I have a passive skill.

On this day, the holy power in the headquarters of the Holy God Hall was surging.

An attendant who swept the mountain saw the Master of the Taoist Palace personally pushing the wheelchair of Lord Cangsheng, one of the Three Emperors, and discussing matters while walking.

Nobody could hear what they were talking about.

But there is no doubt that it must be related to the Holy Emperor Jinzhao that just came to an end a while ago.

This is the power of the Holy Emperor!

There is no doubt that the reason for the sudden rise of so many waves of holy power fluctuations on the holy mountain must be due to this.

There are attendants inferring...

Perhaps, this is the gathering of the "Holy Temple Council of Ten Members" that I haven't seen in several years.

In the outside world, people in the world don't even know whether there is a semi-saint with the highest combat power in the five domains.

Even Dao Qiongcang, the contemporary lord of the Holy God Hall, is still a mystery as to whether his cultivation is Taixu or half-holy.

But for those who live on Guizhe Sacred Mountain...

A frog in a well cannot see the wider sky after all.

Semi-Saint?

Once the "Ten-member Council" on Guizhe Sacred Mountain came out, one hall, two masters, three emperors, and four god envoys, as well as the intricate background relationships of these ten people, combined, could wipe out most of the half-sages in the five regions!

Headquarters, the meeting hall.

A ten-foot-long silver round table is placed in the center, surrounded by nine silver high-back chairs.

Some of the noble and elegant silver high-backed chairs are small enough for one person to sit on;

Dao Qiongcang pushed Ai Cangsheng's wheelchair to the side of the main seat, and after completing the round table counting ten, he walked slowly to the main seat and sat down. He smiled and said, "So, what do you think?"

"See with your eyes." Ai Cangsheng said.

"You are also a member of the council, so you have to express your opinion." Dao Qiongcang said helplessly.

"I've read enough, and I'm tired... It's really up to you guys to discuss the matter." Ai Cangsheng paused, then looked at the round table, "Besides, this discussion group is just a decoration. You know that the sky is here, and there are still things in the world that cannot be counted? Results that cannot be seen?"

Dao Qiongcang sighed softly: "There is a mistake in the secret, it is not advisable to act arbitrarily, I still need your opinions, so as to influence the secret."

"That's the case." Ai Cangsheng smiled, and looked strangely, "But every time, isn't it the meeting that you have the final answer to hold? Is there another time when your answer is wrong?"

"Don't be afraid of [-], just in case." As a person who has a peek at the secrets of heaven, Dao Qiongcang always has a heart of awe for the way of heaven and the way of the holy.

"coming……"

At this time, Ai Cangsheng stopped answering the conversation, and turned his eyes to look at the entrance of the main hall.

The voice just fell.

The osmanthus blossoms on the holy mountain, and the holy power surged.

A gleam of light from the sky leaked out, and then turned into a golden light, which merged into the main meeting hall at the speed of light, and turned into an old figure.

"Hahaha, Dao Qiongcang boy, I haven't seen you for a long time!

"What is it for this time, to hold a plenary meeting?

"Speaking of which, with your brain, if you have to do something yourself, you still need us to come here in person, and the trip is in vain?"

The old man was dressed in a luxurious gold robe, and even his hair was pale gold.

Accompanied by hearty laughter, a golden light flashed in his eyes, and he looked towards the sky, not only did he have the same aura, but even surpassed it.

One of the three emperors of the Holy God Hall, colorless, light attribute, semi-holy!

"Senior Yan."

Dao Qiongcang didn't get up, he just nodded and smiled as a salutation.

This is an old senior. He was a member of the ten-member council when the previous generation of palace masters were around. Nowadays, he seldom takes action, and it is normal for him to fade out of the world's sight.

In terms of qualifications, Yan Wuse is naturally better than others.

But in terms of status, the contemporary hall master of the Holy God Hall can't be polite when he meets the Holy Emperor, let alone a semi-holy?

"Ah."

Ai Cangsheng also greeted the semi-sage Yan Wushi and nodded slightly.

He doesn't talk much on weekdays, and he is too lazy to talk too much. His legs are disabled, and it is even more impossible for him to stand up to greet him.

"Tsk tsk."

Yan Wuse shook his head helplessly, expressing helplessness for the perfunctory treatment of these two people and his senior.

But after all, he came early, and he couldn't wait for the welcome from the others, so he sat down alone at the moment, just for the sake of boring himself.

"call……"

There was a breeze outside the hall, and the holy power fluctuated again.

Then a mocking voice sounded:

"Yan Wuse, are you old and dizzy? Didn't the Holy Emperor Jinzhao see it?

"I hate your bureaucratic greetings the most, come out and fight if you have the ability!"

Tap-tap footsteps sounded, this time it was an old man in black with a broad knife on his back, he was very short, about the same level as Ye Xiaotian.

But strength, identity, status...

One of the three emperors, not crazy, no attribute, swordsman, half saint!

"Senior who is not crazy."

Dao Qiongcang smiled again.

Killing God is not crazy, Yu Tu is a character of that era, and he is also a bad old man, with a bad temper, and the power forward of the council.

When he was young, he killed all five domains, but now he is much better, only interested in killing saints.

"Ah."

Ai Cangsheng nodded indifferently again.

Killing God is not crazy, not very appetizing to him, the murderous nature is too heavy.

Although this is also an old senior, but he is also the Three Emperors, so he doesn't need to give face to anyone.

The seniority in this world ranking does not look at age, but only fists.

Fist is hard, anyone can not be a bird.

If you really think about it, you can take care of everything.

But obviously, staring at all beings with the eyes of the Dao is already very tiring. Ai Cangsheng has no extra energy to do unnecessary greetings.

"Well, why haven't the others come yet?"

Not from the same era, Killing God Weikuan only glanced at Ai Cangsheng and then looked away, he is too lazy to bully children!

After taking his seat, he had a fling with Yan Wuse.

Anyway, it's okay to talk about something. To put it bluntly, I just want to fight because my hands are itchy.

However, the official body is still there, and it would be very miserable to be targeted by the judge if the teacher said something unknown.

The old-timers sat together, and the young people sat together.

After a while, there was another wave of holy power outside the hall.

A skinny old man, carrying a ten-foot-long fishing rod that was almost touching the top, walked into the hall in casual clothes and straw sandals. There was still mud on his shoes, and he cursed as he walked:

"There are so many messes, are these meetings too frequent? I remember that the last meeting was... four years ago?

"Dao Qiongcang, what are you doing? Why don't you just make a decision yourself? If we need to come over, what's the use of your brain?"

Dao Qiongcang: "..."

"Old Yu, calm down, calm down, sit down."

He hurriedly got up, Ling Nian pulled away a seat beside the round table, and waited for the old man to sit down before returning to his seat.

Yulao, whose real name is Yulao, is the envoy of the Kunpeng God, half-holy!

"Where's my precious great-granddaughter?" Mr. Yu sat down, swung his long fishing rod back, and the hook drew an elegant arc in mid-air, accidentally catching the eyes of Murderous God.

"Is it okay?" Yu Lao hurriedly pulled out the hook, but fortunately, he didn't bring out a single eyeball, only a little bit of blood.

"It's not in the way, it's not in the way..." Killing God smiled apologetically, "Yu Lao's hook has been upgraded again, a semi-holy body can hit it... Uh, it's red."

He covered his right eye, took out the elixir from the ring and took it.

joke!

This is a senior who possesses the "Kunpeng Secret Art". Once the main body comes out, the water hits three thousand miles, and the senior who soars upwards ninety thousand miles. He is an old monster who has lived for an unknown number of years.

The so-called "Kunpeng Secret Technique"...

What's more, it's not about turning people into Kunpeng, but to better protect the world, let this Kunpeng transform into a human body, a peerless sealing method that restrains his power.

How dare he provoke him?

He is called "The Killing God is not Crazy", not "The Stupid God is not Crazy"!

"It's fine."

Yu Laoman looked away indifferently, and looked at Dao Qiongcang again, his brows and eyes were erect:

"what?

"Why don't you speak?

"Where's my precious great-granddaughter, why didn't she come to see her grandpa? Will she die if I put an extra chair here?!"

Dao Qiongcang directly smiled wryly.

This is a meeting of ten people, don't be kidding, okay?

"Still on mission..."

"Oh, then don't die, or you will die, and your sister."

Dao Qiongcang: "..."

As soon as the noise stopped, three figures approached outside the hall.

The leader is a woman in a yellow dress in palace attire, dignified and elegant, her hair is tied up and decorated with jade tassels, but her body is illusory, like a spirit body.

"Lord Nine Sacrifice."

At this moment, except for Divine Envoy Kunpeng, everyone stood up with serious expressions on their faces.

Even Ai Cangsheng supported the armrest of the wheelchair with both hands, and slightly straightened his body to show respect.

Nine Sacrifice Osmanthus Spirit Body, one of the Nine Great Ancestral Trees, the patron saint of Guizhe Sacred Mountain, and the Nine Sacrifice Divine Envoy!

"Concubine, I have met all of you." The woman in the palace dress and yellow dress slightly bowed her body to signal, while the spirit body was floating, the palace was filled with the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus.

On her left side was an old man with an afro, his clothes were in tatters, and his eyes were full of irritability and confusion. He just muttered to himself and walked to his seat to sit down, even ignoring others.

"How could it explode? How is it possible?"

"Light, darkness, water and fire, there are only four elements, how could it explode?"

Everyone: "..."

Zhong Yuanzi, full attribute, elemental envoy, half saint!

Don't need to think too much, this old man is still immersed in his own world, it's already a great honor to come to the meeting.

His dream is to develop other elements to the same level as time and space, and then promote it to the five domains of spiritual masters.

Of course, all attribute owners like to try element fusion the most.

This is the origin of his explosive head.

"Hello everyone."

There was a buzzing sound of every word.

The last one to come was "Boom Boom Boom" step by step, who could step on the existence of deep pits in the hall.

It is three feet tall, but it still looks like a human being. It is dressed in a spacious linen clothes, just for the convenience of transformation.