Jun Youyun

Chapter 155 Constellation
"Ready to start." On the tower of Hu Zecheng, the man with the longbow saw the carriage outside the city.

"Then get ready." The man lying on the ground drinking wanted to stand up, but staggered and sat down again.

"What? Have you drunk too much? You can't even stand still?" the man with the longbow laughed.

The man sitting on the ground picked up the jug beside him and whispered, "No."

As soon as the words fell, the jug burst in an instant.

The man with the longbow frowned, and was about to turn his head to scold, but found that he couldn't move. He whispered, "What's going on?"

The man sitting on the ground exclaimed: "How is it possible! How can there be someone in the world who can suppress the entire city by himself."

In the courtyard where the Dongfang family was located, the young man with two guns suddenly raised his head and shouted angrily, "Who is it!"

On the long street, there was only one man walking slowly forward.

The man was wearing a black cloak, and the black clothes were covered with stars. The wind blew the man's clothes, as if stirring up a starry sky.

The man walked to the yard where the Dongfang family was sitting, and after hearing the angry shout, he raised his hand and pressed down lightly.

The young master of the East was immediately crushed to the ground, with his face on the ground, unable to resist at all.

"Who am I?" The man stopped, "Do you know now?"

Young Master Dongfang yelled: "Pretending to be a ghost..."

"So it's just a child." The man shook his head lightly, and continued to walk forward.

Wherever he went, all the disciples of the major sects hiding in the dark felt a huge pressure falling from the sky, making them unable to move.

The man with the bow on the tower turned his head with difficulty, stared at the man walking alone on the long street, and asked, "What kind of monster is this? Why didn't I know that there are such people among the Seven Great Sects?"

The man sitting on the ground gasped heavily: "Among the seven major sects, only one person can do this."

Outside Hu Ze City, Feng Zuo Jun pulled the reins and stopped the carriage.

"Something's wrong." Xie Yuling said in a low voice.

Everyone else nodded, the closer they got to Hu Zecheng, the more they felt that something was wrong, the sense of oppression was too strong, everyone turned their heads to look at Retirement.

He shook his head: "It's not the original people, but a new master has come, far above them."

The gate of Hu Zecheng opened slowly, and a man in a black cloak walked out of it. The wind lifted his shirt and the stars shone.

"Who is this?" There was a guess in his heart.

"That's right, it's him." Daojun smiled slightly.

The man stood up and raised his head slightly: "I didn't expect to meet Lord Daojun here."

"I can't believe it, you actually went down the mountain." Daojun got off the carriage, "Xinghe, the first seat of Xingxiu Academy."

"The first seat of the Constellation Institute!" Everyone was shocked.

Shanglin Tiangong is divided into four courtyards on the third floor, four of which are divided into the Criminal Law Institute, Qianji Institute, Qingming Institute and Xingxiu Institute. Cultivate Tiangong Killer, and the most mysterious Xingxiu Institute is responsible for the research of secret ways, including formations, medicine, secret arts, etc., almost never showing up in the world, but Xinghe is very famous.

Back then when Nanyu Tower went to Weilong Mountain, no one in the courtyards could stop them, except Xingxiu Academy, which is not good at fighting, walked out a man wearing a black cloak.

Legend has it that he played a game of chess with Nanyulou, trapped Nanyulou for two full hours, and the two ended in a tie.Xinghe retreated to Xingxiuyuan, while Nanyulou continued to climb the mountain.

This is the first time that Xingxiu Institute has gone before the rivers and lakes, but after it has quickly reached the rivers and lakes, people still cannot understand the true strength of Xingxiu Institute, but at least remember Xing He.

He is someone who can fight against the third Nanyu Tower in the world.

Su Baiyi smiled wryly and said, "Why does it feel like all the masters from Shanglin Tiangong are here? If they can go to Weilong Mountain at this time, wouldn't they be going straight to Huanglong?"

Daojun said lightly: "Xing He is the first seat, not an enemy."

Xing He nodded, seeming to agree with Dao Jun's words: "But they are not friends either."

Daojun smiled and said, "Why block the way?"

Xing He pointed at Su Baiyi with a finger, "I don't want him to go to Lin Tiangong."

Daojun nodded: "There must be a reason for everything."

Xing He shook his head: "I just don't want to."

Daojun walked forward slowly: "I would like to chat with you."

Xing He sighed: "Su Han is kind to me, without him back then, I couldn't enter Weilong Mountain with an ordinary background."

Daojun walked up to Xinghe: "I have heard this story before."

Xing He sighed again: "But Ning Qingcheng is also kind to me. He saved me. Without him, I would have died on the shore of the South China Sea."

"Everything requires a reward, but Su Han didn't ask you for anything." Daojun pointed out.

"Master Daojun, you know that I have practiced the secret art for many years, and I can see many things that others cannot see." Xinghe looked at Daojun.

Daojun smiled: "Naturally, Xinghe Shouzuo has always been one of the most concerned people in our Tianshi Mansion."

"Now I see your body, Lord Daojun, like a beautiful pavilion leaking the wind." Xing He said in a deep voice, "The appearance is still as luxurious as before, but the true energy is pouring out continuously. It will collapse at any time. I advise Lord Taoist to return to the Qingcheng Mountain Daofu immediately."

"I also advise Xinghe Shouzuo to leave here and return to Xingxiu Academy." Daojun stretched his finger forward gently.

"Master Daojun really wants to do this?" Xing He said sharply.

"That's it, what should I do?" Daojun stretched out his finger, and lightly tapped next to Xing He's head.

There was a "jump", like a heavy old bell being rung, and the sound wave spread, like a ripple on a calm lake.

In Hu Zecheng, six men in black standing at six different positions took a step back at the same time.

Those disciples who were forcibly suppressed by Xinghe just now felt the pressure on their bodies recede in an instant. On the tower, the man who was sitting on the tower immediately got up and looked out of the city: "The Xingxiu Academy is here, I'm afraid it's here. The line is empty!"

Daojun withdrew his finger, his face looked a little pale, he waved his hand: "Miss Nangong."

Nangong Xi'er hurriedly responded, "The disciple is here."

"Go to the city first." Daojun looked at Xinghe, "I'll chat with my old friend for a while first."

"Okay." Nangong Xi'er patted Feng Zuo Jun on the shoulder, Feng Zuo Jun came back to his senses, and immediately drove the carriage towards the city.

Xing He turned his head and looked at Su Baiyi on the carriage, and Su Baiyi also turned his head to look at Xing He.

"We finally met." Xing He said lightly.

(End of this chapter)