Campus belle's cultivation master

The burly man, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, has a naive face and looks out of place in his coarse clothes made of animal skin. In addition, he was extremely tall and powerful, just like a wild monster running out of the deep mountains and forests. He was brutal and ferocious, which made people jump with fear.

In the twinkling of an eye, he arrived at the main peak of Tushan mountain. He was like an iron tower and landed on the star picking platform. His mighty momentum ran over the whole hall, making many martial arts strongmen breathless and a little stiff.

The legendary half step congenital master ah, the Dragon see the head but not the tail!

"Ha ha ha, it's very lively." The man patted his belly, looked round, and grinned, "I've been living in seclusion for decades, and I'll be a group of small characters when I come out again. Tut Tut, do you know uncle Xiong? "

Judging from his appearance, he was in his forties, still in the age of Kong Wuli. However, many practitioners at the scene were very clear that when they reached a certain level of practice, it was not uncommon for them to rejuvenate.

Throughout the past and the present, all the martial arts masters who can reach the half step congenital state are old monsters who are nearly 100 years old.

"Well? Nobody knows me? " The burly man grinned and scratched his head with a depressed expression. "Ah, bah, the old guy died at the beginning?"

All the people took out their mouths and felt very funny.

If you look at the dozens of strong heavenly masters present, which one is not immoral and detached? You always curse your mother when you open your mouth. Your language is vulgar. Do you have the extraordinary bearing of a half step master?

Cai Yunfei's face turned pale. He trotted to the front and bowed to the end: "elder Xiong, younger Cai Yunfei is polite!"

"Oh? The little CAI of zhenwuzong? " The burly man blinked, raised his big hand like a palm fan and slapped him on the back, "ha ha ha! Good kids! He's the master of heaven! "

Cai Yunfei's white beard trembled under his jaw, and his expression was painful and embarrassed. He was a handful of old bones. He almost didn't let the goods slap him.

After that, more than a dozen senior dignitaries came forward to salute respectfully, shouting "elder Xiong", all of them pretending to be younger generation.

And more people on the scene, is looking at this scene, gaping, at a loss.

What's the origin of this big black man? Why do many of the most powerful people bow their heads?

Canghaimen Feng Cangsong shrunk his neck to the side, lowered his voice and asked: "brother Li, you are old. Who is this... This fool?"

"Shh, be careful." Li Jiuling, the founder of fengleizong, gave a warning look and immediately cleared his throat. "Do you remember the Xiong family in Western Sichuan?"

Feng Cangsong was shocked all over, and his eyes widened: "bear... Bear family? Is this... "

The answer is ready to come out, Chuanxi bear family, bear four five!

Nearly half of the practitioners may not have seen this person, but they must have heard the name from their elders!

After decades of retrogression, Ji Mingyang ascended Huajing at the age of 35 and was ranked as the master of heaven. Xiong 455 was the only outstanding person who could compete with him.

Li Jiuling, with a white beard in his hand, sighed: "when there was a big war in sanchuanjian, elder Xiong lost to the hands of Ji's ancestors with half a move. As a result, he closed his door and practiced hard. He has been in seclusion for decades. I didn't expect that now..."

He didn't say the last half of his words, but many practitioners around him could not help but sigh.

As time goes by, the days of the past are long gone.

Ji Mingyang, 35 years old, entered the realm of enlightenment. He once led the Chinese spiritual world for decades, and was regarded as the youngest master of heaven in all ages. But the Ji family in Yunzhou was killed by Lin Zixuan in the fierce battle. It's really sad and lamentable.

Most of today's young people, such as Xiong Siwu, who was famous decades ago, don't know each other.

Talented people come out of the country for hundreds of years.

Lin Zixuan, the proud son of heaven, is not the next Ji Mingyang and Xiong 455, because he has a rift in the road and his accomplishments have fallen back?

Who will the next era belong to?

"Well?" Feng Cangsong suddenly returned to his senses. He looked around and said, "hasn't master Lin come yet?"

As soon as he said this, everyone felt that a certain nerve was suddenly tense, and then suddenly relaxed.

Only yesterday night, Lin Zixuan arrived in tianlanzong, Linjiang hemoptysis news spread.

No matter how powerful the son of heaven was, he is now in a deep predicament and in a worrying situation. He can only become a new object for everyone to lament.

"Will he..." a man of cultivation was extremely uncertain, "has he escaped?"

It was quiet on all sides, and no one answered, but there was a vague guess in their hearts.

Chuang Shu, the eldest disciple of Tianlan sect, says that he wants to take Lin Zixuan's head to sacrifice his sword. He doesn't have to run away to avoid his life, but when?

Just at this time, the Deacon Kong Wu came up with people and saluted those important people respectfully: "you elders! All of you! The patriarch and elders will be here soon. Please follow me to the ceremony

Tianlan sect has arranged comfortable and spacious seats on the star picking stage for the strong and invited guests. As for those who have neither strong cultivation nor come uninvited, they can only huddle together and stand to witness the grand ceremony of Tianlan's canonization.

Xiong Siwu is the oldest and has the highest accomplishments. He is duty bound to sit at the top of the guest table. Cai Yunfei and Shi Kaixuan, the two most respected leaders in the land list, were accompanied by each other, while other great figures were present according to their generations and accomplishments.

All those who should and shouldn't have come, but one person is missing.

Lin Zixuan!

Many practitioners have all kinds of complicated thoughts, but on the surface, they pretend to be joking, and no one dares to reveal their most true thoughts.

All the disciples of Tianlan sect have white robes and jade crowns. They wear belts around their waist and are displayed on both sides of the star picking platform. His face was solemn and orderly, like a well-trained army.

With the eldest husband Sun Zhong leading Zhu Changlao's worship to the sky, there was another round of warm sound on the Tu mountain. The roar of joy could not tear the sky apart.

"Everybody! Everybody Gongsun Zhong stood on the high platform with a warm smile on his face. He pressed his hands down, but in any case, he could not stop the excited laughter of the practitioners around him.

"Cough." He cleared his throat and looked a little embarrassed! Please listen to me

Just when he was full of helplessness, a bleak autumn wind swept over the top of the mountain, and immediately the whole world seemed to be suddenly pressed the pause button, instantly fell into a strange silence

"What's the matter? What's the matter? "

"He... He's coming!"