Chapter 522 Impatient

Zong Shou returned to Qianyao Mountain City in just over a day using the Demon Repelling Flying Shuttle.

This second-order magic weapon is indeed fast and swift. What's rare is that it consumes very little mana. Even Zong Shou, with a big gap in strength, can still last for more than three days, and he can control his envoys freely.

Instead, Zong Shou was quite looking forward to the few remaining missing parts of the object.

When the Hanyan Palace on the top of the mountain fell, there were hundreds of guards rushing here immediately.

Knowing that it was Zong Shou who found Laijin, he dispersed. The defense was obvious, beyond the time when Kong Yao came last time.

When the mind unfolded, one could even feel that there were several strong men with breaths as high as the ninth rank in this palace.

In addition to Namingdu and Liehe Errui whom he invited, there are at least six ninth-rank monks scattered around the smoke-filled palace.

When Zong Shou was stunned, he only heard the word "lead" from four directions. Then there was a loud bang. The entire mountain was shaking constantly.

In the next moment, Zong Shou finally knew what these people were doing. I just feel that there are several dragon veins in a row in the nearby heaven and earth, which are suddenly pulled over and gathered in this Qianyao mountain.

There are actually six huge dragon veins gathered under this mountain peak, which immediately makes the spiritual energy here extraordinarily abundant.

This Ganyao Mountain, Zong Shou has been operating it for several years, and he has accumulated a lot of spiritual veins at the foot of the mountain.

There are even two dragon veins. After these entry, and then combined hands to transform it, it seems to have become a spiritual place.

At this time, Ren Bo and others have already heard the news. And many other ninth-rank monks also rushed to Zong Shou.

In Mingdu, Liehe saluted him. As for the other six people, they all looked Zong Shou up and down with scrutiny.

But then he was slightly startled. At this time, Zong Shou still had many injuries on his body, and his aura was slightly dark.

And at the wound, the sword intent left behind by the original Wushang still couldn't get rid of it. The spiritual energy around Zong Shou's body exploded continuously. Fortunately, he is full of flesh and blood, also blessed by Zong Shou's spiritual power, so he won't be hurt by this sword intent again.

From this point of view, he couldn't see the depth of Zong Shou at all, but he was almost injured by the spiritual explosion.

The sword intent of the first level of sword soul made the scalps of all the people here feel numb.

Among the few people, there was also someone with knowledge, who couldn't help but raised his brows and said: "It's Wanling Sword Intent, the first level of Sword Soul. In this world, people who can cultivate this sword technique to the level of Sword Soul at the eighth level , there is only Kuang Jian Yuan Wushang, I don't know your lord, but have you ever fought against him?"

Zong Shou was slightly surprised when he heard this, and continued to look at it. Knowing his intentions, Ren Bo introduced with a smile: "These are the worshipers I recently invited from Qianyao Mountain. These two seniors are called Zong Fei Zonghan, and they are of the same clan as your lord. And this The three are senior Hu Ruodong—"

Ren Bo introduced in turn, except Zongfei Zonghan, who was born in Nanao Zongshi. It's the clan, the clan's entry four hundred years ago. There is also Hu Ruodong, who is also an ancestor of the Iron Tiger Clan. The remaining three people, one named Chai Kong and one named Ling Jiuchen, just listen to their surnames, one can know that these people are all from Qianyao, and the other two are almost comparable to the Zong family.

As for the last one, his name is Hongling Zhenru, but he was born into the clan, and he was invited by Ren Bo himself.

Several people came to salute one after another, and it was Zong Han who asked Zong Shou just now, with a puzzled expression on his face.

However, before Zong Shou could answer, Ling Xueyun, who was next to him, had already opened his mouth and said: "Two days ago, Your Majesty did meet that sword madman. Your Majesty fought fiercely with him with three hundred and forty-seven swords and defeated him. Half of the body, causing Yuan Wushang to escape—”

This sentence said that among the people here, except for the fact that they don't know what kind of Ren Bo Na Yuan Wushang is. The rest of them were slightly taken aback, some couldn't believe their ears.

Hearing the phrase "defeat with three hundred and forty-seven swords", everyone took it for granted, and some even felt that Zong Shou's ability to last for so long was a slap in the face? Or is it that Yuan Wushang is merciful?

After all, the eighth level of Jingsoul level is an existence that even they have to stay away from.

But after that, adding a "child" son, it is a completely different feeling.

At first, I just thought it was unbelievable, but I couldn't believe it. Even if I calmed down, I still felt it was absurd.

Ling Xueyun had already expected this to happen. The expression was indifferent, without any displeasure: "I am ordering Xueyun! Although I have been practicing in meditation these years, but a hundred years ago, I was not well-known in the cloud world."

The faces of the eight ninth-rank monks all became solemn again.

"It turned out to be Brother Ling. Your Excellency's Qianhanxue Sword is famous all over the world even today!"

Zong Han let out a surprise, and then fell silent. Knowing that this is the other party, he is using his reputation as a guarantee. It is also not tolerant of others to question their own credibility.

After just a few steps, when he looked at Zong Shoushi again, his eyes looked very different again.

In addition to the superficial respect for Zong Shou's identity as the demon king, there is a lot more respect.

He also saluted again, this is a unique etiquette for comrades who can keep pace with themselves, or even surpass their own strength.

Zong Fei, who had just entered the middle school, had a look of surprise in his eyes: "Your Majesty is really good! Unexpectedly, my Yaohu Zongshi, before the spiritual tide, there can be such a talent as you, which is not the same as that one!" Up and down, you really bless our family!"

Zong Shou knew that this entry was different from that of Zong Han. The latter is the side line of Zong's family. Zongfei was not seven hundred years ago, but he was the authentic direct descendant of Yaohu.

But when it comes to the direct lineage, his branch was also a direct lineage seven hundred years ago. Therefore, from this point of view, the so-called direct lineage, unless the blood relationship is really far apart, there is no doubt about it.

If it really counts, it might be the ancestor of his 'Zongshou'. Others can treat each other as equals, but this one must not be disrespected.

Having met the rituals with the others one by one, Zong Shou didn't want to continue talking about defeating Yuan Wushang. If Ling Xueyun hadn't spoken first, he would not have answered this question at all. At this time, he changed the topic with a smile, and curiously filled his eyes with spiritual energy, and looked into the mountain.

"From the point of view of how many people, how many dragon veins can gather in my Qianyao Mountain?"

That Zonghan really frowned: "At most four can be gathered together! This is because of the prosperity of the country and the prosperity of the king. This is the capital city, where the energies of the king rule and the subordinates converge, so there are more here." -"

He is a ninth-level spiritual master, close to the peak, with the blood of Yaohu, and his formation skills are also very good. He is also the best among the spiritual masters of the same level, so he is naturally an authority in this regard.

"But here, if it can accommodate six ninth-level cultivators, it's okay. But here——"

The voice stopped suddenly, but the unfinished meaning in the words was clear to everyone.

Qianyao Mountain can gather twelve dragon veins, and can accommodate six nine-level practitioners, who can practice here.

But here is the nine entry, it seems a little insufficient.

Zong Shou also frowned. Before the spiritual tide, every two dragon veins could support a ninth-rank monk, maintain the original realm, and even make small progress in practice.

His original plan was only five or six ninth ranks, which was enough. But he never thought that in the end, just Ren Bo alone, there are as many as six rank-9 powerhouses gathered in Qianyao Mountain!

He knew early on that his Yaohu clan and the other major clans in Qianyao Mountain had quite a few ninth-level powerhouses. This is the Yaozu, who can always occupy a place in the east of Yunlu.

But it never occurred to him that several major tribes would be able to recall this person and become an enshrinement in Qianyao Mountain.

It's a pity that Julong Mountain has collapsed. Otherwise, some can be placed over there.

"I will think of a way to solve this matter. In two months, it will definitely be resolved!"

Subconsciously, Zong Shou remembered the small vault in the Dragon Palace. If you can invite Long Ying Lao to enter, or Ao Kun to move him over. Even cultivators in the spiritual realm and fairyland can afford it by themselves.

Even if it couldn't, with the power of Qianyao Mountain at that time. Almost enough, gathering more than sixty dragon veins.

After saying this, the surrounding people all smiled without any doubt.

Only Ling Xueyun was taken aback, two months later, maybe when the battle broke out between Qianyao Mountain and Qiancheng League, wouldn't these people worry at all?

Over there, Mingdu Dao entered, and he spoke again: "Your Majesty, Mingdu has been ordered to bring over my Fulingzong's Ten Absolute Vaulted Formation. I don't know, Your Majesty, do you want to set it up here in Qianyao Mountain?"

When Zong Shou heard the words, his brows were slightly raised, his eyes were filled with joy, and then he smiled inscrutablely and profoundly, revealing a bit of evil.

In the middle of the "God Emperor" game, countless forces and gangs fought for it, and it was regarded as the first protective formation of the mountain gate in the middle and early stages. He didn't want to use it here.

Ming Du Liehe over there, just look at his expression. Knowing what Zong Shou meant, not only was he not completely surprised, but his body trembled slightly, his mind was restless, and even the breath in his whole body began to be agitated, almost losing his composure. It attracted several people around, and they all stared in astonishment.

But in this chest, how can he suppress the state of mind that is like boiling magma at this moment?

After all, it is retribution, the ten great sky formations. It was originally their Fu Lingzong, which was refined to build their own mountain gate.

Unexpectedly, in the end, Fu Lingzong still perished, leaving only these 'remnants' of them.

And this set of mountain protection formations that were too late to be used was finally used on their enemies in vain - when the Lingyun sect manipulated the eastward sects and destroyed the talisman, did they ever think of today?

The Great Formation of the Ten Absolute Vaults can trap ten directions, and can envelop everything within a hundred miles. As long as the spiritual energy is sufficient, it will be extremely difficult to break.

Looking at the situation, even though this lord has thousands of blood-cloud iron cavalry, he still forbears for a day. Jing is going to wipe out all the sects in the east, and kill them all!

It's really a ruthless method!

But they are really happy - the more vicious they are, the more excited they are. He clearly knew that he would have to wait at least one and a half months, but in his heart, he was still impatient.