The Wu brothers thanked each other very much and insisted on staying for a banquet. Xiang Yang was about to refuse, but a servant rushed in with panic on his face.

"The guest is here, there is no rules! Why are you so panicked? Go out and report again!" Wufa's face turned solemn and he scolded loudly.

The servant looked bitter and knelt on the ground and glanced at him with his eyes. Seeing that he was frosted, he could only turn around and go out and shouted outside the door: "Master, Lord Jia Bo is here."

"Well, that's what... what? Lord Jia Bo is here! Bastard! Why didn't you say it earlier!"

Wufa was shocked and bowed to Xiang Yang: "Brother Xiang, Lord Jia Bo is here for some reason. Can you and I welcome you together?"

"Mr. Jia Bo? Who is that?" Xiang Yang raised his eyebrows.

"Lord Jia Bo is one of the commanders in charge of our Jiuding Immortal Sect in this barbarism battle, a disciple of the overlord sect, and a famous genius in Beishenzhou..."

"Uh, it's him."

"Yes, he is a disciple of the Huguang Tower of Tianhu Immortal Sect. His status in Tianhu Immortal Sect is comparable to that of our Dingzun Hall. It is said that he has a very high status in the sect. In this battle of barbarian chaos, except for those two real people, the cultivators of Tianhu Immortal Sect were led by him."

He looked out, stood up and said, "Brother Xiang, go together. These monster geniuses are always a little arrogant. If you know that you are here but don't show up, you will be unhappy. In this battle of turmoil, the garrisons of each sect are arranged by the commander. If you turn around and wear some shoes for your Fuyu Sect, it will be a troublesome..."

As he spoke, he walked outward, Xiang Yang followed optionally, but he was also a little curious about how powerful this famous genius in Northern Shenzhou could be?

On the side, Chu Xuan's face was not very good-looking. In his heart, who would be more genius than his boss Xiang? He actually wanted him to come out to greet him in person, and his style was too big.

The mansion of the Wu brothers is located at the top of the Eighth Ding Peak. The terrain is already extremely high. When you go out, you will find a huge platform. At this time, a silver-lit cloud boat is floating on it.

Xiang Yang followed behind Wufa and glanced at the cloud boat. He saw three monks standing above him. The leader was about thirty years old, and it should be Jia Bo.

He felt aroused in his heart. The monks were different from mortals. Their original energy was in their body, and their physical condition could last forever. And as long as the pill was successfully formed, the aging of their faces would slow down a lot. Therefore, Chu Xuan's lifespan was more than 300, but it still seemed that he was only about 300 or 40. Many monks did not see their old age until they were over a thousand years old.

So generally speaking, it is difficult to judge the true life span of a monk from his appearance, but this person is integrated into heaven and earth, and his aura is even more than Matsuda, but his appearance is so young. He should be over 100 years old when he becomes a baby. He can indeed be called a real genius.

Seeing Wufa and others going out to greet him, the Yunzhou slowly descended. Jia Bo did not get off the boat, but was still standing coldly at the head of the boat. The Wufa brothers took a few steps towards them and saluted: "Wufa (Wutian), a disciple of the Dingzun Temple in the Nine Dingmen Sect, pay homage to Commander Jia Bo!"

Jia Bo nodded slightly, looked down and asked lightly: "You two, can you know why I came today?"

Ufa bowed and replied, "Please forgive me for not knowing."

Jia Bo sneered: "I don't know? I have notified a few days ago that this war of turmoil is different from the past. Your disciples of Dingzun Temple must also participate. Why don't you come to report to me?"

Wufa's face looked a little ugly, and his tone became slightly hard: "In Xia Nai Jiuding Immortal Sect, in Dingzun Hall, although I am a disciple on duty, I am only responsible for the trivial matters of external contact. There are several senior brothers and sisters above, and there are elders of the master. I really can't make the decision. However, I have reported to the hall, but the master Jing Mo has rushed to Beige Peak at this time, so there is no order yet."

Jia Bo's face was gloomy.

Calculate the time, this turmoil happened to be a battle of ten thousand years. According to Da Ren's calculations, except for the first turmoil, the situation is the most severe. However, with the defense line of the Qitian Mountains as a support, at most, it would be more sacrificed and could always be overcome in the end.

But as a disciple of the Huguang Tower of Tianhu Xianzong, he has fierce competition within the sect. This battle of barbarism is the best opportunity to show off, so he naturally wants to do it perfectly.

But when he got here, he saw that as the commander, his power was very limited. If he didn't have any direct power, he started to think of Dingzuntang and several other elite disciples of the sects and directly ordered them to come to report to him.

But now several other sects have come, but the most important Dingzun Hall is gone, so he came to the sect.

Wufa is also considered unlucky. The top ten disciples in Dingzun Hall take turns every six months. As a disciple on duty, he is responsible for trivial matters such as sect law in the hall and external contacts. It is also considered to be his turn during this period.

After receiving Jia Bo's message, he immediately reported it, but Jing Mo was not here, who would dare to make a decision without authorization? The instructors at the peak of the Nine-Turn in the hall were still clamoring whether to alarm the sect leader, or notify Qingmo Zhenren to come out of seclusion, and Jia Bo had already found him.

There is Qingmo Zhenren in Dingzun Hall, so Jia Bo naturally did not dare to come to question directly, so he could only come to Wufa to vent his anger first.

"The first order of the Northern Shenzhou Man Rebellion is to begin the sect. 'In the war of the Man Rebellion, all monks must abandon the sect's thoughts and take military discipline as the main principle!' I am the commander of the Beige Peak area of ​​the Man Rebellion this time. Do you, a small Dingzun Hall, dare to offend the superiors? What about military discipline? Jia Zhen, take this person down and turn around and ask their Dingzun Hall elders to come to me to ask for someone!"

With Jia Bo's cold shout, a nine-turn monk stood up behind him and smiled at Wufa and the others: "We are all fellow practitioners, so we don't have to do it anymore, right? Follow us here..."

Wufa, Wu Tian's face turned gloomy and blue. If he really followed, it would be nothing big. On the territory of the Jiuding Immortal Sect, Jia Bo would not dare to do anything to them. But if he had to take the elders in his own hall to get people, his face would be greatly lost.

Now that so many sects are gathered here, a little news will spread at any time. This not only loses one's own face, but also from Dingzun Hall, or even from Jiuding Immortal Sect. In this way, how can the two brothers gain a foothold in the hall?

While he was wandering and helpless, a chuckle came from behind him: "This commander Jia is really powerful, but this chaotic edict seems to be very clear. Only after arriving at the front line can you have the right to control the war. Now that it has not yet begun, and it is still in the process of being summoned to gather. As long as the number of people required for the edict is enough, who will be sent by each sect? You don't seem to be able to control the commander, right?"
Chapter completed!