All Heavens and Worlds Red Envelope System

Chapter 392 The Young Sovereign

Seeing Yi Shi's appearance, Jiang Tao and the others couldn't help but secretly worried, looking at each other, Jia Huai said: "No, we have to tell Brother Xia about this and tell him to be careful, Yi Yang is not easy to deal with!"

The rest of the people nodded.

Jia Huai looked forward, and saw that Xia Chen was sitting on the second seat behind Tie Kuangxin in the huge meeting table, and his spiritual power transmitted to Xia Chen's ears: "Brother Xia, this guy Yi Shi can't die. Repent, and still want to deal with you, he invited Yi Yang, the closed disciple of the elder of the Discipline Pavilion, to attack you, be careful!"

"This Yi Yang ranks in the top three among all the closed disciples of Wan Dao Sect. He is a top-level cultivator with a Nine-Turn Divine Lightning Body. It is quite tricky. If there is no chance of winning, don't confront him head-on!"

Xia Chen was quietly waiting for the convening of the sect meeting, when he heard Jia Huai's spiritual power transmission in vain, he couldn't help frowning slightly, and turned his head away.

Behind, Jiang Tao, Jia Huai and others stood in a row, winking at him.

Xia Chen followed their gazes, and saw not far away, Yi Shi, whom he hadn't seen for several months, was standing proudly in the team of core disciples.

As if aware of Xia Chen's gaze, Yi Shi's eyes shot straight over, his face was extremely resentful, his pupils flickered, as if to say: "You are dead!"

Xia Chen sneered, this Yi Shi probably didn't know that he had broken through to Wu Sheng now, so what about his elder brother Yi Yang, he was still not afraid.

"Be quiet, the sovereign is coming!"

At this time, an old man with indifferent expression, white hair and long eyebrows floated into the second seat in the center of the conference table, his voice spread faintly, the volume was not loud, but it was extremely penetrating, and the simple words were in everyone's ears reverberate.

The Zongmen hall, which was originally noisy, suddenly fell silent. All the disciples and elders who were talking closed their mouths and looked forward quietly.

In the center of the conference table, there is a purple seat. This seat is where the suzerain sits, and it is also the seat of the entire conference table. The core seat is the center of power.

The old man with white hair and long eyebrows just now sat on the yellow seat beside the purple seat. He is the deputy suzerain of Wan Dao Sect, named Zhongli Tu, and his strength is a martial saint of heavenly rank. He is only one step away from Emperor Wu. Sitting there, there is an invisible oppressive feeling, spreading in all directions.

In the quiet sect hall, everyone kept quiet, staring at the empty purple seat.

They knew that the suzerain of Wan Dao Sect was coming soon.

Xia Chen and Jiang Tao, the new disciples who had never seen the true face of the suzerain, were all agitated. They really wanted to know what the legendary Emperor Wu looked like.

After seeing Emperor Wu's great supernatural powers in creating a world, they yearned for Emperor Wu very much, and they couldn't wait to see his demeanor right away.

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At this time, in the center of the conference table, a white glow flashed, and a young man with a thin face in a blue Taoist robe appeared in front of everyone.

This young man looked to be in his 20s, with black hair, a simple rough preacher's crown, and a cyan robe that had been worn for an unknown period of time. It was a little gray and looked a bit shabby, like a poor man who came to Beijing to rush for an exam. Scholar.

He is holding a folding fan, with a friendly smile on his face, and a pair of black and white eyes flashing with ancient charm, like a character in a painting, his hands and feet are full of fairy spirit.

"Keep everyone waiting for a long time!" The young man smiled softly, and sat down calmly on the purple seat.

"This is the Emperor Wu Suzerain?" Jiang Tao and others stared wide-eyed, unable to believe it.

In their original associations, the Wan Dao Sect, a top force on the Tianwu Continent, as a Martial Emperor, as the suzerain who has been in charge of the Wan Dao Sect for thousands of years, shouldn't he be a gray-haired old man, or a majestic one? middle-aged!

How could he be such a young man, and, seeing his words and demeanor, he did not lose the youthful escape.

It is unbelievable that such a person is actually one of the four giants standing at the top of Tianwu Continent.

Not only Jiang Tao and the others were stunned, but even Xia Chen was stunned.

He also guessed wrong. He never expected that the legendary Emperor Wu did not have three heads and six arms, nor did he have any shocking and surprising features. He was just a young man with an ancient charm.

"Master, I don't know what the suzerain's name is?" Xia Chen couldn't help asking Tie Kuangxin in front of him.

Tie Kuangxin turned his head slightly, and whispered: "The suzerain's surname is Zhu, and his name is Zhu Wudao!"

"Zhu Wudao, is this the name of the Emperor Wu's suzerain?" Xia Chen secretly wrote it down.

Even though he was a strong Emperor Wu, Zhu Wudao, who was sitting in the center of the meeting table in front, exuded a sense of oppression, not even as strong as the deputy suzerain Zhong Litu.

"Deputy suzerain, as before, you can preside over this sect meeting, and I'll be in charge of listening!" Zhu Wudao casually ordered Zhong Litu, who was beside him with white hair and long eyebrows.

"Yes, suzerain!" Zhong Litu seemed to be used to Zhu Wudao being a hands-off shopkeeper, and nodded slightly, with a very respectful expression.

The other elders present all straightened their waists and looked serious. They seemed to be familiar with such a young suzerain, and they were not as surprised as Xia Chen, Jiang Tao and others.

Deputy Sect Master Zhong Litu glanced at all the elders and closed disciples present, and said loudly: "Nine days later, it will be the time for our four major sects' annual disciple competition!"

"As you all know, every year the disciple competition is a time for our four major sects to compete for strength. Your participation in the competition is related to the honor and disgrace of our Wan Dao Sect!"

"In the past ten years, our Wan Dao Sect has been taking the last place in the disciple competition, lagging behind the other three sects, and being ridiculed by the other three sects. We are known as the weakest sect of the four sects!"

When Zhong Litu said this, his tone became harsh and sharp. A pair of eagle-like eyes swept over everyone present. Some closed disciples couldn't help shrinking their necks and showing shame on their faces.

"I hope that this year you will be able to show the strength you should have, and get rid of the shame, and win glory for our Wandaomen, instead of coming back disheveled like in previous years!" Zhong Litu's voice was sonorous and powerful, shaking people's hearts.

"Deputy Sect Master, victory or defeat is a common matter for military strategists. In previous years, we were not weak in strength, but the strength of the other three sects was too strong. No wonder disciples!"

At this time, Zhu Wudao, as the suzerain, began to come out to smooth things over.

He smiled and looked at everyone kindly: "If our Wandaomen can break the embarrassing situation of being the last one in previous years this year, and make contributions, I will give them ten Sacred Heart Pills and one The supreme martial arts left by the ancient Martial Emperor, you all work hard!"

(End of this chapter)