Super Great Fortune Teller

"Of course, I will give you the honor of the Lord."

Wang Qian and Zhang Daoxu were talking and laughing, and then those casual practitioners were all led by Wang Qian, and they all followed Wang Qian cleverly.

Inside the main hall of Qingyun temple.

When Zhang Daoxu came with Wang Qian and a group of monks, the leaders were all shocked.

"Well, it's only a few decades since I was shut up. How can so many people climb up the misty peak? There are so many eight grade masters in the world? " It was an old man in his sixties and seventies. Looking at the more than 100 monks who were led by Wang Qian, he could not help but be surprised.

And Zhang longkui snorted, too lazy to explain, and went to one side.

The other leaders frowned one after another. The Qi field of these sanxiu was very chaotic, and they didn't look like the strong ones of bapin. Moreover, none of these sanxiu could fight.

Ding Tianxing frowned and said, "I've got so many people at the ceremony. Are you waiting for me to help you out, or are you self-conscious?"

Ding Tianxing's words also represent the attitude of many headmasters who come here today. It's like a banquet for nobles. They even come to these poor people.

Of course, these noble lords will not be happy.

What qualifications do you have as a civilian to stand in the same room with me? What qualifications do you have to breathe the same air as me?

Cao Qianyu said with a cold color: "hum, every one's accomplishments are less than eight grades. What means must be used to climb the Tiesuo bridge? I'm the one who cheated. If qingyunguan doesn't kill you, it will give you face. You are allowed to disappear from here in 10 seconds! "

Ding Tianxing and Cao Qianyu speak at the same time. They are the half masters of Qingyun temple. They speak with a heavy weight. Moreover, the leaders all agree with Ding Tianxing and Cao Qianyu.

As for the three sculptured elders at the top, they never spoke.

The casual practitioners' eyes suddenly dodged. They used to have inferiority complex in front of these top strong men. Now these top experts just say a few words. These casual practitioners already feel the pressure of terror. It seems that they can only get a sense of security by quitting here.

“10！” Cao Qianyu light several.

There are so many people watching here. Cao Qianyu knows that to drive these people out is to beat Zhang Daoxu's face. At this time, Ding Tianxing also looks over. As soon as the eyes of the two old foxes touch, they nod to each other.

"9"

"8"

there was silence in the hall, only the voice of Cao Qianyu counting. Those casual practitioners were becoming more and more nervous, and even some people began to retreat back.

Cao's face was as dangerous as a bitter melon.

At the moment when Zhang Daoxu wanted to make a sound, Zhang seemed to feel something. As soon as he opened his eyes and looked at Zhang Daoxu, Zhang Daoxu immediately became quiet.

The pressure of casual repairmen is increasing.

When Cao Qianyu counted to five, the crowd was about to collapse.

"Old bastard, let them disappear? Yes? What do you do now, master of Qingyun temple? What you said can represent Qingyun temple, right? "

Wang Qian went up to those casual practitioners and looked at Cao Qianyu.

After Zhang Ziwei saw Wang Qian appear, her wonderful eyes turned out a gentle light. Yes, this man finally came, and also brought so many people. Originally, she had no hope of succeeding the leader today. Only those who are in the dark of Qingyun Temple know about the changeable clouds these days.

Zhang Ziwei also knows that today's ceremony is the moment of Zhang's life and death.

Wang Qian came here with more than 100 people. Although she didn't say anything, Zhang Ziwei's tears almost came out when she looked at Wang Qian.

Wang Qian sees and feels Zhang Ziwei's eyes, smiles slightly in the direction of Zhang Ziwei, and shows his white teeth.

"You Cao Qianyu's face was cold: "Wang Qian, what do you mean? Are you here today to ruin the ceremony? Wang Qian, do you think your own strength can let you do whatever you want? Come to my Qingyun temple

Cao Cao Yu even more angry is hum a voice: "Qingyun view I said, not calculate, do you has the final say?" Bastard Wang Qian, bastard, looked at the Cao's rain. He said, "two old bastard, Qingyun view is not your has the final say. The master of Qingyun Guan is Zhang Jia. Even the main king has not spoken. Why do you two old bastard jump out so anxiously?" How is it that you want to usurp the throne? "

Casual practitioners:

Monk: "ha ha, that's good, brother Qian Er!"

Wu Jiu looked at Wang Qian bitterly Do you have to curse people with Wang Ba? "

"Ah! Little beast Cao Qianyu is just about to do it.

At this time, the ancestor of the Cao family looked up at Cao Qianyu.Cao Qianyu was quiet at that time, and then the ancestor of Cao family looked at Wang Qian, and there was a faint look of looking at him.

As for the ancestors of the Ding family, they also stopped Ding Tianxing's words. When sanxiu saw that Wang Qian had accepted the two top families, the two families were silent. They all looked at Wang Qian with the color of worship.

The orange faced fat man was even more surprised. He didn't expect that Wang Qian not only dared to laugh and scold the Heavenly Master, but also didn't leave any face to the top families of Qingyun temple.

This kind of arrogance made him a little confused. Is this guy not afraid of the Revenge of the nading family and the Cao family.

"Well, let's continue with the ceremony. Today, Master Zhang Daoxu will announce the next candidate for Qingyun."

At this time, the ancestor of the Ding family said.

Then they all looked at Zhang Daoxu again.

After all, Zhang Daoxu is the protagonist today.

"That's right. Lao Zhang can pass it on to whoever he should pass it on to. There's no need to hide it." Wang Qian smiles and doesn't think much of it, but his remaining light is always looking at the three clay figurines.

From those old guys, Wang Qian felt the breath of the ancestors of the Bai family and the Luo family, the breath of decadent vitality but lingering.

When Zhang Daoxu heard Wang Qian say this, he drew his lips.

Today, this guy came to the ceremony to pass on the throne seriously, which has stirred up a bit of uneasiness.

All the leaders are looking at Wang Qian's direction, but Wang Qian is not ashamed.

Wang Qian saw that there was a big empty seat, so he directly sat on it.

This seat is very close to Zhang Daoxu.

When Wang Qian just sat on the vacant seat, there was a sarcastic voice from the seat beside him: "junior, is that the place you can sit? What's the matter with the guy whose hair hasn't grown up yet? Do you think you are qualified to sit there? "

Wang Qian raised his eyes and looked over. It was a middle-aged man, wearing a blue Taoist robe with eight trigrams embroidered on it.