v3 Chapter 508： Kowloon School

Chapter 508, Kowloon School

Jiulong Mountain is located in the west of Youzhou, stretching nearly 10,000 miles. The mountain is steep and majestic, and there are several quite good spiritual veins scattered there.

So Dashan Daze, often a cowardly hunter, rumors that they have seen the traces of the gods.

The real immortal, there is no such thing in this world. In fact, most of the anecdotes in the mouths of ordinary people come from the immortals.

After all, the Jiulong Mountain has a good spirit, and naturally there will be a large and small ancestral gate to cultivate the fairyland.

In the early morning of this day, the genius was bright, and the four dawns of different colors appeared in the distant sky.

After a while, Twilight came to a close, Guanghua converge, and there were three men and one woman.

Headed by, is a Taoist old man, Tong Yanhe hair, as if the gods are down.

On the left hand side of the old man, an ordinary teenager is wearing a green shirt, but there is also a bit of a dusty appearance.

The man on the right hand, about forty years old, three long-haired, and extraordinary, between the hopes, is like a sword.

The only woman, a beautiful woman in red, is not very young, but she is full of charm and enthusiasm.

These four people are the people who are now playing in the celestial world.

Ling Yao Shanzhangmen Tong Yu real people and his Gaotu Lin Xuan.

As for the other middle-aged men and women, Shen Aotian and Fu Qingquan among the six law enforcement elders.

Half a month ago, Tong Yu was successful in killing the baby. Then he received an invitation from Biyun Mountain. He will go to Jiulongchi on the first day of next month to discuss the plan to deal with the ghost.

Nowadays, the devil has ceased fighting, but with the newly rising Lingyao Mountain, the power of the Xiuzhou Xiuxian world is intricate, facing the invasion of the ghosts, fighting each other, losing a lot of money, so it is obviously not good for anyone. A few bites of the old age, not ignorant of the general, after repeated consideration, finally reached a consensus, decided to ally, integrate the forces of all parties, and jointly deal with the immediate enemy.

In the matter of reason, such an important thing can not be absent from Lingyao Mountain, so Tong Yu lived to let Lin Xuan and two of the six law enforcement elders accompany him, and the rest assisted Xu Jinqing and guarded Shanmen.

This Kowloon Pond is located at the top of the main peak of Jiulong Mountain. As for why it is chosen as a venue for the League, there is something to be done.

Today's Xiu Xianjie, the war is raging, and the souls are smeared. However, the miles of the Jiulong Mountain belong to the square, but there is no crime in the autumn, and there is a paradise in the world.

At this time, the four people took a rest here, Lin Xuan released the knowledge, slightly swept away, and the winds of the dozens of miles were all in his mind.

The monks did not see much, but the mortal world was a scene of prosperity, and was not invaded by the previous battle.

"The cultivation of the immortal world is full of wind and rain, only the Jiulong Mountain is the holy land of Taoyuan. It seems that this is true!" Lin Xuan muttered to himself, quite a bit of emotion.

"This is nature. The lesser ones hear more than just rumors. According to Shen, don't say that now, for nearly a million years, the sacred world has experienced numerous catastrophe, but this Kowloon Mountain has never been affected. " Shen Aotian touched the beard and smiled and explained.

"Oh, this younger brother really doesn't know the original. I don't know what is hidden. Brothers don't sell off, just say it and I get it." Lin Xuan turned his head and his face showed an interesting look.

"This matter must also be said from the founding fathers of the Kowloon School."

"The founder of the Jiulong School?" Lin Xuan brows slightly wrinkled. Near the Jiulong Mountain, there are not many large and small Zongmen families. Together, there are seven or eight. The most famous ones are also sent to the Kowloon. The best and greatest one in this place, however, their strength is only moderate in the Xiuxian world in Youzhou.

Thousands of disciples, including two or three monks in the condensate period.

Although it is not being bullied, it is by no means a big name.

This kind of sect, there are at least a hundred in Youzhou. Can their founding fathers be a great figure?

"Oh, the Lord, you don't know, my Tianzhu ancestor of Lingyaoshan is already a stunning figure, but compared with the real people of the Kowloon School, it is really nothing." Shen Aotian said seriously.

Lin Xuan was shocked. Shen Aotian had no ambitions for the time being, but he was a disciple. How dare he "squat" in front of the people, and he was still in front of the head. Isn't that looking for death?

Lin Xuan could not help but subconsciously turned to look at the Master, but found that Tong Yu real people caressed and laughed, did not show an angry expression, just like the other party's words did not disrespect the Tianchen master.

Is it...

Is the founding father of the Kowloon School really unsuccessful?

However, it is impossible. The celestial ancestor is already a big monk in the late Yuan Ying, and the alchemy is the ultimate in the alchemy. With the deep heart, Lin Xuan has always admired it. Is such a little-known little faction, there will be more The ancestor of the cow.

"It's no wonder that the Lord does not believe that Shenmou first heard people talking about it, and it is also this expression." Shen Aotian's face is calm: "Less Master, how many years have you passed through the Kowloon School?"

"I don't know, but since the brother asked this question, it must be a long time, almost the same as the three giants of the right way, two or three thousand years."

"No, how can Biyun Mountain compare with it, the Kowloon faction has been passed down to one million years."

"What?" Even with Lin Xuan's city government, I couldn't help but be shocked: "A million years, isn't it a time of hunger, can the ancient monk not be extinct?"

The most famed sect of Youzhou is only 50,000 years old. How can this inconspicuous small sect, from the time of the flood, be passed down...

However, the expression of Shen Aotian is not like a joke at all, and the Master does not refute it. Is it true that what he said is true?

"How can Shenmou dare to deceive the Lord? This Kowloon School is inconspicuous, but it is indeed a sect that has been passed down from the flood season. In this case, in the Xiu Xianjie of Youzhou, it is only this one, their founding fathers. It is also an amazing figure, known as the Kowloon Tianzun."

"Tianzun?" Lin Xuan snorted, arrogant, usually the old monsters in the Yuan Ying period, or some particularly powerful masters, will have a nickname.

For example, too white sword fairy, too virtual real person, extremely demon respect...

However, Lin Xuan, known as Tianzun, was the first to hear it. Even the big monks in the late Yuan Ying period should not be so arrogant.

Unless... unless he is a predecessor of the clutch period.

Thinking of this, Lin Xuan was taken aback, but then he shook his head again. This guess is too ridiculous. It is so easy to reach during the clutch period. Even if the cultivation of the fairyland is far more prosperous than the present, it can become a clutching monk. There are very few geniuses, but he is only a small school ancestor.

"Looking at the expression of the young master, it seems to have been guessed. Yes, this Kowloon Tianzun is just a clutching period."