Chapter 40: Gathering of Geniuses

"Dad, what should we do now?"

The atmosphere at the scene was a bit depressing. Yang Xiao walked next to his father and asked in a low voice.

"Hmph, you're such a traitor, but you still have the nerve to ask."

"I've told you before to restrain yourself recently."

"Not only did you refuse to listen, you also intensified your efforts. Now you have even provoked the behemoth of the Butian Sect."

"Now you ask me what to do? Fortunately, their masters are not here, otherwise, Burao Mountain may not be able to protect you."

Yang He hated that iron could not make steel. After hearing what he said, Yang He turned pale with fright and regretful.

Yang He didn't bother to preach about his son's actions. The most important thing now was how to calm down the matter.

After all, he is the head of the family, and Yang He is quite thick-skinned.

His tense face suddenly burst out into a smile, and he said, "It turns out he is a master disciple of the Butian Sect! The flood has really washed away the Dragon King Temple, and one family cannot recognize the other."

"I have a deep friendship with Qi Wuhui from your Butian Sect."

"If you had said earlier that you were from the Butian Sect, we wouldn't have had such a big misunderstanding."

"It's my fault that my eyesight is so stupid that it almost caused a disaster..."

Yang He looked remorseful, and his acting skills were simply amazing.

Even Xiao Zhan secretly admired him after seeing it. With such shame, he admitted that he couldn't compare.

Lin Qingzhu didn't say anything when she saw him finding the steps for her. After all, she didn't want to make things worse.

Now that Ye Qiu hasn't come back yet, he has angered the other party, which is of no benefit to them.

"Pah, pah, pah..."

At this time, there was a burst of applause from the eaves not far away.

Everyone looked curiously, and they didn't know when they got up. There were three people standing on the eaves. A young man sat elegantly on the eaves, and two old men stood behind him.

The young man wears a green shirt and white clothes, and has an extraordinary temperament. His drifting bangs sway in the wind, exuding a sense of freedom and ease all the time.

"Wonderful, wonderful..."

"It's so exciting! I didn't expect to witness such a wonderful show in this small Guangling City today."

The young man smiled and joked, especially giving Yang He a thumbs up for his words and deeds just now.

However, what is more curious is that Yang He was not angry at all about his provocative behavior, but showed fear.

Zhao Waner was very confused and said, "Who is this person?"

Lin Qingzhu shook her head. She didn't recognize him either, but Xiao Yi next to her showed fear.

"Fuck! The Holy Son of Heaven, He Wushuang..."

"What's the meaning?"

Lin Qingzhu frowned. This title sounded a bit scary.

Xiao Yi quickly explained: "This person comes from an ancient clan, the ancient He clan, and was born with a holy body.

He is currently the only Holy Son in the Tianshan Holy Land. He has reached the ninth level of Heavenly Appearance at a young age.

With outstanding talent and stunning talents, he is known as the Son of Heaven who has the greatest hope of becoming the Great Emperor. "

"Equally famous are the Saint of Yaochi Holy Land, Fairy Fuyao. Lu Yan of Supreme Palace, etc..."

This was the first time they heard about such a thing. Lin Qingzhu and Zhao Waner looked at each other.

"Ninth grade Tianxiang?"

"No wonder, even our Butian Sect's chief senior brother, Liu Qingfeng, was only at the fifth level of Tian Xiang until now, but he has actually reached the ninth level..."

Lin Qingzhu suddenly felt like the pressure had doubled.

Before going down the mountain, Ye Qiu had told her that in addition to gaining experience, this time going down the mountain was more about broadening her horizons.

It's a chance to see the stunning style of these talented people among their peers.

Don't be complacent because of your achievements. You must understand that there are people outside the world, and there are many people who are better than her.

Compared with Lin Qingzhu's pressure, Zhao Waner's pressure was much less.

Because Lin Qingzhu is the chief disciple, she represents the face of Zixia Peak, so she is under great pressure.

But she was different. In addition to being surprised, she was more curious.

He Wushuang's sudden arrival broke the original tranquility. Everyone breathed tightly and looked nervously at the three people above.

What frightened them was not He Wushuang, but the two old men behind him.

Judging from the breath, there is actually one person who has reached the realm of the leader.

"hiss……"

"Leader!"

"As expected of the direct descendant of the ancient He clan, the Holy Son of Heaven, he is protected by strong men at the level of a leader whenever he travels."

Xiao Zhan secretly took a breath of air. Although he had the attribute of becoming stronger when he encountered a strong one, he had to pull back when he encountered the leader.

That's not a concept at all.

It is normal for such a proud man to have such strong protection.

Come to think of it, that powerful leader should be an elder from Tianchi Holy Land.

At this time, Yang He was so scared that he didn't know how to deal with He Wushuang's sarcasm.

At this time, another aurora flashed, and several figures appeared on the other side of the attic.

Everyone looked at it and were even more shocked.

I saw a stunning beauty above the eaves, her bare feet not touching the ground, slowly floating in the air.

Everyone could feel that the power of law surrounding her was the aura that existed only when she was close to the realm of distance.

"hiss……"

"Fairy Fuyao, why is she here too?"

Xiao Yi fell into a deep sleep with one sentence, breaking the tranquility of the scene.

The woman on the balcony is none other than Fairy Fuyao from Yaochi Holy Land, the dream goddess in the hearts of thousands of boys.

Her beauty is not inferior to Lin Qingzhu's at all, and perhaps only Zhao Waner can barely compete with her.

Because the aristocratic aura she carried was too strong. Lin Qingzhu was born in poverty and had an inherent inferiority complex.

So she kind of backed off...

"What happened today? Why did so many legendary figures suddenly come to Guangling City?"

At this moment, Xiao Yi was completely frightened.

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Seeing Fuyao arriving, He Wushuang just glanced at it, and then said to Yang He: "Today, Patriarch Yang showed us his hand and let us know what it means to be shameless."

"Ashamed, ashamed. Compared with Patriarch Yang, we are still too young."

The corner of Yang He's mouth twitched. He knew that He Wushuang was deliberately trying to bury him, but he could only dare to be angry and dare not say anything.

Now he is a little unsure, why are these young masters suddenly interested in coming to Guangling City?

Everyone present was under increased pressure, and Zhao Waner was probably the only one who could remain calm.

After all, her background is not simple.

"Young Master He is joking, how dare I show my embarrassment in front of the Young Master."

Yang He wanted to explain something else, but He Wushuang waved his hand and interrupted him very shamelessly.

He didn't want to hear what Yang He had to say, and he didn't want to talk to him.

Instead, he looked at Lin Qingzhu. He was first amazed by her cold and charming temperament, but he was just amazed.

He is a holy son, but he is not comparable to a playboy like Yang Xiao Xiaoyi. He has a high vision.

To be able to enter his Dharma Eyes, in addition to beauty, you must also have strength.

"Zixia Sword!"

"Xuan Tianzhen back then was so magnificent. I didn't expect that many years later, his sword would appear in the hands of a junior."

He Wushuang showed a pityful expression and said, "Girl, can I borrow the sword for a look?"

Lin Qingzhu was puzzled. What was so good about the Zixia Sword in her hand?

"This is just an ordinary treasure, not even a spiritual weapon."

He Wushuang did not refute, only said: "Although this sword is not of high grade, its owner was once beyond the reach of many people."