Less than half a day after the legendary Wudi Grotto was born, he led the disciples in the building to the scene in a hurry.
Because the Wuyu Tower is the closest to the Wudi Cave.
It is so close that it is on another river bank not far from the next door.
Moreover, Jiang Bo, who is "fishing alone in a boat", is notoriously leisurely. He has no normal form all day long, and only likes to travel around the world. After finally returning to the sect, he was dispatched by the elders in the building collectively. work.
Even putting on the majesty of the landlord and screaming, it didn't change the decision.
"Oh, it's really annoying!"
Jiang Bo sat cross-legged on the spot with a sullen face, staring longingly at the distant river, and sighed: "Old man, I still have three good places to go, I finally came back, happily... why was I suddenly dragged here to do this?" Tomb robbery? I won’t do this Shilaozi landlord!”
The disciples in the building standing next to him all looked at each other, and looked at this thin and shameless old man with a high status, showing awkward but polite smiles.
In the end, it was Jiang Bo's disciple, Ji Yushu, the chief inner sect chief of Wuyulou, who came out to persuade him:
"Master, don't complain. There are 365 days in a year, and you are not in the sect for 366 days. If your landlord's position was not hand-picked by the previous landlord before his death, the elders would If you don’t want to fall for me, just admit it, don’t struggle.”
As his name suggests, Ji Yushu's face is like a jade crown, with a bit of bookishness. He looks like a standard fairy disciple, which is quite different from Jiang Bo who is always sloppy. He doesn't look like a master-student.
It's just that when he squatted in front of Jiang Bo and opened his mouth with a blunt expression, he knew it was the same.
With a bitter face, Jiang Bo patted his buttocks for a long time before standing up and said viciously: "After one hundred and fifty years pass, I will pass on the position to you, kid, so that you can taste what it's like to work for nothing!"
Ji Yushu took a step back and saluted, "There are still one hundred and ten years left, so just bear with it."
The disciple next to him laughed and held back.
Jiang Bo stomped his feet, stopped angrily, and then looked at the towering tomb in the distance.
The river was rushing, washing away the soil, and the tomb, shaped like a palace, stood upright on the half-collapsed river bank.
Both sides of the river were already sitting or standing, filled with people of all kinds and sects, all of them were ready for battle, and all of them were on guard against each other.
The invisible spiritual tide is still reverberating and washing away, but it is much weaker than it was at the beginning, and it is gradually disappearing.
When the Wuyulou arrived here, none of the sects knew that this was the tomb of the Emperor Wu who had a great reputation thousands of years ago but disappeared in the end.
But only half a day later, Qingfufang released the news.
All the sects were buzzing all of a sudden.
Wuyulou stopped immediately. Although they were the first sect to arrive, they already vaguely knew that there was no such thing as them here...
Sure enough, Yuxu Daomen, Taiqing Pavilion, Jiange, Tianbao Pavilion, Zhiyi Temple, the four great families and other sects followed one after another, sending nearby disciples to inspect it one after another.
There are also some small and medium sects who all ran to watch the excitement. Although they were only afraid to get close to the periphery, they were also spectacular enough.
From the perspective of the number of sects, this battle may not have happened even in the war to encircle and suppress the Demon Cult many years ago.
After all, this is the sanctification of the body, and it is very likely that Emperor Wu is close to the Mahayana period. The things that may be left in his tomb are naturally coveted.
Moreover, such a large spiritual wave fluctuation before was either caused by the birth of Tiancaidibao, or there was a secret realm inside.
Either way, it's worth checking out.
However, due to the rush of time, the representatives of the big sect present here are all disciples who happen to be nearby, and the highest cultivation level is only at the refining stage.
For a while, the strongest here turned out to be Jiang Bo, the owner of Wuyulou, a third-level fusion.
If Wuyulou intends to seize the opportunity, this is the best time.
Although Jiang Bo, as an elder, would inevitably be criticized if he made a move now, but I heard that he has always protected his weaknesses. If it was for the future of his disciples, he might be embarrassed because of it...
Therefore, at this time, Wuyulou, which was supposed to be a bystander, has now become the center of attention.
Jiang Bo himself didn't care, and introduced the disciples of various sects who appeared here to his disciples.
"The person in the black Taoist robe over there with an airy face is the Taoist of Yuxu. The one with the mace in the front is Lingjie, one of the three outstanding figures of Yuxu, and the ninth in the list of gods... Eh, it stands to reason that he It should be the one with the highest status among the Yuxu Sect members present, why are they still standing aside, it seems that they are waiting for someone to come."
"This is the Taiqing Pavilion. The Taiqing Pavilion has a variety of schools, and the styles of Taoist robes they wear are different, but they all wear a jade plaque around their waists. It seems that no important disciples have been sent this time. It still needs to be rectified, I heard that their Qinglian Jianzi went to Beifu recently, saying that he planned to meet the Rakshasa witch for a while."
"There is also that Zhiyi Temple, a group of bald heads are so bright, so I won't talk about it."
"Over here is Tianbao Pavilion..."
"This is Jiange..."
"That… "
The Wuyulou disciples who seldom get in touch with their hosts listened with gusto and were a little surprised. It turns out that although the hosts have been devoted to landscapes and traveled around all the year round, they actually know more about the junior disciples of these sects than they do. .
In the end, Jiang Bo didn't forget to pat Ji Yushu on the shoulder, and said, "Of course, there is also me, the chief of the inner door of the Wuyu Building, the only disciple of the landlord, 'Shu Jiansheng' Ji Yushu, who is the 32nd on the list, not bad good."
Ji Yushu: "..."
One of the six sects next to him is from Gujiu Peak. This sect has always been difficult to deal with with Wuyulou. He sneered: "How many years have I been thirty-two, and I dare to come out and say it, it's embarrassing."
A disciple in the Wuyu Building immediately said angrily: "What qualifications do you have to say Brother Ji?!"
Ji Yushu didn't really care about being ridiculed, but felt a little embarrassed, and was about to stop the angry juniors and juniors when he suddenly heard an uproar from the other side, which overshadowed the original discussion and broke a tacit understanding "Quiet".
Everyone was startled, and they all looked towards the source of the noise.
There were a few exclamations in the river wind, such as "Yuxu Hanyan", "Lingyao Daoist", "Why is she here" and so on...
The disciples of Wuyulou and other sects subconsciously looked at Yuxu Daomen, all of them opened their mouths wide and looked surprised.
Headed by the Ninth Lingjie, who is known as the three outstanding figures of Yuxu, the disciples of Yuxu Daomen separated on both sides, and Jishou saluted: "Welcome Senior Sister."
"Jee-"
A crane cry descended from the clouds, and the white crane flew to the ground. The slender figure standing on the back fluttered his clothes, his black hair fluttered with the wind, and his sleeves fluttered, as if he wanted to ride the wind to go home.
She walked down from the crane's back, with black hair and snow skin, as if clouds were still lingering around her, her eyes were indifferent and clean, not stained by a trace of dust.
There was a moment of silence in the arena.
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ps: The cold is too serious. I have a stuffy nose for a day and a night. My sense of smell is almost gone. I am in a terrible state. I still have to do my homework first.
Chapter 220 Entering the Tomb
The woman who flew down from the clouds on a white crane was dressed in black, the Taoist robe was plain and unadorned, and there were silver cloud patterns on the white collar.
Her face was covered with clouds and mist, and she could not be seen clearly, only a pair of cold and indifferent eyes were impressive, cold to the touch, and daunting to look at.