1618 - Chapter [-]

"Let's go."

They happened to be sitting here perfectly, and they were suddenly asked to change places. Li Mujin understood Cai Lijiang's thoughts without thinking about it.

But she was not timid, but behaved very naturally.

Glancing at Xiao Jingyu, he stood up, followed Cai Lijiang, and walked towards the Guanri Hall he was talking about.

Flying over two mountains, they finally arrived at Guanri Peak, Guanri Hall.

The hall is very large and magnificent.

Walking into the hall, the place is even more majestic.

"Everyone, please be patient."

There are several big chairs placed in the hall, separated around, even Cai Lijiang is not qualified to sit here.

Seeing that no one came in the hall, he turned his head to look at Xiao Jingyu and the others, and said.

After speaking, seeing Li Mujin nodding his head slightly, he respectfully stood there and waited.

After a while, a voice came, "Li Jiang, what happened, why did you call me here in such a hurry?"

The sound was about to fall, and a dozen figures appeared in the hall, and they were seated in the blink of an eye.

These people are the Nascent Soul Stage monks of the Wuxia Sect, collectively referred to as Patriarchs.

However, the ancestors of the Nascent Soul stage are not all here today, there are still one or two people who are in retreat, and some go out to practice.But those who could come, all came.

Including the one who spoke just now, Liao Qianqiu, the most authoritative elder of the Wuxia Sect.

"Back to the Great Elder, these few..."

After hearing Liao Qianqiu's question, Cai Lijiang didn't dare to be ambiguous. He glanced at Li Mujin and Xiao Jingyu, and then opened his mouth to tell everyone about the matter from front to back.

After he finished speaking, Liao Qianqiu did not speak, but looked at Li Mujin and others.

It's okay if you don't look at it, but once you look at it, he feels that the three views that he has lived for more than 1000 years have been refreshed.

There is a 29-year-old monk in the Golden Core stage of Wood Spirit Root, a 32-year-old monk in the Golden Core Stage of Fire Spirit Root, and two younger monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage of Golden Spirit Root and Water Spirit Root.

The other woman in black was even more mysterious, they couldn't even tell what she was.

"How did you guys come to this Sun Realm?"

It has been tens of thousands of years since the Sun Realm has been closed.

For tens of thousands of years, no one else could come in or go out except for Transformation God Ascension.

Even in the lower realm, they just found a channel to communicate with them.

The passage is very hidden, only those high-level people and the lower realms know about it, so they can't come up from there.

"We have our own methods. Our Taibai Sect is one of the best sects among the tens of millions of worlds. The sect I worship is under the sect of the monks of the integration period. It is so strange to be able to travel between various circles. Also, I'm not in the mood to argue with you now. The news that my daughter was kidnapped by people from your sect, I have passed it to the sect before I came to your sect. My master loves Yao'er the most. If he knows that Yao'er wants to Half of it is lost, and Mo Kai is not the only one who lost his life."

After talking for a long time, Li Mujin was really anxious.

What happened to Yao'er, she didn't know yet, so she didn't bother to argue with them here.

He spoke directly to the important person, without paying attention to the dozen or so Nascent Soul stage monks in front of him.

Liao Qianqiu has lived for more than 1000 years, and since he was promoted to Nascent Soul, no one has tried to save face in front of him.

Therefore, after hearing Li Mujin's words, his expression was a little ugly.

But he couldn't get angry.

After all, the other party has the absolute capital to make him helpless against them.

(End of this chapter)

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