Since the sky was covered, the heavens began to show their holiness

Chapter 132 Visitors from the Holy Land
top of clumsy peak
The temple is still dilapidated, and weeds are still growing in disorder on the main peak. However, compared to the desolation before, the Zhuofeng is now very lively.

A big man named Donghuang kept landing at the foot of the mountain and stood quietly, as if he was afraid of disturbing the people on the mountain. They were careful not to make a sound.

Seeing this scene, the disciples of Zhuofeng have long been accustomed to it. In recent times, there have been countless big figures in Zhuofeng, including the Holy Lord of the Holy Land, the patriarch of the ancient family, powerful men from other regions, and even people from Zhongzhou. The emperor is here.

At this time, people had gathered at the foot of the mountain. Ryoma kept looking at everyone with his big eyes, seeming to be examining something in his eyes. His golden pants were particularly eye-catching.

None of them was a big shot, but they were looked at by a horse like they were looking at goods. However, they did not dare to feel dissatisfied at all because this was a dragon horse that could kill the king of Tao.

A few days ago, I don't know who the stupid young man was that collided with this dragon horse. The hoof marks on his face still haven't disappeared, which shows how cruel this horse was.

Now the whole Beidou knows that there is a Holy King-level strongman from Taixuan Sect. Isn't it that they have come all the way to meet the Holy King? If they are kicked at this moment, I am afraid they will laugh at each other. Pie bar.

I saw a Supreme Elder of the Holy Land, under the look of his Holy Master, he took out a spiritual fruit and handed it to Longma, and asked: "Senior Longma, I wonder when Taixuan Saint King will come down from the mountain?"

The dragon horse glanced at the spiritual fruit that exuded a faint fragrance. A trace of disdain flashed in the horse's eyes, as if he had the nerve to bribe it even though he had buried such a spiritual fruit. Which mount couldn't withstand such a test?

Seeing this, the Supreme Elder showed a look of pain on his face, and quietly stuffed a small bag into Ryoma.

When his spiritual consciousness came out, Longma's eyes suddenly lit up. He put away the bag without leaving a trace, bit into the spiritual fruit, and chewed it happily. His spiritual mind sent a message: "I don't know exactly when the master will come down. Maybe it will be today. Maybe tomorrow.”

Upon hearing this, a flash of anger flashed in the eyes of the Supreme Elder, but he did not dare to explode. Instead, he secretly cursed Longma in his heart for taking money for not doing anything. It was pity that his savings of hundreds of years were wasted, and he did not know whether the Holy Land would compensate him.

Glancing at the eager-looking crowd, he rolled his eyes, but a delighted smile appeared on his face, as if he had returned to his holy land camp after getting his wish.

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but be stunned, their eyes moved slightly, and they all handed over gifts in the same manner. Then they were also stunned, and then returned to their own camp with satisfaction, but in their hearts they cursed the Supreme Elder just now for getting into such a bad situation. The old man was fooled.

Facing this shameless black-hearted dragon and horse, they wanted to try the taste of dragon and horse meat, but unfortunately they couldn't beat him.

Long Ma smiled happily and put away the greeting gifts one by one, but his heart was filled with joy. He didn't expect that so many people came to the door and were tricked, and they looked very happy.

Looking at the operation of the dragon and horse at the foot of the mountain, Zhou Xian shook his head slightly and sighed: "This beast is so dirty. I don't know how to understand a horse, but it makes fellow Taoists laugh."

The old lunatic beside him had a calm face and clear eyes. He had obviously regained his consciousness, but he seemed a little depressed.

In the past, the old lunatic had messy white hair, a skinny body, old age, cloudy eyes, and crazy behavior.

Now, he is completely different. His body is strong and strong, and his hair is black and thick. He is completely different from the crazy look before.

Seeing this, Zhou Xian also knew that this man who had lived for six thousand years was probably still immersed in what happened back then and couldn't let go.

The Holy Land of Tianxuan was so glorious back then, but it was destroyed because of the religious attack on the ancient forbidden land. Zhou Xian didn't know where they got the confidence to attack this most powerful forbidden land.

After sighing and seeing that the time was almost up, Zhou Xian immediately invited: "Since fellow Taoist friends have recovered their consciousness, why don't you go down with Pindao to meet them?"

The old madman shook his head. He had just recovered his consciousness and had not yet recovered from the past. He really had no interest in joining in the fun.

Seeing this, Zhou Xian didn't try to persuade him, and walked straight down the mountain. Then he seemed to think of something, and turned back to the old madman and said, "By the way, I once saw an old man named Wei Yi in Shifang, Tianxuan Holy Land. No. Do you know me?" Hearing this, the old madman suddenly raised his head and looked at Zhou Xian's back, as if he knew the Wei Yi that Zhou Xian was talking about. The old madman looked a little dazed and murmured to himself.

"Xiao Yi..."

In a trance, he seemed to have returned to six thousand years ago.

Wei Yi, the youngest of the three former Tianxuan heroes, was also the one with the best qualifications. If he had not been depressed in his heart, he would have broken through long ago, and he would not have been trapped in the realm of the Great Sage for so many years.

Zhou Xian seemed to just mention it casually, and then went down the mountain without looking back. He did not fly, but walked down the mountain step by step, just like an ordinary person.

However, the people at the foot of the mountain couldn't help but fall silent. They all stood respectfully and lined up to welcome Zhou Xian down the mountain.

This is an invincible holy king. Even in ancient times, he was a powerful overlord, let alone the current era when saints do not appear.

A holy king is currently walking sideways. Unless a Holy Land family is willing to reveal all its secrets, it can be suppressed. However, this will also break the bones and muscles, and may even lead to the decline of power.

"Holy Lord Yaoguang pays homage to Holy King Taixuan!"

"The Holy Master of the Ji family pays homage to the Holy King Taixuan!"

"Holy Lord Wanchu pays homage to Holy King Taixuan!"

"The Holy Master of Zifu pays homage to the Holy King Taixuan!"

"Nangong is meeting with Saint King Taixuan!"

"Zhongzhou..."

A group of Holy Land families and powerful men all paid homage to Zhou Xian at the same time, very respectfully, even though each of them was a powerful figure who could look down on the world, and they were all top figures today.

Facing everyone's worship, Zhou Xian nodded slightly and did not show any courtesy because of his status. Instead of being dissatisfied, everyone felt that this was the way it should be.

In the cultivation world, strength is respected, and no matter how high their status is, they are still not as noble as a holy king.

After everyone paid their respects, they did not leave. Instead, they took out the gifts they had prepared and congratulated Zhou Xian on his breakthrough to the Holy King.

For a time, the whole foot of the mountain was filled with precious light, and all kinds of spiritual materials and medicines were piled up like a mountain. The dragon and horse's eyes were straightened, the dragon's breath was hesitating from the nostrils, and a pair of hooves were ready to move.

"Well, I'll accept it if you are of a poor mind."

Zhou Xian put away the gift casually, and when everyone saw this, they immediately beamed.

But he secretly muttered in his heart, as expected of a Holy Land family with a long heritage, they were indeed extremely rich, the gifts they sent were already priceless, and they didn’t know how many treasures were hidden in their treasure house. It was really greedy for the poor.

(End of this chapter)