The messenger of the Six Saints Sect came to the Holy Land City, which undoubtedly became the biggest topic in these heavenly cities. All the proud sons of all parties are excited and eagerly looking forward to it. Everyone knows the prestige of the Six Saints Sect in this world. If they can enter Among them, practice, for everyone, is a real step to the sky.
After all, the Six Saints are too powerful, they are the masters of this world, even this huge continent, in their eyes, is just a remote corner.
However, the messenger of the Six Saints Sect did not show up after coming to the Holy Land City. It is said that even in the city lord's mansion, the city lord Xiao Tianluo did not want to see them.
After all, the identity status between the two parties is too far apart.
Even if it was just a messenger, it was not comparable to a city lord.
However, although the messenger of the Six Saints had never appeared, this did not prevent the atmosphere in the city from gradually boiling. At the very least, when the messenger came, everyone knew that the land of the holy relic was about to be approached when the messenger came.
Zhou Yuan didn't care about the arrival of those messengers these days, because all his thoughts were devoted to learning the Three-Rank Genesis Pattern.
With such a study that was almost a waste of sleep and food, the three-Rank Origin Patterns Yaoyao taught him were gradually mastered by him.
At this time, five days had passed since the envoy of the Six Saints Sect came to the holy sites.
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Jiaozilou, a restaurant on the first floor.
Zhou Yuan sat alone in front of the window, and Yaoyao was entangled by Luluo and Zuoqiu herring again.
Today, he was immersed in those three-Rank Origin Patterns for a whole day, and now he can take the opportunity to take a break.
After drinking two sips of wine from the restaurant, Zhou Yuan shook his head dissatisfied, and after having been in contact with Yaoyao for a long time, he became particularly picky about wine.
So he thought for a while, and he took out a jade bottle from Qiankun's bag. These were all fine wines collected for Yaoyao. At this time, he could just taste it secretly.
So Zhou Yuan had a drink alone, and his tight mood slowly relaxed.
These days of sleepless hard work, in fact, in the final analysis, it is indeed because of the pressure brought by Wu Huang. If the latter's lead over the years can be surpassed simply, it would be too trivial.
"Even if my soul is in the late stage of the Void Realm, but if I meet Wu Huang, there is still no chance of winning." Zhou Yuan's eyes flickered slightly. Of course, if you use the power of the silver shadow, you should be able to fight, but that is the worst. The situation, because once the silver shadow was used, Zhou Yuan didn't know how long he would be in a coma, and being in a place like the sacred site, being in a coma for a long time was undoubtedly seeking his own death.
"It seems that in the land of the holy relics, I must look for opportunities to break through to the Heavenly Pass." Zhou Yuan's mood rolled over.
While Zhou Yuan was pondering, he suddenly noticed an unusual movement beside him. He raised his head and saw a middle-aged man sitting in front of him. This man was sloppy and barefoot, holding his hands. The tobacco rod, with green smoke.
It looked like an old farmer who had just come out of the field.
At this time, he stared at the jade bottle of wine in front of Zhou Yuan, and said with a dry smile: "Little boy, your wine is not bad."
Zhou Yuan was stunned. He didn't understand the origin of the barefoot middle-aged man in front of him. He didn't feel any fluctuations in his origin energy.
However, he was not a stingy person, he smiled when he saw the man's eagerness, and pushed the jade bottle over.
Upon seeing this, the old farmer-like man hurriedly took it, poured himself a glass, took a sip, and his face was intoxicated.
"Not bad."
"Uncle likes it, just give it to you." Zhou Yuan smiled and said.
The middle-aged man's eyes lit up suddenly, and he said happily, "Then thank you for the little boy."
He took a sip of wine, picked up a cigarette stick, and took a fierce sip, suddenly the smoke billowed, and the pungent pungent flowed out, causing all the proud people around him to frown.
"Little baby, other people's eyes are not right when you see you." The sloppy middle-aged man said, enjoying the blue smoke.
Zhou Yuan glanced at his surroundings. The gazes of the proud people from all sides were indeed as if they were looking at a dead person. He knew that it was because his grievances with Wu Huang had gradually spread.
In the eyes of these people, he was in a state of nourishing energy, but he had an enemy like Wu Huang, and he was undoubtedly half-footed into the coffin.
"There is a rival of life and death called Wu Huang, so they should think I'm dead." Zhou Yuan smiled.
"Wu Huang?" The middle-aged uncle seemed to have heard the name, and immediately looked at Zhou Yuan sympathetically, and said, "Then you are really a bit pitiful..."
Zhou Yuan smiled indifferently, he was obviously used to this reaction.
However, the middle-aged uncle quickly came over and said in a low voice: "And I heard some news that the sacred palace envoy of the Six Saints Sect had already met Wu Huang and was very satisfied with him. When Di Wuhuang stands out, he will be admitted to the Holy Palace and become a disciple of the Holy Palace."
"Holy Palace?"
Zhou Yuan's heart was shocked. Now, he already knows something about the so-called Six Sage Sect. It is said that the Sacred Palace is the most powerful of the Six Sage Sects today.
He didn't expect that the messenger of the holy palace had already received Wu Huang...
Zhou Yuan's eyes flickered, and finally calmed down. He stared at the sloppy uncle in front of him, and said, "Uncle is on duty in the City Lord's Mansion?"
Others don't know these news, I am afraid that the people in the City Lord's Mansion can vaguely know some.
The sloppy uncle smiled, continued to drink wine, smoked his cigarette, and exhaled the lingering blue smoke. At the same time, he glanced at Zhou Yuan obliquely and said, "So little boy, if you want revenge, this holy site is afraid The last chance."
Zhou Yuan nodded and didn't say much.
"I'll take this wine away, save a little drink." The sloppy uncle put the jade bottle into his sleeve with a smile, took a cigarette, looked at Zhou Yuan, and said: "Little baby, tomorrow is the opening of the Holy Land It’s about time. If someone is optimistic about you, you have to stand up. Don’t behave badly at that time. It’s really a bit embarrassing."
Zhou Yuan was startled, a little puzzled, the uncle seemed to have something in his words, and how did he know when the Holy Land was opened
"Who are you?" Zhou Yuan frowned and asked.
The sloppy uncle did not return to him, but just waved his hand. He spewed green smoke and left with bare feet.
Zhou Yuan was full of doubts. This uncle barefoot seemed not as simple as he thought.
But he didn't think much about it. After sitting alone for a while, he got up and went back to the room.
And not long after he returned to the room, he heard the news, which shook the entire Sacred Site City.
The land of holy relics will open tomorrow!
In the room, Zhou Yuan was stunned when he heard the news. What the sloppy uncle said turned out to be true... Then, who is he