The morning sun is like golden sand covered with the majestic and huge Eighth Soul Pavilion.
Countless pavilions walked out of their palaces one after another and gathered towards the center of the Soul Pavilion, which was the main square of the Soul Pavilion.
Tens of thousands of disciples came to the square in the morning sun and with expectations.
The main square in the center covers a very wide area, with a circular square with a diameter of five miles.
When Su Mo arrived, more than 200,000 pavilions had gathered in the square. At first glance, they were densely packed and countless.
These are the fresh blood of the Soul Clan, and will become pillars of the Soul Pavilion in the future and conquer the Soul Clan.
"Brother Bai Yan!"
"Brother Bai Yan, why did you come!"
"Brother Bai, a rare event, look at our Eighth Soul Pavilion, with geniuses and beauties in groups!"
Su Mo's arrival immediately attracted the crowd of disciples and immediately surrounded him.
These pavilions are all pavilions under Wuyi Pavilion Zun, and Ying Rong is also among them.
After all, Su Mo is the Tianhun Pavilion. Among the more than 30,000 pavilions under Wuyi Pavilion, there are only three Tianhun Pavilions.
Therefore, Su Mo's status is beyond doubt.
If there is no accident, Tianhun Pavilion will enter the Pitian Realm in the future and become the backbone of the Soul Clan in the future.
Ordinary pavilions will come to curry favor with each other.
"Early everyone!"
Su Mo smiled and bowed to everyone.
"Brother Bai Yan, the people from the Di family didn't cause trouble for you last time, right?" Ying Rong asked in a deep voice. He was also present when Di Wu found the Hall of Ten Thousand Worlds.
"It's okay, they dare not do anything!" Su Mo shook his head.
"That's good!" Ying Rong nodded, then glared, took a breath of cold air, and said in shock: "Brother Bai Yan, have you reached the realm of creation?"
Ying Rong's scream made the others around him stunned. Then he looked at Su Mo carefully and was surprised.
"Congratulations to Brother Bai Yan!"
"Break through his cultivation so quickly. Brother Bai Yan's talent really overwhelms the world and shocks the present!"
"Haha, my admiration for Brother Bai Yan is like the surging river, endless!"
"Brother Bai Yan's talent is undoubtedly the strongest among our Eighth Soul Pavilion!"
Seeing Su Mo breaking through his cultivation level, he immediately had a series of flatteries, like a continuous cannon, venting wildly.
There were more than forty pavilions surrounded Su Mo, flattering him and showing kindness to him.
Su Mo was speechless. If these soul pavilions were in front of the alien race, they would definitely be all arrogant and arrogant, but now they are licking their faces to praise him.
However, seeing the flattering appearance of everyone, Su Mo couldn't help but feel aroused and had an idea.
Own!
Why not form cliques!
As the saying goes, where there are people, there are worlds.
The Soul Pavilion has a pavilion of up to 800,000, and is a big world. There are countless factions and groups in the Soul Pavilion.
For example, Ke Han, the Tianhun Pavilion under Wuyi Pavilion, was followed by more than half of the Pavilion.
Di Hong, who was enslaved by him, was Ke Han's follower.
As the Tianhun Pavilion, Su Mo has the advantages of status, status, and talent, and can win over a large group of pavilions and develop a huge force in the Soul Pavilion.
Even if he leaves the Soul Pavilion and enters the middle and high-level positions of the Soul Clan in the future, this force will be a great help to him.
His thought was to destroy the soul clan from the inside, because it was almost impossible from the outside.
Unless Su Mo has the terrifying cultivation level of the Creation Realm, he can defeat the soul masters of the three soul clans head-on.
Although Su Mo believes that he is extremely talented, he is not sure that he can reach the Creation Realm in the future. Even if he can reach it, the span of this time will be very long.
Therefore, it is a relatively proper way to destroy the soul clan from the inside, and it is obviously not realistic to rely on his clone.
He needs to have a bunch of his own power within the Soul Clan.
"Haha, you guys have gone too far!"
Su Mo waved his hand with a smile and said, "My law power has far exceeded the level of cultivation, and it is almost no difficulty to improve cultivation!"
"This is true. Brother Bai Yan, you have eleven powers of law, all of them are the ninth-level great perfection. If your cultivation level is slowly improved, it will be abnormal!"
"Yes, according to Brother Bai Yan's law, it is estimated that the realm of creation will be completed within one year!"
"Too strong!"
Everyone nodded, but no one thought Su Mo was improving quickly, but instead felt that he was improving a little slow.
After all, so many perfect powers of the law should be improved very quickly.
Su Mo was smiling and shivering to everyone. This was the result he wanted to see. If no one thought he had improved too quickly, that would be a good thing.
In the square, the more pavilions gathered, and not long after, the number of people was less than 300,000.
Although many pavilions are not in the Soul Pavilion, most of them will come to participate in such grand occasions as long as they are in the Soul Pavilion.
Su Mo saw Youyou, Tietu, and even Min Ao, but he did not say hello, and these people did not come to talk to him.
In the distance, another group of people came in a vast magnificent situation. Ke Han, the Tianhun Pavilion, surrounded by hundreds of people, came to the square.
"Bai Yan, I haven't seen each other for many days, so I'm fine!"
After seeing Su Mo, Ke Han walked over with his men and greeted him politely.
Su Mo bowed to the other party and did not speak. This person was not a good person and he was too lazy to deal with the other party.
"Bai Yan, you have just joined the Soul Pavilion. Do you know the tradition of Qing Nis Festival?" Seeing Su Mo's cold face, Ke Han did not take it to heart, but instead asked with a smile.
"I wish to hear it carefully!" Su Mo said in a deep voice.
"Every time the Qing Dynasty sacrifice, there will be at least hundreds of rebels. These people are the best in the same level, and their combat power is first-class among the same level!"
Ke Han smiled and continued, "But, after all, there are too many monks and fewer meats. It is very difficult to get rich rewards on the Qing Ni Festival."
"Just have it!" Su Mo smiled indifferently. In fact, he didn't care about any rewards at all, just have the resources.
He came here today, one was the request of Wuyi Pavilion Master, and the other was that he wanted to see if anyone from the Yuanshi World would appear.
To be honest, he doesn't want to see any people from the Yuanshi World here.
"hehe!"
Seeing Su Mo looking indifferent, Ke Han sneered and stopped talking.
Time passed slowly, and another half an hour passed, in the distant sky, a group of strong men came stepping onto the void and stopped above the square.
There were twenty-one people coming, all of whom were strong people from the Pitian Realm.
These are the twenty lords of the Eighth Soul Pavilion, and the Wuyi Pavilion Master is among them, and the one more person, walking in the front, was a middle-aged scholar who looked quite elegant.
The scholar was dressed in white, with black hair shawls, handsome and elegant, and had the feeling of a god of divine poetry.
"Gourmet to the Lord!"
Countless pavilions bowed and bowed, extremely polite.
This middle-aged scholar is the head of the Eighth Soul Pavilion, You Tianlin.
Chapter completed!