Saint Yunxi, Song Siyi has naturally heard about this most amazing woman in the Eastern Wasteland for a long time.
This was the first time she came to Donghuang and the first time she saw Saint Yunxi. At this moment, she was about to walk out with Gu Jianchen and talk to Saint Yunxi, but she heard Saint Yunxi say something to her.
The title of Shepherd made me feel shocked.
Not only her, but also Gu Jianchen and the other three young men accompanying Gu Jianchen could not help but look surprised.
How could this person, who had been following Mo Wangchen and was called a maid by Song Siyi before, allow a strange woman like Saint Yunxi to call her sister?
"Shepherd..."
While being surprised, Gu Jianchen reacted immediately and felt that the name was very familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before.
"Are you the Young Pavilion Master Shepherd of Donghuang Baibao Pavilion?"
Song Siyi's complexion changed, words were ready to come out, and she looked at the other party with disbelief.
"If there is no second Hundred Treasures Pavilion in Donghuang, I should be the young pavilion master you think of." Mu Ling glanced at her and spoke calmly.
Hearing this, Song Siyi's face became even more ugly, and at the same time she felt a little frightened in her heart.
She never thought that the woman following Mo Wangchen was actually the famous Young Pavilion Master of Baibao Pavilion!
I just said that the other party is a maid, and there are many ways to look down on her, both in her words and in her behavior.
However, the reality was completely unexpected.
The Baibao Pavilion is spread all over the Eastern Wasteland, and has a collection of countless rare treasures in the world. It is said to have the greatest financial resources in the four major wilderness areas in the world, and no one can match it.
As the Young Pavilion Master, the position of the shepherd should be noble, not much worse than those of the Saint Sons and Saint Daughters, and everyone knows that her own strength is not weak, enough to compare with all the Saint Sons, she is a real Saintess level
The proud daughter of heaven with fighting prowess.
It is no exaggeration to say that the status of Song Siyi, the senior sister of Wenxin Palace, is equivalent to being ordinary in front of others. Even if the current master of Wenxin Palace comes, he can only treat Mu Ling politely.
Dare to be proud.
"What's wrong?"
Saint Yunxi frowned slightly, noticing that the atmosphere was a little unusual, and couldn't help but ask.
"It's nothing. This Miss Song from Wenxin Palace wanted to compete with me on stage, but I refused. She must be a little unhappy." Mu Ling smiled, and her words made Song Siyi even more embarrassed.
With my own strength, if I really go on stage to compete with Mu Ling, what's the difference between it and looking for abuse?
"Junior Sister Song has an upright temperament and has always been outspoken. She was very offensive just now. Please, Young Pavilion Master, please don't argue with her." Gu Jianchen smiled bitterly and had no choice but to stand up.
Not to mention Song Siyi, even she had to lower her profile in front of Mu Ling, the young master of the Baibao Pavilion.
At the same time, he was extremely surprised. Saintess Yunxi and a shepherd, two peerless and proud women of the Eastern Wasteland, all seemed to have an excellent relationship with Mo Wangchen, which was a bit unbelievable.
"The grand ceremony is about to be held. A banquet has been set up in the back mountain. It is divided into two places. The older generation of masters are sitting at the same table. We young people are gathering with Holy Son Xuantian. Almost everyone who should be there has arrived. We will go there now.
Bar."
Saint Yunxi didn't pay too much attention to these trivial matters and spoke directly.
Everyone nodded, and then under her leadership, they started heading towards the back mountain.
When I arrived at the venue, I looked around and saw that a dense crowd of people had gathered here.
The banquet was divided into two sides, and on the left were gathered the older generation of masters from all over the world, the elders of major holy places, and the heads of ancient aristocratic families.
Sitting on the right are some young faces, top talents from various forces.
The arrangement of seats is very regular. The higher the status and the stronger the strength, the further forward the seat will be. In order to avoid embarrassment, when he first arrived here, Gu Jianchen took Song Siyi and others with Mo Wang.
Chen said goodbye and went to find a seat alone.
Saint Yunxi led Mo Wangchen and Mu Ling to the empty seats in the front row. Looking around, there were only a few people sitting here, including men and women.
The auras of these people were obviously much stronger than those of the other young people present.
"This is the rising star of Donghuang, Mo Wangchen?"
"Saint Yunxi, the Young Pavilion Master of the Baibao Pavilion, shepherd, is so grand. How virtuous and capable this person is, to be able to sit with these two peerless women."
The arrival of Mo Wangchen and the others immediately attracted the attention of many people present, who all looked at them.
"Brother Mo!"
At the front position, Zhang Tianhua had already entered the scene. When he saw Mo Wangchen arriving, he couldn't help but stand up to greet him and arranged the three people in positions beside him.
"We haven't seen each other for several months, but Brother Mo is still as charming as ever." Zhang Tianhua said with a smile. If Mo Wangchen hadn't helped him in the Tomb of the God of Chaos, he would have been besieged and killed by the masters of the five major families.
After leaving Luanshen Tomb, Xuantian Sect also approached the five major families to question the matter, but they all denied it.
"Congratulations to Brother Zhang, you are now the Holy Son of Xuantian. In a few days, your name will be spread throughout the world." Mo Wangchen also cupped his hands and said with a smile.
Zhang Tianhua smiled bitterly and shook his head, "As a Holy Son, I am under great pressure to do what I do. I only have the name of the Holy Son but do not have the power of the Holy Son, which inevitably makes people a little uneasy."
He is not modest. Zhang Tianhua knows very well that although he is a top-notch prodigy in the Eastern Wilderness and Northern Territory, looking at the entire world, compared with the saints in the world, his strength is still at least several levels behind.
"Brother Zhang, there is no need to be like this. Just keep your mind at ease." The Holy Son Ziji was also sitting not far from Zhang Tianhua. At this moment, he couldn't help but reached out and patted the other man's shoulder.
"Um?"
While the two were talking, Mo Wangchen noticed the presence of a young man in the field.
When he looked around, he found that the other party was also looking at him at the moment.
"You are very familiar." Mo Wangchen said calmly, but actually he was extremely surprised in his heart.
Because the appearance of this young man was not unfamiliar to him.
During the nine hundred years when he fell into reincarnation, he had a total of five disciples, the eldest disciple Shi Yu, the second disciple Ji Lin, the holy son of Tianhai Sect.
The third disciple, Gu Wei, majored in swordsmanship, and the fourth disciple, Jing Yun, possessed the Luo Shen Body, and was now Yun Wenjing, the son of Emperor Yun.
The fifth disciple, Yao Yuntian, is the little king of the ancient Tianyao clan.
Of these five disciples, Mo Wangchen has now found Shi Yu, Jing Yun, and Yao Yuntian.
The remaining Gu Wei and Ji Lin, the Holy Son of Tianhai, have no clue.
At this moment, the young man in front of me has exactly the same appearance as Ji Lin!