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Chapter 441

Butian Pavilion, as one of the holy places in the wilderness, has unfathomable heritage.

It is one of the most mysterious and powerful religions on this earth. Correspondingly, their admissions standards are also extremely strict.

In order to be able to select real geniuses, Butian Pavilion sends out some envoys every year to travel throughout the wilderness and major tribes to personally select some highly qualified children, bring them back to Butian Pavilion, and train them personally.

The journey to Butian Pavilion is long, but it is not too troublesome for Tang Xuanming, who has already reached the Cave Heaven realm and whose strength is improving by leaps and bounds every moment.

What really troubles Tang Xuanming is that it's not yet time for Butian Pavilion to officially recruit students.

Shi Hao was still growing up in the wilderness. He had not yet come out of the wilderness, so the Butian Pavilion was naturally not opened.

But this is just a small annoyance to Tang Xueming, who is familiar with everything.

There are many people on the way to Butian Pavilion. From time to time, you can see elixirs that have grown for hundreds or even thousands of years on the cliff. For ordinary people, they are extremely valuable treasures. For practitioners,

Say, the same is true.

But no one dares to pick here, because everything here is monitored by the big shots of Butian Pavilion.

In front of the huge mountain gate, two stone mountains stand side by side. It is not known whether they were formed naturally or were transformed by manpower.

Standing in front of the Butian Pavilion, it looks majestic and majestic, making everyone who comes here admire it.

All the people who come to Butian Pavilion to pay their respects can only go so far and cannot move forward.

Going forward is the interior of Butian Pavilion, and no one else can enter at all.

"One of the holy places, really admirable."

"Only a holy place like Butian Pavilion, which has been handed down from ancient times, can be so oppressive."

"It's really fascinating. I wish I could practice in it."

A group of people stood by and marveled, but they stopped there.

Tang Xuanming glanced at the simple mountain gate, strode forward, passed many people, and appeared in front of the mountain gate.

There are no guards at the gate of Butian Pavilion, but this does not mean that Butian Pavilion can enter and exit at will, nor does it mean that Butian Pavilion's defense is lax.

Tang Xuanming, who was close to the mountain gate, could feel the runes one after another in front of the mountain gate. The densely packed runes made people feel suffocated.

Even before he got close, Tang Xuanming's skin tensed up and a layer of tiny pimples appeared on his skin, which was instinctively warning him.

"An extremely powerful restriction. There is no way to enter without the corresponding tokens or runes."

Tang Xuanming was amazed in his heart, but also felt that it was natural.

The Butiange Mountain gate control is usually invisible, but will show its terrifying power in times of real crisis.

"Hey, could it be said that this is a person practicing inside Butian Pavilion?"

Tang Xuanming, who looked seven or eight years old in animal skins, had just walked out of the crowd and stood upright in front of the mountain gate of Butian Pavilion, surprising a group of people.

Some people even took the initiative to approach Tang Xuanming and wanted to get closer.

"This young man looks extraordinary at first glance. He is destined to be a great figure and will shine in the entire history of spiritual practice in the future."

"Yes, I don't know if I'm getting married. I have a girl here who is a good-natured girl, who is just right for me."

When Tang Xuanming heard this, he felt a little uneasy. When he turned around and saw a man who looked like a chimpanzee, black from head to toe, and covered in chest hair, the corner of his mouth twitched twice, and he pretended not to listen.

When you reach the same point, continue to look at the ancient gate of Butian Pavilion.

The crowd was continuing to tout in order to establish a relationship with the disciples of Butian Pavilion, but some knowledgeable people sneered on the spot and said in a arrogant manner.

"Disciples of Butian Pavilion all wear uniform clothes when going out, but they will not come here wearing tattered animal skins.

Moreover, the young disciples of Butian Pavilion will not go in and out alone, and will be protected by corresponding elders. He is not a disciple of Butian Pavilion, right? Little brother."

The person who spoke and explained was a young man. His face was full of pride. He couldn't stand the kneeling and licking of this group of people. Finally, he asked Tang Xuanming in a teasing way.

Tang Xuanming nodded unabashedly and said: "I am indeed not a disciple of Butian Pavilion..."

The crowd was immediately in an uproar and took the initiative to approach Tang Xuanming. The few people who kept praising him suddenly had unlucky looks on their faces, as if they had stepped on dog shit.

Among them, the one with a better temper had a stern look on his face and returned to the crowd.

Those with a bad temper even scolded them directly.

"Where did this wild boy come from? He ran to Butian Pavilion to hold a big clove of garlic before his hair even grew. Be careful of being beaten to death one day."

Tang Xuanming's expression did not change. He glanced at the one who spoke. The young man with thin cheeks and a face that looked more like a monkey than a human stared back. He opened his mouth and cursed: "What's the matter? Not convinced, uncle..."

"puff!"

Tang Xuanming narrowed his eyes slightly, and the powerful mental power was shot out like an arrow. The thin-faced young man turned pale at that time, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The people around were immediately in an uproar.

"Whose child is this?"

"It's so terrifying. Just one look at it can make a person in the blood-moving realm vomit blood."

"You hurt people in public in public, don't you take us seriously?"

The young man's friend stared at him on the spot, raised his big palm-like hand, and aimed to hit Tang Xuanming's face.

"It is impossible for such a young person to have such terrifying strength. He must have used the exotic treasure to be able to launch such a powerful attack despite his age. If I get it..."

His hands were blood red, with the luster of runes shining faintly. They looked light and airy, but they used all his strength.

Tang Xuanming stood there numbly, and the people around him were some distance away from him.

Some people couldn't see it, but they had no choice but to roar.

"That's just a child..."

"Child, it's the child that I want to take action against. If a mature adult were to use a rare treasure here, I would have to consider whether to take action. Now a child carrying a mountain of treasures is walking in front of me. Let him go.

That is my biggest loss."

The short and stocky young man's eyes were cold, staring at Tang Xuanming as if he were looking at a dead person. He was already planning to take the opportunity to take away the child's body, so that he could collect the treasures calmly.

"Hey, he doesn't even know how to hide. Sure enough, the blow just now has exhausted his energy."

The stocky young man thought she had grasped all the barriers. She was already imagining traveling around the world with the exotic treasure, but she found that something was wrong with the touch of her hands.

"Hey, why hasn't that child vomited blood yet?"

As soon as the doubts in his heart arose, the short and stocky young man saw a ray of light, a brilliant light.

After the light shone, he felt that his field of vision continued to rise. Doubts arose in his heart, and then he felt that his field of vision kept falling, and a headless corpse gushing blood was slowly falling to the ground in front of him.

"Why does that corpse look familiar? It looks like my body!"

This was his last thought.


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