The Invincible School Flower Master

Return to the Mizongmen Hall.

Zhou Jianjian summoned all the management, and a group of people went up and down.

"Master!"

"Hi Master!"

This time, people in management saw Xiao Han bowed one by one. As if Xiao Han had already become the existence of Niu Cha in the Wandering Gate, it was estimated that no one could surpass Xiao Han. Everyone saw Xiao Han, as if they saw the existence of gods. Everyone showed strong respect.

"Yeah!" Xiao Han nodded.

I had already pretended to be a big immortal to this point, and it was recognized by this group of guys. This is Xiao Han's most depressed place. He didn't want to be like this, but that was the fact.

A group of people arrived in the hall.

Zhou Jianjian looked at Xiao Han with extremely complicated eyes.

"Master!" Zhou Jianjian said to Xiao Han, and then said earnestly: "My disciples and I thank Master for his life-saving grace!"

"Forget it!" Xiao Han shook his head and said, "Since the peace has been made, let this matter go. Okay?"

"Hmm!" Zhou Jianjian nodded.

Xiao Han raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, he grinned, and then said: "By the way, what does the league match that Wanzhangfeng said this time?"

"It's a competition in the domestic practice world." Zhou Jianjian immediately explained, "Once every five years, Wanzhangfeng has prepared for this competition for a long time. His eldest disciple Qilin seems to have been out of anger. So, this Participating in the league competition once is a must. I didn't expect to be killed directly by us this time. So why is Wan Zhangfeng so anxious? You understand?"

Xiao Han was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Is it because of this?"

"Yeah!" Zhou Jianjian nodded, and said, "But it's no wonder that the disciple that people have finally cultivated was killed easily by you. Can you say he can't be crazy?"

"That" Xiao Han thought for a while, and felt that he was too jealous.

Zhou Jianjian looked at Xiao Han eagerly, as if waiting for Xiao Han's second question. Xiao Han smiled and said: "Nothing. What are the benefits of participating in this league competition?"

"Of course it's good!" Zhou Jianjian hurriedly said, "This time the league competition was hosted by Donghai Penglai Pavilion. It is said that there are many good things as rewards. The two red symbols are not very Earned rewards in the previous league competition."

"Oh" Xiao Han suddenly realized: "So, it is necessary to participate in the league competition."

"Of course!" Zhou Jianjian hurriedly said, "Master, if you go to participate, no one will find out. Why, you will participate on our behalf. At that time, the rewards will go to you, and the honor will go to us. The door is ready!"

"Haha" Xiao Han laughed and did not refuse. The main reason is that I am embarrassed that a person has embezzled rewards, but I also represent the lost track gate. Xiao Han changed the subject and said, "Why, let's go to the Golden Lions Gate first and see what the great wind at Golden Lions Gate says?"

"Good!" Zhou Jianjian nodded.

Xiao Han raised a smile at the corner of his mouth.

The management of Mizongmen simply held a meeting, and then set up a task. The practice of mind must be accelerated. Finally got a set of mental methods, which is almost like encountering a Wang Qingquan in the desert. You should know that almost all sects with mind-faculty hide their mind-faculties very deeply and never show their own mind-faith to others easily.

At the end of the meeting, Zhou Jianjian immediately asked the driver to drive to the Golden Lions Gate.

After more than ten minutes, the car arrived at the Golden Lion Gate.

The site of the Golden Lions Gate is obviously more magnificent than the Lost Gate.

The big pillar at the door is very grand and magnificent like a Chinese totem.

"Tsk tusk, look at other people's sects, how stylish?" Xiao Han smiled.

"People have government support, I don't have anything!" Zhou Jianjian said helplessly: "I can only rely on myself, and I basically went around looking for people to prepare for those houses. It's not easy."

See the grand gate of the Golden Lion Gate and the majestic palace. Zhou Jianjian felt more or less sour in his heart. This feeling made him very uncomfortable. No way, who can only rely on his own hands, while others have the backing of the government and the help of the state.

"Haha" Xiao Han laughed and said, "Some things are better to rely on yourself than others. Since the country helps you, then you have to do things for the country, right?"

"That's too!" Mizongmen smiled, and said: "The people at the Golden Lions Gate often have to deploy staff to assist some government departments. It's quite annoying."

"That's it." Xiao Han nodded, and then said: "One inch long, one inch short."

The car entered the gate and went all the way inside, where there was a special parking lot. This is a tourist parking lot.

Here, many tourists come and go, seem to be full of interest and curiosity in this century-old hall. Take a photo for a photo, a photo for a group photo. Tourists coming and going have already regarded this place as a tourist attraction.

Xiao Han and Zhou Jianjian were led forward. Walked all the way inside.

Until the door of the hall.

At the entrance of the main hall, there are disciples guarding, prohibiting any visitors from entering, but now it is different, there are disciples with the Golden Lion Gate, naturally there will be no obstacles. Xiao Han stood outside the hall, looking at the majestic hall, it was always a perfect masterpiece.

On the ground, granite is paved, and the huge square outside the temple, many tourists look over here curiously.

"Tsk tusk, look at other people's hall!" Xiao Han smiled.

"Oh, we have no money!" Zhou Jianjian smiled bitterly and said, "Master, you don't know."

"I know!" Xiao Han laughed and said, "No wonder there are three thousand disciples, but you only have three hundred!"

"Oh" Zhou Jianjian sighed, looking helpless, and said: "Yes, so, I have to work hard!"

"You now have a mental method, you can concentrate and vigorously develop the strength of the sect!" Xiao Han reminded: "As long as the strength is strong, the lost track gate will not worry about no disciples, and no one will come to look for it. You cooperate."

"Yeah!" Zhou Jianjian nodded earnestly, and said: "Master is right. As long as the strength is strong, the Mizongmen will soon become a powerful sect."

"Yes!" Xiao Han nodded.

The two entered the hall under the leadership of their disciples.

Wanzhang Fengzheng and the management team are welcoming Xiao Han and Zhou Jianjian in the hall.

"Senior!" Wanzhangfeng hurriedly greeted him.

"Yeah!" Xiao Han raised his head, ignoring them, but seriously looking at the hall. This hall looks very grand. The internal space is very high, and the stones in the main hall are all transported from outside, that is to say, the things here are very expensive. Very expensive.

Seeing Xiao Han, Yigan suddenly felt like an expert outside the world, deserted and extremely arrogant.

"Senior!" Wan Zhangfeng asked hurriedly, "I don't know what's wrong with my hall?"

"No, it's good!" Xiao Han smiled.

"Oh" Wanzhangfeng wiped his sweat, for fear that he would see something wrong and it would be troublesome. Wan Zhangfeng hurriedly said: "I'll introduce to you, these people are the management of our Golden Lions Gate, this is the deputy head"

Xiao Han glanced at them, smiled at them, and said, "They are all good, and the strength is barely enough."

Everyone was stunned.

You know, these people are the most powerful group of people in the Huangshan faction. Each has developed aura and each has extraordinary skills. Unexpectedly, this guy said that he was just barely able to do it, which made a group of people unhappy.

"Senior, don't know what kind of cultivation is senior?" The deputy head of the lost track gate said hurriedly.

"Cultivation base?" Xiao Han was stunned for a moment, and said: "Sorry, I don't know what cultivation level I am. But does this have any effect?"

"This" the deputy chief was stunned.

"Don't ask blindly!" Wan Zhangfeng glared at him, then said: "Senior's strength does not need to be questioned."

"Yes!" The deputy head nodded hurriedly.

Wanzhang Fengpidianpidian came over, and then said: "Senior, let's discuss the league competition."

"Let's talk." Xiao Han walked over and sat down on a chair.

The people at the Golden Lion Gate were dumbfounded. In the entire hall, that was the only chair because that was the seat of the head. No one else can touch it. Even in a meeting in the hall, everyone can only sit cross-legged, and the head can sit on that chair.

"Sit down." Wan Zhangfeng took the lead and sat down cross-legged.

Wow

Everyone sat down one after another.

"Senior, it's like this." Wan Zhangfeng said hurriedly: "The league competition, once every five years, is hosted by Donghai Penglai Pavilion."

"Penglai Pavilion is so capable?" Xiao Han asked.

"Yes!" Wan Zhangfeng nodded and said: "It is rumored that Penglai Pavilion has several immortals in the late stage of the Tribulation. Moreover, the disciples of Penglai Pavilion are all masters in the Qi refining realm. Therefore, ordinary people are definitely not their opponents. And this In a competition hosted by Penglai Pavilion, the disciples of Penglai Pavilion did not participate in it."

"Why?" Xiao Han asked suspiciously.

"If Penglai Pavilion's disciples participated, it would be unfair." Wan Zhangfeng said.

"Well, that's true!" Xiao Han nodded.

Wan Zhangfeng continued: "This time, my eldest disciple Qilin is dead, so there are no new disciples in the door to participate. Therefore, I hope that seniors can replace Qilin and participate in the league competition!"

"He is the ancestor of our lost track gate, and if he wants to replace it, naturally he will also replace my lost track gate to compete!" Zhou Jianjian hurriedly interjected.

"You" was so vigorous that his beards were trembling, and said: "You are an immortal thing, the predecessor wants to represent our Huangshan faction. It is not your sect, do you understand?"

"Hmph, representing the Huangshan faction, doesn't it mean that you are the Golden Lion Gate?" Zhou Jianjian retaliated, and said, "Who doesn't know that the representative of the Huangshan faction is the Golden Lion Gate? Who knows that I am lost?"