Chapter 152 The Holy White Ceremony
The last underground floor of Shenxuezong Castle.

Chen Zhong and Yang Qin stood side by side, in front of them was a transparent glass wall, separated by a wall, was a crystal clear ice cave.

There is a small lake in the middle of the ice cave, and the lake is full of lotus flowers like ice sculptures.

Only the one in the center is full of color, azure blue and snow white cover each other, and the lotus petals are full of luster and charm.

The rod below is like a deep emerald jade, soft and tough.

Because of the existence of the holy snow lotus, the whole ice cave was holy and noble. Through the glass, Chen Zhong felt relaxed and his pores were wide open.

"Mr. Shen, I didn't lie to you. The secret of the holy snow lotus was originally known only to the senior officials of our Shen Xuezong," Yang Qin said with deep emotion, "Unfortunately, Jinxiu Pavilion began to infiltrate us several years ago."

Chen Zhong straightened out his thoughts and began to pave the way for his plan.

"I have heard about your deeds in Xiling City when you were young, the Queen of Iron and Ice, when you were 30 years old, you led the Shenxuezong to the peak, integrated the various tribes in the snow mountain with constant conflicts, and rebuilt the dilapidated Xiling City, and signed a deeper agreement with the Chiyan Empire, which has achieved unprecedented benefits for the people."

"But now... do you think you are still qualified to sit on that throne and receive the reverence of the people? If the sincere young disciples of the Shenxue Sect learn that their suzerain has abandoned his roots for selfish desires, will they be chilled? "

"This is the world of a spiritual martial artist, but you care too much about things outside of you. You have reached the ninth level of the Soul Quenching Realm in your 40s, which means your talent is not low, so don't lose everything!"

Yang Qin seemed to be awakened, suddenly realized, and immediately felt sad and distressed.

"Mr. Shen, what should I do?"

Chen Zhong chuckled lightly, "Grandmaster realm, do you yearn for it?"

Yang Qin's eyes sparkled, "That's the dream of all Lingwu masters, how can I avoid it?"

"If you can make up your mind and my plan ends successfully, I will give you a fortune." Chen Zhong drew a big cake for her, and first took her into his arms before speaking.

"Thank you, Mr. Shen!" Yang Qin expressed her excitement.

Because she couldn't figure out Chen Zhong's true strength from the beginning to the end, as for the ninth level of the spirit body realm shown?

She wouldn't believe it even if she was killed!

Such a terrifying deterrent is either the old monster who has been suppressing the strength of the ladder, or the boss who has run down from the upper realm.

Anyway, his aura is not at all the same as the coercion of the Grandmaster.

If she knew that Chen Zhong was actually only on the ninth level of the Blood Surge Realm, she would not know what kind of expression she would have.

Ask Chen Zhong if he is afraid.

Scared to death!
Even though he had dozens of ways to escape from Shen Xuezong perfectly and without injury, he was still so afraid that his heart was pounding.

Because he was worried that Shen Xuezong would burn everything with one hand and blow up Sheng Xuelian.

Ask him why he didn't sneakily drop the things. For the same reason, he was worried that Shenxuezong would have a backhand, and he would offend people if he didn't get the things.

As for the Jinxiu Pavilion, I can only blame them for wanting to grab things from him, and hope they rein in the precipice and make a rat's tail juice!

Otherwise, don't blame yourself for being quick and not talking about martial arts!

A group of people returned to the previous meeting hall.

"What kind of magic did you cast on the suzerain!"

"Let a disrespectful person be so carefree, and treat my Shen Xuezong as an amusement park?"

A bunch of old fellows headed by the Great Elder reprimanded them.

"Master Xue Nu and the young master of Jinxiu Pavilion are in the right family, they are talented and beautiful, why should this marriage be wrong?"

"That's right! It's all beneficial and harmless to our Shen Xuezong!"

Chen Zhong smiled secretly, he didn't know whether these people were really stupid, or they pretended to be ignorant, anyway, there were quite a few of them with ulterior motives.

But Xue Nu's complexion became more and more unsightly, with sullen eyes, and the noble and revered Saintess in the public's mouth was just a tool for gaining benefits in their mouths.

"Okay, this matter is settled like this," Yang Qin said solemnly, "At that time, Xue Nu will fight against the Young Pavilion Master first. After all, this is related to her life's happiness. If she loses, Mr. Shen will come forward."

"All in all, I, the Snow Sect, cannot be led by the nose by Jinxiu Pavilion!"

At the end, there were cheers everywhere, but there were also many people with gloomy faces.

The crowd dispersed, and Snow Maiden walked alone on the outskirts of the castle, looking into the distance lonely and full of expectation.

"How are you thinking?" Chen Zhong suddenly appeared behind her.

"What?" Xue Nu wondered.

"Become the real saint of Xiling, and bring more happiness to your followers." Chen Zhong said without hesitation.

Snow Maiden frowned her light blue eyebrows, and stretched out a finger in front of her lips, "Don't talk nonsense, be careful that someone overhears you!"

Chen Zhong didn't care, and said calmly, "This opportunity is coming, I hope you can seize it, and don't forget the person who dug the well."

Xuenv was surprised, when she turned her head, Chen Zhongren had disappeared.

She stayed where she was, bewildered.

Splendid City, Splendid Pavilion.

The young pavilion master Jian Yun, who was dressed in embroidered clothes, took back his mobile phone and said in a deep voice, "That old woman Yang Qin suddenly changed her mind and asked some kind of help from the ninth level of the spiritual body to fight against us."

"Oh! Are you afraid?" Pavilion Master Jian Qing replied disdainfully, "You are still afraid of the Spiritual Body Realm at the second level of Cheng Realm? Is that woman stupid or crazy? Is it uncomfortable to be eaten by us honestly? Turn over on the cutting board."

"Dad, the Beast Sect is ready. Since Yang Qin doesn't accept our kindness, then our subordinates have to show her!" Jian Yun's face was ruthless, and he licked his lips.

Xue Nu, Yang Yin, including the suzerain Yang Qin, he was quite interested.

Of course, the premise is to help grandpa get the holy snow lotus!

……

In the past few days, Chen Zhong has often been stared at, perhaps because of the snow around him, the whites of those people's eyes are frighteningly white.

But he didn't take it seriously at all, he just quietly experienced the local conditions and customs in Xiling City, and traveled all over the city.

When it's freezing outside, go to a steamy tavern to drink a glass of draft beer, chat with the bunny waitress, and exchange recent gossip with the old hunter with a big sword.

The idle and happy attitude almost made Xue Nu and others doubt Chen Zhong's reliability.

In fact, Chen Zhong is collecting information and observing the mixed situation, because the Holy White Ceremony is coming soon, and the city is full of fish and dragons, so it is easy to get some information.

About the Jinxiu Pavilion, and about another ice-type treasure that is needed for the fifth-grade spirit array—the land of holy snow!
Or just brave the wind and snow to go out of the city and wander around.

Not to mention, it really made him a big discovery...the other two underground warehouses of the beast gate, where nearly two hundred spirit beasts were imprisoned.

It is conceivable that Jinxiu Pavilion spent a lot of money.

Drawing ladles according to gourds, Chen Zhong repeated his old tricks.

In addition, it is of course essential to keep [-] million hands.

Chen Zhong didn't remember exactly how many spiritual formations he had set up these days, anyway, the materials in the four or five storage spiritual vessels were exhausted.

In this way, when Chen Zhong was able to find the most hidden clubhouse in Xiling City with his eyes closed, the lively and holy day came quietly.

Xiling City seems to have ushered in the New Year, everywhere is covered in silver, and the wind chimes and sky blue flags representing holiness bring vitality to this steam stone city.

The next day, the holy white ceremony began!
Early in the morning, a group of people entered the city gate proudly.

(End of this chapter)

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