The house from the mountain gate to the hillside seems not far away, but there are still hundreds of steps. Especially after standing on the platform on the hillside, looking at the mountains from the railing, it seems that there is a real feeling of looking at the small mountains.

The houses on the hillside are far more than the one Zhao Sanjin saw at the foot of the mountain. They are neat and scattered. There are at least dozens of houses along the hillside. It seems that there are not a few people in the thousand mausoleums.

"Go in, you'll feel sick when you see such a scenery in the future." Zhao Dengxian patted Zhao Sanjin on the shoulder, turned and walked to the front.

Zhao Sanjin, who didn't answer, kept up silently. To tell the truth, the impact of the outer Wulin on Zhao Sanjin was really not small. At least, the mountains and peaks of the scenery were invisible to the inner Wulin.

Following Zhao Dengxian into the first house, the simple and elegant interior of the house made Zhao Sanjin feel refreshing, especially the objects placed around him. Zhao Sanjin knew that they were invaluable without looking.

Are you kidding? Zhao Dengxian has already said that the outer Wulin existed in the same period as Qin Shihuang. At that time, the inner Wulin and the outer Wulin exchanged needs. Some antiques that could not be found in the inner Wulin must be found here.

Of course, this is just Zhao Sanjin's idea. Zhao Sanjin is not interested in antiques, and he doesn't expect to take it out to pay back the money. Who makes him want the money?

The ceiling of the hall is very high, with a distance of more than ten meters. The beam above is extremely thick. The floor area of the whole room is far beyond Zhao Sanjin's expectation. It gives Zhao Sanjin a clear feeling that the house extends into the mountain.

At the moment, the hall has been filled with many people, except for a few vacant positions in the front.

Without any hesitation, Zhao Dengxian went directly to the first seat and sat down, followed by Zhao Sanjin, who sat next to the first seat.

All of a sudden, someone immediately patted the wooden table around him. However, he looked at Zhao Sanjin coldly and scolded, "that position is owned by the elder. What qualifications do you have to sit there, a smelly boy?"

This led Zhao Sanjin to frown and glance at Zhao Dengxian. Seeing that the latter didn't mean to stop, Zhao Sanjin also stood up slowly and said with a smile: "what's the problem with me sitting here as the current master of Qianshan mausoleum?"

As soon as Zhao Sanjin said this, Zhao Dengxian's mouth immediately outlined an interesting arc. The middle-aged man who spoke suddenly frowned deeply and said coldly, "the current master of Qianshan mausoleum? What a joke? Do we agree?"

"Do you need your consent?" Zhao Sankin smiled calmly and looked at the group. He just asked a faint rhetorical question, and there was no following.

"Good boy, it's really arrogant." just after Zhao Sanjin's voice fell, another old man stood up, snorted, and his eyes fell directly on Zhao Dengxian, who was in the first seat. He asked in some displeasure: "mausoleum Lord, I don't know what you mean?"

"What do you mean?" Zhao Dengxian narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the talking old man and said slowly: "instead of questioning me here, I'd better think about what you mean by doing this! As the Lord of Qianshan mausoleum, do I need your consent to pass the throne?"

Zhao Dengxian's words can be said to be quite shameless. At least, as soon as he said a word, everyone's face sank slightly.

"The Wulin outside Qianshan mausoleum has been too peaceful since the death of the old mausoleum master, hasn't it? You have nothing to do, so you focus the contradiction on your own people, haven't you?" Zhao Dengxian looked at the silent people and added a sentence on his own initiative.

The people still didn't speak. Indeed, the purpose of Qianshan mausoleum is to protect the peace of outer Wulin. However, because of the disappearance of magic nightmare gate, everyone has nothing to do. Therefore, the position of mausoleum master has become something that many people care about.

When the evil nightmare sect was alive, as the leader of the mausoleum, he had to shoulder the responsibility of guarding the outer Wulin. He could die in the hands of the leader of the evil nightmare sect at any time, but now there is no such danger. Who can not be jealous of the position of the leader of the mausoleum?

"In that case, I'll tell you that you've been conceited over the years and ignored the major change of the reincarnation of the demon nightmare door." Zhao Dengxian suddenly patted the wooden table around you. Suddenly, the wooden table became a pile of debris, and the whole person was excited and roared angrily: "The evil nightmare gate was born. You are the elders of Qianshan mausoleum, Keqing. Who found it?"

"The evil nightmare gate is born again?" the middle-aged man and the old man who stood up looked at each other, and each saw a deep shock from each other's eyes.

You know, the magic nightmare gate has always been a restricted area in the outer Wulin, and no one dare to cross it easily. Since Lao Ling defeated the master of the magic nightmare gate, the magic nightmare gate has disappeared since then. Now Zhao Dengxian told him that he was born again. To tell the truth, no one can accept this news.

"The magic nightmare gate has disappeared for hundreds of years. How could it be born suddenly? It's impossible, and no sect in the outer Wulin has been found by the magic nightmare gate." someone made a different voice, which obviously questioned the authenticity of Zhao Dengxian's words.

Even if they say something they shouldn't say, the other party's intention is probably to think that Zhao Dengxian's reason for saying so is just to smoothly support Zhao Sanjin's position. After all, if there is a magic nightmare door, they really don't dare to easily sit in the position of Qianshan mausoleum master.

"How could he be born suddenly? How could he not find it? How could there be no news?" Zhao Dengxian smiled, his face was gloomy and terrible, and looked at the people: "because the evil old man of the other party has entered the inner Wulin and took the initiative to find me. Of course you don't know."

"Qianshan mausoleum is responsible for the security of the outer Wulin. Qianshan Mountain, which is in charge of the outer Wulin, has forces all over the world, but you just haven't found a magic nightmare gate. You are still thinking of fighting in the dark. You have lived a comfortable life for too long and become inert, haven't you?"

Zhao Dengxian doesn't give them face at all. To tell you the truth, if these people don't take the initiative to find Zhao Sanjin and Zhao Dengxian's trouble, maybe Zhao Dengxian won't be so angry, but they don't have eyes. Zhao Dengxian himself is full of anger. If they don't find them to vent, who else can they find?

Zhao Sanjin, who smiled bitterly, looked at Zhao Dengxian, who was angry. To tell the truth, Zhao Dengxian has never seen such a Zhao Dengxian from small to large. It is estimated that he is really angry.

Seeing that everyone had been silent, Zhao Dengxian's violently fluctuating chest had been more comfortable. He slowly sat back to the first seat, sighed for a long time, and then said: "the birth of magic nightmare gate and the inaction of Qianshan mausoleum almost plunged both the outer Wulin and the inner Wulin into a great disaster. Your dereliction of duty this time is not a bit."

"Inner Wulin?" Zhao Dengxian's words made one of them frown slightly immediately and asked, "how can it involve inner Wulin?"

"This time, after the birth of the devil's nightmare gate, they incarnated into the devil's knife gate. With the precipitation of hundreds of years, their strength went further. At the same time, they were able to enter the inner Wulin smoothly. I think the purpose of their birth this time is not simply to deal with our outer Wulin."

Zhao Dengxian reluctantly shook his head and sighed for a moment.

Anyway, the evil nightmare gate belongs to the outer Wulin, but now it involves the inner Wulin. This responsibility, Qianshan mausoleum and even the whole outer Wulin, can not be shirked.

"What the fuck are you waiting for? Just kill them directly? Take advantage of their fledgling, beat them unprepared, and there is room for rescue." a big man waved his fist and looked so domineering, even his words.

Even Zhao Sanjin could only smile bitterly, and then shook his head slowly.

"Fledgling? Unprepared?" Zhao Dengxian really had an impulse to slap them to death. He said unhappily: "just an evil old man can beat me seriously. You tell me they are fledgling and can be unprepared? It's a fool's dream!"

"This..." Zhao Dengxian said, and immediately everyone lost his temper.

However, everyone really didn't expect that the demon nightmare gate, which returned from the Wulin, would return with such a strong attitude?

"Is the evil old man dead?" someone asked tentatively. After all, the other party is against Zhao Dengxian. If the evil old man is not dead, isn't it equivalent to hitting Zhao Dengxian in the face?

"Dead!" Zhao Dengxian said faintly, "even if they are dead, how many such evil old people are there in the magic nightmare gate, who knows?"

In a word, it belonged to everyone's inaction again, so that everyone's head dropped a few points at once.

"Mausoleum master, since the evil nightmare gate was born again, why did you choose to let out the position of mausoleum master at this time?" there was another voice of doubt in the crowd below. Similarly, it was also the doubt in everyone's heart.

"Why?" Zhao Dengxian smiled twice and said slowly, "I think you also want to know. If you don't give you a convincing explanation, you won't recognize Zhao Sanjin as the mausoleum master so easily."

"Because like me, he has mysterious strength, and there is a steady stream of mysterious strength. He can change each of you and let each of you use mysterious strength."

In Zhao Dengxian's words, everyone was stunned and turned their eyes on Zhao Sanjin. At this moment, Zhao Sanjin undoubtedly became a sweet pastry. Compared with the trouble that everyone wanted to find Zhao Sanjin before, now everyone has been considering how to make friends with Zhao Sanjin.

"In addition, it took Zhao Sanjin a month to run all the way from building the foundation to today's golden elixir period. Who else can look at the past and present?"

Zhao Dengxian interrogated everyone, especially the last three words. Who else shocked everyone present.