Chapter 111 What Is Face? (Second Update)

On top of the huge wooden wheel.

The figure is graceful.

The leader was an old man in gray robe, with a majestic figure, exuding a dazzling halo, surrounded by true meaning, and extraordinary strength. He stood at the front of the wooden boat, overlooking everything below.

Suddenly, he looked around and seemed to have discovered something. He jumped directly from an altitude of five to six hundred meters. The speed was astonishing, and he landed on the ground like a cannonball.

With a loud "Bang!", a huge pit of three to four meters was directly smashed out of the scene. The ground instantly cracked and spread densely in all directions like a spider web.

After landing, the old man in gray robe looked around and looked at the crowd gathered around him, with a puzzled look on his face.

He is one of the elders responsible for recruiting disciples in Butian Pavilion, named Zhuo Yun.

According to past practice, when the sky just breaks, the mountain gate of Butian Pavilion will be crowded with men and women, old and young, who want to get started.

The scene was astonishing, really like a tidal wave.

But this time it was the complete opposite.

In order to prepare for this entrance ceremony and assessment, Zhuo Yun started preparations a year in advance. Today he got up early and dressed up well, showing off his masterful demeanor.

But he stood in front of the mountain gate for nearly several hours facing the howling cold wind. It was almost noon and the entrance time for Butian Pavilion was about to pass. He didn't wait for anyone to come.

There were only a few sparse figures knocking on the door, and the total number of them all was not even as large as the Butian Pavilion disciples responsible for maintaining order.

This shocked him so much that he hurriedly gathered people to get on the flywheel and searched all the only roads leading to Butian Pavilion, inside and outside.

Finally, a large number of figures were found in the mountains and forests here.

There were several figures he was familiar with, and they were among the members who joined Butian Pavilion this time. The elders of his family had specifically approached him before and asked him to take care of them.

"What's going on? The entrance ceremony and examination of Butian Pavilion are about to begin. Why are you still staying here?!"

Zhuo Yun blew his beard and stared, his strong energy and blood surged, and his voice sounded like thunder.

He was a dignified elder of Butian Pavilion and held a high position, but these people did not bother to lock the mountain gate and made him wait for several hours in the cold wind without saying anything. They actually came to such a remote place in the mountain, which made him furious.

Don’t they know that Butian Pavilion has its own set time for recruiting disciples every time?

Once you miss this time, you don’t know how many years you have to wait next time. Time flies and the good time may be wasted.

Unless you are truly a proud and talented person, this will be your most likely chance to enter Butian Pavilion.

"It's actually Elder Zhuo Yun from Butian Pavilion." Someone recognized the identity of the gray-robed old man and hurried forward to greet him.

He is the elder of a family, but his family is not very powerful. It is just a small family with a population of several thousand. There are countless such families in the vast Western Region.

"Brother Zhang, what's going on? It's almost three quarters past noon. Why are you still here doing nothing? If you don't hurry up and lock the mountain gate, is it possible that the sign of Butian Pavilion is not as loud as before? ?”

Zhuo Yun glanced at this man slightly, his tone could not be said to be too polite, but it could not be said to be unfamiliar either.

Not to mention the elders of small families, even the elders of top families rarely catch his eye.

"It's a long story." The elder of the small family shook his head, organized his words a little, and gave a rough outline of what happened.

"Willow Village? Hijacking many big clans? How can there be Willow Village here? Are there other Netherworld King Pythons and Three-Eyed Ravens? How could such existences appear in this place?"

Zhuo Yun frowned, with a look of surprise on his face, and disbelief accounted for more than 90% of it.

This mountainous area is adjacent to Butian Pavilion. He has stayed in Butian Pavilion for hundreds of years, but he has never heard of a village named Liucun nearby.

As for the Netherworld King Python and the Three-Eyed Raven behind him, he directly selectively filtered them. If they existed like that, if they were really active in this area, they would have been captured by his sect long ago.

"I want to see what the hell is going on!"

Zhuo Yun looked slightly solemn and flew forward, heading towards the densest crowd.

But after a moment, his figure suddenly stopped.

Wherever he looked, his eyes were directly covered by a black body as big as a hill.

"It's actually the Netherworld King Python!"

Zhuo Yun's eyes suddenly widened, and he was stunned. It took him a long time to come back to his senses.

This is a genuine ancient relic, with noble blood and powerful strength. When it reaches adulthood, it can easily kill Suan Ni, dragon bird, and five-color phoenix.

Not even the Butian Pavilion has such a precious bloodline ferocious beast.

But then.

Zhuo Yun's sight was instantly occupied by another figure.

It was a crow as black as night, with a wild and cold expression, and a third vertical eye between its eyebrows, as scarlet as blood.

Although it is not too big, and is almost insignificant compared to the Netherworld King Python next to it, it is full of ferocious power, like a big devil about to be born, and its aura is as vast as the sea, making it even more terrifying and intimidating.

Even he couldn't help but shuddered when he saw the crow with vertical eyes between its eyebrows.

"Oh my god, it's actually a three-eyed raven, a purebred ferocious bird that has not even been recorded in detail in ancient books. It is said that it has been buried in the endless river of time and disappeared in the years. Today, I can actually see it alive!!!"

Zhuo Yun swallowed hard, not knowing whether he was excited or terrified. He stood there in a daze, his eyes slightly red, and his whole body trembling slightly.

Such an existence would probably have its own place even on that small sacred mountain!

But what shocked Zhuo Yun even more was yet to come.

Just in front of the Netherworld King Python and the three-eyed raven, less than five or six meters away, there were actually three or four human Yins standing. Not only were they not attacked, but they were protected.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed it.

This scene was so exaggerated that it was simply impossible to describe it in words.

You know, it was clearly recorded in ancient books that if other creatures dared to stand in front of them, they would be suppressed on the spot.

Whether it was the Netherworld Python or the Three-eyed Raven, they were both extremely fierce and ferocious!

He was an elder of the Bu Tian Pavilion. In the past hundred years, he had seen some things and heard some rumors, but no matter which one, which one? Nothing was more shocking and frightening than what he saw in front of him!

For some reason, he suddenly thought of what the elder of the small family had said before.

"Could it be that the Netherworld Python and the Three-eyed Raven really came from the so-called Liu Village?"

Zhuo Yun looked horrified. If that was true, this would be a big deal!!!