A young man with an extraordinary temperament and majestic appearance stands tall in the sky.
He held his hands far down.
"I am the Holy Son of the Zhongyuan Domain, Mingchen, please show me the Holy One!"
Within the Liuli Sect, all the disciples were astonished and wondered what the Holy Son of the Zhongyuan Domain was doing here.
No one spoke, they all looked at Holy Son Mingchen worriedly.
Of course, it is not because I am afraid of what Holy Son Mingchen will do to the Liuli Sect, but because I am afraid that if the sect leader is unhappy, what will he do to Holy Son Mingchen.
After all, the sect leader has never liked big forces like Zhongyuan Domain.
If there was any conflict with Holy Son Mingchen and the sect leader beat him up, it would be a grudge against Zhongyuanyu.
It is not fun to have a grudge with the Zhongyuan Domain. If you are not careful, it will be the disaster of the sect's destruction.
Of course, this is just the new status of Liuli Sect disciples regarding their sect, and they have not yet changed their minds.
In fact, today's Liuli Sect has become a first-rate force because of the fear of the saint's existence.
The first-class forces already have considerable say when facing the Zhongyuan Domain.
No matter how powerful Zhongyuan Domain is, it will not easily offend a first-rate force.
As for destroying first-rate forces, we don't dare to act lightly.
Ordinary disciples are easy to kill, but high-level warriors in the holy realm are not easy to kill at all.
If a high-level Holy Realm warrior is forced to live alone, then the matter will be serious.
A high-level Holy Realm warrior who has no worries, only hatred, and only wants revenge, is enough to turn the entire Fentian Continent upside down.
"Saint Son of Mingchen?"
The poor saint flew into the sky from the pavilion, with his hands behind his back, looking like a master.
"Why are you here? I don't remember what relationship I have with Zhongyuanyu?"
Holy Son Mingchen smiled slightly, as if he didn't care at all about the impatient attitude of the poor and fearful saint.
"The reason I came here this time is to invite the Holy Saint to attend my birth ceremony in Zhongyuan Realm.
The time is just half a month away, so please be sure to come if you are afraid of the saints."
The poor and fearful saint frowned.
"This is not like Zhongyuanyu's style. Wasn't this the date that was notified before?
It's actually been rescheduled, which is really interesting.
However, this birth ceremony is very boring. Our Liuli Sect has thanked Zhongyuan Domain for its invitation, so as for participating, there is no need."
I am afraid that saints are also old people. If this so-called birth ceremony is just an ordinary birth ceremony, there is no need to participate.
However, Zhongyuan Realm actually attaches so much importance to this birth ceremony, which shows that this is not just as simple as attending an ordinary ceremony.
Even the Holy Son has gone out to invite people. Only ghosts will believe it if it is simple.
Therefore, Qiongfeng Shengzi has already determined in his heart that Zhongyuan Realm is going to cause trouble.
If you want to cause trouble, only a fool would do it?
Holy Son Mingchen curled his lips and said with a smile:
"Why would a poor and fearful saint refuse to leave so quickly? This time I will be born to watch the ceremony, but something very interesting will appear.
If I don't go, I'm afraid I will regret it for the rest of my life."
The poor and fearful saint snorted disdainfully.
"You will regret it for the rest of your life? Are you saying that you will regret it for the rest of your life?
All in all, this saint just won’t go, what can you do to me?
If you have the ability, you can hit me?"
Hearing the rogue-like provocation from the Poor and Fearful Saint, the mouths of all the disciples trembled.
After all, you are the leader of the Liuli Sect, so you can’t have a little face!
Holy Son Mingchen was stunned, obviously he did not expect that a dignified and high-level warrior in the Holy Realm would be so shameless. He did not have the majesty and magnanimity that the leader of a sect should possess.
"The poor and fearful saints are joking, Bai Lao Tuan Tuan has long expected that you might refuse.
So please let me tell you, during this birth ceremony, one thing is likely to appear, but you will definitely..."
Before Holy Son Mingchen finished speaking, the poor saint was already waving his hands.
"Gungungun, since you don't dare to hit me, let's let this matter go.
What kind of bullshit birth ceremony can happen, what kind of bullshit can happen? Only puppies go!"
The corners of Mingchen Holy Son's mouth trembled, he coughed, but he continued;
"In this birth ceremony, the figure of the 'Water Bodhisattva' is likely to appear."
The poor and fearful saint's pupils suddenly shrank, and with a whoosh, he rushed in front of Holy Son Mingchen, stretched out his hands, and pressed down the shoulders of Holy Son Mingchen.
"What did you say? A figure of 'Water Bodhisattva' will appear?
Then I’ll go! I will definitely go to this birth ceremony!”
The poor and fearful saint was so excited that he was almost incoherent.
Below, all the Liuli Sect disciples covered their faces one by one.
You just said, "The puppy will go." Others just said a word, and you "will definitely come."
Does the slap in the face really need to be so fast?
Can't you just be reserved and send away Holy Son Mingchen before deciding whether to go or not?
Is there any need to be so excited? It's just embarrassing to the entire Liuli Sect.
Fortunately, the disciples of the Liuli Sect have seen many times the sect leader's behavior that does not care about their own dignity. Otherwise, they would really have to find a crack in the ground to sneak in.
Holy Son Mingchen was held down by Saint Qiongfear on the shoulder. He felt a sharp pain coming over him. He frowned, dwarfed and retreated from Saint Qiongfear.
There was a look of surprise in the eyes of the poor saint. The Holy Son of Mingchen actually retreated from his hand so easily. This kind of strength is not simple.
"You are indeed one of the Saints of the Zhongyuan Realm. If I read it correctly, you have probably been promoted to the intermediate level of the Saint Realm, right?
Your method of hiding your realm is really good, even I almost managed to hide it."
The poor and fearful saint returned to his masterly manner, clasping his hands behind his back and looking at Holy Son Mingchen.
Holy Son Mingchen smiled faintly.
"The poor are afraid of the saints, but their eyes are as bright as a torch. How can I hide my superficial knowledge of hidden realms from you?"
In half a month, I will welcome the saint in Zhongyuan Realm!"
"Okay! However, I will say the ugly things first, if the 'Water Bodhisattva' does not appear by then.
I'm afraid of the saint's wrath, I think you won't be able to bear it, huh!"
The poor and fearful man sneered.
The Holy Son of Mingchen did not reply, but he cupped his hands without being humble or arrogant, and then turned into a ray of light and disappeared into the sky.
Half a quarter of an hour later, Holy Son Mingchen paused and slowed down a bit.
He turned back to look at Liuli Sect, a sneer flashing across his face.
"Even if no 'Water Bodhisattva' appears by then, can a mere high-level warrior in the Holy Realm still create waves in our Central Yuan Realm?
How ridiculous!”
After muttering to himself for a while, Holy Son Mingchen turned around and was about to speed up and fly away, but suddenly he saw a flying boat coming quickly from the front.
On top of the flying boat, there was a man and a blood bat.
"That's... Gu Xuan!"
Holy Son Mingchen's pupils shrank, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.