The big guy behind the curtain

Chapter 123 Luoshufang

"It is rumored that the two strong men who fought in the previous few days have disappeared in the Eastern Wilderness and Southern Territory. They are nowhere to be found. Both of them were seriously injured. According to the bystanders, they almost died and left through the void."

A disciple discussed with the person next to him.

"Be careful these few days. If you are unlucky and meet a strong man who is dormant and recuperating, you may die without even the scum."

The onlookers nodded.

"Do you remember the people who died outside our Wunian Temple a few days ago?"

A blue-clothed monk whispered, with a bit of taboo in his words.

"Of course I remember, nearly a hundred people died, and the bones stink."

"After inspection, those people came from Zhongzhou. The specific place is listed on the above, so I didn't disclose it."

The people next to him looked stunned.

"Why do people from Zhongzhou come to our Wunian Temple? Could it be that there are some treasures here, or some important people got in here?"

"That's unknown. Anyway, we can only pass on these things secretly, and we can't talk nonsense."

The two of them looked at each other and smiled, seemingly whispering, but many people around heard it.

Xi Ran blinked, why didn't she know the dead person.

But they didn't continue talking, someone was watching secretly.

"Have you heard?"

A little brother in purple was excitedly chatting with his senior brother next to him, with an excited expression on his face.

"It is said that the saint of Luoshufang will hold a banquet in the Qilian Mountains in the Eastern Desolation and Southern Region, and invite all the talents of all parties to go."

One stone stirred up thousands of waves and instantly attracted the interest of countless people.

"True or not, it is rumored that the saintess of Luoshufang is extremely beautiful, like a fairy in the sky who has fallen into the mortal world."

Among the crowd, a middle-aged monk coughed softly and said mysteriously.

"I heard that this time, it seems to be recruiting a husband for Luo Shufang!"

Hearing this, all the disciples' eyes lit up, and they had a lot of thoughts in their hearts.

"Really, it looks like I have to sacrifice my hue."

"Let's go, in terms of beauty, who in the entire Wunian Temple can compare to me?"

At this time, a disciple in Tsing Yi was quite confident and said.

"With all due respect, everyone here doesn't even know how to use a steel wool ball, and they are all happy."

Everyone was shocked, lowered their heads silently, and broke out in cold sweat.

"The Dou Zong powerhouse is so terrifying."

"He's a ruthless man."

"I'm not as good as him."

Words of praise abound.

Xiran wiped off his sweat, and subconsciously stayed away from this group of perverts, as it was easy to contagion if they got close.

A steady disciple came out in time to interrupt them.

"Okay, don't play tricks. I heard that the main purpose of this banquet is to let all the talents compete to see who is more outstanding."

A female disciple on Xiran's left asked curiously.

"Who will be there then?"

The whole question also attracted many people, and many people were watching outside.

"Yeah, Donghuang is so big, what kind of arrogance will appear then?"

In the Eastern Wilderness and Southern Territory alone, there are hundreds of families, aristocratic families, and holy places. These behemoths rule the Eastern Wasteland and Southern Territory, and each becomes the overlord of one side.

Because the Southern Territory is very large and boundless, there will also be hidden holy places, and occasionally a few heroes will come out of it to walk in the world and fight for hegemony in the world.

And this is just the Eastern Desolation and Southern Regions, there are countless outstanding people from other regions, and the banquet will probably be as lively as the vegetable market.

The North Territory has been severely damaged since the recovery of the primordial organisms, and will not be born for the time being.

Although the Supreme has obliterated many living beings, this world is too big and there will never be a shortage of people.

"Yes, there is a preliminary standard, but it is extremely strict."

The calm monk spoke slowly, but he didn't say it directly, he seemed to be thinking.

"You don't want to be secretive, just say it."

This group of disciples rolled their eyes, and they were most annoyed by those who had nothing to say.

"As long as the four-pole secret realm, you can go there."

He finally said it.

"What, where do we get a chance like this?"

A group of people complained.

"That's right, except for those disciples of the elders, who can reach this level?"

The disciple who spoke at the beginning was frowning, thinking it was a chance.

Xi Ran looked around, and she blinked at the angry disciples.

"It is rumored that at the place where the banquet will be held, there will be a few leaves of the ancient tea tree of Enlightenment, and there will be many magical medicines to attract Tianjiao."

Another disciple added, his face full of longing.

"Ugh"

"Let's go, let's go, we have nothing to do."

In the crowd, Xiran nodded, her sly eyes rolled slightly.

"It sounds pretty good."

"But I don't know the way."

She frowned, suddenly remembered someone in Yufeng, and smiled instantly.

"No need, no need."

Yufeng.

Xiran walked through the mottled ancient road, all the way up.

As soon as he stepped into the dilapidated path, he saw Ye Mo, who was practicing with his eyes closed.

Xi Ran opened her mouth with anticipation in her eyes.

"I inquired about a very interesting place, do you want to go with me?"

"Where?"

Ye Mo opened his eyes and asked lightly.

"Qilian Mountains, Luoshufang."

Xi Ran glanced at him, his big watery eyes were suitable for a clever expression, that is, the long hair at the waist was flying all over the sky due to the wind, and a few strands of hair were flying mischievously in front, without any decoration on the head, It's just a light blue ribbon that binds the blue silk.

She stood with her hands tied, pure and innocent at this moment, staring blankly at the disciple who was secretly following in the distance.

"Is there anything there?"

Ye Mo looked directly at her and said.

"The holy daughter of Luoshufang is looking for a husband. Are you excited?"

Xiran raised her brows and smiled like a narcissus.

"Not moved."

Ye Mo shook his head.

"There is still magic medicine there, the gathering of the younger generation of arrogance"

She rolled up her blue hair that was blown by the wind, and stood in front of Ye Mo with a smile on her face.

Under the sunlight, the exquisitely delicate girl's lavender skirt swayed slightly, her slender hands were as bright as jade, white and tender.

Ye Mo was silent for a moment, during this time, his eyes kept looking at Xi Ran.

Xiran was a little flustered, she lowered her eyes, looked left and right, and clasped her hands behind her back, seeming a little nervous.

"you"

Xi Ran just wanted to speak.

"I go."

At this time, Ye Mo spoke and interrupted her.

Xi Ran obviously breathed a sigh of relief.

"Scared to death"

"I thought he had some bad thoughts, but be careful."

she thought to herself.

Afterwards, Xiran's agile eyes looked into the distance, and her white body was as pure as an elf, she asked.

"So we'll start tomorrow, what do you think?"

Ye Mo nodded, agreeing.

now.

In the depths of the universe where coldness and darkness coexist, nine huge dragon corpses pull an ancient bronze coffin, which has existed since ancient times. They are walking on the ancient star road, heading towards the direction of the Big Dipper.

Kowloon pulls the coffin, and the world is in chaos again.

(End of this chapter)