Heavenly practice

The scene in front of him was very strange and absurd.

It was clearly a street full of monks and people coming and going, a group of people in black robes and veils of the same color walked towards them majestically, but no one looked at them curiously, and they all sat about their business as if nothing had happened. , They could even hear some people talking about whether people from the Destiny Pavilion would come. Everyone in the Destiny Pavilion was wearing black clothes and black veils, so they were easy to recognize.

However, they didn't see the group of people in front of them at all.

Ning Feiyue and the others stared blankly, including Zhao Kongyuan, who didn't even say a word.

It was quite exciting to lead the machine, but he didn't dare to act rashly. He took it as psychological pressure. The pavilion master always carries something that people can't get close to and dare not be presumptuous, even he is no exception.

The ringing of the bell stopped abruptly, and the tall slender woman at the front of the group was wrapped in a black robe, walked slowly in front of them, and then took off her veil.

"Take the machine."

A fair to transparent face, matched with just the right facial features, long hair reaching knees, the woman in front of her is not a peerless beauty, but she has a fascinating detached temperament, every move, every frown and smile is irresistible Open your eyes, you can't even think of a trace of disrespect.

The eyes of the lead machine showed surprise, "Sister Xu!"

"Ah."

The woman smiled at him, then looked at Shen Zhuo, her expression calmed down, "The master of the pavilion is in the imperial city, and I will guide the sects."

"Thank you." Shen Zhuo nodded.

"Under Mingxu." The woman said.

"Shen Zhuo."

After finishing speaking, the two of them fell silent and looked at each other. The others didn't know what happened, so they subconsciously held their breath.

The surrounding sounds seemed to drift to another world, Xu was dressed in black, quietly looking at Shen Zhuo, and Shen Zhuo also looked at her.

As if a gust of wind had blown by, Xu's black dress was blown up, she bent down and bowed to Shen Zhuo, then turned and left.

The bell rang again, and the people standing at the door of the inn seemed to have woken up suddenly. When they looked up, they found that the group of people in black had already stood in the bluestone clearing in the central street.

At the same time, all the monks in the town turned their heads to look at that place.

"Heavenly Fate Pavilion!"

"Mysterious clothes cover the destiny, it is really the Pavilion of Destiny!"

"..."

"Everyone."

Xu stood in front of a group of men in black, and his faint voice ran through the entire town, and people from all directions came out of the house one after another.

Taoist Juluo, Elder Jing'an, Xuanyuan Sect and others looked at the group of black-clothed men in front of them with unclear expressions, and the disciples behind them returned to their masters in such a tense atmosphere.

Xue Junmi, who had just come back from a bird walk, couldn't help being startled when he saw this scene, subconsciously looked in the direction of the inn, and found that Jiang Li was waving to him, and he quickly went up to meet him.

"What happened?"

"Here."

Jiang Li raised his chin in front of the crowd, "The people from Tianming Pavilion are here."

"Tianming Pavilion——"

Xue Junmi's heart was shocked, and he quickened his pace, so that a certain bird squatting on his shoulder almost fell to the ground, very unhappy.

"Gee?" Destiny Pavilion?

The blue bird straightened its feathers, turned around and flew to Shen Zhuo, "Chichi?"

"Well, it should be."

Shen Zhuo raised his hand and waved it away, and walked a few steps forward, just in time to hear the woman named Xu say——

"This Qinglin grand meeting is in charge of the Destiny Pavilion."

There was an uproar in the crowd.

"No wonder it appeared here." Xue Junmi stood beside him at some point.

Shen Zhuo echoed casually, but he was thinking about the attitude of the pavilion master of Tianming Pavilion towards him. The meaning of Xu just now was not clear, and he didn't know what the pavilion master meant.

Just when he thought of this, countless transparent formations suddenly spread under his feet, and there were jagged exclamations from around. Long Xiang, who was standing in front of the inn, flew towards him in an instant, with a vigilant look on his face.

"What... what's going on?" Hong Yue felt concerned.

"Look at..."

Ning Feiyue pointed around in shock, and everyone looked around, and found that the patterns under their feet spread across the ground of the entire town in an instant.

Jiang Li was also a little surprised, "This level of strength is definitely not inferior to Elder Mingxin."

"The whole town is shrouded in formation!"

"In an instant, the formation is still such a large area..."

"It's okay, it's okay, don't panic, it's just a teleportation circle." Zhuanji squeezed to them from the crowd and explained.

"Don't panic, don't panic, I'm just a little scared." Zhao Kongyuan's face was indeed a little ugly.

"What are you afraid of?"

"Before I came here, I specially read the records of the previous Qinglin Festivals, but I didn't expect that the Tianming Pavilion was in charge this year. It fell short."

"... I can't see that you are serious." Shen Zhuo complained.

"Do you think?"

Zhao Kongyuan glanced at him, "Don't you know my situation? I'm afraid I'll lose my seat as the young master of Penglai if I go back without arguing for the ranking."

Shen Zhuo naturally knew it well, but after he mentioned it, he suddenly remembered something, and looked at Zhao Kongyuan with a bit of sympathy.

"...What's your expression?" Zhao Kongyuan frowned at him.

Shen Zhuo raised his eyebrows and didn't answer. Yu Guangyun saw a person and couldn't help being startled.

"Ying Shaobai?"

Zhuanji said "huh", "I heard that Sang Hai also came here. He escaped from marriage? Shall we take him in?"

Long Xiang didn't say anything, but Shen Zhuo's attitude when he first entered this town showed everything. Since Ying Tianbai was married, it was impossible for Shen Zhuo to have anything to do with him.

However, something unexpected happened.

After Ying Tianbai walked over, Shen Zhuo actually took the initiative to talk, "Where did you go?"

"Stealing the exam questions." In front of several people, Young Master Ying said without any psychological burden.

Zhao Kongyuan was so excited, "Exam questions? Exam questions for the Qinglin Festival? True or not? Can you tell me?"

"No."

"Why?"

"If you don't steal it, the town is blocked."

"..."

Zhao Kongyuan looked at him with a look of lovelessness, "Young master, you are really not suitable for joking."

Ying Tianbai actually frowned, as if he was really thinking about what he said.

Shen Zhuo couldn't help but bend the corner of his mouth, Long Xiang's face turned cold, "Funny?"

Shen Zhuo immediately straightened his face again.

Long Xiang replied coldly, "I won't admit that he is my little aunt."

"What little aunt?" Bai Ruying walked to him without knowing it.

Shen Zhuo was a little surprised, "You're not with your uncle?"

"Yeah." She just responded without explaining why.

Naturally, Shen Zhuo didn't want to ask any more questions, the two just stood side by side like that, a man with a good looks and a woman with a talent, a strange match.

Long Xiang and Ying Tianbai looked at the two of them together, then took a step forward in unison, Long Xiang got in between them, and Ying Tianbai directly pulled him to his side.

Long Xiang glanced over with a cold look, Ying Tianbai didn't seem to see him, he just looked at Shen Zhuo coldly, "Is she also the person you like?"

she?or him?

For a moment, Shen Zhuo didn't know whether he was asking Long Xiang or Bai Ruying, so he subconsciously asked, "Which one did you ask?"

Ying Tianbai's face became even colder.

"..."

Shen Zhuo really wanted to slap himself, this bad mouth.

Before he could re-explain, lights flashed in front of his eyes, and those groups of people disappeared in an instant, and they were also swallowed by the lights the next moment.

The moment Shen Zhuo subconsciously closed his eyes, he realized that someone had not let go of his wrist, and he couldn't help raising the corner of his mouth.

When the light in front of them disappeared, everyone slowly opened their eyes and was instantly shocked by the huge and ancient city in front of them.

Like a meandering giant dragon hovering between the continuous mountains, this city is at least a thousand feet away, and you can't see the head at a glance. When you look up, you can see the black palace gate in front of it, which is seven feet high, inlaid with spirit stone patterns, Carving ancient strange beasts, guarding the Daxia clan pattern, majestic and majestic, a vast power rushes towards the face.

But what attracted everyone's attention the most was the girl in black clothes standing in front of the door among a group of men in black.

Wearing a pure black and complicated long dress, the robe is embroidered with ancient fine dark patterns, countless patterns floating on it, her long black hair hangs down to her knees, the young face is covered with a black satin, only the delicate Chin and high nose.

"This is the Great Xia Imperial City, the atrium."

Just like that, the thousands of monks present were all stunned, because those covered eyes could see the destiny.