Martial arts become gods

Chapter 2198
Ling Zhi's status is not low in Lingtian Pavilion, so Lingtian Pavilion still attaches great importance to this operation.

As for the Northern Wilderness Hall, the head of the Foreign Affairs Hall personally received it, which was not out of courtesy.

There seems to be a tacit understanding between the two parties, trying to make the best arrangement.

"Master, why did Beihuang Palace choose such a ghostly place? It seems to have nothing but coldness." A disciple of Lingtian Pavilion walked up to Ling Zhi and asked in a low voice.

Hearing his name, he was actually Ling Zhi's personal disciple, which is naturally different from ordinary disciples.

There are such disciples in most sects, and they directly worship under different seniors in the sect.

Of course, there are such disciples in Beihuang Temple, but usually they follow their respective masters to practice, and they rarely appear.

"Do you think the Beihuang Temple has been standing for so many years, would you be an idiot? But for the time being, we don't know why they are here." Ling Zhi paused and continued: "You are a disciple, it will be much more convenient than me. Huangdian is obviously delaying time this time, you will find an opportunity to inquire later, but you don’t need to do it yourself. Remember to hide your strength, you are the trump card this time.”

"Yes!"

The young disciple nodded, and a look of interest appeared on his face.

The foreign affairs hall was very efficient, and the Lingtian Pavilion's envoys were quickly settled.

Naturally, it was impossible for Yan Bin to wait on him all the time, so he left on the pretext of having something to do.

He was also worried that he could delay it today, but if Mo Xian didn't leave the customs tomorrow, it would be unreasonable.

And after seeing the arrangement of Beihuang Palace, everyone in Lingtian Pavilion was also surprised.

The outside world has rumors about how barren the Northern Wilderness Palace is, but now it seems that this is not the case at all. It is a typical case of closing the door to make a fortune.

Outside the Ice Palace, as time passed, Gao Ming and the others raised their voices, but they didn't see any movement of Mo Xian leaving the customs.

However, it was already past noon, but there was still no news.

"That senior won't joke with us." Gao Ming said suspiciously.

"Impossible, who has nothing to do to fool us new disciples." The other people shook their heads, it is basically impossible for this to happen.

Of course Gao Ming also knew that he was just looking for psychological comfort.

As for Yin Qiantong, who had already returned to the Ice Palace, she didn't show any worry at all.

And at this moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps coming from the direction down the mountain.

The complexions of Gao Ming and the others changed slightly immediately, as if what should come was still here.

But the people who appeared made them a little confused. They were a group of quite young people, both male and female.

Moreover, obviously not all the people from Beihuang Temple.

"People from Lingtian Pavilion!" After seeing the logos on these people's clothes, Gao Ming and the others were suddenly a little confused.

The relationship between Beihuang Palace and Lingtian Pavilion is not harmonious, and they are far apart, so they rarely communicate with each other.

"You are Mo Xian, you don't look very good." After seeing Gao Ming, a disciple of Lingtian Pavilion said with disdain.

Because Gao Ming was the strongest, they subconsciously made him think that he was Mo Xian who killed Ling Fei.

"Brother Zhang Lei, in fact, here are all new disciples, and he is not Mo Xian." A disciple from the Foreign Affairs Hall of the Northern Wilderness Hall quickly explained that he was ordered to show the disciples of Lingtian Pavilion to unimportant places.

He came here without knowing it, and it wasn't an important place, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

"Is that so? That's my recklessness." Zhang Lei smiled lightly, pretending to be friendly.

"Brother Zhang Lei, there's nothing to see here, why don't you leave now." The young deacon of the Foreign Affairs Hall said, if he hadn't been ordered, he wouldn't bother to pay attention to people like Lingtian Pavilion.

"I think it's pretty good here, isn't it that you can visit it at will, do you want to go back on your word?" Zhang Lei said lightly.

"This..." Everyone in the foreign affairs hall suddenly felt helpless. Their hall master made an order, but it was hard for them and the people below.

He didn't dare to be negligent, and he was also afraid of what the red-eyed brothers would do.

This was actually proposed by Ling Zhi, saying that it was to strengthen the communication between the disciples of the two sides, and so on. Anyway, they were all grand-sounding scenes.

It's not easy for Yan Bin to refuse, it would seem too petty.

Of course, he also has his own ideas. Anyway, they are all disciples, and they can't make any waves. It's better to be more generous.

And there are people staring at it, but they can't come up with any tricks.

Ling Zhi obviously knew his point, so he ordered the disciples in the door to find out the truth, which is also the best way.

"Hehe, we are all of the same age, maybe we will become friends in the future, there is no need to be so cautious." Zhang Lei smiled lightly, and suddenly looked at Gao Ming with great interest and said, "My friend, I think you are quite capable, why don't we have a sparring session?" how?"

Hearing this, all the disciples of the Northern Wilderness Hall were slightly startled, they were looking for trouble.

"It's not very good, I'm afraid it will hurt the harmony." The young deacon of the Foreign Affairs Hall frowned slightly and said.

"It's a normal thing for disciples to discuss each other, and it can also allow us to communicate better, and it's just a point. Don't you disciples of the Northern Wilderness Hall even have the courage to do so?" Zhang Lei continued, The faint mockery on the face really made everyone in Beihuang Hall burn with anger.

A group of male and female disciples in Lingtian Pavilion also cooperated very well and let out a burst of discussion

"Let's learn from each other, whoever is afraid of whom." Gao Mingdang snorted coldly, and the energy in his body began to surge.

It wasn't hard for him to guess that the people from Lingtian Pavilion were here for Mo Xian, and since Mo Xian wasn't there, he should stand up for it.

Although they are new disciples, they will not be looked down upon.

"Damn, these Lingtian Pavilion people are really shameless. They know that Junior Brother Gao Ming and the others are new disciples, but they still want to make provocative words."

Theoretically speaking, the people in the Foreign Affairs Hall are no longer ordinary disciples, so they are a little helpless in the face of Lingtian Pavilion's provocation.

"Brother Zhang Lei, they are all new disciples, so I'm afraid this discussion is a bit unfair." The young deacon of the Foreign Affairs Hall said, holding back his anger.

"Don't hide it, who doesn't know that these people are the elites you selected from the Great War, and they are not new disciples." Zhang Lei said with a faint smile.

In fact, in their view, the Wanyu War itself is inferior, he just said that on purpose.

Gao Ming's face turned red immediately, didn't this mean to scare him on purpose, and immediately he said angrily: "If you want to fight, hit him, why is there so much nonsense, maybe the young master is still afraid of you."

"Haha, all the disciples of the Northern Wilderness Palace are really hot-tempered." Zhang Lei laughed loudly, and immediately took a few steps forward.

His purpose was simple, since Mo Xian couldn't come out, then he would find a way to let him out, and beat Gao Ming and others to death, which was obviously a good choice.

And the so-called point-to-point is probably a joke.

(End of this chapter)