The Return of the Martial Ancestor

Chapter 205 I Want To Marry You, But You Treat Me As Your Junior Brother

The Hall of Desolation is located in the southwest corner of the Dao Sect, with majestic giant peaks rising from the ground, and there is a red Milky Way that can't be seen at a glance in the middle of the sky. the end.

Above the red Tianhe River, there is a strong and almost substantive Nirvana aura rising up, and there are many practice stone platforms floating in the air inside it.

Danhe, as the standard equipment of the super sect, of course, Daozong also has top-notch experts, artificially created more than a dozen giant Nirvana Danhes hanging above the ancestral courtyard, for the disciples of the sect to practice.

However, the practice stone platforms above the Dan River today are empty, because there is a grand ceremony to be held here.

On a huge platform below the Dan River, a dozen or so figures with strong aura gathered together, who seemed to be the new disciples of Huangdian this year.

"Brother Lin Dong, I have found out clearly that the Zongnei's reward for your championship this time should be the Dan River empowerment. The too strong Nirvana Qi will produce a more pure energy under the heavy pressure of the river bottom. — Nirvana golden energy, also known as the energy of the primordial spirit, is of great benefit to cultivation.”

"It's just that the opportunity for Danhe empowerment is very precious every year. Brother Lin Dong, your appearance will inevitably crowd out the places of other veteran disciples. You have to be careful."

Mo Ling, who hurried over from a distance, spoke with a suppressed voice.

"If those trash really dared to come, I wouldn't have waited until now."

Lin Dong shook his head lightly, full of disappointment.

If the Huangdian old man really dared to provoke, Lin Dong took the opportunity to get angry and taught them all the thorns, teaching them how to behave, how to care for the younger generation, and how to be a useful person to the sect.

But who would have thought that these old people seemed to be very naughty. When they heard about Lin Dong's strength and achievements, they shrank away one by one, fearing that he would find a chance to explode.Lin Dong and his party have been here for half an hour, but not a single old man came.

There are four true disciples in Huangdian: Pang Tong, Song Zhou, Jiang Hao, and Fang Yun. They are all existences who have set foot in Qiyuan. Came to provoke.

Just, now...

How do you say something?Some people just walk away and disappear!

"That is, Brother Lin Dong is the strongest existence no matter where he goes."

Mo Ling and all the new disciples looked at each other and laughed together. With Lin Dong, a peerless murderer, no old man with short eyes dared to bully the newcomers.

"It seems that the salted fish in the six-element nirvana state named Tong Chuan won't come either. Hey, life is full of disappointments."

Lin Dong sighed in his heart, and then sneered, "But if you don't come to me, it doesn't mean that I won't take the initiative to find you. Lin Dong is going to be the chief of the Huangdian, and the four wastes should be cleaned up." Wait to die."

"It's just that what is the real championship reward mentioned by Uncle Chenzhen? I always feel that there seems to be something else besides the Danhe empowerment. The high-level officials in the sect have not appeared for so long. Is it because they are planning to give me a big surprise?" ?”

Lin Dong pursed his lips, his eyes wandered aimlessly around, but suddenly he met an unusually bright and pretty face.

"Junior Brother Lin Dong, Senior Sister has come to see you."

Surrounded by many disciples of the Heavenly Palace, the young girl waved to Lin Dong with a smile. After a day of not seeing her, the beauty seemed to have changed her makeup again.

Qianying is dressed in white and green trousers, her big bright eyes are full of elves and eccentricities, and her three thousand black hair is pulled into a long ponytail that hangs down to her slender waist, full of youthful vitality.

The Hundred Dynasties War is held every 20 years, and the champions of the past dozen times have all entered the Yuanmen, which means that Daozong has not seen the champion of the Hundred Dynasties for more than 200 years.

Therefore, when such a rare and legendary figure was born, the disciples of the four main halls of Dao Zong rushed to gather their friends and friends, just to see it quickly.

"Junior brother? Who wants to be your ghost junior brother?!"

The corners of Lin Dong's eyes twitched indistinctly, and then he turned his head blankly, as if he just swept a cloud of air.

I obviously want to marry you, but you actually treat me as a junior?It is tolerable or unbearable!

"Ahhh, damn it, this guy actually pretended not to know me, even though we just met yesterday, he was the one who greeted Miss Ben first!"

The girl in white was startled for a moment, her face blushed with anger, and she clenched her fists as white as suet jade, as if she wanted to vent her depression in one go.

"Huh! Huh! Huh! Ms. Kuiben rushed from the Heavenly Palace to watch the ceremony excitedly, and even pulled so many fellow disciples to support you. Hmph, if you don't kneel on the ground and beg Miss Ben for forgiveness in the future, I will never Take care of you."

The chest of the beautiful figure in white undulates slightly, outlining a graceful arc.

The disciples of the Tiandian who stood behind Ying Huanhuan all looked like they were fighting against each other. How dare you give me the face of the little princess of the Tiandian?Boy, you are very good! !

"Hmph, let's go, back to heaven... Let's find a place to watch the ceremony first, and we will go back after the ceremony is over."

Ying Huanhuan's upturned nose wrinkled cutely, her delicate body turned around and she walked away, and all the disciples of Tiandian hurriedly got up to follow.

Under the swaying of the young girl's tender body, the black ponytail hanging down her soft waist was really cute, forming a rather beautiful landscape.

"Hehe, kneeling on the ground begging for your forgiveness..."

Looking at the back of the jade man going away, Lin Dong couldn't help but draw a gentle curve at the corner of his mouth. If he is too mentally strong, he will know many little secrets.

Cute girl, your mind is a little dangerous~

......

The time was getting closer to noon, and the atmosphere in the deserted hall became more and more heated. The vast platforms were crowded with disciples from the other three halls.

Seeing this, many elders in the Huangdian couldn't help but sigh, it's been a long time since such a grand event in the Huangdian, and there is a different kind of bitterness.

"Buzz!"

The void suddenly rippled rapidly, and figures with powerful auras appeared above the sky strangely. The eight figures lined up were the eight main and deputy hall masters of the four main halls of the Taoist sect.

However, in the past, the eight beings who were revered in the Taoist sect were willing to stay behind, and respectfully guarded a slender figure in front.

The figure was a middle-aged man in his 40s or [-]s, wearing a loose white cloth robe and a pair of black cloth shoes on his feet. There was a faint layer of fluorescence on his tough face, as translucent as warm jade.

The temperament is quite elegant, with a warm smile habitually on the corner of the mouth, and a pair of dark eyes are unusually bright, in which there seems to be the ups and downs of all things, the cycle of heaven and earth.

It's just quite strange, there is no fluctuation of energy in this person's body, he seems to be an ordinary person who has never practiced martial arts, more like a teacher in a private school in the country.

However, as soon as this kind of existence appeared, the disciples of all the halls on the ground knelt down like the most elite army.

"I have seen Master Zhangjiao!"

"I have seen Master Zhangjiao!"

......

In the next second, the voice of Shan Hu and a tsunami resounded in the sky of Dao Zong, loud and full of a different kind of fanaticism.

(End of this chapter)