The three palaces and six doors can be said to be the most powerful force in the entire atrium, and the relationship has always been relatively stable, which is not bad.

Although there are countless open and secret battles, they are also making progress together under the confirmation, the ghost mother-in-law is a rickety old woman, her body is thin and thin, her head is about to hang down, and she has to try to raise her head when she looks at people, which looks very reluctant.

However, the mother-in-law of the ghost has a shimmering expression, except for the fact that her body looks old, and her words and deeds do not show her age at all.

Hearing the words of the fake old man, the ghost mother-in-law snorted coldly and said: "Fake old man, the three palaces and six gates have been fighting with each other for so many years, have you ever heard of who wants to admit defeat?"

There are about 100 people in Chenggu's mother-in-law, except for a few old men, the rest are all disciples, obviously, there are many disciples in the Tiansheng Sect, and they all seem to be heroic and extraordinary, even if they are women, most of them are in the holy realm.

Especially a handsome young man beside the old woman, with a calm and easy-going smile on his face, followed the ghost mother-in-law, neither humble nor arrogant, the breath on his body was as vast as the sea, only judging the breath, not looking at the appearance, no one could guess that the monk with such a terrifying aura was just a young man.

As soon as Granny Cheng and the others appeared, almost everyone in the martial arts field on Lotus Mountain had their eyes on this young man.

"Urn forever!"

The fake old man squinted his eyes and glanced at the urn Yongli, who stood out from the crowd, and said with a smile: "The power of qi and blood in the body is becoming more and more refined, it seems that the Tianshengmen must have been cultivated with dedication over the years." ”

This is nonsense, which force gets a disciple of the All-Yang Holy Root who doesn't work hard to cultivate?

Mother-in-law Cheng Ghost seemed to enjoy this feeling, squinting her eyes and laughing, and her figure didn't seem to be so rickety.

Weng Yongli looked normal, and gave a standard disciple salute to the fake old man who was neither humble nor arrogant, and said with a smile: "Disciple Weng Yongli has seen Senior Jia, Senior Jia praised it falsely, but the younger generation feels that the breath on Senior Sister Miaoyi makes the younger generation have a special pressure. ”

Hearing this, the faces of everyone present changed slightly.

Chenggui's mother-in-law snorted coldly and said: "Lin Miaoyi Miaoshui Holy Root, although it is not as good as the Quanyang Holy Root, but it is not far behind, the fake old Taoist will definitely spare no effort to cultivate, and now it seems that he wants to compare with the old body." ”

Weng Yongli looked at Lin Miaoyi with a gaze that did not hide his admiration at all, and a group of people around him looked sideways.

Lin Miaoyi was expressionless, nodded with a flat expression, and said, "How dare you compare with Senior Brother Weng." ”

Seeing that the disciples were more 'modest' than the other, the fake old man and the ghost mother-in-law all snorted coldly.

The two of them face each other on weekdays, and no one is convinced, but now the disciples are all elite talents, and this Three Mountains Conference is to find a leader who has entered the Great Wilderness Emperor Road, and no one is far behind.

The ghost mother-in-law and the fake old man stared at each other, and after staring for a moment, they both laughed.

The fake old man stroked his beard and said with a playful expression: "I don't know which disciple Zhou Tong that old thing will bring here." ”

Speaking of Zhou Tong, Chenggui's mother-in-law sneered and said: "Tianjuemen has gone to memorize the words, and there has not been a wonderful and glamorous apprentice for so many years, except for that Yun Jin girl, who else can stand on top of this three-mountain event?"

The fake old man shook his head and said: "Although Yun Jin's talent is good, but people are brave and soft, and the great potential is wasted, if it is really Yun Jin's girl, then this Three Mountains Festival has become a competition between you and me." ”

Hearing Yun Jin's name, he was still looking at Lin Miaoyi's urn and smiled noncommittally, but Lin Miaoyi frowned, and the hand holding the sword couldn't help but tighten.

"Senior sister, that urn Yongli has been watching you. A middle-aged woman beside Lin Miaoyi whispered, with a strange look on her face.

Lin Miaoyi nodded and said, "I know!"

The voice is ethereal, as if it is not stained by mortal dust, Lin Miaoyi is white, and her temperament is plain and elegant, but she doesn't seem to take this kind of thing to heart.

The middle-aged woman snorted coldly and said: "It is said that the urn is forever away from the righteous Bo Yuntian, but the senior sister thinks that this person looks dignified, but in fact he is a very powerful person, junior sister, you should be careful, don't be deceived by this person's appearance." ”

Lin Miaoyi smiled, glanced at Weng Yongli, shook her head and said, "Senior sister, don't talk about others behind your back, what is Weng Yongli's temperament, what does it have to do with us?"

The middle-aged senior sister was stunned for a moment, pouted and said, "Senior sister just can't get used to Weng Yongli's demeanor. ”

When Weng Yongli saw Lin Miaoyi, the smile on his face suddenly rippled, but halfway through the ripple, Lin Miaoyi's gaze had already retracted, and he was suddenly a little embarrassed.

Rao is like this, and many female disciples on the side of Qinglian Sect also gasped in unison, and their voices were so loud that even the middle-aged senior sister frowned.

"These ignorant women!"

The middle-aged senior sister was furious, looked around and glared at her, and was immediately praised by many male disciples.

The fake old man and the ghost mother-in-law turned a blind eye to what was happening around them, and now the two of them were most concerned about when Zhou Tong, a bad old man, would come.

......

The fake old man and the ghost mother-in-law couldn't have imagined that Zhou Tong, who the two of them were thinking about, was now about to pull his hair away.

On the snowy mountain, a dignified and powerful existence like Zhou Tong, squatting on the ground like a angry child, no matter how Yang Zhen pulled, he just didn't leave.

"Don't go, don't go, don't go, the old man is a little doubtful about life now, you get up, I want to be quiet!"

With Zhou Tong's strength, how can Yang Zhen be able to pull it?

After pulling for a while, hearing Zhou Tong's words, Yang Zhen pursed his lips and said: "You can't be like this, you're halfway through, no, it's almost there, if you don't leave, you won't leave, isn't it time to be Ben Sao Sheng?

"What are you doing?" Zhou Tong glared, raised his head suddenly, stared at Yang Zhen's eyes and said, "You should tell the old man, how to do it?"

Yang Zhen was stunned for a moment, and said angrily: "Then you should show your head, the Three Mountains Festival is waiting for you to appear in the past, you are good, there is no master image squatting in the snow here, is it a shame?"

"No shame!"

Zhou Tong said seriously: "It's really not ashamed!"

Yang really saw it, compared to going to the Three Mountains Festival, it was really not a shame to squat here!

Seeing that Zhou Tong said that he would not leave, Yang Zhen simply sat next to Zhou Tong and said with a smile: "Laugh one?"

Zhou Tong snorted coldly, shifted his direction, glanced at Yang Zhen and said, "I can't laugh." ”

"That Sao Sheng will give you a smile?" Yang Zhen grinned, a brilliant batch!

Zhou Tong was about to cry, moved again, and said: "You can laugh emotionally, you ...... How did the old man find such a bastard demon as you, what are you from?"

Yang Zhen's face sank, shook his head and said, "The Buddha said, don't say it!"

Zhou Tong suddenly wanted to hit someone!

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