That male inner disciple looked as arrogant as a disciple of the Holy Land. In his eyes, the other monks seemed to be inferior.
Since Ning Xiaochuan was not a descendant of the Holy Land, he was naturally very rude to Ning Xiaochuan.
"It doesn't matter! I'll wait a little longer. I believe that the Holy Lady of Light will return to the Holy Land of Light soon. When the time comes, she will naturally explain to you two." Ning Xiaochuan seemed very easy-going and not angry.
Ning Xiaochuan's speed was higher than that of the Holy Lady of Light and others, and he reached the Holy Land of Light one step ahead of them.
Even Ji Qiankun's spatial magical power has many limitations and cannot compare to Ning Xiaochuan's divine dragon speed. At this moment, the three of them are still on their way back to the Holy Land of Light.
The two inner disciples guarding the holy gate had contemptuous smiles in their eyes. When they saw Ning Xiaochuan retreating on his own initiative, they stopped trying to expel him.
Outside the Holy Gate, there is a pavilion. Many monks who want to enter the Holy Land of Light gather outside the pavilion to rest.
Some were turned away because they did not receive invitations, but they were unwilling to leave the Holy Land of Light, so they continued to wait outside the Holy Gate.
Some of them are waiting outside the holy gate because their companions are still on the way.
There are also some people who wait here deliberately because they want to admire the supreme grace of the descendants of the major holy lands.
Ning Xiaochuan also walked towards the pavilion, sat on a stone bench, and began to close his eyes and meditate.
"Look, everyone, Cangminghai, the son of God from the ghost-raising family, Yan Mie, actually came to the Holy Land of Light himself, as well as the senior masters from the ghost-raising family."
"It is indeed Yan Mie. Oh my God, this is one of the Seven Stars of the Big Dipper. The younger generation is invincible."
"It is said that Yan Mie came here for the spirit son of Tiandi Mountain."
"The spirit son of Tiandi Mountain, Ning Xiaochuan, is now a man of the hour in Northern Xinjiang. He killed the spirit son of the ghost-raising family, which disgraced the ghost-raising family. The ancestor of the ghost-raising family, Lei Lei, was furious and sent Yan Mie to personally
Come teach Ning Xiaochuan a lesson."
"Are you kidding me? Ning Xiaochuan is backed by Phoenix. As far as I know, a real person from the ghost-raising family died in the hands of Phoenix. How dare the ghost-raising family offend him? Aren't they afraid that Phoenix will go to Cangminghai and kill everyone?
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"The ancestor of the ghost-raising family is a minor god, and he definitely has the methods left by the sub-gods. Even if Phoenix goes to Cangminghai, he may not be able to defeat the ghost-raising family."
"Yan Mie's fight against Ning Xiaochuan is a battle between the younger generation of monks. As Phoenix, he will never get involved. The ghost-raising family expected this, so they sent Yan Mie to come in person."
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Hearing everyone's discussion, Ning Xiaochuan also raised his head and looked at the group of people from the ghost-raising family.
The black shadow in the front is Yan Mie, the Son of God of the ghost-raising family and one of the Seven Stars of the Big Dipper.
Yan Mie's body was very blurry, like a black human-shaped ghost mist. It was unknown what kind of skills he practiced. Even the people standing next to him couldn't see his face clearly.
Definitely a dangerous person!
Behind Yan Mie, followed a group of old people from ghost-raising families, all wearing black robes and pale faces, just like a group of old ghosts.
When they saw the monks from the ghost-raising family and the two inner disciples from the Holy Land of Light, they immediately stepped forward to salute and respectfully invited them into the holy gate.
Not long after, another group of people came.
The leader is a enchanting and beautiful young woman!
That woman looked like she was only in her teens, but she had a very hot figure. Her breasts were full, and a seductive ravine was squeezed out on her chest. She was straight and had slender legs. She was wearing a green shirt, which outlined her figure.
Create alluring curves.
Seeing that enchanting woman, many monks with lower cultivation levels had nosebleeds and their eyes were wide open!
"That's...that's the spiritual daughter of Jiutian Pavilion, the proud daughter of the Tang clan, Tang Shuyao." A young monk sitting not far from Ning Xiaochuan raised his lips and swallowed hard.
"As expected, she is indeed the spiritual daughter of Jiutian Pavilion. If she uses her charm skills, I'm afraid not many men can resist her temptation."
"It's a pity that the goddess of Jiutian Pavilion didn't come. Legend has it that the goddess of Jiutian Pavilion is the most beautiful woman in Northern Xinjiang, and she once received the guidance of a hidden supreme being, and her cultivation is far beyond that of her peers."
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Ning Xiaochuan also looked towards Tang Shuyao. Behind Tang Shuyao, there were many monks from the older generation, including elders of the Tang clan and old women from Jiutian Pavilion.
The cultivation of these older generation monks may not be inferior to that of Tang Shuyao, and there are even some old antiques whose cultivation is unfathomable.
However, they were willing to be green leaves and follow Tang Shuyao.
Because Tang Shuyao's talent is extremely high, his future achievements will definitely be higher than theirs, and he will become the leader of the Tang clan and Jiutian Pavilion.
Seeing Tang Shuyao, Ning Xiaochuan wanted to rush up and ask about the whereabouts of the orb Ksitigarbha.
According to what the Crown Prince said, during the fight between Ning Xiaochuan and the Crown Prince, Tang Shuyao used the power of the Tang clan to lure the Jewel Ksitigarbha to a place of death in order to get rid of the Jewel Ksitigarbha.
Ning Xiaochuan still has some affection for Baozhu Jizo. Although they are allies, when Ning Xiaochuan needed help the most, only Baozhu Jizo was by his side, and they broke into the Jiutian Pavilion like a dragon pond and a tiger's den with him.
Ning Xiaochuan always kept this relationship in his heart.
If the orb Ksitigarbha really died in Tang Shuyao's hands, Ning Xiaochuan would definitely avenge her.
"Tang Shuyao!" Ning Xiaochuan narrowed his eyes, and a cold light flashed through his pupils.
In the distance, an old man from the Tang clan seemed to be aware of it and glanced in the direction of the pavilion.
"Uncle, what's wrong?"
Tang Shuyao's skin was like jade, her eyes were like water, and her eyes seemed to be able to draw away a man's soul. She glanced in the direction of the pavilion and swept over Ning Xiaochuan's body.
"I just felt a trace of murderous intent!" The old man said in a deep voice.
He was looking for the source of that trace of murderous intent, but that trace of murderous intent flashed away and disappeared without a trace.
Tang Shuyao knew very well how powerful this uncle's cultivation was. Since the uncle said he felt a trace of murderous intent just now, then someone must have had murderous thoughts just now.
Who wants to kill me?
Tang Shuyao smiled brightly and said: "It seems that the Holy Land of Light is not peaceful either, so we have to be more careful. I don't know what kind of geniuses will appear in this North Xinjiang monk conference. It's really exciting!"
"Wow——"
In the distance, a white sword light flew from the sky, turned into a beautiful figure, and landed outside the holy gate.
Everyone looked at that beautiful figure, and many people showed expressions of joy and excitement, "The Saint of Light! She is actually the Saint of Light!"
When they saw the Holy Lady of Light, the two inner disciples of the Holy Lady of Light immediately stepped forward to salute and said: "Greetings to Her Majesty the Holy Lady."
The Holy Lady of Guangming nodded slightly, looked at Jiutian Pavilion and the monks of the Tang clan, and said: "Welcome Jiutian Spirit Girl and all the seniors to come to the Holy Land of Guangming as guests. You must make good arrangements for all the seniors."
"Don't worry, Your Highness the Saint, we will never neglect the seniors of Jiutian Pavilion and the Tang clan." The male inner disciple said excitedly. He was extremely excited to be able to see Her Highness the Saint of Light.
Later, Wang Xu, the holy son of the Wang family, and Ji Qiankun, the holy son of the Nine Ruins Holy Land, also returned to the Holy Land of Light and came outside the Holy Gate.
"You must be the two holy sons from the Royal Family of Middle-earth and the Holy Land of Nine Ruins, right? I have admired these two famous names for a long time. They are indeed handsome and majestic. At first glance, they are like dragons and phoenixes among people. I am afraid that few of the younger generation in Northern Xinjiang can do so.
Compared with the two of them." Tang Shuyao's red lips were crystal clear, her voice was soft, and her beautiful eyes were staring at Wang Xu and Ji Qiankun.
After Wang Xu and Ji Qiankun saw Tang Shuyao, they had an amazing feeling and secretly thought in their hearts, it is indeed Northern Xinjiang. Since ancient times, there have been many beauties who are famous all over the world. Not only the Saint of Light has a beauty that can dazzle the country, but also the beauty of the city.
Even this woman is like a enchantress, extremely alluring, making people's blood rush.
The beauty of the Holy Lady of Light is an ethereal beauty. When people see her, they will feel happy and can leave all worries behind and talk freely with her.
However, Tang Shuyao's beauty is so charming that it makes people want to hold her in their arms and push her down on the bed when they see her. She is simply a beauty that makes men want to stop!
"Who is this girl?"
Wang Xu stared at Tang Shuyao, his mind already full of thoughts, like the waves in the sea, but his face remained calm and very graceful.
"The Spiritual Girl of Jiutian Pavilion, Tang Shuyao!" Tang Shuyao smiled lightly, her almond-shaped eyes were filled with smoke, and her red lips were slightly upward, looking extremely charming.
Ji Qiankun stared straight at Tang Shuyao's plump breasts, unable to look away. He swallowed softly and said: "I have heard about the name of Jiutian Pavilion for a long time. It is said that almost all the most beautiful women of every generation in Northern Xinjiang come from this place.
Jiutian Pavilion, after meeting Miss Tang today, I realized that the rumors were not false."
It's not that Ji Qiankun's state of mind will not be firm, but because Tang Shuyao's charm is indeed amazing. She is naturally charming and has a charming energy emanating from her body all the time. She is simply an out-and-out witch!
Although her cultivation level is not as good as Ji Qiankun and Wang Xu, if she really has the intention to kill, Wang Xu and Ji Qiankun will probably die in her hands.
Not just Ji Qiankun, almost every man present could not take his eyes away from her.
They are both beautiful women. Naturally, the Holy Lady of Light still felt a little bit disappointed. She shook her head gently and said to the two inner disciples guarding the holy door: "Wait a moment, if there is a famous person,
The young monk named Ding Chunqiu has come to the Holy Land of Light, you must be polite to him, he is my guest!"
The female inner disciple seemed to have thought of something. She looked towards the pavilion not far away and said: "Not long ago, a young monk said he was a friend of His Highness the Holy Lady and was stopped by us. I don't know...
…Is he the person Her Royal Highness the Saint said?”
At this moment, Ning Xiaochuan had already walked towards the Holy Gate and said from a distance: "I have told you before that I am a friend of Your Highness the Saint, but you just don't believe it! Your Highness the Saint, I arrived before you."
Ning Xiaochuan's eyes were fixed on the Saint of Light from beginning to end, and he did not look at Tang Shuyao next to him.
Although it was just a look, it made the Saint of Light have a great impression of him.
At least, the man named Ding Chunqiu was in a more determined state of mind than Wang Xu and Ji Qiankun, and was not fascinated by the beauty of the Nine Heavens Spirit Girl.
At the same time, the Holy Lady of Light also admired Ning Xiaochuan's cultivation even more. She was too fast. She set off behind them but reached the Holy Land of Light one step ahead of them.
With such speed, it is unmatched among the younger generation.