"What? Don't you three have any sense of being followers?"
The moment these words appeared, Li Qingyun, Bai Lun and Zhou Yaoqiao suddenly froze on the spot.
The three of them,
In a short period of time, a sect has developed from a situation where it cannot even be judged to a palace level, chatting and laughing with the powerful saints;
One is the genius of Yuelu Academy, who is at the top of the list in Zhongzhou and even the Tianji Pavilion is afraid of him;
One is the rich and only daughter of an unknown powerful force;
No matter where they are, the status of the three people is that they are respected nobles. Therefore, even if they were said to be followers before, they were just joking and had no consciousness of playing the role of followers.
So at this time, when Huang Siyuan emphasized in public that they should follow the self-consciousness, they were stunned.
Coincidentally,
The three of them were all swordsmen, and they all carried long swords wrapped in coarse cloth behind their backs.
At this time, he reached back and grasped the hilt of the sword behind him...
"Hey, hey, hey! Don't make trouble, don't make trouble!"
He tensed up and rushed forward to stop him: "Friend Huang Daoist is joking with you."
He knew very well in his heart,
The three people in front of me are not fuel-efficient lamps.
Li Qingyun thought for a moment and released the hilt of his sword.
Zhou Yaoqiao looked at Li Qingyun and pulled her hand back.
Bai Lun glanced at Huang Siyuan quietly and finally put down his hand.
Ren Ren breathed a sigh of relief, stepped forward and said to Huang Siyuan: "Fellow Daoist Huang, the three of them are my good friends, so why don't you come with me?"
Huang Siyuan glanced over his shoulder coldly.
He let go of his right hand that was stroking Huang Siyuan's shoulder.
Huang Siyuan turned forward and said, "Let's go."
Ren Ren quickly waved to Li Qingyun and the others and followed the team in front.
But Huang Siyuan's cold voice came from ahead:
"Fellow Taoist Ren has just entered Taoism. There is still a long way to go. It would be inappropriate to call me fellow Taoist."
"Also, fellow Taoist Ren, it's better to position yourself correctly. Although the Six Sects allow you to follow us, the three of us will be the main participants in this exchange. Although your status is higher than that of the followers, you are still second-rate after all."
Ren Ran quickly held down the hands of the three who were about to draw their swords, and replied: "Okay, okay."
Regarding the dispute between Huang Siyuan and Ren and others, An Shuyao turned around and nodded Ren Ren with a smile, while Xiao Yi beside her was full of confusion, not knowing what happened.
Sikong looked in front of him with confusion, as if he was immersed in some kind of thinking and didn't care at all.
On the contrary, the geniuses among the saints found it very interesting and looked at Li Qingyun and Huang Siyuan curiously.
Huang Siyuan felt the eyes of the saints, raised his head high, and looked even more proud.
"In front of you is a small dojo prepared for us by the underworld. Let's rest here for a while and sit down and discuss the Tao."
Among the saints' geniuses, the short saint in the center spoke calmly again, and as he spoke, someone from the surrounding saints' geniuses immediately stepped forward and made a secret to open the dojo in front.
The door outside the dojo slowly opened, revealing futons evenly distributed inside.
The short saint turned around and made a gesture to An Shuyao and others: "Fellow Taoist from the spiritual world, please."
An Xinyao smiled softly: "I'd better ask everyone from the Holy World to go first."
"Together."
"good."
The geniuses of the two races stepped through the gate of the dojo at the same time and entered the dojo.
The moment they entered the dojo, there were several mysterious auras raging around, rushing around everyone.
But these powers are not very powerful, and only give a little stimulation to the surrounding people, just like mortals soaking in hot springs. The hot spring water can only stimulate the skin, making people feel comfortable, but will not burn them.
"The Nether Clan is worthy of being the host. Ordinary half-saints cannot enter a Taoist Enlightenment Hall of this level only a few times in their lifetime."
"Please take a seat."
The short saint sighed in admiration, waved his hand, and led all the saints to sit down cross-legged.
"We'll sit too."
After the short saint spoke, Huang Siyuan also waved to the people in the spirit world to sit down.
Li Qingyun, let it go, and Zhou Yaoqiao pouted at the same time.
This guy seems to be striving for leadership.
But they didn't pay that much attention. At this time, their attention was attracted by the short saint.
According to observations along the way, this short saint should be the core figure of these dozen saint geniuses. From the beginning to now, although he doesn't speak much, none of the other saint geniuses resist his words.
It can be inferred that this person's strength is definitely far stronger than the others, and the gap should make others despair.
He is very small, only reaching the chest of an ordinary Saint. His clothes are different from those of the Spirit Race. He wears soft armor that covers his whole body.
This makes him look like he has an extremely concentrated and condensed power, and it feels like there is explosive power in his small body.
"Let me introduce myself. I am Jin Xiao, the captain of the Holy Clan's Prodigy this time. I have cultivated to the ninth level of Dao Dao Realm, which is what the Five Realms call the ninth level of Dao Dao Realm."
"I'm Jin Ming."
"I'm hiding underneath."
"Down here..."
A dozen geniuses from the Holy Clan quickly introduced themselves.
"Huang Siyuan."
"Sikong."
"An Shuyao."
"Let it go."
The spiritual world also introduced itself.
When Ren introduced himself, Huang Siyuan glanced at Ren with dissatisfaction. He seemed to think that Ren was so weak that he should not be listed among the geniuses. His cultivation in the Taoist realm would only bring shame to the spiritual world and make people feel
There is no one in the spiritual world.
An Shuyao and Sikong Ze didn't care. They just carefully observed the geniuses of the Holy Clan. These people would become competitors in the future.
"Fellow Taoists should understand that the so-called communication, currently, is to exchange knowledge about the underworld. I believe that all fellow Taoists should be as confused about the arrangements of the underworld as we are."
Jin Xiao said calmly.
Huang Siyuan nodded: "Exactly, we were just told to wait here. We don't know how the underworld arranges for us to communicate."
Jin Xiao glanced at the Spirit Tribe people in front of him expressionlessly: "So, what we have to do is to brainstorm, guess the possibilities, and speculate on what the underworld is going to do."
"After all, we can't waste a month here."
"agree."
An Shuyao nodded quietly.
"Agree." Xiaoyi on the side also nodded blankly, not sure whether he was following the trend or really understood what the two said.
"Do you have any conjectures, fellow Taoist?"
Jin Xiao looked at Huang Siyuan.
Huang Siyuan was shocked in his heart, and his expression changed slightly. Just now, his cultivation was even shocked, and he was intimidated by Jin Xiao's spiritual power.