Chapter 2588

Shen Lang came to the top of the main peak of Tianyin mountain, carrying a long jade box on his back.

The entrance of the school has been opened. Many maids dressed in fresh and elegant clothes are welcoming the monks who come to the ceremony and attend the election ceremony.

Shen Lang was also led to the square of the main peak of Tianyin mountain by a pretty maid.

The square is tens of thousands of meters around, and the ground is covered with special white crystal, gorgeous and bright.

Looking around, the square is full of seats, which is almost like an open-air auction venue.

The first two rows of seats are white jade, which are special seats for monks during the Mahayana period.

The maid led Shen Lang to the front seat. Shen Lang sat down at random and asked the maid to leave.

He came early. The square was sparsely populated and chatted with each other in groups of three or two.

Shen Lang doesn't want to reveal his identity, so he just keeps his eyes closed in his seat. In this way, even the monks who are not familiar with Shen Lang can't disturb him.

Not long after he sat down, the young man in white also came to the seat in front of him and sat down not far away from the waves.

Like Shen Lang, the white robed youth began to keep their eyes closed.

Shen Lang can't help glancing at the white robed youth. It's not because of anything else. He feels that the breath inside the white robed youth is too violent and powerful, which makes his blood spirit immortal body inexplicably feel dangerous.

White robed youth seems to feel Shen Lang's eyes, and he also opens the eyes of Danfeng, and glares at Shen lang. Feng Mou has an amazing evil spirit and chill, which seems to warn him not to look at him more.

Shen Lang hurriedly took back his eyes, thinking that it was really strange.

Although this man only had the early cultivation of Mahayana, he gave himself a sense of extreme danger. It's better not to provoke him.

Shen Lang is too lazy to think too much. He keeps his eyes closed and waits for the election meeting to begin.

A little bit of time passed.

There are more and more friars in the square. At first, the few friars in Linlang city and canglan city came to see the ceremony.

No matter who Zhong Wangu and Tenglong married Lingyin fairy, they all need to give gifts. This point of face still needs to be given.

"The deputy leader of Linlang city is here!"

With a loud voice, the square was suddenly quiet.

I saw Zhong Wangu, deputy leader of Linlang City, leading 20 leaders of Linlang city to count the number of times, which was a great show.

In order to choose his son-in-law this time, Zhong Wangu has made great efforts. In order to prove sincerity, today not only brought a great gift, but also called most of the house owners of Linlang city to support themselves.

Shen Lang only glanced at it and found that silver dust and blood Kui were also there. It seems that master Mingshan didn't come.

Zhong Wangu, together with many Mahayana lords, came to the front of the square and said in a high voice: "it's rare for us to have such a grand event in the burial desert, so let's get together. Today, regardless of the gratitude and resentment between Linlang city and canglan City, whoever supports Zhongmou will remember Zhongmou and make friends in the future! "

"Certainly!"

"We will support vice mayor Zhong!"

"Ha ha, I hope vice mayor Zhong can hold the beauty back."

Many of the sanxiu in the lower part of Linlang city have responded to Zhong Wanggu. They usually hang out in Linlang city. Naturally, they need to say something good.

Some of the scattered repairs in canglan city actually responded to Zhong Wangu.

In fact, in order to achieve this goal, Zhong Wangu would not hesitate to buy some canglan city loose repair, let them support themselves in the election meeting.

"Why, vice mayor Zhong is really in a good mood today!"

Outside the square, a loud voice of mockery came. Teng long, the little Lord of canglan City, led a large number of canglan City lords to the square.

Teng long is a strong man with gray armor and black scales on his skin. He looks ugly.

He is not a friar of human race, but a demon cultivator. He is a kind of sub subordinate true spirit named "ancient dragon". He inherits a weak blood line of a real dragon, and his strength is no less than that of Zhong Wangu.

Tenglong also brought more than 20 canglan city leaders.

In front of the square, two waves of friars confront each other, and the atmosphere is tense.

Teng long glanced at Zhong Wangu and said with a sneer, "Zhong Wangu, go on. Don't think I didn't know that you bought some of my canglan city's loose repairs. Such a despicable act means to publicize here. "

Zhong Wangu gave a dry smile and said, "today's election meeting is a happy event in Tianyin mountain. The young town leader of Tenglong is so rude, and is not afraid of damaging the atmosphere?"

"That's your first bad mood! This election meeting is not the place for you to give a speech. What's the use of you to bewitch the crowd? " The Dragon said angrily.

Zhong Wangu sneered: "at least the saint and Ling Yin fairy can see my sincerity. Tenglong, I'm too lazy to beat you. I don't think Lingyin fairy will take a fancy to you. If you are you, you must go to the whole Rong first and then come to the election meeting. "

"You!"

Teng Longqi's face was livid and his mind was blue.

"What, you want to do it? Come on, come and hit me! "

Zhong Wangu looks at Longteng with provocative eyes and points to his forehead: "come here, fight!"

Teng Longqi's whole body was trembling. He wished he could really go up to collect the clock, but reason told him that he could not make it.

Zhong Wangu deliberately provoked himself. If he really started first, he would destroy the election meeting of son-in-law and disrespect the saint daughter of Tianyin. It was a complete blow to marry Lingyin fairy.

Just then.

"Please sit down, Taoist friends!"

There was a silver bell in the sky.

A white haired nun came down from the sky and floated in front of the square.

The white haired woman is dignified and quiet. She holds a green Harp in her right hand. Although her appearance is not beautiful, it gives people a feeling of spring breeze.

"I have seen the virgin!"

Zhong Wangu and Tenglong immediately saluted to the white haired girl with boxing.

In front of her eyes, the white haired woman is the holy daughter of Tianyin mountain. She is followed by five middle-term elders of Tianyin mountain Mahayana.

"I have seen the virgin!"

The monks around the square also got up and saluted to the heavenly voice saint.

In order to pretend, Shen Lang hurried to his feet and saluted to the heavenly voice Saint just like everyone else.

However, the white robed youth of Tianfeng nationality remained quiet. He was still keeping his eyes closed and his brows seemed to be repressing a hatred.

"I know that Linlang city and canglan city have strong hatred that can't be resolved. But today is my son-in-law selection meeting in Tianyin mountain. Please restrain your mood, don't argue, and give my palace a face. Before the election meeting, please take your seats and wait for a moment. "

The voice of heaven said quietly.

"Make the saint laugh."

Zhong Wangu, with his fists, retreated with the Lords and sat in the front seat.

Tenglong and a group of canglan Chengfu leaders also backed down with fists, and sat down in the front row by themselves.

"Listen, everyone." There was no disturbance on the face of the heavenly voice saint. She began to play the harp in her hand.

Euphemism and continuous piano sounds around the square, like silk flowing through the heart, soft and quiet, comfortable and comfortable.

Hearing the sound of the piano, the monks only felt that their hearts were suddenly peaceful and peaceful.

Teng Long's anger and murderous spirit were also slowly disappearing, and he secretly called himself strange.

But Shen Lang's complexion has changed greatly. The music of the heavenly voice saint is just like the seven immortal sounds played by lefey!