Huo yanxuan clenched her teeth and quickly disappeared in the streets of Beijing.

It is a steep mountain that rises into the clouds, surrounded by thick clouds.

At the top of the steep mountain, there is a simple palace. The palace is a traditional oriental classical building, revealing the flavor of ancient color and fragrance, full of classical flavor everywhere.

On the wooden plaque at the main entrance of the classical palace, three large characters in cursive script with gilding are vividly displayed.

Magic temple!

In the square outside the Mosha palace, countless disciples dressed in dark black military clothes are practicing the magic art diligently, which makes the wind around them howl.

Several middle-aged people have been walking up and down, with their hands on their shoulders. It seems that these middle-aged people are the supervisors of these training disciples. Their eyes are very severe, with a little bit of evil spirit.

Inside the palace of Mosha palace, there is a magnificent scene, full of golden light. Several pillars carved with golden dragons are scattered in all directions, showing great momentum.

At the head of the main hall, a chair made of tiger skin is placed in the middle. A man in a boa constrictor pattern and a gold silk robe is standing beside the chair, carrying his hands behind him, looking up at a picture in the center of the main hall.

It's a vivid picture of the king of beasts. A white tiger stands on the top of the mountain. Under the white tiger, countless beasts in the forest bow their heads to the tiger. Just looking at the picture makes people feel majestic.

This man's appearance is only 26 or 7 years old. He looks very young. His eyes are red and blue. He looks very strange.

"Master of the palace!"

The door of the main hall was suddenly opened, and an old man dressed in grey quickly walked to the young man, saluting respectfully to the young man in front of him.

"What's the situation now?"

The young man turned around, his face was very cold, and he could see the old man's pupil in gray clothes suddenly open, with a look of fear.

"Back to the palace master, the five elders are still practicing in seclusion. I'm afraid... It will take half a month!"

The old man in grey didn't dare to be slighted, so he hurried back to the young man.

"Half a month?"

Hearing the words, the young man could not help murmuring. The young man's heart was already agitated. Since he took charge of the Mosha palace, he wanted to lead the Mosha palace to make great achievements that shocked the world. Now, the young man is really on the road to success. Not long ago, the three sects against the Mosha palace alliance were taken by surprise by the young man, It killed one.

Young people intend to destroy the other two sects, but the cultivation strength of these two sects is much stronger than that of the one they destroyed before. If the two sects are united against each other, plus the inheritance method of their sects from generation to generation, it is really difficult for young people to accomplish this task alone.

"Master of the palace, with all due respect, do we really need to wait until the five elders' cultivation is completed? With your current cultivation strength, the skill of" Chasha "and the immortal cultivation experts in the palace, it's not difficult to wipe out Lianyi sect and Tianlei sect!"

The old man in grey can't help but propose to the youth.

"It's not as simple as you think it is!" The young man waved his hand, "if we want to deal with Tianlei and Lianyi, we really have enough power to cultivate immortals. However, there are accidents in all things, and the strength of Tianlei and Lianyi can't be underestimated. What I want is to grasp this absolutely right!"

There is a 90% or 80% chance that young people do not like anything. What young people value most is 100% certainty and 100% assurance.

The old man in grey clothes can't help but feel creepy. The person in front of him is the immortal cultivation talent of Tianzong who is not born in the Mosha palace, and he controls the "Chasha" skill that only the founder of the Mosha palace can control. In principle, such an immortal cultivator is in a state of being easily frivolous.

But the calm and sagacity of the young man in front of him made the old man in grey feel inferior.

"The palace master is really wise!"

The old man in grey has reason to believe more and more that under the leadership of this young man, the magic temple is bound to return to its glorious state decades ago.

The young man's voice became low, and he said: "pass on my order, and wait until the day when the five elders go out of the pass, that is the time when our Mosha palace crusades against Tianlei and Lianyi."

"Yes

The old man in grey clothes bowed down and took orders to leave. The surge in his heart was hard to calm.

The magic temple, after all, will rise again among the ten thousand gates of the world's immortal world.

"Come on, open your mouth!"

In the canteen of Beijing University, ye Xuan and Ouyang Peiyun sit together. Ouyang Peiyun is picking up a piece of meat and delivering it to Ye Xuan's mouth.

"Well!"

Ye Xuan is open mouth to swallow, see sit in two people's side of countless boys heart caused a raging jealousy, wish now immediately replace Ye Xuan's position.

But although these boys are very angry, no one dares to be reckless. Since Zhou Aohai's affair, few people dare to provoke Ye Xuan in Jingcheng University.

Ouyang Peiyun looks at Ye Xuan's embarrassed face. He can't help but cover his mouth and smile. What Ouyang Peiyun likes most is Ye Xuan's appearance, which makes Ouyang Peiyun feel that ye Xuan is actually an ordinary person, not ye mietian or the so-called invincible God of war.

"By the way, Ouyang baby!" Ye Xuan gently touched Ouyang Peiyun's face and asked with a smile, "I don't know how my godfather discussed with your parents about our marriage."

Hearing Ye Xuan's extremely shameful address, Ouyang Peiyun can't help blushing, but he still says to Ye Xuan, "last night, my mother made a phone call with me, and she asked me to..."

"Well? What can I do for you? "

Ye Xuan sees the appearance that Ouyang Peiyun wants to talk and stop, can't help but wonder.

Ouyang Peiyun's beautiful eyes are like water, and his face is more shy.

"She said... She said..."

Having said that for a long time, Ouyang Peiyun just didn't have the following, and he was very shy about it.

"Is it so difficult for you to talk about it?"

Ye Xuan laughs, and suddenly reaches out his hand to Ouyang Peiyun's rib and punches it gently.

"Ah, ha ha, don't make trouble with me!" Ouyang Peiyun couldn't help laughing.