Forced To Join Vajra Temple At The Start

Forced To Join Vajra Temple At The Start Chapter 26

2022-04-06

Chapter 26 I rubbed, I rubbed hard

The next morning.

It was just dawn.

A deafening gong sounded from outside the town.

The experts and Disciples from all the jianghu roamers, Great Sects, and Disciples all showed different colors, ran out of the Inn, and looked outside.

I saw outside the town, a horse team of dozens of people, wearing a uniform orange-yellow gown, carrying a big knife, fresh clothes and angry horses, each showing a cold color, is heading in the direction of the Golden Blade Sect rush.

This group of people also hired a group of people to beat gongs and drums, and another huge flag was erected high, hunting and flying.

It says words like [Supreme Blazing Sabre Gang], [Foot on Golden Blade Sect], [Golden Blade Sect Children Quickly Surrender] and so on.

All the jianghu roamers in the town were dumbfounded.

"It's Blazing Sabre Gang!"

"Blazing Sabre Gang's expert is finally here!"

"very good, everyone, come and watch the fun!"

Countless jianghu roamers cheered, followed closely behind, and rushed towards the Golden Blade Sect.

The Golden Blade Sect deacon, 'Three Swords of Soul Chasing' Jin Dafu, who was in charge of receiving foreign guests, immediately complexion sank, coldly snorted when he saw this scene, then turned around and began to seriously entertain the guests. Great Sect's expert, headed towards their Golden Blade Sect headquarters.

For a while, silhouettes were crowded, densely packed, and there were jianghu roamers everywhere.

In this environment, Ning Chuan became a little restless again.

While laughing and chatting with Jie Long about other topics, he rubbed against the monk beside him.

Don't say anything else, let's get the wool of this faction first.

As for other wools, there is always a chance later.

Don't believe that you can't poke when you go to the toilet?

The town is less than two miles away from the Golden Blade Sect headquarters.

A group of jianghu roamers rushed into the Golden Blade Sect without being hindered.

The huge square, the 3rd-layer inside and the outside 3rd-layer of the silhouette station that is densely packed directly.

Some people couldn't find a good position, and even climbed the top of the wall and jumped to the roof.

The only old locust tree in the yard is like a hanging monkey, densely packed and full of silhouettes.

It can be said that any possible place to stay has already been occupied.

Of course, Upright Sects like Vajra Temple don't need to grab a spot at all, because the Golden Blade Sect will reserve them in advance.

The Elders of the Six Great Sects, without exception, have all taken their seats.

"Strange, how come the people from Iron Finger Sect haven't arrived yet?"

Suddenly, that Monk Huixiu frowned and whispered in Monk Huiwen's ear.

Only then did Monk Huiwen react, and looked all around suspiciously.

The location that originally belonged to the Iron Finger Sect was empty, without a silhouette.

"I don't know either, maybe they're late for something else this time?"

Monk Huiwen whispered.

He didn't think anything could happen.

In the Six Great Sects present, Divine Fist Sect and Flowing Water Sword Sect are their people, what can happen?

If something really happened, it would have happened long ago. Can you wait until now?

Monk Huixiu is very worried and not at ease.

At this moment, the maids of the Golden Blade Sect, holding trays, began to serve tea cups to the experts of each Sect.

Due to the large number of people, only these sects experts are eligible to be seated.

Other Disciples can only watch from behind their elders, so there is no seat or tea.

The elders of Sect took over the tea, smiled, chatted and feasted with each other, and began to taste the good tea prepared by Golden Blade Sect for them.

"Everyone, be quiet!"

Suddenly, the Golden Blade Sect sect master Fang Wuque came out. The sound was not loud, but it echoed in everyone's ears, pressing the entire square. Above, Yaque lost her voice.

Everyone kept silent and looked at Fang Wuque in unison.

Only Yang Wuli, the leader of the Blazing Sabre Gang in the other direction, sneered and showed disdain.

"Hypocritical, how long can you keep pretending?"

"Old man Fang Wuque, thanks to all the righteous people from all walks of life, came to my Golden Blade Sect from afar, I The Golden Blade Sect is not well received, and I hope you will take care of it..."

Fang Wuque first folded his hands and gave a salute to the heroes of the Quartet, and everyone returned the salute.

"As you all know, today is the day when the Blazing Sabre Gang will fulfill their two-year contract. Two years ago, the bad faction got lucky and won a half move in the Blazing Sabre Gang, and took this ancestral home. Pay attention to the sword, today the Blazing Sabre Gang has cultivated a peerless Disciple, come to ask for it, I am naturally welcome in Golden Blade Sect, in order to ensure fairness and justice, today the old man will ask for the magic sword, please witness together!”

Fang Wuque spoke loudly.

The voice fell, and an Elder with a dignified face, half-white hair, wearing a silk robe, respectfully holding a golden light shining sword in both hands, walked slowly from not far away.

Countless jianghu roamer instantly moved their gazes to the golden blade, holding their breath, their eyes piercing.

This is the Golden Blade Sect ancestor's sword?

I once used this to kill the Golden Core great cultivator and destroy countless opponents, the Supreme sacred relic of Megatron.

Many people see a hot formation eye, and various expressions of envy and jealousy fill their hearts, and some people even wish they could directly grab this knife, escape far away, hide their names, and then realize the peerless Divine Art from it, like Golden Blade Sect's ancestors pioneered the hegemony, and the name has been passed down through the ages.

It's a pity that many thoughts were shattered as the golden sword was slowly placed on the offering table, leaving only a secretly sighed.

Ning Chuan is also expression congeals, staring at the past.

“How is it, eye opening?”

Eldest Senior Brother Jie Long whispered in Ning Chuan's ear.

"Really extraordinary."

Ning Chuan nods.

His predecessor was someone who had seen the world anyway.

So at a glance you can see that this knife is extraordinary.

"Enough is enough, let's not gossip, let's get to the point."

Suddenly, Yang Wuli of Blazing Sabre Gang's voice was cold and passed over "Two in three rounds. Victory, who are you going to send the Golden Blade Sect to fight this time?"

Everyone remained silent again, some of them looked towards the Blazing Sabre Gang, and some looked at the Golden Blade Sect.

Golden Blade Sect sect master Fang Wuque, but in a flat tone, said, "Brother Yang, why worry, even if you want to win the sword, don't care about this moment."

"hmph, I just don't want to waste time."

Yang Wuli coldly snorted and said.

Among the crowd, Ning Chuan looked left and right, suddenly took a step, stepped forward quietly, came to Monk Huiwen, and gently tugged on the corner of Monk Huiwen's clothes.

"Report Martial Uncle, I want to go to the toilet..."

【Ding!】

【Random Paste Strength*27】!

Monk Huiwen complexion sank, took a deep look at Ning Chuan, "The lazy donkey grinds a lot of feces and urine, why can't I go to the Inn in the morning? Quickly go and return quickly, don't waste time, don't talk nonsense, Don't walk around, do you understand?"

"Understood!"

Ning Chuan hurriedly nodded.

Monk Huiwen coldly snorted, no longer paid attention to him, and continued to keep his eyes on the field.

Ning Chuan was overjoyed, turned his head immediately, and began to squeeze hard towards the crowd.

Jie Long looked at Ning Chuan suspiciously.

The fight is about to start, why is this guy going to the toilet now?

I rub!

I rub!

I'm rubbing hard!

【Ding! 】

【Random Paste Strength*11】

*12

*18

*22

*9

…

A steady stream of pleasant sounds rang out.

Ning Chuan almost couldn't help laughing, feeling like a fairy.

When he squeezed out of the crowd, he didn't walk in a straight line at all, but in an S-shape.

Each one is extraordinary.

After Ning Chuan squeezed out of the crowd, he immediately looked at the panel.

Martial Artist cultivation base: Strength Refinement Early-Stage

Current strength: 2089 (but not much stronger than Martial Artist, Martial Artist's strength is not 10, as mentioned earlier)

p>

Current speed: 367

cultivation technique: One Qi Locking Yang Pile Perfection , Eight Directions Vajra Claw reach a higher-level (1/8)

"Ha ..."

Ning Chuan couldn't help giggling directly.

He immediately walked towards the hut, preparing to squeeze again when he came back.

"Friend, where is the hut?"

Ning Chuan saw a servant and patted him casually, thinking that he would get 1 point of strength or 1 point of speed, However, when it was actually pasted, it directly shocked him.

【Ding! 】

【Random Paste Strength*87】!

What the hell?

Ning Chuan's face was startled, and he hurriedly looked at this seemingly ordinary servant.

I saw this householder, with broad shoulders and a smile on his face, with three long beards and warm and bright eyes. After being patted by Ning Chuan, he casually pointed to the right front.

"There!"

(end of chapter)