Since the world of nine uncles is immortal

Chapter 155 Dongyang's Trouble

Wang Yu, who was watching the practice essays, would be attracted by the information recorded in the essays from time to time.

It didn't take long for him with a big heart to get used to the feeling of heart palpitations.

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On the road from Shanghai to Jurong, dozens of trucks full of men in black were rushing with headlights on.

In the cab of a truck at the front, a conversation in blunt Chinese was going on.

"Nagasaki-kun, why did Shi Jian contact us this time?

In the past, no matter what conditions we set, he always behaved indifferently.

This time, I suddenly contacted us, I always feel a little weird? "

"Xiao Dao-chan, I, Dadongyang, have already won half of the magic capital, as long as Shi Jian is not stupid, he should be able to judge.

In at most three months, this prosperous land will belong to our Dadongyang.

At this time, he sent a message to us to express his surrender, which is what a wise person should do.

Although my Jiuju lineage covets the Maoshan School's techniques very much, but I don't necessarily want to accept Shi Jian as a dog.

I believe that when our Dadongyang completely occupies this vast land, there will be a lot of Maoshan Taoist priests who are willing to be dogs for us.

In addition, for this operation, Kojima-chan, please don't worry about safety, according to the information I got from the military department.

The Maoshan Taoist priests probably want to hold a ring competition this time to select elite disciples for training.

The elders of Maoshan Taoist priests had deep conflicts with Shi Jian.

Shi Jian came to our Jiuju lineage, probably because he wanted to borrow our strength.

Sweep out all the forces that do not submit to him in the Maoshan faction. "

I don't know if it's because of the language barrier between Shi Jian and his communication with Jiuju's lineage seems to be a big problem.

Both of them think that the other party came to him to surrender and be a dog.

I don't know who convinced whom in the end?

The long night is over, and the dawn is coming.

Maoshan, which had been silent all night, began to be lively again.

Last night, Elder Jin Qing, who was in charge of the affairs of the blessed land, announced in front of everyone that the mage realm trial scheduled for tomorrow would be cancelled.

Tomorrow morning, the secret realm known as the first blessed land and the eighth cave in the ancestral court will be opened.

At that time, all the benefits promised by the ancestral family will be distributed on the spot.

As soon as the news came out, all Maoshan disciples became excited.

Those who were the first to arrive at the ancestral court had already been there for almost a month.

Unexpectedly, now I can finally see the benefits promised by the ancestral court.

In the early morning, after hastily washing up, all the Maoshan disciples followed behind their master, eagerly waiting for the arrival of Elder Jin Qing.

Knowing the state of mind of many disciples at this time, the old Daoist Jin Qing didn't deliberately play any mystery.

When the first sun rises, he floats there.

Knowing that even if Shi Jian didn't die yesterday, the old Daoist Jin Qing must have been seriously injured. He was not surprised to see that Shi Jian and his son were not here.

In this ancestral court trial, everything was going according to the predictions of the six elders.

But who knew, Wang Yu made such a big commotion as soon as he appeared on the stage.

He directly beat the head of Maoshan to serious injury.

The pressure from Xiao Dongyang already made Jin Qing feel a little restless.

Seeing that the results of the first three realms of the arena had come out, he was afraid of further problems, so he simply canceled the trial of the mage realm.

"Have all the disciples arrived?"

"Reporting to Master Uncle, all disciples have arrived except the head master and disciple and Wang Yu who is locked up in the Sutra Pavilion for self-reflection."

"Shan, since you are all here, just follow me."

After nodding to Uncle Jiu who answered, Jin Qing turned around and left.

He didn't walk slowly. If some low-level Daotongjing disciples didn't trot, they couldn't keep up with his footsteps.

After a cup of tea, a magnificent hall appeared in front of everyone.

Before walking to the main hall, Jin Qing Lao Dao stopped in his tracks: "All the disciples from the Taoist realm and the Warlock realm have entered the Gong Chuan Gong Hall.

There is a corresponding number of spirit-gathering talismans in the hall, and each person can take one.

Inside the talisman, there is a ball of blessed land aura rewarded, and you can use the spirit-gathering talisman to absorb the aura in the Chuan Gong Hall.

There is another elder sitting in the hall, and the top ten disciples in the sorcerer realm can consult the elder according to the rules.

If there are troublemakers, don't blame the elder for severely punishing them. "

After finishing speaking, Jin Qing Laodao immediately raised his legs and continued to walk forward.

And the disciples of the Taoist realm and the Warlock realm who had been named by him all rushed towards the Gong Chuan Gong Hall.

The group of people walked behind Jinqing Laodao for a while, and an attic slightly smaller than the Chuangong Hall appeared in everyone's sight.

"Training teacher realm disciples stop here, you can go into the Treasure Pavilion to get a spirit-gathering talisman by yourself, and choose a talisman or magic weapon that is suitable for your hand.

After the selection is completed, you can go to the second floor of the attic and ask your uncle about the doubts on the road.

The top ten disciples remain in the team, and we have already prepared the talismans and magic tools for you in the blessed land for you. "

Although it's a pity that I can't see the true face of the blessed land of the ancestors, the second-generation disciples of the training master who were named did not commit any crimes.

Seeing that there were less than 20 people behind him, Jin Qing's eyes flashed, and he led the crowd to circle around the ancestral court.

Just when everyone was circling impatiently, their figures suddenly disappeared into the ancestral courtyard.

In the master dojo, when Jin Qing led Uncle Jiu and others disappeared into the ancestral courtyard out of thin air.

In that gloomy room last night, a figure with a young and old face suddenly opened his eyes.

In the gloom and darkness, the pair of eyes of that figure gradually changed from red to emerald green.

The glowing green light covered the three inches in front of the figure with a layer of greenery.

"I found it, I finally found it.

Immortal things, what you have been guarding against all these years is not because I found the teleportation array leading to the blessed land.

Since the location of the blessed place can already be determined, I don't need to endure it anymore. "

The pale teeth were exposed, and the mouth of the figure opened its mouth in a smirk, and roared: "Wicked Wang Yu, I am here, you bastard, why don't you just hang your hands and wait for death?

However, even if you wait to die, I will take out your soul and boil oil to light the lamp. My son died because of you, and I will torture you for hundreds of millions of years. "

The sharp roar spread across the entire Maoshan in an instant.

Wang Yu, who had been up all night, was going to sleep in the cage, but his head had just been glued to the pillow made of piles of books.

The roar that spread throughout Maoshan immediately made him sleepless.

"Shi Jian? How is it possible? Although this old boy has already condensed his five qi yesterday, he can't stop me from seven or nine mysterious thunders, right?"

Surprised, Wang Yu sincerely admired Shi Jian who survived the catastrophe but didn't know how to restrain himself.

Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, you still prefer to go to the mountains.

Courting death, you are serious.

"Boil the oil and light the lamp so that I will never be reborn. Shi Jian, you think too highly of yourself. If you have the guts to show up and fight with me, if you can't kill me, I will be slaughtered by you from now on."

While roaring back loudly, Wang Yu directly ignored the confinement range set by the old Taoist Jin Qing and Jiu Shu yesterday, and rushed out of the nine-story stone tower with his sword.

His plan does not allow changes like Shi Jian's.

(End of this chapter)