were alone, but this time they have to be together with all the disciples."
"If something goes wrong, there must be a monster." Chu Yue looked calm, her eyes as cold as water.