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Tianyang Shenzong.

Main hall.

Main hall.

Thousands of glazed tiles burn thousands of miles of divine brilliance.

This is Tianyang.

Just like the scorching sun that never sets in the east, it is eternal and powerful.

Inside the palace.

There are more than ten people seated on both sides.

The chief position is the head of the sect’s general affairs.

Wearing the robe of Kuangjin Sect God, he has long dark brown hair and a conspicuous scar on his forehead.

Huo Wenfa took a sip of the tea on the table and said with a smile: "Your envoy has come a long way and is tired of traveling and traveling. Why don't you stay here temporarily. If there is anything you need from my clan, I can help you."

"As long as it does not violate morality, our clan is also willing to help, out of friendship."

The person in charge was an older man who looked a little older, and he exchanged greetings with his hands.

At the same time, he also explained the inside story of coming to Tianyang Shenzong this time.

I still want to confirm Miss Cousin's safety as soon as possible.

"We won't know about this until Elder Yuyan comes."

The middle-aged man wearing a light gold robe said.

Huo Wenfa's expression did not change.

On the other hand, the two monks who looked like elders and were also on the right exchanged glances with each other, but the meaning did not need to be made clear.

Huo Wenfa, the head of the general affairs sect, glanced at the middle-aged monk wearing a light gold robe, then looked at the two monks who were obviously dressed as elders, and couldn't help but laugh.

The struggle between internal and external sects has become so obvious.

Of course, it was Yang Houfeng who found the opportunity to take action.

As the head of the general affairs sect, Huo Wenfa is not a monk of the Yang family.

Many monks are willing to change their surnames and become inner sect monks.

However, there are also many monks who are unwilling to change their surnames, so they become outer sects. He is one of the links that balances the inner and outer sects, but this seat is not easy to sit in.

With the prosperity of the sect, the inner sect has long lost its overwhelming advantage, so the rise of the outer sect is inevitable.

The conflict between internal and external sects was actually determined from the beginning.

Just like the central and local governments in a huge empire, imperial power and prime ministerial power are not only complementary but also antagonistic to each other.

In the past, all undercurrents were underground.

Until someone appears.

…

The dull sound of footsteps.

Huo Wenfa's eyes then moved over.

Entering the main hall was a burly old man wearing the robe of the Nine Sun Flame God.

The beard and hair are all golden, tied up by a flat crown. On the old but not old face is a pair of dark golden eyes, like the deep stars, and like the gaze of an ancient dragon.

"It's too late to come down." The man said with his hands raised.

With the arrival of this person, the entire lobby seemed to light up.

"The elder of the outer sect, Venerable Yuyan, the owner of the other golden blood branch besides the direct lineage of the Yang family, Zi Daoxu."

Huo Wenfa murmured in his heart.

On the other side, Yang Houfeng, who was wearing a light gold robe, looked at the burly old man with a smile, and said with a smile: "I don't want to hide my beauty in a golden house at such an old age as Elder Zi. Now that my daughter's family is looking for me, you...

As a man who calls himself the father-in-law, I'm afraid he will have to tell the whole story about good things."

As soon as Yang Houfeng said this, the other Yang family elders couldn't help laughing.

Everyone laughed, and Lord Yuyan also burst into laughter.

He nodded and said: "Elder Yang knows so much about men and women, so it's better not to worry about me. Make two more paper figures and give them to your grandson Chongxuan who is far away in the underworld to prevent him from being lonely."

The laughter stopped abruptly.

The elders of the inner sect hide their faces, and the elders of the outer sect also hide their faces.

They have seen Yuyan's ability to curse.

Specially designed to poke into human lung tubes.

One party doesn't want to be scolded, and the other party feels that tit-for-tat is inappropriate in such an occasion.

The envoy from the Great Instrument Sect was already dumbfounded and didn't know what to say.

Yang Houfeng snorted coldly, and his expression immediately darkened.

Not only did Grandson Chongxuan, whom he sent to the Xiaohuang Territory, fail to kill Zi Daoxu, he was knocked down and fled back in a state of panic. Later, he was killed by Yueyan, leaving him unable to find fault.

Even though he later plotted against his opponent and relied on the sect's laws to force Yunyan to lose his troops, he still felt that he could not forgive his hatred.

Rather than resolving his hatred, he wanted to completely kill this threat.

The appearance of Zi Daoxu was like a signal to the outer sect monks.

Golden blood is no longer unique to the Yang family.

Maybe other monks can also obtain golden blood through unknown and secret opportunities.

Among them, 'secret' is the most important reason why the outer sect monks try their best to protect Zi Daoxu.

Yang Houfeng turned his finger and looked at Yueyan with a cold expression.

If the ancestor doesn't let him die, won't he die?

There are many monks who died on the path to immortality.

…

Xu Sanniang, who had stabilized her cultivation, appeared in the Blessed Land, looked at the soul-revering banner made of green iron in the center of the formation, and said, "They are here."

"You weren't supposed to know."

A somewhat hoarse voice sounded in the air.

The evil skeleton at the top of the iron banner opened his eyes and looked at Sanniang in the robe.

"The news has reached my ears."

Xu Sanniang said in a deep voice: "Maybe we should go."

"Tianyang Shenzong is not a place to stay for a long time. If we continue to stay, we will cause more trouble to the seniors."

He raised his eyes, already full of worry.

Although she often retreats to practice, she is not a child who doesn't understand anything.

The situation of Lord Yuyan is indeed better off, but it is not as good as expected. If they continue to cause trouble, they will attract the attention of the Great Weapon Sect Pei.

When the time comes, under pressure from both inside and outside, the seniors will naturally be in trouble.

The iron flag in the center of the formation remained motionless, with only the evil skeleton ghost opening its bloody mouth.

"you mean?"

"Walk!"

"go."

Tu Shanjun pondered for a while and nodded slightly.

His main soul body has been repaired, and Sanniang has broken through to the Nascent Soul realm and can exert a certain strength of the Soul Banner.

It would be good to leave at this time.

However, leaving without saying goodbye will eventually make people feel disappointed.

However, they seemed to have no other better option than leaving.

"Then let's go."

When the ethereal voice fell with a bit of hoarseness, the fire vein spiritual energy surging in all directions was like a long frozen river and snowy ridge, without any pulsation.

Then, the phoenix-eyed Yuan Ri above the formation blinked, and the entire formation formed by the soul flags gradually went out.

Such a sight made the creatures in the blessed land run around in shock, hiding in the gaps to spy.

What surprised them was that the originally thin spiritual energy became thicker, as if the blessed land that had entered 'winter' was gradually getting warmer.
To be continued...