Chapter five hundred and ninety fifth Momo's identity
Chapter 595 Momo’s identity
Zheng Haotian and the other two were slightly startled. They could naturally recognize that this was the voice of the real master. However, at this time, the real person's voice seemed to be slightly different from his usual calmness, as if he was quite excited.
To be able to make even the head master moved, something big must have happened.
The two of them looked at each other and turned into a white light at the same time, flying quickly towards the main peak.
After a while, they had arrived at the inner hall of the main peak.
This is the gathering place for the inner hall elders, and Qiu Xinyu was originally not eligible to enter. However, because of Zheng Haotian's relationship, several inner hall elders voted in favor at the same time, allowing Qiu Xinyu to follow Zheng Haotian in and out of this place at will.
Qiu Xinyu was a little wary at first, but Jin Shuntian's words made her dispel her worries.
Although Qiu Xinyu's talent and strength cannot be compared with that of Zheng Haotian at this time, he is still a superb spiritual energy master that is rare in thousands of years.
As long as she practices hard and is assisted by a master like Zheng Haotian, her promotion to the Great Spirit is a sure thing.
Since she has the strength to enter the inner hall sooner or later and become one of them, allowing her to do so now is just a step ahead of schedule.
The two walked side by side and stepped into it.
In the room, all the elders in the inner hall, including the master, were already gathered together.
The inner hall occupies the supreme position in the Wanjian Sect. It can be said that apart from the Grand Master, this is the highest palace of power in the sect.
Every time one of these people goes out, they are all outstanding people who can even shake their heads by stomping their feet.
It is not an easy task to get them together. Even if the master wants to convene a meeting of the elders in the inner hall, he must think twice.
However, in recent years, due to the emergence of Zheng Haotian, the gatherings at the Presbyterian Church seem to have become more frequent.
"I've met the headmaster, I've met all the senior brothers."
Zheng Haotian and the other two hurriedly saluted, but they were secretly worried in their hearts.
I don’t know what big event happened again, which caused so many strong men to rush over.
Jin Shuntian nodded slowly and said: "Junior Brother Zheng, Junior Sister Qiu, Uncle Zui is back, and he asked to see you two by name." After a pause, he smiled and said: "We haven't seen Uncle Zui for a long time, so
I ask you to come and go together."
Zheng Haotian's eyes lit up, Master Zui finally returned to the sect.
"yes."
Both of them had a hint of excitement in their words. Being able to meet this legendary strongest man in the sect was also an extremely honorable thing for them.
However, this also shows the outstanding status of a real master in the sect.
When Master Zui returned to the sect, all the elders in the inner hall came out to greet him, not even one was absent.
Jin Shuntian waved his sleeves, and a wave of spiritual power floated up, wrapping everyone around them and flying higher into the sky.
Although everyone had the strength to escape, no one acted rashly.
They rose higher and higher until they entered the thick clouds.
It was the first time for Zheng Haotian and Qiu Xinyu to fly to such a height. Feeling the whistling wind around them, a slight look of surprise appeared on their faces.
Although Zheng Haotian, who had transformed into a roc bird, was secretly frightened, he did not really take the harsh environment here into consideration. But Qiu Xinyu was different. Her face turned pale slightly and she felt quite uneasy.
If she suddenly loses the protective power of the real master here, then the possibility of her surviving is really slim.
Zheng Haotian sensed the fear of the wonderful person beside him. He stretched out his hand and gently took Qiu Xinyu into his arms.
Qiu Xinyu was slightly startled, then a slight smile formed on her lips. With such support, what else did she need to fear...
Looking up at the sky, in the majestic place where the sun shines, a huge pagoda-like attic suddenly appeared.
Looking at this behemoth that was almost comparable to Feitian Peak, Zheng Haotian and others' breathing became slightly faster.
Although everyone has seen it before, and even entered Wanjiang Pavilion, when they meet in this environment, they can't help but feel excited and find it difficult to control themselves.
"The disciples and others have arrived to pay their respects to our uncle." Jin Shuntian bowed slightly and said loudly.
"Headmaster, there is no need to be polite." Master Zuizhen's voice boomed: "These are some of my trophies in the Demon Realm. Take them and see if you need anything. If you don't need them, send them to the treasure house inside the door.
Go ahead."
A ray of light suddenly flew out from Wanjiang Pavilion and fell directly into Jin Shuntian's hand.
The headmaster said quickly: "Thank you very much, uncle, for the generous gift."
"Okay, let's keep those two little guys and leave the rest to me." Zuizhenren laughed loudly.
Jin Shuntian and others nodded slightly towards Zheng Haotian and followed the way they came with a satisfied smile on their faces.
Zheng Haotian looked at this scene dumbfounded, but secretly murmured in his heart.
Master Master, are you here to beg for treasures, or are you here to pay homage to the Master?
"Zheng Haotian, Qiu Xinyu, come in..."
Zuizhenren's words interrupted his thoughts. Zheng Haotian and the others did not dare to neglect and quickly entered.
Although this was not the first time I entered Wanjiang Pavilion, the last time I entered was completely different from this time. That time, I was sucked into it by a strong force. After the two of them each took a magic weapon, they were teleported out.
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But at this time, they relied on their own strength to fly in from the main entrance openly.
Within this huge building, one can sense the precious light and breath released by endless magical weapons.
Although most of the magic weapons are now dispensable to Zheng Haotian and his two brothers, their scale and quantity are still astonishing from the bottom of their hearts.
In the very center of Wanjiang Pavilion, the two of them looked up at the sky. Here was a dark, straight upward passage.
Although no one greeted them, the two of them nodded to each other, jumped up, and flew upwards.
The further they went up, the more powerful the aura of the divine weapons they sensed became. When they reached a certain level, they even sensed the aura of at least hundreds of pseudo-magical weapons.
Zheng Haotian's expression changed slightly. The fake magic weapon definitely had the aura of a fake magic weapon.
However, this number is simply too appalling.
Could it be that there were hundreds or even thousands of fake magic weapons sealed in Wanjiang Pavilion? But when he thought about it, he was relieved.
There are thirty fake magic weapons in the treasure house of the demon god Zahet, and he is just a casual cultivator demon god. So considering the tens of thousands of years of savings of the Wanjian Sect, even if it has ten times or a hundred times the treasure
, so why is it so surprising?
The two men continued to rise. Suddenly, they felt a surging and ferocious aura coming towards their faces. Under the influence of this aura, their hearts trembled so strongly that they could hardly control their bodies.
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Qiu Xinyu's body was shaky and seemed to fall down at any time.
Zheng Haotian stretched out his hand and hugged her tightly into his arms. The zhenqi and spiritual power in his body surged violently, confronting some powerful force that suddenly came.
However, the power of this power is obviously beyond the scope of ordinary great spiritual beings, and is even close to that of the real master.
Even Zheng Haotian felt unsustainable under the oppression of this kind of power.
Suddenly, a small white hand emerged from the void.
When this hand appeared, the power that permeated the entire space immediately weakened, and slowly receded and dissipated.
"Momo..." Qiu Xinyu shouted in surprise.
In front of them, Zhuang Momo stepped out. She stared with her little eyes and said dissatisfied: "You finally left, why are you back again?"
Zheng Haotian's mind was spinning. He thought of all the strange things about Zhuang Momo, and also thought of Zui Zhenren's words, and all the doubts in his heart were solved one by one.
He said in a deep voice: "Momo, you... are a weapon spirit, right?"
"Weapon Spirit?" Qiu Xinyu was slightly startled and said, "Impossible. How can a Weapon Spirit be as smart as Momo?"
Zheng Haotian shook his head slightly and said: "Momo is not an ordinary weapon spirit, she should be a magical weapon spirit."
"Magical weapon..." Qiu Xinyu exclaimed. Although she had never met Fei Tianren, she was familiar with the name of the magical weapon and was no stranger to it.
Zhuang Momo hesitated for a moment and said, "Yes, I am indeed the spirit of the magic weapon."
Zheng Haotian frowned slightly and said: "Zhuang Momo, since you are the spirit of the magical weapon, why do you want to stay away from the main body? Don't you know that this is very dangerous?"
Although the spirit of the magic weapon also possesses great strength, it is not even weaker than the real master.
However, there is a prerequisite for this, that is, the distance between the spirit of the magic weapon and its body cannot be too far.
If they are separated by hundreds of thousands of miles, the power of the spirit of the magic weapon will be greatly reduced, even to the point where it is far less powerful than a spirit body.
At that time, the spirit of the magical weapon was quite fragile, and it was possible for it to be wiped out.
Zhuang Momo snorted and said: "You think I am willing? If my body was not suppressed by this damn Wanjiang Pavilion, how could I stay away from this place?"
Zheng Haotian was secretly shocked. Speaking of which, there were at least two magic weapons in Wanjian Pavilion.
The more secrets he learned, the more unfathomable he became about the Wanjian Sect's strength.
Looking around, he said in a deep voice: "Momo, the power just now came from your divine weapon."
"Yes." Momo said without hesitation: "This is the forbidden area of Wanjiang Pavilion. Even that drunk old man wouldn't dare to break in easily. Humph, they deliberately didn't tell you and forced me to come out to meet you."
"Ahem, Miss Momo, I haven't seen you for many years, and you are still so disrespectful."
A wry laughter suddenly sounded from a certain corner, and then Master Zui emerged from the darkness.
Zheng Haotian and the other two were shocked and said quickly: "Greetings to Uncle Drunken Master."
Master Zui waved his hand gently and said: "That's all, that's all. You will all have the opportunity to stay in Wanjiang Pavilion in the future, so there is no need to be polite."
Qiu Xinyu was slightly startled and said: "Uncle Druid Master, Haotian should be able to do it, but Xinyu is afraid that there is nothing he can do."
The true master, what a terrifying existence that is.
Qiu Xinyu was confident that she would be promoted to a Great Spiritual Master in the future, so she did not refuse the invitation from the inner hall elder. However, to say that she was confident that she would be promoted to a Grandmaster would be a bit deceptive.