Three days later, the sky above Baihe Prefecture.

A flying spirit weapon crossed the sky, and the people on the ground ignored it.

"The rivers in Baihe Prefecture are so dense. Which one is the Baihe?" Yu Chengmo sighed casually as he looked at the scenery below.

"Leader, I have heard a rumor that Baihe Prefecture should actually be called Baihe Prefecture. But later it was misinformed and it was called Baihe Prefecture." A disciple wearing the robe of Huanshi League sitting opposite Yu Cheng Mo said respectfully.

The disciple is named Mei Minghao, who is a disciple of Tianjian Mountain, and is responsible for accompanying the leader of the Huanshi to the Zhong family on the front and back of the horse.

Within the top ten sects, the Huanshi Alliance is just that, but beyond the top ten sects, the Huanshi Alliance represents the common will and face of the top ten sects. Although it has handed over the diplomatic attitude with the Zhong family to Yu Chengmo for a decision, as the leader of the top ten sects, Tianjianshan has to send someone to come.

There was a large iron cage next to Mei Minghao's seat, and an ugly and overly ugly beast was locked inside. It was Yu Chengmo's harvest in the Qianmo Valley of Yinzhou, Yinzhou. After taking it back to Yinghua Sect, he couldn't tell what it was. This time he gave it to the Beast Control Sect to take a look.

There is no neck, the head and body are in the shape of a mallet, thick and short limbs, hairless and scaleless skin, and only cracked hard blocks all over the body. If it weren't for washing it, I would have thought it was mud on it.

The ugly beast was biting the raw meat in the cage. The open mouth could see three rows of dagger-shaped fangs.

"No, right!" Before Yu Cheng Mo answered, Zhuan Qianqian, who was sitting in Yu Cheng Mo's arms, shouted: "Baihe Prefecture has always been called Baihe Prefecture, and there was really only one Baihe before."

Of course, the speculations of the two outsiders are not as good as those of the locals. After all, Baihezhou is the hometown of the Zhuan family, so Zhuan Qianqian naturally has more say.

"But a long time ago, hundreds of years ago," Zhuan Qianqian waved her hands and told the story seriously: "There were two masters from the God Transformation Stage fighting, one turned into a giant dragon with an eight hundred blades long, and the other turned into a steel giant with a five hundred blades high. The sky was dim and the earth was dark. Finally, the dragon hit the earth in Baihe Prefecture with one blow. The steel giant flattened the Baihe River with one foot, and the Baihe River water poured into the cracks, and it became what Baihe Prefecture looks like today."

"Puff..." Mei Minghao couldn't help laughing. Although Yu Chengmo restrained it, the expression on his face was also hilarious.

"What I said is true! No lie!" Zhuan Qianqian called seriously, a little angry, her delicate little face bulged into the shape of a bun, and Yu Chengmo wanted to pinch her hands to try the feel.

After hesitating for a while, he didn't pinch it up. Yu Chengmo put his hand on Zhuan Qianqian's head and felt that his short hair was not as good as before: "Qianqian, if the masters in the incarnation stage fight would be so terrible, then how terrible the battle between the old monsters in the Mahayana and Earth Immortal stages is? Wouldn't the Thirteen States be destroyed?"

"This..." Zhuan Qianqian blinked, as if this was the truth? Could it be that the story she saw in the library of the Zhuan Family's secret collection was a rumor?

"Also, I don't mention that I am only one step away from the Mahayana period. Uncle Zhuan is a master of the fusion stage, and he is one level higher than the transformation of gods. Do you think Uncle Zhuan is that scary?"

"If the earth is really broken because of the fight, the people on the ground will suffer a lot." Mei Minghao also interfered: "The two god-transforming monks who fought have become sinners, and they are all small infamous for eternity. How could the legend not leave their names?"

"I think it's because this legend was passed down a long time ago. At that time, the Incarnation Period or Combination Period was the top cultivators. Maybe it was the story left by mortals. Use your imagination to use your imagination." Yu Cheng Mo finally concluded, thinking that this was probably the bedtime story told by Zhuan Dacai to Zhuan Qianqian. Zhuan Qianqian has not yet been exposed to cultivation and has no feeling about the realm, so she doesn't think much about it.

In front is the office of Huanshimeng in Baihe Prefecture, and Zhong Ming of the Zhong family is waiting for Yu Chengmo and his party.

The flying spirit slowly landed in the backyard of the office. Zhong Ming came down first, and Yu Chengmo led Zhuan Qianqian behind.

The office here is managed by the local local snake beast control sect, and the person who greets them is the manager of the beast control sect.

"I have seen the leader of the alliance, and the villain's surname is Fang." As soon as I saw Yu Cheng Mo, the manager lowered his head and bowed.

"I'm working." When I met an outsider, Yu Chengmo regained his image as the leader of Huanshi and nodded and said.

Manager Fang is a short and fat old man with a foundation-building stage, his hair is a bit bald and looks a little funny.

Standing next to Manager Fang, there was a somewhat restrained and uneasy young man who looked a little older than Yu Cheng Mo, and he was at a loss.

He is Zhong Ming from the Zhong family, who is here to welcome the assistance sent to him by Huanshi League.

But as the three people were put away from the flying spirit weapon, Zhong Ming looked confused.

Yu Chengmo is just a young man without a bad reputation. Zhuan Qianqian looks only eight or nine years old, and only Mei Minghao, who looks similar to Zhong Ming's appearance, looks reliable, but Mei Minghao is obviously just a follower.

"The leader of the alliance, this is the seventh son of the Zhong family, Zhong Ming." As Yu Cheng Mo's eyes were on Zhong Ming, Manager Fang introduced to Yu Cheng Mo and turned his head: "Young Master Zhong, this is the leader of my Huanshi Alliance, the Taoist of the Taoist who killed the evil."

"Huanshi Alliance... Leader!" Zhong Ming was obviously a little dull. Unexpectedly, the young man who had no chance in front of him was actually the leader of Huaanshi Alliance, the legendary Taoist Taoist.

Yu Chengmo looked at it and said that Zhong Ming was really stupid. If the top ten sects had not just had the idea of ​​getting in touch with aristocratic families, Zhong Ming would have been bombarded by the Beast Control Sect long ago? Even if he wanted to interfere in the Zhong family, Zhong Ming would definitely not be a good partner.

Strength is the best way to prove his identity. Yu Chengmo released his aura of the peak of the ninth level of tribulation and avoided Zhuan Qianqian beside him.

There is no way to suppress people with power, it is just a breath, which makes Manager Fang, Zhong Ming, and Mei Minghao behind him tremble, feeling a little breathless.

Zhong Ming knew his own weight, and it was already very surprised that Huanshi Alliance agreed to his request. He thought he would send two disciples at will, but why did the leader come in person?

Mei Minghao handed it to Manager Fang in a cage containing the four-legged strange beast: "Manager Fang, this is the strange beast that the leader wants to entrust the Beast Control Sect to identify."

Zhong Ming breathed a sigh of relief. It was true that there was another reason, so he knew how could a leader come to take care of him in person.

"Then we will talk about some aid." Yu Chengmo's eyes fell on Zhong Ming and took out a piece of paper from the ring. This was the list of conditions written by Yinghua's disciples for him.
Chapter completed!