Guide to the Empress becoming a God

I don't know if it's the effect of Shang Yuzong's magical music, or Rong Mochou's special preparation for this question.

It didn't take long for Rong Mochou to stand on the asking altar, and there seemed to be a strange movement in the sky.

Of course, it could also be Yan Yan's illusion.

But in all fairness, Yanyan also felt that what Rong Mochou said was good.

The ethereal voice with the mysterious sound spread into the ears both near and far. Although I know that this is an atmosphere deliberately created with the spirit energy, but it feels more appropriate to ask questions.

At least it is much more reliable than the first two games.

Although Yanyan knew that the possibility of Rong Mochou's success in this questioning was not very high, if it was not from the standpoint of antagonism, Yanyan also felt that Rong Mochou could be regarded as an excellent orator.

only……

Just when everyone was engrossed in Rong Mochou's eloquence, as if she had revealed the true meaning of Taoism, Yan Yan raised her head.

Her eyes fell on a cloud in the far sky.

I don't know what kind of questions Shen Yuyun will ask Rong Mochou later...

Yanyan recalled that day in Yunmeng Lake, Shen Yuyun was surprised after listening to Wen Qiong's teaching, and she couldn't recover her expression for a long time.

And after teaching Shen Yuyun, Wen Qiongwen felt a sense of relief in the depths of his eyes.

Yan Yan suddenly felt that Wen Qiong was actually very distressing.

Go, can't go.

Stay, can't stay.

Bear alone.

A love-hate dilemma.

Rong Mochou is also Wen Qiong's apprentice, Yanyan knows that no matter how Wen Qiong plans, he is different from them in his heart.

Pain like palms and backs.

When Yanyan's mind was wandering, one-fifth of the incense on the altar burned out.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Shen Yuyun's palm on her knee, rubbing it on her thigh indiscriminately.

Yanyan knew that Shen Yuyun was wiping the sweat off her palms.

She raised her head again, and cast her eyes on the cloud that was drifting towards this side.

When the cloud covered the dome of the inner hall of the Changsheng Pavilion, Shen Yuyun beside her stood up.

"Dare to ask..."

Shen Yuyun spoke.

Although he has no cultivation level, Shen Yuyun has traveled north and south for so many years and managed a large caravan. Shen Yuyun's breath is upright and his words are sonorous.

Shen Yuyun's voice immediately attracted countless eyes from around.

Yan Yan raised her head and looked at Rong Mochou who was on the altar.

The moment Shen Yuyun opened his mouth, Yan Yan was keenly aware of it.

Rong Mochou was actually the first person in the audience to look at Shen Yuyun when he made a move.

Hehe, it really is a guilty conscience.

On the Jiange table.

Yu Xinzhu, Yumei, Agui and others also all turned their attention to Shen Yuyun.

Except Mr. Yumei and Yanyan, no one knew that Shen Yuyun would speak today.

It wasn't until this time that everyone discovered that Shen Yuyun had actually removed the image he had been using Yi Yandan since he went up the mountain.

What Shen Yuyun revealed at this moment was his true appearance.

Geng Tong on the opposite side looked straight.

In front of the projected white walls of Qianjin Pavilion, Jiange Pavilion, and several other pavilions, Old Man He and Yu Song almost all stood up together when Shen Yuyun got up.

Even though these old people knew that he was Shen Yuyun before, when they really saw Shen Yuyun standing in front of the asking altar with his original appearance, everyone still couldn't restrain the violent ups and downs in their hearts.

In addition to the shocked and emotional gazes in front of the flawless walls, in the backyard of the Changsheng Pavilion, next to the glazed tile squatting beast covered by colorful neon.

A young man with his whole body lying lazily on the ridge of the roof, with his head resting on the back of a squatting beast, was holding an unknown long-stalked weed between his pink lips and teeth.

The weed is still in its mouth, and the corner of the young man's mouth is curled up with a beautiful smile.

Changsheng Pavilion asked in front of the altar.

The gorgeous and smooth question was interrupted.

Among the various monks listening to the sermon under the altar, there were noisy and earnest discussions.

"Who is this person?"

"You are so bold. The island owner's apprentice came to ask in person, and this person dared to question him. What is the origin of this person?"

"I think this person is very courageous, so what about the island owner's apprentice? The island owner's apprentice may not have all the correct answers. Why can't others ask in person if they have doubts?"

……

The crowd was discussing and expressing their opinions for a while.

It's just that among so many people talking about it, Yan Yan found that no one seemed to recognize Shen Yuyun's identity.

Of course, except for those old monsters of Tianbei Island who didn't show up at the scene.

But even if no senior was present, Shen Yuyun had only left Tianbei Island for more than ten years, and there were still many elder protectors who had seen him, and no one recognized Shen Yuyun's identity.

...Yanyan thought it was a bit interesting.

Amidst the endless discussions among the crowd, a cold and stern voice sounded from the seat of the owner of the Changsheng Pavilion:
"Bold lunatic! Dare to harass me and ask for longevity, come here! Beat this lunatic out!"

The one who spoke was a deacon elder in Changsheng Pavilion.

Following the elder deacon's order, more than a dozen inner sect disciples of the Changsheng Pavilion roared in unison, jumped up, and approached Shen Yuyun.

Although the other party clearly saw that Shen Yuyun's seat was the VIP seat of Jiange.

Although Yu Xinzhu was sitting next to her.

But these Changsheng Pavilion disciples completely ignored them, rushing towards Shen Yuyun one by one with frowning eyebrows.

Agui, Yueya, and many disciples of the White Mist Hall behind them got up one after another, and at the same time opened their postures to protect Shen Yuyun.

Yu Xinzhu was also ready to show up.

Shen Yuyun remained expressionless, quietly watching the disciples of the Changsheng Pavilion approaching in an instant, and scolded in a cold voice: "You are so presumptuous!"

After finishing speaking, Shen Yuyun completely ignored the disciples of the Changsheng Pavilion who had come to him, and stared calmly at the deacon elder who had just spoken to order the disciples on the seat of the master of the Changsheng Pavilion opposite.

When he opened his mouth, he asked Geng Tong who was sitting in the chief seat:
"Third senior brother, in my Changsheng Pavilion, how should the offender be punished?"

As soon as Shen Yuyun said this, the more than ten Changsheng Pavilion disciples who had come to him with Yujian, as well as the deacon elder who gave orders, were all stunned.

Who did he call Third Senior Brother?
Who is his third senior brother?
However, before the deacon's elder had time to react, Geng Tong, the only one sitting in the chief seat in the first row in the entire Changsheng Pavilion, stood up slowly.

Geng Tong still held his carved bamboo teacup in his hand, and turned around slowly as usual.

Seeing Geng Tong get up, all the guardians, elders, and disciples of the Changsheng Pavilion followed and stood up.

Geng Tong had his usual lazy smile on his face, but he suddenly raised his right hand, and slapped a big slap on the face of the elder deacon who was standing behind him and gave orders just now.

"Snapped!"

A crisp slap resounded throughout the audience.

The chatter and chatter just now were suddenly silenced by this slap.

If it wasn't for the seat blocking him, the elder deacon would have been whipped around by Geng Tong.

After being beaten by Geng Tong, the deacon elder did not dare to use his spirit energy to resist, let alone heal himself with practice.

With half of his face swollen into a bun, he endured the staring eyes and looked at Geng Tong with aggrieved eyes.

With his usual lazy smile on his face, Geng Tong asked, "What's your name?"

"Three Uncles"

The deacon elder who was beaten was so swollen that his voice was a little mumbled, but what he said was actually "third uncle".

Geng Tong nodded, and pointed at Shen Yuyun: "Then he is your sixth uncle."

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I saw the chapter commentary of Orange One, and I had a tacit understanding. When I wrote that place, I also thought of Chen Zhen (*￣︶￣) Happy weekend everyone