Chapter Seventy-Nine: Conspiracy

readx;

However, Zhao Jiuge didn't have any idea of retreating because of this, on the contrary, there was some strange excitement in his heart, although Zhao Jiuge just glanced at the surrounding crowd in a hurry when he came today, he naturally saw the elite disciples of each sect, as well as those who were watching the excitement. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Coke has updated the finale

Feeling this feeling of attention, Zhao Jiuge's competitive spirit in his heart was also deeply stimulated, in the sect martial arts competition, if he can show some strength, it will not be long before he can really achieve the point of being famous in the world, and in the next hundred years, it will definitely belong to the world of these disciples.

Even Zhao Jiuge couldn't change his vanity, not to mention that it was a young and frivolous day, in such a high-profile occasion, Zhao Jiuge naturally wanted to show his strength and show off.

And after the Xuantian Sword Gate and his party left, Xia Guangfeng naturally exploded the pot, and it was naturally not easy to talk about it in front of the Xuantian Sword Gate just now, but now it is naturally discussed without scruples, but everyone's thoughts are naturally different.

"This is the disciple of the Xuantian Sword Sect, they all say that since ancient times, the Sword Immortal came out of the Xuantian, I think it really deserves its reputation, and the momentum alone is better than that of other sects and holy places. ”

"Of course, thinking about how beautiful the Xuantian Sword Gate was back then, with his own strength, the limelight directly overshadowed several other holy places. ”

"Isn't it said that the Xuantian Sword Sect is not as good as a year after year, I don't think the truth is like the one that is circulating outside, just the strength shown by those elders is not comparable to our first-class sects. ”

"Who knows, it's a battle between their holy lands, anyway, it has nothing to do with us, there is still a gap between our first-class sects and others, otherwise why would others call it a holy land. ”

"Hmph, what kind of holy land, I think the Xuantian Sword Gate is mostly holding on, and when the time comes, the Xuantian Sword Gate will be able to show this strength at the sect martial arts competition, just see if you can see it." ”

Because everyone's thoughts are different, so the words that naturally come out are also different, after all, there are more than 20 sects in this sect competition and the seven holy places, among these more than 20 sects, some hope to be friendly with the Wandao Sect, some remain neutral, and some naturally have a good relationship with the Xuantian Sword Sect, but it is obvious that most of the sects are on the side of the Wandao Sect, after all, it is good to enjoy the shade under the big tree, and the Wandao Sect can now be regarded as a deep strength.

The surrounding voices naturally heard the ears of Fu Qingzhen, which made his expression become cloudy, but he didn't say anything, but let others talk about it, he wanted people to know, and when the sect martial arts competition began tomorrow, who was in the limelight.

The few people next to him saw that Fu Qingzhen didn't speak, and naturally they didn't speak, anyway, when the sky fell, there were also Ten Thousand Dao Sects on top, and there was no need to be afraid of anything when they joined forces.

However, not long after the Xuantian Sword Gate left, another wave of spiritual power fluctuated and emanated, and it seemed that someone was coming again, and the craze had not yet retreated, and those monks looked into the distance again, secretly wondering who was coming.

There were three figures in total, and it didn't take long for them to appear in people's field of vision, all three of them were monks, but a small monk, a middle-aged monk, and an old monk.

The three of them are all bald, with ring scars, and their golden monk's robes are brighter than the bald heads on their heads, and compared with the Xuantian Sword Gate, there is a lot less breath, but no one dares to underestimate it, after all, the reputation of the Nameless Temple has always been unrevealed, but that kind of background is more afraid than the Xuantian Sword Gate, and the most important thing is that it has stood for so many years, and has never sought fame or profit.

The news that the Nameless Temple also participated in the sect martial arts competition this year has already gone viral, and the three people don't have to think about it to know who it is, and some of the sect disciples who watched it stared at the people of the Nameless Temple with wide eyes, wanting to see what the difference was between the famous and mysterious disciples of the Nameless Temple, and the results were self-evident, which naturally made them a little disappointed.

The old monk is as thin as wood, his skin is even a little dark, his eyes are calm like the water in a dry well, there is no life, as if nothing can change his indifference, and on his thin wrist, he is just wearing a Buddha bead, which does not have any aura on it, which is obviously not a magic weapon, but has many friction marks on it, symbolizing the traces of time.

The middle-aged monk formed a strong contrast with the old monk, the middle-aged monk had a fat head and big ears, a shiny face, and even some strong, always with a smile like a good old man, with a kind eyebrow and kind eyes, and still looked a little bit of a monk's temperament.

As for the young monk, he also put his hands in front of him, turning the Buddha beads, his dark eyes were full of curiosity, looking around as if he was looking for someone, the young monk had clear eyebrows, red lips and white teeth, but no matter how he looked at it, he looked like the middle-aged monk when he was a child, chubby.

The three of them are naturally the people of the Nameless Temple, and the disciples of the Nameless Temple have always been named according to their generations, except for some very few exceptions, the old monk is now regarded as the highest-ranking Jingzi generation in the Nameless Temple, called Jingxin.

And that middle-aged monk is now the host of the Nameless Temple, the Hui generation, called Huiming, as for the youngest monk, if Zhao Jiuge is still here, and sees him, he will definitely be surprised, because this person is actually Sanwu!

As soon as the three of them fell to Xiaguang Peak, they naturally attracted everyone's attention, but for this mysterious nameless temple, there are obviously many people who are disappointed, the nameless temple has always given people the feeling that it is mysterious, the nameless temple that has never participated in the sect martial arts conference before, this time suddenly announced that they want to participate, everyone is still a little surprised and surprised, but now seeing the three of them, I feel that the nameless temple is nothing more than that, there is no momentum at all.

However, the people around thought so, knowing that the Fuqing people at the bottom of the nameless temple were fine, but they didn't dare to have any slackness, and hurriedly stepped forward to greet them with a smile.

No matter whose idea Fu Qing Zhen fights, they don't dare to fight the idea of the Nameless Temple, the first is that the status of the Nameless Temple is too detached, and the second is that the Nameless Temple is now the strongest sect in its strength, which even the Fu Qing people have to be convinced.

The nameless temple that has never asked about the world suddenly wants to participate in the sect martial arts competition this time, even the Fu Qing people are a little confused, and they don't understand what the reason is, but this does not prevent the Fu Qing people from being afraid of the nameless temple, after all, now that it is eventful, even the Fu Qing people dare not offend the nameless temple too much, for fear of pushing the nameless temple to their opposite.

The Troll King and Song Chucai beside Fu Qingzhen were silent, quietly glanced at each other, and both understood the doubts in each other's eyes, not knowing if there would be any sudden changes when the Nameless Temple came to participate in the sect martial arts competition this time.

As for Su San and Yang Wangchen, they frowned deeply, after all, for them, if there was one more holy place to participate in the sect martial arts competition, then their chances of competing for the holy land would be one point smaller, and this nameless temple was not an ordinary holy land.