immortal mansion

Chapter 247 Gathering
Several hours later, Mo Chen, who was resting his eyes with his eyes closed, suddenly felt the scene go quiet.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that it was caused by a group of nuns walking in from outside.

The leader is a gorgeous female cultivator wearing a bright red spirit flower on her head and a cool dress. She has a large body of snow-white skin exposed, and every frown and smile can stir up the flames in the heart.

It stands to reason that such a stunner should attract the attention of the audience, but what Mo Chen saw was that almost all the monks turned their backs, as if they didn't dare to look at this gorgeous female nun.

"Don't look, be careful of being arrested and taken to the Palace of Mirrors to be used as a cauldron!" Behind him, a monk with an ugly face tugged at the hem of his obsessed companion. The minister under the skirt.

Hearing this, Mo Chen immediately understood the origin of that female cultivator.

If he guessed correctly, the other party should be one of the seven giants of the Seven Seas Society, Ji Yuling, the lord of the Mirror Palace.

Recalling certain rumors about Ji Yuling, Mo Chen immediately buried his head deeply, lest he would attract the attention of the Palace Master of the Mirror Palace.

As time went by, two more teams arrived one after the other.

The first to come in was a group of Taoist priests dressed in blue Taoist robes, ranging in appearance from young to old. As soon as the old Taoist with a white beard appeared at the head, they attracted the awe of everyone. Those three people also changed their indifferent attitude before, and greeted the old man on their own initiative.

"Senior Hai Lingzi, I didn't expect you to lead the team this time!"

"Come, come, you are the one to take the chief seat..."

After hearing these words, Mo Chen couldn't help thinking, the status of the leader of the team seems to be really respected!

Through the discussions of the people around him, Mo Chen learned the true identity of this group of people. It turned out to be Zhenhaiguan, one of the seven giants. It is rumored that this is an ancient force that existed in modern times.

"No wonder!" He understood in his heart.

As much attention as Zhenhai Guan received when he came in, the other team was ignored as much. When Mo Chen saw the costumes of this team, he immediately recognized their identities.

There is no other reason, it is because it is so easy to identify.

I saw that everyone in the team was dressed in Chinese clothes with patterns of copper coins, and all of them looked like jewels. In Wanli Shitang, there would be such a style, and only Tonghai, who mainly operates caravans, Chamber of Commerce.

Tonghai Chamber of Commerce, as one of the giants of the Seven Seas Association, is the only one that has not been inherited, or what they have inherited is only one belief, and that is to make money.

It is said that for the monks of the Tonghai Chamber of Commerce, the purpose of training to become stronger is to earn more spirit stones, and then in order to earn more spirit stones, they will work harder to improve their cultivation.

Therefore, the monks of Tonghai Chamber of Commerce didn't care about being ignored at all.

If Patriarch Qian Qian, who is not leading the team, repeatedly orders them not to leave the team at this time, most of the people in the Tonghai Chamber of Commerce team will start selling the treasures they have prepared to the monks in the Temple of Heaven.

The wait lasted for another three days, during which time the remaining giants of the Seven Seas Society, that is, Zhuge Nangong Situ's three major family forces, finally appeared one by one under the leadership of the ancestors in the clan.

At this point, all the giants of the Seven Seas Club were present.

The originally spacious Temple of Heaven's Will became a bit crowded after gathering so many monks.

At this time, among the three Nascent Soul cultivators of Tianyi City, a benevolent old man stood up. Seeing that everyone's eyes were on him, he smiled slightly and said:

"The re-opening of the Wuchao this time is really the greatest blessing in the thousand-year history of Wanli Shitang. I think fellow Taoists can't wait any longer, so I'll make a long story short. The rules are still the same as before. Fighting with hands is prohibited on the outside of the lair. It will be supervised by Tianyi City and Zhenhai Temple, and anyone who violates it will be punished without mercy, hehe... Instead of teaching outsiders to read the jokes of Wanli Stone Pond in vain, it is better to focus on treasure hunting, fellow Taoists, please keep this in mind point."

"In addition, regarding the matter of treasure hunting in the inner nest, it depends on everyone's fate. It is inconvenient for me to say more about this, and I can't say more. The specifics are all up to each person!"

After the old man said this, he glanced at the people present, and then slowly took out a token from his sleeve.

The shape of this token is similar to the homing order in Mo Chen's hand, but it is made of a kind of fiery red spirit jade, surrounded by illusory flames, and you can faintly hear bursts of strange birds. cry.

The old man gently sent out the token, and then tapped it with his fingertips. Immediately, bursts of sparkling ripples appeared, but when the ripples reached Mo Chen...

"Squeak!"

It suddenly turned into an extremely noisy noise that almost pierced the eardrum and reached his ears.

I don't know if it's Mo Chen, but other monks are also like this. Those monks who belong to the Seven Giants seem to have known that this will happen, but they still look helpless, and the ear canals are still filled with noise.

When the remaining six giants of the Seven Seas Society also sacrificed such a fiery red jade tablet, the harsh noise first weakened, then began to change, and finally turned into an extremely clear bird cry.

Accompanied by the appearance of this bird's cry, the homing orders on all the monks in the hall unexpectedly floated out from their clothes or magic vessels.

"Whoa!"

A golden-red flame ignited from the surface of the token.

At this time, Mo Chen suddenly discovered that a large number of sparks floated in the entire hall at some unknown time, and then these sparks all gathered together to form a vortex of flames the size of a fist.

As soon as the flame vortex was formed, it began to absorb the golden red flames on the homing order. When the flames continued to gather, the size of the flame vortex began to change, and finally expanded to a radius of ten feet.

"Okay, let's go in!" The old man of Tianyi City said while looking at the crowd with a smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, the team of monks from Tianyi City bowed to the old man and immediately flew into the vortex of flames. There was only a flash of flames, and the entire team disappeared without a trace.

Then there are the monks of Zhenhai Temple, and the monk teams of the other seven giants are also waiting to enter.

After a while, seeing casual cultivators also starting to enter, Mo Chen also flew into the vortex of flames with anticipation.

……

After spinning around for a while, Mo Chen realized that he had appeared in a dark area, looked around a few times, and couldn't help but feel a little weird.

This place actually gave him a sense of familiarity, with the taste of a gloomy abyss.

As far as the eye can see, there are all kinds of giant skeletons that have been weathered for an unknown number of years. Some of them look like dragons, and they are still hundreds of feet long.

"This..." Mo Chen was astonished when he saw this scene.

(End of this chapter)