Gao Wu Arrives

Why could Wu Manman and others let Zhu Guangli come to welcome him in person? In fact, the answer is very simple, that is, a little muscle is exposed to the door, and a sacred breath radiates, which is worth a thousand words.

"Sect Master Zhu is polite!" Shi Yi smiled.

Aside, Gu Sheng's eyes flashed Jin Mang, he could see through Zhu Guangli almost instantly, and he did not alarm him.

"The late stage of star picking." Gu Sheng said.

This is of course sound transmission, it is impossible to say in front of Zhu Guangli, it is too rude. By his side, a group of companions nodded slightly, not unexpectedly, a small sect, a star-level master is enough.

After some courtesy, Shi Yi and his party led the way into the depths of the valley under the enviable gaze of other small sects.

After a corner, the eyes suddenly opened up, and the continuous building complex appeared at the front end, each magnificent and magnificent.

In front of the buildings with dragons and phoenixes, there are ferocious, majestic ancient beasts, auspicious beasts and detailed beasts with a peaceful breath, one after another, some of them are kept in captivity by the Zixiao Sect, and more are the mounts of visitors.

All behaved very well, lying quietly on the ground.

In the building complex, there are golden boys and jade girls carrying wines and going back and forth. There are also a few people, young handsome men and women, middle-aged men and women with extraordinary temperament and milfs, or old gray-haired old people, gathering in twos and threes to chat together.

After seeing Zhu Guangli, they all saluted.

Then, naturally, he cast a curious look at Wu Manman and his party.

"Everyone, free!"

Zhu Guangli was full of spring breeze, and raised his hand to help. Such a scene undoubtedly made him feel very comfortable. Not every practitioner seeks absolute strength and longevity.

Most of them are laymen.

What they pursue is no different from that of mortals, but power and wealth.

Wu Manman and his party nodded slightly, they were considered to have met. They look very young on the surface, but in fact, they are older than most of the people present.

Secondly, as a near saint, with an extraordinary background, the rules of the etheric world are more noble than everyone present.

However, other people didn't know this information. Seeing them so big, they didn't even bow or bow their hands at all. They just nodded to deal with it, and some people suddenly frowned.

Someone was very straightforward and asked Zhu Guangli: "I don't know who these fellow daoists are..."

Zhu Guangli hurriedly said: "A senior like the ancestor!"

Hearing such words, a group of people suddenly felt shocked. Twelve near saints? Although he didn't fully believe Zhu Guangli's words, he didn't dare to delay, and he hurriedly saluted again, acting more solemnly than the previous one.

At the same time, no one dared to blame Wu Manman and his party for entrusting them.

Watched by everyone, Zhu Guangli and his entourage entered the building complex and headed towards the center of the building.

Everyone couldn't help discussing it. In the era when the Most Holy was at its peak, most of the Most Holy were faceless, generally only sitting in the sect. Everything is the ceiling.

And the power of the near saint, the perfect Dzogchen, is naturally the ceiling in the ceiling.

Who is not surprised when twelve appear at once?

"Twelve near saints? I think they are all familiar faces. They are not people from the Southern Territory. I don't know where they come from!"

"Could it be someone from God's Court?"

"Perhaps Shenting learned that the ancestor of the Purple Cloud Sect will enter the Most Holy, and proposes to send someone to congratulate? Only Shenting can take out twelve near-sages at once!"