Qingzhou, Momen.
Lu Dongli waved her sleeves, and a corner of the mountain guarding formation was opened to allow Yang Shu to enter.
Yang Shu had been away from the sect for several years, and now that he had returned to Momen, he felt an extremely strange feeling.
Is the Momen in front of me really the Momen I stayed in before
The powerful mountain guarding formation and the large number of people on the outer peak all gave him a strong sense of strangeness.
After being away from home for many years, my home has been renovated...
Yang Shu's voice transmission outside the sect naturally attracted the attention of a large number of Momen players.
Many players looked up and exclaimed in surprise.
"Wow! Look, there's a beauty!"
"What? It's obviously a handsome little puppy!"
"Fart, I guarantee it with my two heads, this is a woman!"
"Look at your Adam's apple, brother. You are already level 20. With your eyesight, what can't you see?"
The Momen players looked up at the inner disciple who flew into the mountain-protecting formation, with infinite curiosity in their hearts.
"This senior brother is very beautiful."
"I would like to call him Beauty Senior Brother!"
You know, the male disciples of the inner sect of the Mo sect, whether it is Heiting or Mo Dongfang, all have three big characters: black, short, and ugly.
Although Heiting has entered the realm of great swordsmanship, and Mo Dongfang has been blessed with luck and has become a son of luck like a koi carp, there is still no change in appearance or temperament.
They stood next to Lu Chaoge, and the contrast was extremely violent.
One is unique [Charm 10], and the other two are not ugly, but... really ugly.
But Yang Shu is different. He is delicate and handsome, with red lips and white teeth. Anyone can call him a handsome boy.
Our great Mo sect finally has a true senior brother who can handle it!
If Yang Shu doesn't show up again, the players of the Mo sect will all wonder if the inner sect has any evil and rigid requirements in terms of male appearance when accepting true disciples
At this moment, Yang Shu flew into the mountain gate, and everyone at the inner gate of Mo Gate was waiting for him.
After landing, Yang Shu's delicate face looked a little rosy, with a strange feeling of a wanderer returning home, and he excitedly saluted Lu Chaoge and Lu Dongli.
"Yang Shu pays homage to the master uncle and pays homage to the master!"
Then, he said to Luo Bing and others: "Second Senior Sister, Third Senior Brother."
Finally, his eyes rested on the unfamiliar Xiao Qiu.
When he left the clan, the little chicken with a round face had not even gone up the mountain yet.
"This is your junior sister, Xiaoqiu." Lu Dongli introduced.
Yang Shu smiled warmly at Xiaoqiu. Xiaoqiu looked at this handsome young man and said innocently: "Should I call you senior brother or senior sister?"
Yang Shu was not embarrassed about this. He had long been accustomed to such a scene and said softly: "It's senior brother."
A look of sudden understanding appeared on the face of the round-faced chick. He pouted a fleshy face and said in a milky voice: "Xiaoqiu meets the beautiful senior brother!"
After saying that, she also followed the way Yang Shu saluted to Heiting, Luo Bing and others before, and saluted to him.
Yang Shu smiled shyly, feeling that everything was really familiar and yet strange.
The master's uncle still has a detached temperament, but his strength is completely invisible.
The master still looked like he had average cultivation, but Yang Shu knew in his heart that this was just the master's disguise.
On the contrary, eldest brother... Hey, where is eldest brother
Yang Shu looked around for a long time, unaware of the existence of Heiting.
It wasn't until his shoulders sank slightly and Heiting patted him gently with his hand that he realized that Heiting had walked to his side at some point.
Yang Shu was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he said blankly: "Big... senior brother."
At this time, Heiting seemed to realize that his unintentional move had frightened his junior brother, and his eyes immediately showed an apologetic look.
It took a while for Yang Shu to recover, and said in his heart: "Elder brother was always easy to ignore before, but why is he as silent as a ghost now?"
Moreover, he couldn't see through the senior brother's cultivation at all.
"Brothers and sisters have been working hard in the past few years." Yang Shu, who had no arrogance at all, didn't feel anything about this. The obedient junior brother thought this was normal.
Lu Chaoge glanced at him and said, "Let's go and drink tea in my courtyard. We haven't seen him for many years. Yang Shu, tell us about your experiences in these years."
He knew that Yang Shu had become the descendant of Luo Heshan, one of the four great swords, and he had a strong curiosity about this old man.
What kind of person is this Divine Sword
As soon as Yang Shu heard that the head master asked him to talk about his experiences over the years, he couldn't help but raise his hand and touch a certain spot on the back of his head.
Every time Luo Heshan hit him on the head, he hit it all here, just like knocking a wooden fish.
Just by touching it, he vaguely recalled the pain during this period.
But the straw sandals on my feet really fit my feet perfectly and were very comfortable to wear.
…..
…..
Most people in the entire Tianxuan world are still unaware that the ninth realm has arrived in this world where no existence of the ninth realm has appeared in ten thousand years.
After the jade sword was broken, the middle-aged Confucian scholar and four other people received the signal immediately.
The four powerful men in the four states disappeared one after another and began to move towards the endless sea of Qingzhou.
The ninth realm, that is the legendary ninth realm!
The middle-aged Confucian scholar was already the strongest among the four, and since he was the closest to this place, he arrived at the coast not long after.
He raised his head and looked forward, and what he saw was the back of the old man with a broken leg.
The wind was strong and the waves were big.
The old man was at the forefront of the storm, standing still and with sharp eyes.
He has been knitting straw sandals all his life, but he still has a bad temper.
His sword is the sharpest sword in the entire Tianxuan world!
"Senior Luo." The middle-aged Confucian scholar said.
Luo Heshan raised his left hand and said nothing.
The moment he raised his left hand, the howling wind... stopped.
He pressed his raised left hand down, and the rolling waves calmed down instantly.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar looked at this extraordinary scene in front of him and said nothing. Instead, he bent down and bowed, and then took three steps back.
Luo Heshan still held the sword in his right hand, holding it horizontally in front of him, and said: "The wind is blowing again, and the waves are rising again. It's really majestic!"
He simply closed his eyes and his breathing gradually became steady.
The next person to come here is the Holy Master.
She is obviously the farthest away from the endless sea of Qingzhou, but her speed is faster than Arhat and Yinsi.
This woman with an extraordinary temperament was unremarkable at first sight, but then became more and more enchanted the more she looked at her. She raised her head and glanced at the old figure, and then at the middle-aged Confucian scholar.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar shook his head.
The Holy Master seemed to understand something and also bent down to bow.
After bending down, her dress was naturally held up, outlining her perfect curves.
However, what she said was: "Congratulations, senior!"
Luo Heshan, who had his eyes closed, laughed when he heard this and said, "Little girl, you are more to my liking than this sour scholar!"
"Well congratulated! Well congratulated!"
"Hahahahahaha!"
Amidst the old man's angry laughter, a fierce beast roar suddenly came from the sky and the earth!
To be precise, it's dragon roar!
The sea surface, subdued by Luo Heshan's palm, began to ripple.
The sea water is obviously flat, but it gives people a feeling of vibration.
A huge figure finally broke through the sea and appeared at the border of Qingzhou.
It was a giant dragon with blue ice crystals all over its body and three eyes!
-Dragon beast!
Dragon beasts are one of the most powerful races among the alien beasts.
Every dragon beast has considerable power.
Ordinary great practitioners are definitely no match for ordinary dragon beasts.
To be precise, even the second-level dragon beasts are extremely terrifying existences.
In ancient times, there was a disaster like the Nine Dragons that brought disaster to the world. The nine dragon beasts, all of which were at the peak of the eighth level, caused a large area to be devastated and countless sects to be destroyed.
But at this moment, this dragon beast seems to be able to bring endless pressure to the entire world.
Its terrifying degree even exceeds the original Kowloon disaster.
To be precise, this level of dragon beast should be called...
—Dragon King!
(ps: second update.)
(End of chapter)