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Chapter 496: The poor one is myself(1/2)

Miaojiu appeared in Shanhe City and was watched by countless pairs of eyes. The news spread quickly, triggering endless heated discussions.

The cultivation world has not heard news about his troubles for half a year, and they are all looking forward to seeing something big happen this time.

"Actually, I heard from the rumors that he has not been idle in the past six months, and he has done big things, and Zhan..." Someone whispered and guessed, but the rest of the words were stared at by a passing Zhan clan prodigy.

go back.

The monk who spoke remained silent. The genius of the war clan glanced around the scene before striding away.

In fact, he was very confused in his heart. The War Clan as a whole chose not to spread the news about being overturned on the ancient trial road, but there were always so many gossips.

Those who spread gossip are so pervasive that they can make holes.

In the Shanhe City at night, clouds and mist shrouded the city, and the river full of spiritual substances fell down, like thin smoke, covering the entire city. On the streets, the moonlight trees shone brilliantly.

The pavilions are like palaces, and the palaces are blooming with brilliance, with infinite divine splendor and auspicious colors. They are magnificent and extraordinary, floating in the sky, like star mansions, with melodious fairy music, curling up of piano music, and flowing like the beautiful songs of goddesses.

That night, Miaojiu stayed at Zuimenglou.

People were coming and going on the street, and when they mentioned Wang Daju, they all stopped here. In a short time, the business of Zuimenglou was booming, which aroused the envy and jealousy of the nearby restaurants.

Why doesn’t Wang Daju stay at my house?

After Concubine Liu led Miaojiu and his party to the room, she hurriedly left to take charge of the overall situation.

No matter how lively and prosperous it is outside, you still need to take a rest.

A night without words...this is for Miaojiu.

Late at night, with a loud bang, two figures as brilliant as meteors collided, causing a sensation throughout Shanhe City.

It attracted many monks to watch, and even a gray-haired old man rushed out of the floating palace in the sky and stood in the void to watch.

Those are two young people who are like gods!

One of them has the aura of a king, with a dragon shape rising and falling above his head. The roar of the dragon echoes through the moonlit sky, shattering the moonlight. Nine divine rainbows soar into the sky like giant dragons, seeming to pierce the night sky.

"Ji Wushen!" A monk exclaimed, this is a prince from Central Continent, his mysterious magic is very terrifying, his fighting skills are unparalleled, like nine dragons flying into the sky, it is difficult to stop him.

"Hahaha..." The other person has black hair like a waterfall and is dressed in white, reflecting the beauty of the moon. He is as magnificent as an immortal descended into the world, standing with flowers in his hands and laughing freely.

"Dao Qinghe!" A big shot was very surprised. He didn't expect this person to appear.

"Dao Qinghe!?"

Many monks were puzzled and had no impression of this person, but some of the Supreme Elders of the Holy Land Pure Land were extremely stunned and were guessing who this young man was.

"Dao Qinghe, I remembered that he is a disciple of Qiankun Dao Palace. I heard that he was originally going to be a Taoist disciple, but for some reason he went to Central Continent. I didn't expect that he returned to the north and came here for Wan Zhengdou Mansion?

"

Some monks exclaimed that before the Great Era, the descendants of the Pure Lands of all the major holy places were secretive. Unexpectedly, this person actually knew all this.

Everyone looked over and saw Pang Bai's rosy and confident face and his big white teeth.

"Want to know more? Thirty spiritual stones!" He opened his clothes, revealing a stack of news papers and even a photo wall inside.

"Damn it, why is news so expensive!"

"Excellent value for money, absolutely reliable, this is already the market price." Pang Bai smiled mysteriously.

High in the sky, Dao Qinghe smiled and said: "Ji Wushen, why is this necessary? When will the injustice be repaid."

His sleeves were fluttering, and a bell appeared. It was some kind of holy magic, with dazzling runes. With a slight vibration, the bell waves spread out like water, and actually shattered the nine dragon-like rainbows.

He is very plain, with extremely deep eyes, like a piece of flawless Taoist jade, like an ancient scripture, the Taoist charm is natural.

"Stop talking nonsense, or return the Nine Dragon Soldiers

Come here, or I can go get it myself." Ji Wushen shot out two divine lights from his eyes, rushed into Dou Mansion with anger, and made a seal, like a human king coming out, with terrifying power.

"Nine Dragon Soldiers, aren't these the rare soldiers of the Ji Dynasty? Are they in the hands of Dao Qinghe?"

Everyone was shocked and digested the information that broke out.

"I told you, it's not in my hand, it's the one named Jiang, he took it." Dao Qinghe was extremely helpless, but he clapped it with one hand, and the fairy light gathered together, like a human being clapping his hands.

ginger!

Everyone was shocked again. The Jiang Dynasty in Zhongzhou was also an immortal dynasty.

The background and strength of both of them are extremely terrifying. In their generation, they are definitely at the top of the golden tower, and it is difficult to find an opponent.

With a bang, all the stars were covered, and a sea of ​​light surged. The two people stood on both sides of the sea of ​​light. One was like a young emperor, and the other was like a Taoist Lord.

"Stop talking nonsense! Let's fight!" Ji Wushen shouted, shaking the world. His long hair danced wildly, as if he was standing on the Immortal River, commanding the world. He insisted on grabbing a dragon, and shot out with one shot, like thousands of dragons galloping, directly killing the light.

The sea breaks.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Dao Qinghe has no intention of fighting. He is holding a Dao lotus in his hand. It is a lotus treasure and is extremely sacred. The petals are sprinkled with Dao light, like gurgling water, wrapping his body.

But precisely because of this, he and Ji Wushen fought back and forth, which surprised the monks watching the battle.

"Qinghe!" There was an old Taoist flying across the sky, as if flying out of a mountain and river, as if he was standing in a Taoist temple full of ancient meaning.

"I'm leaving now, see you later." When Dao Qinghe saw the old man, he immediately rushed to the sky and flew away like a fairy.

"Dao Qinghe, where are you running!" Ji Wushen was furious and turned into a stream of light and chased away. In the eyes of everyone, the two young men, who were like gods, walked away quickly, leaving an indelible impression.

The old Taoist from the Qiankun Taoist Palace had a black line on his face. From a Taoist temple, a majestic chanting sound came from the Taoist temple, and some young and middle-aged Taoist priests flew out.

"Listen up, we must kidnap the evil boy back this time!" The old Taoist waved his hand, not worried that Dao Qinghe would suffer under Ji Wushen's hands.

"Yes!" xN!

The young and middle-aged Taoist priests turned into sacred rainbows and walked away.

This night is destined to be sleepless.

This short battle left many people stunned and engraved in their hearts.

The monks chatted with each other, and even some mortals enjoyed hearing about it.

"The strange son of Central Continent has also appeared. After that, the proud sons of the Southern Wilderness, Western Heaven, and Donghai will also come to the Northern Territory and travel around the world. This time, the Wan Zhan Dou Mansion will only be opened in ten thousand years!"

"The great conflict of the world will gradually emerge."

Shanhe City is going to be lively!

People were horrified to find that that night, a chariot came from a myth, shaking the sky, and a jade boat surrounded by haze, misty and holy.

The visitors are all good people with noble status, and they all come to sell the auction in the human world. There are peerless treasures being auctioned.

By early morning, the monks had seen a saint son and a saint appear in Shanhe City, but they disappeared in an instant like a sudden glimpse.

As the sun sets, the Holy Son of Heaven and Earth arrives. He looks completely different, like the exquisite Dao that has fallen into the human world. He is hazy and elegant. When he walks under his eyes, the light of the Dao overflows.

People looked at him from a distance and felt that there was a touch of human smoke and fire on the face of the Holy Son of Heaven and Earth.

Soon, Holy Son Qiankun disappeared among the Taoist temples in the bustling city. Although he was in the world of mortals, he was extremely peaceful and quiet, giving him a sense of returning to his true nature.

At three o'clock in the morning, Miaojiu woke up with his eyes closed, yawned, staggered awake, pulled himself up, and his hair was shiny.

After collecting his own nest, he began to tidy himself up and licked/fingered his hair carefully.

For Meow Jiu, licking fur is a very relaxing activity to relax oneself.

After a stick of incense, Miao Jiu walked out of Zuimenglou under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, and went to a mortal's shop to have breakfast.

A bowl of rice noodles, a bowl of bean curd, and a fried dough stick.

Meow Jiu was full and full of food, burped and said

:"Cool!"

Afterwards, Miaojiu and his party wandered around Shanhe City again. They heard the monks in the streets and alleys talking about what happened last night, and asked: "What happened last night?"

"Ji Wushen fought with a hero in the city." Thunderbird said. The two of them watched from a distance, unaware of Dao Qinghe's identity.

Ji Wushen, Miao Jiu has an impression of him. He has seen him in the Thunder God Valley and fought against the Holy Son of Dayu. He is very powerful.

Miao Jiu thought about it for a while, but couldn't think of it anymore. He had been accompanying Li Xiaoxiao for those few days and was exhausted.

Meow Jiu San attracts attention wherever he goes. Wandering around the city, here the wind, flowers, snow and moon are like a small fairy palace, and there, the divine light is overflowing like a brilliance.

Huanghu met an old demon from the Ten Thousand Saints Realm. He was like a wild dragon, very domineering. Seeing Huanghu without saying a word, he knocked a chestnut into the ground.

The old demon's gaze looked like two fire caves, making the hairs on Miaojiu and Thunderbird stand on end.

"Are you two demons too?" The old demon's gaze was so terrifying and captivating that he dragged the three of them to the demon palace no matter how hard they struggled.

After a long time, Miao Jiu came out and realized that the old demon had bad eyesight and was standing next to Huang Hu. He was also a demon and couldn't see who was who, so he captured them all.

The reason is that Huanghu has not been to the Ten Thousand Saints Realm for a long time. The master he has not yet learned from is a super boss of the tiger clan in the Ten Thousand Saints Realm. He has the blood of the White Tiger. He gave Huanghu a slap in the face through the sound-transmitting magic weapon.

He cursed and shouted so hard that the sky would fall.

It was regarded as a tribute to the general, but now, he has come out. Thunderbird did not come out simply. The other party knew Lei Peng, and then he also scolded him. It was considered an unreasonable disaster. Huang Hu... Miao Jiu could only pray for him.

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Just for a while, Miaojiu felt that she was a lot messy.

So, next, he wandered around Shanhe City alone. As he walked, he walked into a palace garden. The place was rich in spiritual energy, with clear water and orchids, just like the willows and bamboos swaying between the mountains and rivers.
To be continued...
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