This is the most central place in the entire Yunjing mountains. The Yunjing sect master three generations ago built a huge platform here. Since then, any major matters in the Tianxiao Yunjing, such as the succession of the sect leader, and annual sacrifices,
Ceremonies and other events will be held here.
"Looking at the entire Daze Mansion, in terms of grandeur, neither Tianshu Hall nor Tianshui Villa can compare with Tianxiao Yunjing." Mu Bei got off the carriage, looked at the entire Wufang Terrace, and couldn't help but sigh.
, "We can only be called a sect at most, and only Tianxiaoyunjing can be called a real sect."
"It's rare to hear that the always arrogant Hall Master Mu Er will sometimes claim to be inferior to others." A carriage stopped next to Mu Bei, with crimson curtains hanging on all sides of the carriage, and the voice coming from it was soft and charming.
Into the bone.
Mu Bei curled his lips and smiled, stretched out a fist and then clenched it: "I never hesitate to praise the things I like, but when I praise it, I will swear in my heart that I must get it!"
"Oh?" The voice in the carriage snorted disdainfully.
"The Tianxiao Cloud Realm is like this, and the same is true for you, sister Wan'er." Mu Bei lowered his fist, "I will get it all."
Liu Duohan walked to Mu Bei's side and said in a deep voice: "Second Hall Master Mu, we are guests this time, so we must not lose our etiquette."
"You can't get the Tianxiao Cloud Realm. You can't get it from me." Feng Wan'er yawned lazily, "Do you know why?"
Mu Bei continued to walk forward and shrugged: "It's definitely not a good thing, so I won't listen to it."
"Because you are ugly!" Feng Wan'er deliberately raised her voice.
"Third Master." Liu Duohan turned around and bowed respectfully to the chariot.
"I heard that Brother Liu has become the owner of the village, congratulations." Feng Wan'er replied with a smile.
Liu Duohan replied: "I am not as good as my father. I just hope that Tianshui Villa can live up to its former glory in Liu's hands."
"You are even less interesting than Mu Bei." Feng Wan'er's tone became a little impatient, and she waved her hand, "Let's move on."
Liu Duohan watched the chariot leave and narrowed his eyes slightly. Mu Fei stepped forward at this time, then walked back, put his arm around Liu Duohan's shoulders, and said loudly: "I heard a sentence that made people
If I’m a little happy, I’m back again!”
Liu Duohan suddenly laughed: "It doesn't really matter whether you can get the Tianxiao Cloud Realm or not."
"Huh?" Mu Bei raised his eyebrows.
"Feng Wan'er must be mine." Liu Duohan glared at Mu Bei, frightening Mu Bei's heart.
"You two have arrived." Feng Yuli, dressed in rich clothes, appeared behind them, standing in front of them with a sapphire scepter in both hands.
"Second Master." Liu Duohan and Mu Fei bowed respectfully.
"Master Liu Village, Master Mu Second Hall." Feng Yuli also nodded slightly, then put the scepter on the ground with his right hand and walked forward, "Let's talk on the high platform."
"Second Master, I have advised you before that this matter should not be too public..." Liu Duohan and Feng Yuli walked forward while looking at the grand scene on the Wufang Platform, and finally couldn't help but remind them.
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"It's even better to feel a little bit sad, right?" Feng Yuli sneered, "But Master Liu, I'm not you. I've endured it for so many years, and now when I let it out, of course I have to be open and bold enough.
The swagger!”
Mu Bei nodded and said, "That's the truth."
"What if Hall Master Mu dies one day?" Feng Yuli asked.
"Bang the gongs and drums and set off firecrackers!" Mu Bei said without hesitation.
Liu Duohan shook his head. He felt that these two people on this trip were all lunatics, but he felt a little envious in his heart. When could he speak so freely like them? Even if he became the owner of the village, he wouldn't be able to do it.
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"Second Hall Master Mu and I can be called bosom friends." Feng Yuli's voice was a bit hoarse, so that the words did not sound as heroic as those powerful men in the world when they called each other bosom friends. Instead, they sounded a bit sinister.
Mu Bei curled his lips and smiled. He and his brother had been dependent on each other since childhood. They had experienced many lives and deaths together, and only Feng Yuli would believe what he just said.
It's a pity that today's ceremony is the beginning of the decline of this generation of sect in the Tianxiaoyun Realm.
The three people quickly reached the high platform. They were at the main seat in the center. Next to the main seat was the crimson chariot. The third head of the family, Feng Wan'er, was sitting in it. The curtain had never been opened.
, only a graceful figure can be seen drinking tea. On the left side of the high platform are members of the Feng family ancestral hall in Tianxiao Yunjing, including sect elders and direct descendants of each house, etc., and on the right are members from Dazefu.
There are distinguished guests from various sects, and those sitting on the outermost edge are some ordinary disciples from the Tianxiaoyun Realm. Now, except for the mountain gate where many disciples have been sent to guard, everyone in the entire mountain has arrived at the Five Square Platform.
Xie Yuling, Nangong Xi'er and Feng Zuojun had already sat down on the right side. Because they were the only distinguished guests that Feng Wan'er had cared for, they sat in the most conspicuous place and were given a table of exquisite food. Feng Zuojun
He made a rough human skin mask and sat next to Xie Yuling, eating an apple angrily: "Did you see that, that's my second uncle? Does he look like a tuberculosis man?"
Xie Yuling frowned: "Stop eating, your mouth is crooked."
Feng Zuojun hurriedly put down the apple and straightened his human skin mask.
Nangong Xi'er was looking around, but there was no sign of Su Baiyi. However, when she looked around, her eyes met Mu Bei's eyes on the high platform.
"Oh? Which girl is this from?" Mu Bei looked at Nangong Xi'er curiously, but Nangong Xi'er's eyes quickly swept away from him.
Feng Yuli followed Mu Bei's gaze and replied, "This is the distinguished guest brought back by Wan'er. He is from the Xie family in the south of the Yangtze River."
"Jiangnan Xie family?" Mu Bei frowned slightly, "How dare you bring such a guest back?"
"A dying sect could barely survive relying on the glory of its ancestors. Wan'er took a fancy to someone else's book boy and kidnapped him. They were not angry and followed them all the way. After a few days, Wan'er got tired of playing and sent him away.
That's it." Feng Yuli waved his hand and didn't care.
"The dying sect." Mu Fei glanced at Liu Duohan.
Xie Yuling whispered: "They are looking this way."
"They are looking at Senior Sister, or maybe they are looking at you." Feng Zuojun wiped his mouth carelessly, "But don't worry, they will look at me soon."
"When is your plan?" Xie Yuling asked.
"When my second uncle is the happiest!" Feng Zuojun touched the long knife beside him.