Chapter 424 Maverick (Seeking Monthly Pass for Recommendation)

The place where Cangshengdao gathers disciples is in the north of Cangsheng Qiongjing.

At this moment, hundreds of people gathered here, lined up in square formations, and waited quietly. And the "talents" of the three sects and six sects headed by Xie An Luoshi and others are all bored counting the ants on the ground at the moment.

Not far away was a person waiting, a middle-aged man in his thirties, standing with his hands behind his back, and the corners of his eyes were twitching non-stop.

Han Fang silently stood aside, looking up at the starry sky, looking at the scorching sun without feeling dazzling. However, everyone here seems to have never noticed his existence. No one ever looked at him.

It was only when the sun was three poles high that there was movement on the side of the Taoist Palace. I saw an incomparably luxurious carriage, drawn by twelve dragon-horned-winged horses, driving leisurely from the gate of the Taoist palace, and the driver was Zong Yuan.

There were hundreds of people here, and there was an uproar immediately. And that middle-aged man in white was already on fire.

Ben wanted to attack immediately, but it seemed that he heard something beside his ear. After listening to it for a while, he had no choice but to hold back his silence.

A deep worry appeared on his face. He wondered if there is really nothing wrong with letting the person in the car lead these many disciples?

Shouldn't the entire army be wiped out at Yancheng Pass? He couldn't be more clear about Yuan Jiuchen's abilities. This group of disciples used to be dangerous, plus such an unreliable guy was in charge.

Ten stops is sure, and before they get there, it is estimated that they have already lost seven stops.

The disciples in the phalanx over there are already talking about it.

"The one in the carriage, could it be that Tan Qiu? The new three-generation true biography of Cangsheng Dao Bentang?"

"This person is too arrogant! How dare he come here in a carriage without being afraid of being scolded by the teacher?"

"Hmph! With his seniority, who can control him in this palace? But this guy, wouldn't he want to ride this cloud-turning cart and rush to Yancheng Pass?"

"Tsk, it's so handsome!"

"This person, I really don't know what it means! The sect is so arrogant, I really don't know if it is a disaster or a blessing—"

Han Fang's eyelids were also twitching, and he rubbed his eyebrows with a headache.

Rumor has it that this Qiantian demon king never came to share joys and sorrows with soldiers. Every time they go into battle, they usually get a big cart and stay comfortably on it.

Now it seems that this style is also ready to be brought to the common people.

After the carriage arrived, Zong Shou walked down from the carriage. His complexion was pale and trembling. As if the wind blows, it is about to fall.

But it seemed to be holding on, and he respectfully saluted the middle-aged man: "I have seen you! This time, Tan Qiu is late, and I ask you to forgive me. Because Tan Qiu is in a hurry to break through the realm recently, Tan Qiu is in poor health. If you can use a cloud-turning cart instead, sir, please don’t be annoyed!"

This person's seniority is several generations shorter than him. Zong Shou didn't know what to call him, so he had to call him Mr.

This Cangsheng Dao Palace is not only the main hall of Cangsheng Dao, but also a school. There are sacrifices, doctors, and academic positions inside, just like the Imperial College of the Central Dynasty.

And this person holds the post of doctor in Cangsheng Dao Palace.

Hearing the words, the middle-aged man in white finally lost his face. However, he still looked around with his spiritual sense, but his eyes were full of strange colors, and he really couldn't tell whether Zong Shou was injured or not.

The figure turned sideways in time to avoid Zong Shou's salute, and then said coldly: "How should the disciple accept the gift from the Grand Master's uncle? You came late today, there is a reason, so just explain it clearly, Disciples dare not be offended. At this time, everyone has gathered, and I don’t know Grand Master’s uncle, so what else can I say?”

Zong Shou smiled and glanced around. Then in the eyes, there was a bit of surprise.

This time, Cang Sheng Dao selected nearly a hundred disciples from the main hall and the three sects and six sects. As expected, their strengths were all extremely impressive, and none of them had a strength lower than the sixth rank. And elites like Xuan Ye have even entered the seventh level.

However, most of these people are standing loosely. Everyone has a different temperament and arrogance. With a glance, you can see that it is a mob.

Amazing, is the other part. About 400 people, all of a certain age, riding a fourth-level silver-scaled wind stepping beast, just looking at the breath, they are not all strong at the Xuanwu level.

There are also twenty spiritual masters inside, also neat and dignified. Even though Zong Shou just made such a big commotion, there was no confusion at all, let alone whispering discussions.

Could it be that this is the Taoist soldiers of the common people?

It is rumored that all the major sects, those who are stronger, have the habit of raising Taoist soldiers.

These people's qualifications are usually only above average, but they have been trained by the sect's kindness since they were young. All Ying's family members are also taken care of by the sect, and they are often loyal.

Of course, it's not as good as the next one. Hundreds of common people have a promising future like 'talents', and they can find the way of longevity. But these people are also indispensable pillars of the sect.

Among the four hundred people, although they were wearing the same armor, their markings were slightly different. The logos of various sects are hidden in the lines on the surface of those cavalry armors.

Among them, Cangsheng Dao main hall accounts for 150 people, the three sects also have 125 people, and the other six sects only have 125 people in total.

Zong Shou's eyes glowed, secretly envious. Thinking that this is the background of the great sect, for a small Yancheng gate guard, he casually took out 460 ranks of Taoist soldiers!

If he had such strength in his hands, he would be invincible in the east of Yunlu with himself as the commander.

The Cangsheng Xuanlong Soldier of the Cangsheng Dao was a powerful Taoist soldier who had completely smashed the Blood Cloud Rider in the past.

Even if there were only three hundred people, he would never pay attention to Ling Yunzong.

Glancing up and down at these people greedily, the middle-aged man in white coughed lightly. Zongmen finally woke up, smiled awkwardly, and turned his gaze back to those 'elite disciples'.

I saw that most of them were full of resentment, and even some had provocative eyes.

Like that Yongqin, there was even more sarcasm in his eyes, obviously eager to try, ready to make trouble.

I'm afraid that if he opens his mouth, someone will jump out. down his face.

Zong Shou changed his mind, he lost his mind to speak, and clasped his fists at the middle-aged man in white and said, "Tan Qiu has nothing to say, I will only do my best in this trip, and I will not let Zongmen down!"

The middle-aged man in white was startled, then nodded slightly: "That's fine! It's getting late today, I'll send you out first!"

When the words fell, there was already a silver mask in the hands of the middle-aged man in white. As soon as it was thrown upwards, it suddenly expanded and turned into a radius of more than a hundred zhang, covering all the people here, including Zongshou's carriage.

And the next moment, all of them disappeared. Han Fang was the only one left, rubbing his forehead and sighing.

"—Junior Brother, Junior Brother, I will listen to you this time. If there is any accident in this matter, or the disciple suffers too much loss, you and I will be sinners of the sect, and I, Han Fang, will follow you Fighting this old life. This junior disciple is good in everything, and his talent is indeed first-class, but only this one's actions are always unexpected. It's really hard to see through—"

Thinking of the seven holy fire silver ants again, Han Fang's expression was slightly relaxed. With this natural alien, at least he can escape unscathed.

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After the middle-aged man in white sent everyone out of the sky, he disappeared without a trace.

Zong Shou was secretly amazed that with so many elite disciples of the sect, losing one or two would be enough to make a sect feel distressed for many years, yet they really just let it go.

Hun thoughts scattered, and I didn't notice anyone, following in secret. Naturally, it is also possible that he is not strong enough to perceive it.

He looked up again, identifying the direction of the sun in the sky.

Then Zong Shou's pupils shrank slightly. This direction should be an area west of the Central Cloud Continent. The location of the firmament realm was originally here.

Nearby, there is a wilderness, no one around. But Zong Shou's sense, but he can feel that there is a road twenty miles away. From time to time, there are cloud-turning cars walking on it, and there seem to be a lot of pedestrians.

He couldn't help laughing secretly, he always thought that the entrances and exits of the five great vaults were all in the remote mountains, but he didn't expect this densely populated place.

Just a moment later, these five hundred people all got used to the dizziness of changing the space.

After that, apart from the four hundred Taoist soldiers, the eyes of many elite disciples all focused on him.

Not long after, three people came out from inside, one of them was Xuan Ye. The other two were strangers, if nothing unexpected happened, they should be Xie An and Luo Shi.

Zong Shou has also heard rumors about these two people recently, so he probably recognizes them. The person who is personable and personable, like the good son of Zhuo Shi, is Luo Shi. The one with a square face and a slightly hostile expression was Xie An.

Another person also came. It should be the leader of these Taoist soldiers, about forty years old, wearing a red armor. With a calm expression and no expression, he walked to Zong Shou's side and stood still.

With just one movement, it means that he will obey his orders, but the distance is not very close, and it also reveals a bit of unfamiliarity and distrust.

After Na Luo Shi approached, he asked with a smile: "Grand Master Uncle, you are the leader in this matter. I don't know what should I do now?"

Xuan Ye and Xie An looked silent, waiting for Zong Shou's reply,

Zong Shou glanced sideways at Luo Shi, this guy omitted a word too, and after returning, he must sue this person for disrespect.

Just ignore it and look aside, the leader of the Taoist soldiers: "Who are you? What is your position in the sect?"

Those many elite disciples all listened with their ears open. After hearing the words, they almost fell down.

It turned out that this Mrs. Tan's uncle didn't even know who his subordinates were this time.

Even those hundreds of knights had pale complexions.

The leader of the Taoist soldiers showed no expression, and raised his hand in a salute: "The seventh generation of Hanshu in the Cangsheng Taoist main hall, and now he is the leader of the seventh department of Cangsheng Xuanlongshixuanzi—"! .