Chapter 47 The Son of God Arrives, Causing a Stir in Nantian City, and Jun Wanjie Is Dissatisfied (3rd Update)
Jun Xiaoyao, although this is his first time walking outside.
But the name has already spread throughout the entire Desolate Heaven and Immortal Realm.
Almost no one knows it, no one knows it.
However, there are many people who know Jun Xiaoyao's name, but there are very few people who have actually met Jun Xiaoyao.
Under such curiosity, Jun Xiaoyao became even more mysterious, making everyone look forward to it.
"I didn't expect that the elder of the Jun clan would come in person this time, but it really made our Daoji Tianzong Pengpi shine." The old Taoist from the Daoji Tianzong smiled and cupped his hands.
"Haha, the old Taoist is so polite." Jun Zhantian walked out, stepped into the void, and laughed loudly.
"By the way, that Son of God..." The old Taoist glanced at him.
To be honest, there are very few young people who can impress him.
Jun Xiaoyao was definitely the one who impressed him the most.
"Haha, I didn't expect that senior could remember it, but Jun is flattered."
On the chariot drawn by nine white jade dragon horses, Jun Linglong opened the bead curtain with bare hands, and Jun Xiaoyao walked out calmly.
She is dressed in white like snow, with a slender figure that looks like bamboo growing in the breeze, and has an excellent temperament.
His skin was as crystal clear as jade, his hair was shining, and his whole body was shrouded in a hazy haze of fairy light.
A peerless handsome face was also shrouded in the mist of a faint fairy light.
This is not because Jun Xiaoyao deliberately hides it, but because of his own physique and the Supreme Bone, his whole body is shrouded in Tao Yun, and he is naturally accompanied by immortal light.
"Oh my god, is that the divine son of the Jun family?"
"What kind of divine appearance is this? I love it!"
"Oh I'm dead!"
The moment Jun Xiaoyao appeared, the entire Nantian City was in a sensation!
The eyes of all the female monks were like magnets meeting iron, tightly attached to Jun Xiaoyao.
Even some male monks were stunned by Wei Wei.
"God, why do you want me to see the face of the divine son of the Jun family? If so, which man will be able to fall in my eyes for the rest of my life?"
A proud woman with first-class orthodoxy looked up, her beautiful eyes were lost, and she was very distressed.
Another saint from the Holy Land tied up her long hair and murmured to herself.
"I will keep my long hair here for you. If I don't marry you, my long hair will not be cut. The ancient Buddha with a green lantern will comb it in his boudoir..."
Scenes like this were staged in every corner of Nantian City.
Even those men can't afford to be jealous at all, because the gap is too big.
Jun Xiaoyao talks about identity, status, appearance, and strength.
Everything is beyond their reach.
Jun Xiaoyao glanced lightly below.
Those female monks reminded him of those crazy star-chasing fans in his previous life.
Although Jun Xiaoyao's appearance was already shrouded in immortal glory, even a vague glimpse of him was so handsome that it was enough to make those female monks dizzy.
"Haha, the Son of God is welcome. The old Taoist has already prepared a place to stay. Everyone, please..."
The old Taoist cupped his hands slightly and said.
Later, under the guidance of the old Taoist, Jun Xiaoyao and others left.
The entire Nantian City erupted into endless uproar.
It is conceivable that the appearance of the Jun family's divine son will have a much greater influence than the appearance of the proud son of any force.
At this moment, in a house in Nantian City.
A young man wearing silver armor sat cross-legged.
His face was square and resolute, with staggered scars on his cheeks, adding to his cold and biting temperament.
Around him, electric light was entwined, and countless thunder and lightning runes were manifested in the void, emitting powerful waves of destruction.
This man is naturally the fifth rank of the Jun family, Jun Wanjie.
In front of him, a follower shrouded in black mist was reporting the situation to him.
"Are you here already?" There was thunder and calamity intertwining in Jun Wanjie's eyes.
At the same time, he had a cold look.
He had arrived at Nantian City in advance, and only some disciples of Daoji Tianzong met him.
But now, with the arrival of Jun Xiaoyao and others, the entire Daoji Tianzong has mobilized, and all major disciples and elders have appeared.
Even an experienced Taoist with a higher status than the sect leader showed up to greet him.
This kind of differential treatment is too obvious.
Although there is also the intention of meeting Jun Zhantian and other clan elders.
But Jun Wanjie knew that the main reason was actually Jun Xiaoyao.
In the eyes of Daoji Tianzong and his party, the importance of his Lord Wanjie is far less than that of Jun Xiaoyao.
The follower who was shrouded in black mist also said angrily: "Those people from Daoji Tianzong are really blind. How can a fledgling boy compare with Master Wanjie?"
This follower is a genius that Jun Wanjie conquered from outside. His name is Heitu and he comes from the Black Cloud tribe.
It is said that the ancestor of this family became enlightened as a black cloud and achieved the supreme state.
"No one is born to be superior, not even Jun Xiaoyao!"
"I will prove to the Jun family that he is not worthy of the position of serial zero!" Jun Wanjie said in a cold tone.
He went through a lot of hardships, suffered countless injuries, and endured countless hardships before he gained a position in the fifth sequence.
However, Jun Xiaoyao easily obtained the location of the serial number zero.
If it were anyone else, their mentality would explode.
Jun Wanjie asked himself, he was already very restrained.
"Hey, my lord, I'm really frustrated..."
Heitu thought to himself, I will fight for the injustice for you for all eternity.
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Several days passed, and Jun Xiaoyao finally settled in Nantian City.
Although there are visions revealed in the Yuantian Supreme Secret Treasure, there are still several days before it is truly born.
During these few days, Jun Zhantian also left and began to contact the leaders of other immortal sects.
They wanted to unite and turn the entire Yuantian Supreme Secret Treasure into a training place for younger disciples.
No old-generation strongmen were allowed to enter.
Jun Xiaoyao had nothing to do and was resting leisurely in his residence.
Jun Linglong smiled slightly and said, "Sir, I heard that there is a local specialty in Nanyuan Daozhou, Qingxinling Tea. Linglong will go to buy it for you now."
Jun Linglong is smart and considerate.
She knew that Jun Xiaoyao liked to drink tea, so she specifically inquired about this local specialty.
"Well, Linglong is still careful. Whoever marries you in the future will enjoy it." Jun Xiaoyao smiled casually.
Jun Linglong's pretty face was slightly red, and she gave Jun Xiaoyao a charming look.
She had already decided in her heart to follow Jun Xiaoyao and be his maid for the rest of her life.
How could she marry someone else?
As for asking Jun Xiaoyao to marry her?
Jun Linglong still has self-knowledge. It is good enough to stay with Jun Xiaoyao as a maid.
She will not take the initiative to make such unreasonable requests.
Of course, if Jun Xiaoyao is willing, Jun Linglong will gladly accept it.
As for the age difference of more than ten years, it can actually be ignored for cultivators.
Not long after, Jun Linglong went out and arrived at a market in Nantian City.
Soon, she found the Qingxinling Tea that was ten thousand years old.
Just when Jun Linglong was about to buy it.
A young figure shrouded in black mist appeared, with a cold and playful tone.
"Sorry, I want this soul-clearing tea!"
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