[Chapter 1546 Wanxing Wuzong]
“This fairy is going back to the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers.”
Ouyang Weiwei raised her head slightly, looked at Song Yandao, her eyes were vaguely mixed with some inexplicable meaning.
The war has ended, and the finale has no need for the warriors who came to help the battle. Therefore, most of the warriors in the Black Mountain City have left, and the remaining half of them will also leave in the near future.
Team Yiqian also left most of the time. Yesterday, Team Xingtian and Team Xianjian both left one after another, and both came to say goodbye to Song Yan.
“when are we leaving?”
Song Yan handed a cup of brewed tea to Ouyang Weiwei.
“An hour later, Uncle Wu asked Fairy Ben to say goodbye to you on behalf of the Valley of Flowers.” Ouyang Weiwei said.
“Well, let’s go.” Song Yan nodded.
“Oh.” Ouyang Weiwei also nodded lightly, a trace of disappointment clearly flashed in her eyes, and then saw her put down the teacup and stood up: “Then I’ll leave.”
“Be careful on the road.” Song Yan added.
An hour later.
The disciples of Wanhuagu left Heishan City under the leadership of Wu Meiyu, but a thin figure on the city wall watched them leave.
In the team, Ouyang Weiwei turned her head back, but saw a white figure on the city wall flashing away.
Suddenly, she was stunned for a moment, and then a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth…
Still in that small courtyard.
Song Yan sat there alone, thinking about his cultivation.
In the end, he planned to be a fellow practitioner of Xiandao Martial Arts.
He has reached the late stage of integration in the Xiandao cultivation base, and the martial cultivation realm is in the late stage of gathering talismans.
Relatively speaking, the martial arts cultivation base is weak.
There is no shortage of exercises and resources to cultivate the immortal way, but to cultivate the martial arts, he still needs four imperial exercises. Yes, the other four Wang exercises that he plans to cultivate are replaced by imperial exercises.
However, what troubled him was that the imperial exercises were too difficult to collect.
In Xuanyang Domain, there are a total of 29 super powers, including the power of immortality and Shinto. There are about eighteen martial arts powers, and these eighteen martial arts powers should all possess imperial cultivation techniques.
But these forces all regard the imperial practice technique as more important than life, and it is almost impossible to get the imperial practice technique from them.
Impossible is impossible, but Song Yan still intends to try.
With a wave of his hand, a map appeared, suspended in front of him.
This is the map of the Xuanyang Region, with the locations of the seven great powers, thirteen super sects, and nine major families marked on it.
The closest to Heishan City is Wei Guo, followed by the super sect – Wanxing Wuzong.
That afternoon.
Zhuge Junjie, Yan Ru and other pest team members who were close to him approached Song Yan and asked him when he would return to Longya City.
“You guys go back first, I still have something to do, so I won’t go back to Longya City for the time being!” Song Yan pondered.
He decided to go directly to Wanxing Wuzong to ask for the imperial practice.
With the great teleportation technique, a powerful tool for traveling, in less than half a quarter of an hour, Song Yan came to the sky near Wanxing Wuzong.
Wanxing Wuzong was built on a large lake island.
Around her, there are thousands of small islands, large and small, guarding her, and there are many sparkling lakes in between, which are very shocking from a distance.
What is even more impressive is that the main island and the tens of thousands of auxiliary islands have formed a super large formation. Even with Song Yan’s formation, he admires the person who formed the formation.
He is here to seek the practice, not to provoke.
Therefore, he did not directly enter the main island, but came to the periphery of Wanxing Wuzong and handed in the invitation.
“You want to see our Sect Master?”
The disciple in charge of the reception was very serious, and there was a hint of disdain in his eyes.
“good.”
“Haha!” The reception disciple smiled disapprovingly: “What’s your name? Why do you ask to see my sect master?”
Compared with the country, the strength of the sects is more concentrated. Take Weiguo as an example, their comprehensive strength is not weaker than that of the Wanxing Wuzong, but the palace is far less than the resident of Wanxing Wuzong.
“My name is Chu Fan, you send the post, your sect master will meet me!” Song Yan said lightly.
The reception disciple sneered and blurted out: “Who do you think you are? Would you like to see our Sect Master or… Wait, what do you say your name is?”
“Chu Fan!”
Song Yan said again.
Hearing this, the face of the receiving disciple became dull, and then, his expression immediately showed respect, as if he couldn’t believe it: “Are you the Chu Fan who fought against the fifty sun gods and defeated Emperor Yuan?”
He didn’t mention the ranking of the Rising Dragon Ranking. After Song Yan defeated Wei Yuan, the ranking on the Rising Dragon Ranking became a joke.
Because even Tianjiao, who ranked No. 1 on the Thanglong Ranking, couldn’t beat Wei Yuan.
“it’s me!”
Song Yan nodded lightly.
“Chu… Young Master Chu!” Seeing Song Yan’s admission, the face of the receptionist turned red, because he had just mocked the peerless man who was qualified to stand by the sect master: “Young Master Chu, I’m sorry, the villain didn’t know that just now. …!”
Song Yan waved his hand: “It’s okay, go and report!”
“Yes, Young Master Chu, please wait a moment!”
The reception disciple sighed in relief, thanked Chao Song Yan for bowing, and then respectfully invited him into the reception area and asked him to bring tea before he hurried to report.
Less than half an hour.
After receiving the disciples, a thin old man in black came in a hurry.
“Little old man Chen Sihai, the deacon of Wanxing Wuzong’s outer sect, has seen Young Master Chu.”
The tone and demeanor of the skinny old man were quite respectful.
“Chen Lao doesn’t need to be too polite, please get up!” Song Yan helped him up.
“Thank you, Young Master Chu.” Chen Sihai stood up, but his expression became more and more respectful, because he knew that the young man in front of him was a peerless figure that he could never match in his life. In the future, it will definitely shine and become a super existence that traverses the ten domains of the human race.
As the reception disciple said, it is not easy to meet the suzerain of Wanxing Wuzong.
It took an hour for Song Yan to land on the main island.
Of course, this hour is not boring. Chen Sihai personally drove him on a boat and introduced him to the beauty of each island while moving forward.
“Young Master Chu, wait a moment, Rong Laoxiu will report!”
After placing Song Yan in a hall dedicated to receiving guests on the main island, Chen Sihai left in a hurry.
Song Yan was not in a hurry, and calmly drank the tea brought by Wanxing Wuzong’s handyman.
at this time.
Another deacon of Wanxing Wuzong led a group of young men and women in.
The Wanxing Wuzong’s residence is too large, so there are more than ten reception areas arranged on the periphery, and this group of men and women should have entered the main island from other reception areas.
The deacon just glanced at Song Yan and ignored him. After all, there were too many people visiting Wanxing Wuzong every day, and Song Yan was so young, so he naturally wouldn’t care too much.
“Everyone, you rest here for a while, and let the old man report to the top!”
“Deacon Zhou, don’t worry, we can wait a little longer.”
“Well, remember not to run around, lest you bump into others!”
Leaving a sentence, Deacon Zhou also left the reception room, and as Deacon Zhou left, the smile on the young man’s face suddenly disappeared, instead, he looked a little more arrogant, and swept over Song Yan lightly, asking : “Are you here too?”
“No.” Song Yan shook his head gently.
“Then what are you here for?”
“I have something to discuss with the suzerain of Wanxing Wuzong!” Song Yan said again.
“Hahaha!”
Hearing Song Yan’s words, the young man in Chinese clothes couldn’t help laughing, and the men and women behind him also laughed, and the eyes that looked at Song Yan were even more playful and playful.
