Long Wushuang raised his eyebrows and strode towards the closed door of the main hall, actually to enter in advance.

The other fourteen Tianshu Hall disciples all looked at each other, and no one spoke, except for Manzhu Lu'er.

"A sword hasn't come yet, how can you do this, the sect's information says that all our inner hall disciples will gather together!"

"Hehe, he's been late for so long, it's not that we don't wait for him, it's that he doesn't come, no matter where he goes, he is on our side."

The kind-hearted Xiaosheng sneered sympathetically, he was also one of the happiest people for Ye Rong's mistakes.

At present, among the only sixteen disciples of Tianshu Hall, there are not a few who have a holiday with Ye Rong, not to mention a clear competitor like Long Wushuang, like a kind little student, although he has been silent for a period of time before, it does not mean that he has changed his mind and wants to shake hands with him. As soon as he had the opportunity, he jumped out to hit Ye Rong twice, and he would never let go of this kind of thing.

In addition, people like Hongchen and White Hair, Jiang Gong Wangyue, would not be much better for Ye Rong's senses.

At most, the others are in a state of watching a good show that they don't help each other, and only one Manzhu Luer can say a few words for him.

"Uncle Long, the disciples of Tianshu Hall are not all together yet, right?"

The two Dao boys guarding in front of the main hall are a generation younger than Long Wushuang, but everyone looks at the past with a series of question marks above their heads, which shows that their level is at least twenty levels higher than everyone - it is said that after level 50, you can learn the art of looking at qi, not only the monsters and NPC level information within level 50 can be seen, but even players whose level is lower than their own, name, level and other information can also be detected, and it is no longer hidden.

"But the time has obviously come, and it has already exceeded a quarter of an hour! Why is it still not open, it is a waste of our time! ”

Long Wushuang yelled, but he didn't dare to really rush forward to intercept the two Dao boys.

Among the so many NPCs up and down Qingcheng, only those who act as miscellaneous servants and servants are ordinary level, and even if they are alchemy boys, fire boys, etc., they are all elite-level NPCs.

Long Wushuang estimated that with his own strength, even if he had a seniority advantage, he couldn't be arrogant in front of the other side, so he had to be honest.

"If the chief sword master of Tianshu Hall is not here, the main hall will not be opened, and the discussion will not begin!"

These two Dao Tongs have a resolute attitude, there is no room for maneuver, and the tone of their names is different, although they are both uncles, but they obviously have more respect for a sword withering glory, and for Long Wushuang, it is more like a salutation to deal with.

Long Wushuang was closed, and could only come back in disgrace.

"Giggles, some people just don't know what they can do, and the chief disciple hasn't arrived, so I don't know what to worry about."

Ignoring Long Wushuang's angry eyes that were about to erupt into flames, Manzhu Lu'er said to herself, her wind chime-like chuckle like a sarcastic knife stuck in Long Wushuang's back.

Judging from the attitude of the NPC, the status of a sword withering glory in the sect seems to be higher than they imagined, is this attitude debatable, and a change needs to be made?

Anyway, it was clear when a sword would come and when he would be able to enter the main hall to discuss the matter, and if he didn't come, it would simply be the attitude that the discussion would not be held, and everyone was helpless, so they found a stone chair in the shade and did it.

The chief of the Tianshu Hall has that special treatment, and he can delay the deliberation time for him alone, these ordinary disciples of the Tianshu Hall don't have that identity, if they leave for a while, if they happen to come back with the withering of the sword, won't they become late.

...... "This bamboo sword is really good, my Qiankun bag is going to be full!" ”

Ye Rong always thought that his storage space capacity was large and enough to use, but after this trip, he actually found that it was not enough-I recently heard that a player in Kongtong had obtained a mustard seed ring as high as nine grades, which was enough to have 800 squares.

For this kind of large and perverted jewelry equipment with storage space and surname, players on the forum can only exclaim and sigh, and the storage grid of the same equipment is more than the sum of several ordinary players.

Entering the ancient tomb on this trip, Ye Rong gained a lot, blackberry thorns, thousand spider silk sacs, and poisonous white bone arrows, he picked up a bunch of these second- and third-order flying sword magic weapons, plus the trophies obtained from the hundred barbarian disciples, most of them were above the fourth order, and there were more than ten pieces in total.

At this time, he got a large number of bamboo swords from the machine man, a total of six fifth-order thunder bamboo swords, seventeen fourth-order yin bamboo swords, and twenty-two fourth-order cold bamboo swords. In such a situation, he couldn't help but envy the 800-grid mustard seed ring of his Kongtong player.

"If this continues, I will soon be able to open a bamboo sword specialty store!"

Hundreds of agency people couldn't resist the violent advancement of the six people, especially Ye Rong alone killed nearly one-third of the agency people.

"It's really a sixth-order mechanic, a giant of the Aragami gods! There are twenty heads, and none of them are missing! ”

The Scarlet Poppy was excited, these giants were the biggest goal of his trip, and it would be considered a success when he got it.

These twenty Aragami giants were all damaged to a certain extent, and they couldn't move at all, he just stretched out his hand and stroked it, and he easily put it into the Qiankun bag, as well as a bunch of drawings on the stone platform next to him, and the blood-colored poppies didn't let go of a single one, and collected them all.

Taking advantage of this time, the other five people were all observing the entire third layer of the ancient tomb, could it be that the last third layer was only these mechanism people and mechanism drawings, and there were no other treasures?

"It's really gone, those bamboo swords just now are estimated to be all the treasures in the three layers."

Feng Qingyun was the fastest, flew the entire three layers in a circle, and came back and said.

In a battle with the organists, although the gains of the other people were not as amazing as Ye Rong's, each of them gained a lot of bamboo swords.

Although the surname is poor, it is not only a drop in price for self-use, but it is not suitable for hand, and even the speed of using it to fly the sword to pass the book is too slow, but at least the rank is placed there, and it can be used to give it to others.

And when there are some special occasions that require the consumption of flying swords, these waste flying swords that are not distressed when discarded can come in handy.

"Damn, what a broken ancient tomb, I thought there must be an 80-level elite monster on the third floor, or a level 60 rare monster, who knows that it is just a group of clumsy and clumsy people!"

Fang Ge Yingang was a little slower with his hands and feet, and the large organ people who could drop the fifth-order bamboo sword could not grab it, and they were basically rounded up by Ye Rong and the long-legged royal sister, and only the fastest Feng Qingyun finally killed one.

"Before I could do anything, they all fell!"

"Brother Yijian, I heard that you are the chief disciple of Qingcheng, I recently took over a mission from the sect, and I want to go to the waters of Dujiangyan, I don't know if I can do it conveniently. Just killing some water tribe spirits and collecting some things will never affect the interests of Qingcheng's disciples. ”

Feng Qingyun ignored Fang Geyin, and wanted to return the water bead to Ye Rong, and made a request by the way.

It's just a small bead of water, of course Ye Rong can't come back, so he should give it to the other party. As for the matter of his entourage in the waters of Dujiangyan, as long as he greeted him in advance, it is not impossible.

In fact, with the current strength of Qingcheng, it is far from being able to turn the waters of Dujiangyan into his own back garden and prevent other sect players from entering it. What's more, Ye Rong, the chief disciple, has such a small number of people under him, and he is not far from controlling all the strength of Qingcheng.

With the strength of the wind and clouds, you can enter at will, and saying hello is to save face.

"Of course you can, when the time comes, you can pass the book to me with the flying sword, and if you have anything unclear, I can also find someone to help you lead the way."

Feng Qingyun was also happy, and he added friends with Ye Rong, with his speed, unless he went to the gang station of the Shu Mountain Sword Alliance, he could go anywhere else. To obtain Ye Rong's consent, he also intends to get closer to him and be optimistic about the prospects of this chief disciple of Qingcheng, after all, this trip to the ancient tomb has also seen his strength, which is indeed convincing.

Ye Ronggang wanted to speak, but found that he had received a friend request again, and when he looked down, it was actually from the long-legged royal sister, so he hurriedly agreed.

"If you have time to come to Taihu Lake to play, I will do my best to be a landlord."

The fluttering dream butterfly tapped its head, and its body had already turned into a little bit of smoke, slowly dissipating.

"Poppy, you're done here, I'll go first."

As soon as the blood-colored poppy finished packing up the drawings of the mechanism, he walked over and happened to see the scene of the fluttering dream butterfly leaving, with a little regret. However, it is already rare that people can deign to help him with the ancient tomb, and he will not have more requirements.

"Since there are no good things, let's go back to Kunlun first, and the two brothers are still waiting for us there according to the agreement. I will give you the promised reward, and then go to Chang'an to find a restaurant for a few drinks, and it will be a celebration. ”

"Poppy, if there is an urgent matter in my sect, I have to leave first, and I will contact you to pay for the remuneration another day. I can't drink with you anymore, sorry. ”

Ye Rong looked at the time, it was almost half an hour past the Shen time, and when he didn't reach the main hall of the sect, it was estimated that the deliberations were about to end.

"This ...... If you are in a hurry, you can't do anything but get together next time. ”

Ye Rong said goodbye one by one, nodded lightly to Feng Qingyun, and then flew the sword to pass the book to contact, tearing open the green leaf bamboo talisman is a flash of green light, teleporting him back to the sect.

"Run! Come on! Bless Don't be a dwarf Zhu Mei convened, let him grab the pigtails! ”

There is no sword in the sect, Ye Rong can only run wildly on his legs, and he can't care about the surprised gazes of the players next to him.

The chief of Tianshutang and the number one master of Qingcheng are all calm and indifferent, what is going on today, is there something wrong with Qingcheng?

All kinds of speculations are passed around in the mouths of these ordinary players, and different versions have been derived.

(To be continued)