Chapter 629

"Are you going in?" When deacon Yang opened his mouth, Xiao Yuncai came to his senses.

His eyes twinkled, and he left the plaque with some reluctance.

"Ha ha, there will be more opportunities in the future." With a smile, Deacon Yang said, "Wu clan has a forbidden area for inheritance. That's the foundation of Wu clan. When it comes, it will definitely attract you deeply. It must be of great benefit to you in martial arts."

When he mentioned the inheritance forbidden area, his eyes were slightly narrowed, with a bit of mystery in his eyes.

"Inheritance forbidden area?" Hearing the speech, Xiao Yun's eyes brightened and his mind was completely recovered from the plaque.

"Go in." Deacon Yang said, "the Lord has been waiting for a long time. If you are taken in by him, you will have a bright future."

"Well." Xiao Yun nods, also dare not neglect.

After all, how could it be rude to see the patriarch for the first time?

The hall is deep, and stepping into it gives people a sense of insignificance.

The four directions hall lives in the ancient times, all engraved with complicated lines, sending out an obscure breath fluctuation.

Looking up, I saw a throne above the hall in front of him.

At this time, at the top of the throne sat a middle-aged man in purple thread.

"This is the master of Wu Zong!" Deacon Yang said in a low voice.

The leader of Wuzong, Ren Tianyuan, was a very outstanding existence among the patriarchs of all dynasties.

Beside them, Xiao Yun, Yintai, Yinling, Jiwu, Zhao Zheng, an Qiye and others all took small steps.

In this hall, it seems that there is an invisible power to diffuse, giving people a sense of solemnity.

It felt like meeting the emperor.

"The master of Wu Zong?" Xiao Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the front.

Eyes light reach, fall on that face purple robe man's body, his heart slightly move.

The man sat in front of him, without showing a dignified appearance. However, there was a kind of majesty that could not be looked directly at. The feeling was like a king sitting in front of him. When he looked down at the world, Xiao Yun moved a little and took back his eyes.

Because he found that he couldn't detect the person's breath.

He is like the abyss that cannot be explored.

When the eye light recovered, Xiao Yun found that there were also several elders sitting on both sides of the hall.

There are eight people on the left and right.

"These eight people are xuanhuang of heaven and earth, the master and elder of the four halls!" Deacon Yang whispered.

"Lord, elder?" Xiao Yun Mou light micro motion, just slightly induction, that heart is suddenly a jump.

Because the breath of these Temple owners and elders is the same, deep as water, giving people an unfathomable feeling.

That strength seems to be stronger than Ouyang patriarch of Tianyuan sect.

"It's so powerful." Xiao Yun was surprised.

Such details are worthy of being a great school.

Beside Zhao Zheng and others are also moved, eyes have a fiery light emerged.

The stronger the details in the door, the greater their expectations.

Imperceptibly, a few people in the heart of the strong heart has become more and more strong up.

"Tell the Lord that the genius of Xuanyuan battlefield has been brought." Walking into the hall, Deacon Yang bowed with his feet.

Xiao Yun and others also bow down.

In front of the hall, Wu zongzong's eye light moved slightly, which seemed to have a divine pattern circulation, and the eye light swept toward the bottom.

That eye light moves, the atmosphere of the whole hall changes.

"The breath!" Xiao Yun's heart trembled and felt a cold light passing by. It seemed that his mind would be pierced.

When he looked forward, he was shocked. The Lord's eyes seemed to penetrate everything and see through the vanity. Xiao Yun was frightened. Even he felt that the secret of his sea of knowledge should be seen through.

Frightened, he quickly protects the sea with his mind.

Hum!

Without waiting for Xiao Yun's mind to make a move, Xiao Yun knows that the light in the sea is flashing, with a piece of green light blooming, as if to block everything.

This is the reaction of the soul of life, almost as dangerous as Xiao Yun.

Not only that, but also the Tuntian Pagoda in the Dantian is also a rune wriggling, evolving a light stripe, and then turning into a vortex.

Whirlpool circulation, as if swallowing everything, people can not detect.

It seems that even the tuntian pagoda feels extraordinary and wants to avoid peeping.

Not waiting for Xiao Yun's mind control, that kind of protection has been done.

"What kind of eyes is this?"

Xiao Yun was surprised that even these treasures would have their own protection. It can be seen that the patriarch is so powerful.

"Is this the eye of God?" Inside the tower, the bird shivered and showed surprise.

Even in the tower, it will breath restrained, and even dare not communicate with Xiao Yun.

Yi Yi's eyes narrowed in the tower, but also showed a look of vigilance.

It seems that the little guy also felt the extraordinary light of the eyes outside!Just at a glance, the atmosphere in the hall seemed to solidify.

Ji Wu, Zhao Zheng, Yintai, Yinling and others were silent, even holding their breath.

"Eh..." The former patriarch of the palace, his eyes suddenly coagulate, which seems to have a divine pattern condensation.

He whispered, and his sight fell on Xiao Yun.

He seemed to find something in the young man.

But soon his eyes flashed, and the divine lines in his pupils disappeared, and everything returned to normal.

When the divine lines in the eyes of the Lord Ren dissipated, the oppression that made the human spinal cord cold also dissipated.

"Yes, there are some talented disciples this time." Lord Ren took back his eyes and immediately opened his mouth. His words were very light, but he gave a kind of approachable feeling. When he looked at deacon Yang, there was a little smile. "Deacon Yang, you have made great contributions to our Wu Zong this time."

Obviously, he was quite satisfied with these young people.

"There are indeed a few geniuses." The elders also nodded slightly.

From Yintai and Yinling, they felt extraordinary breath.

It's the same with Jiwu, and Zhao Zheng.

What surprised them most was Xiao Yun.

These old people also want to explore its depth, but can not see through it.

"For Wuzong, for my honor." With a smile, Deacon Yang pointed to the young man beside him and said, "this is Xiao Yun, the crown of all schools..." He began to introduce these young people to Lord Ren.

"Is he Xiao Yun?" Next to several Temple owners and elders all nodded slightly.

Ren Zongzhu's face was indifferent, but there was no expression. He seemed to have known it for a long time.

"How should these people belong?" Finally, Deacon Yang's eyes moved and looked at the Lord Ren and the several hall masters.

These Temple masters came here not only to understand the talent of Xuanyuan battlefield, but also to see if there were suitable seedlings. If so, they would be included in their own palace. However, at this time, people did not speak rashly, but looked at Lord Ren.

As for Xiao Yun and others, their faces were grim, waiting for the arrangement of several elders.

"Xiao Yun's talent is good, so he will be directly brought into the Wu palace and arranged for him to be in charge of tianwu Pavilion." Ren Zongzhu's eyes flashed, and there seemed to be divine lines flashing. When he spoke, he still couldn't help but look at the young man below.

"Directly accept Wu hall?" Hearing the speech, Deacon Yang's eyes were bright.

The disciples of wudian hall are superior to the four halls and have special and vulgar treatment.

"Arrange for him to enter tianwu pavilion?" Just listen to this speech, a elder nearby is Mou Guang a congealing, suddenly raised eyebrow.

Seeing this old appearance, Xiao Yun is slightly stunned. Is it that day that Wu Pavilion is extraordinary?

"Tianwu pavilion has been deserted for many years. It's time to have a master." Ren Zongzhu's face is so plain that people can't see his mood fluctuation. However, people can see from his eyes when he looks down that he attaches great importance to this young man named Xiao Yun.

See the patriarch's mouth, several Temple owners and elders are not good to speak openly.

It's just that they're suspicious.

"Although this young man has extraordinary talent and made outstanding achievements in Xuanyuan battlefield, is it suitable for him to be in charge of tianwu pavilion?"

Several elders thought.

Tianwu Pavilion, however, is of great significance in Wuzong. It is not an ordinary person who can enter the Lord!

In addition to representing a kind of glory, it also has a special significance.

That's the successor of Wuzong!

Once passed the test, this descendant can become the next patriarch!

Of course, Xiao Yun did not know about it.

"How many people are there?" Deacon Yang asked with a slight smile.

At this time, Yintai, Yinling and others are also full of expectations.

"These people are all very talented. How can you cultivate them?" Ren Zongzhu looked at the next several hall Lord said.

That means to let the four halls choose.

"Good." Several hall masters nodded, and then selected a disciple.

Finally, Deacon Yang leaves with Xiao Yun.

But Zhao Zheng and others left with a palace master.

A moment later, there were only four elders and Lord Ren left in the hall.

These elders used to be Temple masters. As they grew older, they became elders with a large number of generations.

"Why does the patriarch value this son so much?" Asked an elder.

The old beard was white, but his face was ruddy, and he had a spirit of immortality between his eyebrows.

This man is an elder of Wu Zong.

"This son should be a great man." Lord Ren said simply.

"Did the Lord see anything?" Said the other elders.

"Then you will know." However, he did not want to say.

"If less wind comes back, I'm afraid it will be difficult to do it!" Said the elder, who has a good moral character."Less wind?"

Smell speech, Ren Zongzhu Mou son in which there is a bit of color emerge, "each has his own ambition, he has been gone for five years, don't mention it."

After that, he exchanged a few words of greeting, and then he waved his hand and left.

"Alas." Seeing this, the elder sighed slightly.

"You don't have to worry about it. Tianwu Pavilion is not open to anyone. If Xiao Yun can't convince people, he will change his master."

Next to an elder is a faint smile.

"So it is." Another one narrowed his eyes with a smile and said meaningfully, "tianwu pavilion has been deserted for many years, but now someone suddenly becomes the owner. It must be that those little guys will not be reconciled?" At the thought of the God's favorite son, these elders all smile with understanding.

"The little ones?" Hearing the speech, the elder's eyes were also bright, and then he gave a slight smile and said, "ha ha, when I saw that it was the patriarch who was dizzy. Haha, those two girls, but I never forget the little wind who ran away!"

Think of that mischievous girl, the elder also showed a helpless smile.

"Ha ha, Xiao Yun is afraid that he will have a headache." Several elders stroked their beards and laughed, then left each other.

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