Chapter 43 The Heavenly Powerhouse accepts apprentices!
Luo Xiaotian stared deeply at Luo Chen, and all he saw in Naisun's eyes was calmness and confidence. Thinking of what Luo Chen had done in the past few months, he felt cruel and hummed: "What Chen'er said,
That’s what I, the Luo family, do, what can I do that I can’t count?”
"Okay! Leader Luo is so happy!"
Feng Changjue couldn't hold back his excitement, with a smile on his face: "I hope the Luo family won't default on their debts by then."
"We, the Luo family, always keep our word when doing things. Chief Feng should keep this sentence to remind himself. Don't make excuses when the time comes and make him laugh." Luo Chen spoke.
Before Feng Changjue could speak, Feng Wusheng sneered repeatedly, with a cold arc at the corner of his mouth: "There are fools who are willing to offer my Feng family a large sum of money, how can my Feng family refuse?"
"Haha, Wu Sheng, don't talk nonsense. How can Alliance Leader Luo's generous move be described as stupid?"
Feng Changjue thought to himself that he was sure to win over the Luo family. He was in a good mood and was ready to ridicule a few words. Suddenly, a loud shout came: "The master of Tiangong Pavilion is here!"
Master of Tiangong Pavilion!
This shout was like a mountain crashing down on the calm lake, and it immediately aroused countless discussions: "What? Did you hear that right, Master of Tiangong Pavilion?"
"Tiangong Pavilion is one of the two major forces in Wusang City, and the pavilion master is a powerful man who has truly entered the realm of heaven. Why did he come to join our alliance?"
Luo Chen was shocked and looked towards the entrance of the plain for a moment——
"call out!"
A ray of fire pierced the void like a shooting star, and the wind moved with air, indescribably natural and unrestrained.
Although the plain was already full of people, when the fire came, the crowd spontaneously separated into a channel and retreated like a tide.
"I've met the ancient Pavilion Master."
Before the visitor arrived, everyone in the stands greeted him in unison, including Luo Xiaotian. At this time, they had to bend their bodies slightly to show respect.
In the Tianyuan world, only those who have truly entered the Heavenly Realm are qualified to travel everywhere. Luo Xiaotian knows very well that despite the fact that he has dominated the alliance for many years with his half-step Heavenly Realm cultivation, in the eyes of some big forces, he is simply
They are just ants that can be destroyed with a snap of the finger...
"No need to be polite." The flames dissipated, and an old man with a white beard helped him weakly. His white hair was as bright as silver, and his face was smooth and rosy.
Needless to say, the old man is Gu Cangqiong, the master of Tiangong Pavilion!
Despite his kind smile, when he waved his arm, an almost suffocating pressure still came over him like a mountain.
At this moment, everyone had an illusion, as if the old man was standing in front of them and could crush them to death with just a raise of his hand!
What a powerful heavenly pressure!
Some people with lower cultivation levels felt awe-inspiring and bowed their heads deeply, no longer having the courage to look at the ancient sky.
Behind Gu Cangqiong followed a young woman. The woman was wearing a violet skirt and had a gentle and gentle temperament. She was undoubtedly Gu Xinyu.
"It has been ten years since Luo last met with the Ancient Pavilion Master. The Ancient Pavilion Master's demeanor is even better than in the past. It can be seen that his cultivation is improving and the achievement of 'Aura Realm' is just around the corner!"
Luo Xiaotian's usually serious face showed a smile and said with a bit of compliment.
Ordinary people only know that the powerful people in the heavenly position are extremely powerful and superior, but they don’t know that the heavenly position is also divided into nine levels! The first level in this heavenly position is the "qi field realm". Even the ancient sky that dominates Wusang City is nothing but Qi.
It's just a small scene.
In the aura realm, there are also spiritual mysteries, mysteries, realms, gang evil spirits, stars, creations, caves, virtual realms, and nine levels of heaven. The differences between each level are like clouds and mud.
"It's Xiaotian."
Gu Cangqiong's age is not much different from Luo Xiaotian's, but when he speaks in an elder's tone, it seems very natural, and even the listeners won't find anything out of the ordinary -
Not to mention that the two of them are close in age, even if Gu Cangqiong is a generation younger than Luo Xiaotian, he can still regard himself as an elder in front of him.
This is the status gap brought about by cultivation!
"After ten years of separation, I'm getting old. It's rare to be able to step into the 'aura realm' in this life, but I don't dare to hope for success."
Gu Cangqiong did not exchange too many greetings with Luo Xiaotian, but turned his eyes to the Feng family: "Which one is Feng Wusheng?"
"I've met the ancient Pavilion Master."
Feng Changjue looked very humble in front of Gu Cangqiong. He could no longer find a trace of arrogance. He bowed respectfully and pointed at Feng Wusheng: "This is Quanzi Wusheng."
"Hmm."
Gu Cangqiong groaned, and suddenly took action, pointing at Feng Wusheng! This point came out as if a huge pillar came from the sky, filling all the space and filling the range of people's sight.
Feng Wusheng was shocked, his body tensed suddenly, the five fingers of his right hand seemed to be pinching but not pinching, and his fist was clenched like his heart, and he fiercely faced him.
"Zizzi!"
In the void, a heart-shaped thunderbolt suddenly rushed forward, and hit the giant finger pillar with unparalleled momentum. Bundles of dazzling electric light flashed crazily, like countless spider webs exploding, hitting the air.
There was a constant sound like firewood being boiled.
(What!?)
Luo Xiaotian was suddenly shocked. When he saw that Feng Wusheng could block the power of Gu Cang Qiong's blow, he could no longer hide the bitterness in his expression: Ninth level combat power?
He never expected that Feng Wusheng would break through the seventh level and reach the eighth level in one fell swoop! In this way, with his own talent, he would be able to cross the level and fight against the strong men of the ninth level of true energy!
If he had a glimmer of hope for Luo Chen to win first place before, now, this hope has completely melted away like ice and snow under the scorching sun.
…
The size of the thunder and lightning continued to shrink, but the giant finger pillar remained motionless, pressing steadily towards Feng Wusheng...
Big beads of sweat rolled down Feng Wusheng's forehead, and his body was bent into a shrimp shape. It was obvious that the pressure he was under was not light, and it was almost unbearable.
Just when he was about to bend down, the pressure in the sky shrank. Gu Cangqiong put his hands on his robes and showed a look of satisfaction: "Yes, although his cultivation has just reached the eighth level, his talent is excellent, enough to fight against the ordinary ninth level."
Master."
"Thank you, Master Gu Pavilion, for your advice." Feng Wusheng breathed a sigh of relief and leaned over.
"No need to be polite." Gu Cangqiong's face became more and more kind, and he casually helped Feng Wusheng up: "My Tiangong Pavilion always treats young geniuses favorably. I have no one to inherit my cultivation experience. I wonder if you are willing to join this pavilion.
, inherit my mantle?”
Uproar!
No one thought that Gu Cangqiong would choose disciples from the war alliance. They further thought that the Feng family had already surpassed the Luo family in terms of momentum. If they got the support of Tiangong Pavilion, the advantage would be overwhelming...
Everyone in the Luo family changed their expressions. They were worried when they thought about the power that the Feng family might borrow from Tiangong Pavilion. Several of the worshipers even rolled their eyes, obviously having some thoughts of changing the family.