Mo Wangchen did not enter the other courtyard, but walked around in Feixue Pavilion.
Listening to the discussions of the people around him, he learned a lot of useful information.
Yao Buliang has arrived a long time ago, and is now somewhere in Feixue Pavilion. On the west side, the Chu family's holy son Chu Youtian, the reincarnation of Sakyamuni, also arrived here two days ago.
"Huh?"
Suddenly, the crowd exclaimed and saw a figure rushing outside the Feixue Pavilion Mountain Gate. Everyone turned to look.
"Northern Divine Body Wu Lingfeng!"
"He's here too! Rumor has it that he has reached the fifth stage of Nirvana. Apart from Mo Wangchen, who has the divine king body, among the younger generation in Tiannan, the only ones who can compete with Wu Lingfeng are Yao Wuliang and Sakyamou of Xitu.
Are you okay?"
"Three years ago, Chu Youtian and Wu Lingfeng fought to a draw. When Lingshan opened the Starry Sky Ancient Road, one of the first batch of geniuses from outside the region was named Yin Youque. Chu Youtian was suppressed by Yin Youque.
Not long ago, Yin Youque was tied with Wu Lingfeng, and now Chu Youtian is already far behind Wu Lingfeng."
"It seems that the true dragon body is indeed powerful. Even if Chu Youtian has the blood of the Great Emperor, now three years later, he can no longer compare with Wu Lingfeng."
"Have you heard? Xiaopeng King Zhou Tong is also here today."
"Xiao Peng King Zhou Tong? Who is that?" A genius from outside asked in confusion.
A Tiannan genius explained, "Zhou Tong, the genius of the Zhou family in the North Ming Dynasty, carries the bloodline inheritance of the ancient Kunpeng. When the ancestor Zhou Changsheng died, the Zhou family chose to live in seclusion. Unexpectedly, Zhou Tong now...
Out for a walk again."
The Zhou family had already secluded themselves from the world before the Zhuxian Sword turmoil. Later, the Zhuxian Sword was destroyed by Ling Changkong, and Tiannan removed the barrier and opened up the ancient starry sky road. Before that, the outside world had not been connected with Tiannan.
Except for people from Tiannan, not many people outside the region know the name Zhou Tong.
"After all, he is a genius who is expected to become emperor in this life, so how can he be willing to fade out of sight? But now, there is no powerful saint in the Zhou family, but Zhou Tong still dares to come out and walk around. Isn't he afraid of being killed by the God King?"
"Now that Zhou Tong has arrived, I naturally have something to rely on. Two days ago, I saw him walking with Yao Wuliang."
"Descendant of the Demon Emperor?" Everyone was surprised, and then they suddenly realized, "Zhou Tong has the blood of the ancient Kunpeng. From a certain point of view, he is the same person as the Demon Clan. Now the God King Body and the Demon Clan are immortal.
No end, Zhou Tong is smart enough to get together with the demon clan."
"Wu Lingfeng is coming down!" Amid the discussion among the crowd, Wu Lingfeng, who had just arrived in the sky, looked around for a moment and saw the presence of Mo Wangchen, who came down.
"You're here too." Wu Lingfeng was slightly surprised. Donghuang is the territory of the demon clan. He originally thought that Mo Wangchen would not come.
"How could you not come to such a grand event?" Mo Wangchen responded with a smile.
"Who is that person? It seems that he is not very strong, but he actually got Wu Lingfeng to take the initiative to talk to him?"
"Is he also a figure at the level of the Holy Son?" someone said in surprise.
"White...God King Body?!"
"What? He is Mo Wangchen, the Piaomiao Holy Son?"
Everyone's faces were shocked. Although Mo Wangchen's reputation is widely spread throughout Tiannan, in comparison, he still spends too little time walking around, so not many people recognize him.
"Not long ago, he just killed a powerful holy man from the demon clan, and he still dares to come here?"
"Hey! In the past, there were a total of five powerful saints in the demon clan, but none of them were able to deal with the divine king's body. Now, one of them was pierced through the head by Lin Tianwang with the Zhuge Divine Halberd. Not long ago, another one was stabbed in the head.
Mo Wangchen killed him, and now there are only three saints left in the Monster Clan. What’s more, this is Feixue Pavilion, and the Divine King Body has been invited here, what can the Monster Clan do to him?"
"Having said that, the demon clan is still an overlord-level existence in the Eastern Wasteland after all. I still remember that at the beginning, God King Ti announced that as long as he killed a demon clan's holy master, he would be rewarded with a sacred medicine from the Emperor's Meteor Mountains.
At that time, many powerful people were attracted and gathered outside the gate of the Demon Clan."
"Later, a soaring aura broke out among the demon clan, frightening away all the strong men gathered outside the mountain gate. Rumor has it that the demon clan awakened an ancestor-level figure with the cultivation of the peak saint!"
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Amid the discussion among the people, Mo Wangchen and Wu Lingfeng were about to leave here, but suddenly, a divine rainbow appeared in the sky behind them.
"Huh? Brother Mo is here too?"
The person who came was a young man, and it turned out to be Chen Yihao, the holy son of the Chen family in the West.
"Everyone else is gathering at the back of Feixue Pavilion, next to Feixue Waterfall. I saw Brother Wu arriving before, so I came here on behalf of him and wanted to invite Brother Wu to come over and get together. I didn't expect Brother Mo to be there too." Chen Yihao
He looked at Mo Wangchen and said politely.
"Flying Snow Falls?" Mo Wangchen was stunned for a moment.
Chen Yihao smiled and said, "Holy and powerful men, begin to understand the laws of Tao and prepare for the future attack on the imperial realm. Watch the fallen leaves wither and look at the flowing water and waterfalls. These all contain the laws of Tao. This is enlightenment. This is
Feixue Waterfall is the place where Holy Lord Feixue meditates every day. Today we are gathered in Feixue Pavilion, where many younger generations are gathered."
The people gathered at Feixue Waterfall at this moment are all geniuses on the candidate list for the Great Emperor, people at the level of the Holy Son of one party, and not everyone is qualified to go.
"The place where the saintly and powerful man attained enlightenment is worth visiting. With the speed we are growing now, I am afraid that in a few years we will have to start looking at fallen leaves and flowing water." Mo Wangchen smiled and said.
"Follow me." Chen Yihao said and took the lead to fly up, followed by Mo Wangchen and Wu Lingfeng.
"Feixue Waterfall, those figures at the level of the Holy Son are gathered there now. No wonder I don't see them walking around."
"Hey! Those are all real geniuses. Geniuses should come together with geniuses. We people don't have time to participate."
Under the envious gazes of everyone in the audience, the figures of Mo Wangchen and the other three people soon disappeared into the distant sky.
Not long after, under the leadership of Chen Yihao, they landed in an open space.
Looking around, there is a very high rock wall not far away, with a thousand-foot waterfall rolling down, like thousands of horses rushing, and the sound is mighty.
At this moment, not far in front of the waterfall, there were many banquet tables, divided into two rows, with everyone sitting opposite each other.
Seeing the arrival of Chen Yihao and others, the geniuses who were conversing all turned their eyes and looked over.
"Um?"
Among the crowd, Yao Wuliang narrowed his eyes, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and an astonishing demonic aura surged out of him uncontrollably, causing the expressions of many people present to change.
"Don't forget Chen!" Yao Wuliang stood up, with murderous intent emerging in his eyes.
"He is the God King?" Everyone was surprised, but they didn't expect Mo Wangchen to come too.
Gathered here at this moment, in addition to the geniuses on the candidate list for Tiannan Emperor, there are also many talented people from outside the region, all of whom are at the level of the Holy Son of one party.