Chapter 122: Group of Immortals

Hearing Zhong Yuan's words, the Poison Dragon Venerable, Shi Wengong, and Xu Feiniang were all shocked. They could see that there was a power hidden in Zhong Yuan's body, but it could also see that he was indeed that age. I thought that Zhong Yuan was amazing and was just a clever fairy, and he could compete with them with this posture.

At this moment, the original attention in my heart immediately collapsed and soared. Especially Xu Feiniang, she felt very happy.

"Why do you have to do this for two fellow Taoists? It's just a quarrel!" The fairy girl of Wanmiao Xu Feiniang advised first.

"Yes! Now that the Orthodox Church is booming, we need to join forces to fight!" Venerable Poison Dragon also followed.

"You two don't need to persuade you anymore. Now, it's not just a quarrel!" Zhong Yuan waved his hand and said lightly.

"Old poison dragon, someone wants to make things ugly, why should you stop me?" Although the Five Ghost King Shang Heyang was a little excited, his attitude was still arrogant.

Zhong Yuan didn't care about this and said, "I also want fellow Taoist Xu to take me to meet other fellow Taoist, so I'll say goodbye first!"

After saying that, he bowed his hand and left with Xu Feiniang.

"That is the long-armed god and demon Zheng Yuangui. He once studied Taoism under the sect of the ancestor Xiankong. He is now under the sect of the Five Poisons King Liebaduo. He lives in Kongtong Mountain to create a naked cave branch!"

"That is Zhu Ping, the owner of Qingmen Island in Nanhai, and his friend Du Fangheng, Cuiluozhou!"

"That is the former Kunlun elder Chi Chengzi and Yin Sutang, who now lives in Xueyueling Zaohua Cliff!"

Listening to Xu Feiniang's introduction to the monks from all over the world, without any hesitation, Zhong Yuan couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "I am a person with great ambitions!"

Of course, Zhong Yuan would not have each of these people talked to him, and most of them just nodded. After all, most of them are just scattered immortals. It’s not that Zhong Yuan looks down on scattered immortals, but now Zhong Yuan represents a great sect. As the leader, it’s not okay to be too humble and close to others.

Time passed quietly as the two of them kept moving.

When the sun was at its peak, suddenly, a sharp roar of the sky broke through the sky came from the northern sky. When I turned my head and looked, I saw a huge golden dragon flying over, shining the sun's light. Those who had a slightly weak cultivation had to temporarily close their eyes to avoid the illumination of the golden light.

Zhong Yuan was naturally not afraid of the golden light. His eyes were lit and he looked into the inside, but he saw that on the back of the golden dragon was an old nun and seven young women.

The old nun had a lion nose and tiger mouth, a red and purple face, a thin skin and bones, and a light yellow coarse monk's robe loosely wrapped around her body, looking extremely ugly. However, the seven young women were all as beautiful as flowers and graceful as they were. Each of them wore a long dress of a color, which was different, which really blinded people's eyes.

Seeing this, Zhong Yuan directly asked Xu Feiniang beside him and said, "This is a Wudang person!"

"Not bad!" Xu Feiniang nodded and replied, "That old nun is half of the old nun, and the seven women are the world's famous Seven Womans of Wudang! That golden dragon is the Taiyi Spectral Sword of Wudang Mountain. The nine-mouthed sword is the combination of nine, and only under the Emei Ziqing double swords, it can be suppressed by seven cultivators!"

"Wudang is also a great sect, I should welcome you!" Zhong Yuan said again.

"Then I won't go with fellow Taoist Zhong. Although I have a good relationship with Shi Yuzhu and Lin Luhua among the Seven Female Heroes of Wudang, the old nun on the side doesn't like me!" Xu Feiniang said.

After hearing this, Zhong Yuan smiled and said, "Since that's the case, Fellow Daoist Xu will stay here!"

At this time, blood lotus bloomed everywhere at the top of Tianwu Ridge, but half of the old nun could not land directly on the golden dragon. Therefore, he collected his magical powers in the sky and fell down.

"Zhong Muling Zhong Yuan, I have seen half of the Taoist fellow Taoist in Wudang!"

"Old Nick also greeted Master Zhong!" He said it was a greeting, but he just nodded and didn't raise his hand. "Are all the people here invited Master Zhong?"

"Some are yes, some are not. Most of them came by themselves after hearing about the sword fighting!" Zhong Yuan replied.

"Oh! Master Zhong, go if you have something to do, but it is not convenient for Master Zhong to stay here for a long time!" Half of the old nun said directly.

Zhong Yuan had known that half of the old nun had a proud and had a bad temper, but he didn't expect that he could reach such a level. Looking at her eyes, she clearly regarded herself as a thief.

With half of the old nun in this way, Zhong Yuan naturally would not let him do it too much. "I have nothing to do, I just accept the fellow Taoists from various sects who were invited! These seven female heroes who are famous all over the world! It's true that they are extraordinary!"

As he said that, his eyes looked at the seven girls of Wudang without any concealment. Some of these seven beauties were cold, some were arrogant, some were gentle, and some were shy... and gathered together, as if all the women in the world were among them. Unconsciously, Zhong Yuan couldn't help but be moved by it, and his heart beat a little faster.

Seeing this, half of the old nun suddenly turned cold, but she couldn't turn her back on her face.

At this moment, a large area of ​​green smoke in the West rolled over, attracting Zhong Yuan's attention. Half of the old nun took this opportunity and quickly took his seven disciples to the other direction.

Among the green smoke and clouds, there were disciples of the Baiman Mountain Yinfeng Cave led by Xin Chenzi. They held various magic weapons and formed a formation, which looked quite majestic.

However, compared with the neat and orderly arrangement of the disciples of Hongmuling brought by Zhong Yuan, it is a verdict!

Xin Chenzi and others were not stupid either. Without waiting for anyone to talk about it, they knew that the blood lotus all over the earth was a masterpiece of Hongmuling.

"Senior brother, should we go back and prepare some things too? Master is destined to let Hongmuling compete!"

"Shut up! Do you think you are not losing enough people? Stay honestly!" Xin Chenzi scolded in a low voice.

Zhong Yuan naturally would not pay attention to the Baiman Mountain disciples. It would be fine if he took a look. Soon, dozens of lonely lights shot from afar. Among them, most of them were uninvited casual cultivators, and Zhong Yuan ignored them. Among them, Zhong Yuan had sent invitations, such as the Dafang Zhenren Shen Tuo Yixiu, the Qiong Shen Linghun, Tian Lingzi and others, Zhong Yun naturally came forward to say hello as before.

When the sun was slanting, a little boy carved with jade came slowly in the air. At this time, most monks, regardless of right, demon, evil, or evil, flew up to greet him.

Zhong Yuan thought with his feet and knew that it was the body of the Yuanying of Li Jingxu, the real person of Jile, and at that time, he hurried forward to pay homage. After a burst of noise, everyone fell down and Tianwuling returned to peace.

As the sun gradually sets westward, more and more light comes from all directions. The originally extremely empty Tianwu Ridge is afraid that thousands of people will gather. Of course, these people's cultivation is not all above the immortals, and some are disciples brought by all parties. At this time, because many people have many old friends who have not seen each other for many years, Tianwu Ridge has really become lively, visiting and chatting, like a feast.
Chapter completed!