I'm Pretending To Be The Xiandaomen Sect Head Teacher

Chapter 602

Chapter 602 Heaven Stealers Gather

Tianyou Pavilion.

Chen Heitan and the others returned to the attic, Breathing Exercises Spirit Power, waiting for the Master.

They traveled in circles for seven or eight days.

Going out with Jiangchuan to practice, there is no fun at all.

It’s fun to go out with Master.

When Jiang Beichen came out of the room, he saw Chen Heitan and them all in the pavilion.

I came back so soon!

Jiang Beichen went to the attic and sat down, and when the apprentices finished Breathing Exercises, he went back to Xiandaomen.

Tianganzhou, he doesn’t plan to go shopping anymore.

The water is too deep.

Although he couldn’t drown himself, Jiang Beichen didn’t want to waste his hole cards for no reason.

Chen Heitan and the others did not wake up, but Yang Qianshu came out first.

After being fed by Han Xinlin, Yang Qianshu is now very energetic, and his mouth is extremely bitter.

He felt that drinking his saliva was sour.

After coming out, Han Xinlin took out a conch, stood by the window, and blew the conch.

“Uuuuu…”

The sound of conch was transmitted, seven short and one long.

After blowing it three times, Han Xinlin put away the conch, and Jiang Chuan came out for the first time.

“Junior Brother, you haven’t used Sound Transmission Conch for a long time.” Jiang Chuan said, a little embarrassed.

Jiang Beichen frowned slightly, what’s the use of this conch?

“It’s been a thousand years, our brothers, we will get together soon.” Yang Qianshu said with emotion.

What he said, Jiang Beichen understood instantly.

The conch of the original convener.

Heavenly Dao State.

Huang Ya, who had just gone back to deal with the matter, heard the sound of conch and looked sideways.

“What’s the matter?” Wei Unbeaten asked.

Huang Ya said with a smile: “The Fourth Junior Brother has summoned us.”

Han Xinlin is the son of Tianyan Daoist, and his funeral is handled by Han Xinlin.

Therefore, Han Xinlin convened on the anniversary of death.

The nine disciples of Tianyan Daoist can hear the sound of conch.

“Then you go, pay attention to safety.” Wei Unbeaten said.

Huang Ya nodded and smiled lightly: “Hey, I have to pick up Junior Brother Nine.”

It will take three months to come from the Xia Sanzhou, with Wang Fei’s current state.

After three months, the day lilies are cold.

Huang Ya put down the things in his hands and left the Heavenly Dao Pavilion.

Another place in Heavenly Dao State.

Shangguan Ciyuan, who had been training with Xu Changming, heard the call of the conch.

“Brother Summoned.” Shangguan Ci Yuan said softly.

“Where?” Xu Changming asked.

“Tiangan Prefecture, Master’s death day, you must go.” Shangguan Ci Yuan said.

“Then, let’s go.” Xu Changming took Shangguan Ciyuan on the black Jiao and headed to Tiangan Prefecture.

…

Heavenly Demon State.

Cheng Momo, who was eating barbecue, heard the sound of conch shells after he had just dealt with one thing.

“Hey, it hasn’t been two days since I came back.” Cheng Momo shook his head.

“Going again?” Xu Wudi asked.

Cheng Momo stood by the window, “I have to go this time, my teacher died.”

Hearing this, Xu Wudi pondered for a moment and said, “Do you need to send a holy army to escort you?”

Cheng Momo shook his head, “No, no outsiders are allowed to participate in Master’s death day.”

“Besides, our senior brothers gathered together, and no one dared to attack us.”

Cheng Momo finished speaking, patted own face, and flew out of the attic.

Xu Wudi watched Cheng Momo leave, and after a long silence, sat down to eat barbecue.

Tiandan Prefecture.

Cao Ma became more obese, sitting on a chair, and the chair could not bear his weight.

“The anniversary of the death of my teacher is here.” Cao Ma opened her eyes and stood up with difficulty.

After struggling for a long time without getting up, Cao Ma lay down again.

“Hey, forget it, lie down for a while, and wait for Cheng Momo to pick me up.”

Can’t get up.

…

Tianxuanzhou.

Wang Fei opened his eyes after hearing the call of the conch sound in Closed Door Training cultivation in his own Tianming Pavilion.

“Senior brother summoned us at this time, is there anything important?” Wang Fei whispered softly, walking out of the Tianming Pavilion.

Glancing at the long-lost sunlight, standing in the attic and waiting.

Not long after, Huang Ya appeared.

When the two met, without speaking, Wang Fei consciously flew to Huang Ya’s side.

Huang Ya grabbed Wang Fei’s shoulder and headed to Tiangan Prefecture.

Tiandan Prefecture.

Cheng Momo appeared beside Cao Ma, saw Cao Ma who looked like a mountain of meat, turned his hand and took out a pig-killing knife.

Cao Ma opened her eyes suddenly, and her eyes became a seam.

“Brother, what are you doing!” Cao Ma was a little frightened.

Among several seniors, he was most afraid of Cheng Momo.

“Brother, I will help you lose weight.” Cheng Momo finished speaking, and walked over with a pig knife.

“Brother, senior brother, don’t want it, I’ll do it myself, I’ll do it myself.” Cao Ma was so frightened that she slumped to the ground and quickly swallowed a few Medicine Pills.

Spirit Power wandered around him, his huge body, as if discouraged, gradually shrank.

Oil and water flow all over the place.

When the Spirit Power dissipated, Cao Ma became a small Fatty of more than two hundred kilograms.

Compared to Roshan before, it’s much better.

“Brother, it’s okay, it’s okay,” Cao Ma said.

Cheng Momo attracted water of the void and washed Cao Ma again.

“Brother, you are so kind.” Cao Ma smiled awkwardly.

“It’s clean, I’m easy to use the knife.” Cheng Momo said lightly.

Cao Ma:…

…

Tianyou Pavilion.

Eleven seats are set up on the top floor.

There are two themes. One empty belongs to Daoist. Although the person is dead, he will always live in the hearts of the disciples.

One is from Jiang Beichen, a new one.

For Yang Qianshu and the others, the head has enough qualifications to sit on the same level as the master in their hearts.

And this time to worship Tianyan Daoist, only people from the line of Tianyan Daoist, and Jiang Beichen.

No other outsiders, including Chen Heitan and Mu Jiuan, did not come.

At this moment, the scene is very serious.

Jiang Beichen sat on the main seat, without saying a word, with one hand on his head.

From top to bottom, there are nine seats.

Jiang Chuan sat on the third, Han Xinlin was fourth, Beigong Zhixue was sixth, and Yang Qianshu was seventh.

The other places are empty and no one has come yet.

Jiang Beichen glanced at the empty chair next to him. There were four bronze shards on the chair.

Each of the nine disciples has a piece.

After the nine pieces are collected, you can go to the Daoist dojo of Tianyan.

After the death of Tianyan Daoist, nine people buried him in the dojo. Each of the nine people held a piece of bronze shard, collected nine pieces, and then they could enter.

Of course, Han Xinlin, as the son of Tianyan Daoist, must be privileged. He doesn’t need to gather the nine pieces. He wants to go in and can go in with a little blood.

Your Excellency Tianyou.

Shangguan Ciyuan and Xu Changming are here.

Xu Changming raised his head to look at Tianyou Pavilion, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly: “I sensed him.”

Shangguan Ciyuan said to him: “I can’t take you to my master’s dojo this time.”

“It’s okay, I didn’t plan to go either.” Xu Changming said calmly, looking at Tianyou Pavilion.

Xu Changsheng jumped down from the Tianyou Pavilion, and his parents were behind him.

Xu Changming looked at Xu Yun Tian and his wife, cupped hands slightly.

“Son, you step back, I’ll come!” Xu Yun Tian stepped forward.

Xu Changsheng stepped forward and blocked his father.

“Father, let me do it myself.” Xu Changsheng said lightly.

“I’ll go up first.” Shangguan Ci Yuan said, and flew up.

He doesn’t worry about the comfort of his lover.