"metropolitan."

The maid who was accompanying her side laughed contemptuously: "This young Master of the Martial God Temple is really ambition. He relied on his luck to become Master of the Martial God Temple, and he couldn't wait to reveal his fox's tail."

Another maid also sneered: "The Fengling Battle Robe is full of the hope and belief of five hundred martial gods. Such a heavy battle robe cannot be controlled by a yellow-haired girl less than twenty."

The Sect Master of Medicine God put together the invitation and handed it back to the disciple, murmured in a low voice: "Feng Ling...battle robe..."

When she was young, she was just a little disciple in the sect. She would occasionally take a nap outside the mountains and always listen to the old man telling stories and battle situations about 90,000 years ago.

Especially when the old man mentioned Feng Ling's battle robe, he was full of eyebrows and spirit, as if he was dozens of years younger.

Whenever she heard it, her tender face would also show her charm.

If she could wear that phoenix feathered battle robe during her lifetime, would she be able to be glorious in the world?

This is a dream in her heart, an out of reach.

Even if her status is now noble above ten thousand people, she cannot touch that Fengfeng battle robe.

A faint feeling of helplessness appeared between the eyebrows of the Martial God Sect Master.

In this life, she has heavy responsibilities.

That is, as the leader of the Medicine God Sect, he collected nine volumes of Qi Shennong, so that the medicine civilization of the five continents would all reach a higher level as a whole.

As for her selfish intentions, she wanted to get the Feng Ling battle robe.

At this moment, the maid looked at the Sect Master of Medicine God with a plain expression and said with a meaning: "That Ye Chuyue's desire to wear a phoenix-feathered battle robe is simply a big deal. She acts so high-profile and invites all the people to come to the scene.

The Temple of War God is just going to make a big fuss.”

"yes."

Another maid understood the truth and hurriedly took over the sentence: "I want me to tell you, only those like our sect leader can control such treasures as Feng Ling Battle Robe."

"Stop messing around."

The Master of Medicine God said: "About the affairs of the Master of the Martial God Temple, Fei Er and others can discuss and criticize, go out and bring the words to the people of the Martial God Temple. The Martial God Temple welcomes a new master after 90,000 years. My Medicine God Sect will definitely support you.

, never absent!”

"yes!"

The eunuchs and disciples all walked out one after another.

The Sect Master of Medicine God walked to the desk in front of the window.

The four precious treasures of the study were placed on the table.

She was clean and elegant, like a person who was not stained with dust, just like the purest snow lotus in Tianshan Spring.

The Sect Master of Medicine God was silent and grinded the ink with his beautiful hands.

The ink overflowed, and she turned her pen to dip ink and stained the paved rice paper.

His handwriting is full of power and vigorous writing, and he writes a line:

In the world, it is already the best!

The last stroke of the pen was like a sword energy sweeping across the nine continents and ten cities.

As she finished writing, she slowly raised her eyes, and the wind outside the window raised the hair next to the forehead of the Medicine God Sect Master, completely revealing her eyes that were as sharp as a knife and full of ambition!

"Yunhuang, you have a wonderful and good daughter."

The Sect Master of Medicine God laughed out loud: "It can be regarded as giving me a great gift."

She stood alone in front of the window, smelling the smell of fragrant grass in the wind, and the evil spirit in her eyes was growing rampantly.

She lowered her eyes and stared at the black and white words, and smiled unruly: "It seems that I was a little merciful to you back then, so that you, mother and daughter, still have the courage to appear in front of this sect again!"

The Master of Medicine God broke the wolf's brush in his hand, and a strange flame ignited directly from her palm, rushed directly to the rice paper of the desk, igniting the six words "It's already the top in the world".

From a distance, the flames are like ghosts and monsters dancing!

...

Temple of War.

Two days passed.

Chu Yue had already read all the ancient books in the study.

On the eve of the banquet for the gods, Chu Yue went to the huge garden courtyard in the Sun and Moon Palace to practice with Xiao Li, Tu Weiwei and others.

After the battle of Xiao Chongtian in the Dragon Slaying Banquet, everyone's martial arts strength grew a lot without realizing it.

The autumn wind rises, and the fallen leaves fly.

Xiao Li held the Demon-Breaking Sword in his hand, like the king of all beasts in the mountains and forests.

With each cut, even the wind flowing in the sky was trembling.

Tu Weiwei and Ye Ying each practiced sword techniques and axe skills.

Chu Yue sat cross-legged and adjusted the breath in Wu's body.

Nowadays, she is in the realm of Martial Master, and among her peers in the five continents, she can only be considered middle-aged and upper-middle.

The ability to become famous for thousands of miles depends on the ability to challenge the past session and the life-and-death game of battles.

Since he became the master of the Temple of the God of Martial Arts, his martial arts strength must be kept up as soon as possible.

Otherwise, even if Chu Yue can cross the challenge, she will still be in the Martial Master Realm.

Looking at the lords of various domains and the nobles of the nine heavenly powers, which one is from the Martial Master Realm?

Chu Yue calmed her eyes and focused on practicing.

You must not be too hasty in martial arts, otherwise not only will you not keep up with the speed, but you will still be obsessed with it!

In the evening.

Wu Zu's adopted son Ye Juechen hurried to the Sun and Moon Palace. Seeing Chu Yue and others practicing, his eyes lit up.

Perhaps because he was afraid of disturbing him, he stood beside Chu Yue and waited.

"Tell me."

Chu Yue slowly opened her eyes.

Ye Juechen nodded and said, "Lord of the Palace, I have contacted the First Academy these two days. Elder Qin Wuyi and the Seventh Elders' Association jointly escorted the three hundred Ziyuan disciples to safely arrive at the Temple of War. It is estimated that it will take some time and be here.

After the ceremony of the Palace Master's appointment, Dean Ji knew that the Temple of Martial Gods would create the Unbeaten Dan Sect in the name of the Palace Master. He selected fifty alchemist disciples from the academy to send them to the Temple of Martial Gods. Anyway, the Temple Master is also the first academy.

The Nine Elders are all family members, and both of these things are easy to do.”

"good."

Chu Yue's bright eyes overflowed: "Before they arrive, prepare their residence. Since they are all family members, don't let them go far. I see that the Sun and Moon Palace is so big that it can accommodate the disciples of the Unbeaten Dan Sect and Ziyuan. You tell me to clean up the situation.

Clean up and prepare for it.”

"But... Sun and Moon Palace is the residence of the Palace Master."

Ye Juechen frowned: "If his adoptive father learned about this, he would definitely blame me. He told me this morning that he should not let others disturb the purity of the palace master, and do not defile the holy Sun and Moon Palace."

"You told Xiaozu that it was the original idea. Can he still blame me?" Chu Yue smiled slightly.

Ye Juechen's tense nerves suddenly relaxed.

Wu Zu's adoptive father really dared not blame the palace master.

At this time, many noisy sounds sounded outside the garden courtyard.

Chu Yue's eyes looked indifferently in the direction outside the Sun and Moon Palace.

Ye Juechen said, "It is probably the officials of the Temple of War, who are here to greet the Lord."

Chu Yue thought about something.

The Temple of the Temple of War, there are hundreds of civil officials and thousands of military officials, all of which are big and small.

Among them, the upper-class officials, civil and military positions combined, have as many as 100.

Because it was the eve of taking office, morning court meetings and evening greetings must not be missed.


Chapter completed!