Douluo Zhiwo's system is unconvinced again

Lin Dong looked at Wang Yan, Jiutian Taiqing Palace and Daozong.

Wang Yan is now the head of Yuanmen; Ling Qingzhu comes from Jiutian Taiqing Palace and will be the head of Jiutian Taiqing Palace in the future; Ying Huanhuan comes from Daozong, she is the daughter of Daozong, and is very likely to take over in the future

Daozong.

Lin Dong knew that no matter which force he joined, it would be a wrong choice. So he simply didn't choose it.

"I'm just playing for fun. I don't want to join another sect." Lin Langtian agreed wittily. He looked at Lin Dong and smiled, and he had completely taken over Lin Dong's heart.

Next, Wang Yan, Qin Shi, Huang Pujing, Wu Yun and Chi Hao all stated that they did not want to join any sect. Because joining any sect is a wrong choice. They have gained many opportunities through ancient battlefields

.For them, joining the chosen sect is completely unnecessary, unless they want to become the leader of that sect.

"What about you?" The woman from Jiutian Taiqing Palace cast her eyes on Mu Lingsha.

"I have no idea of ​​joining any sect. It's good to stay with the master." Mu Lingsha smiled and looked at Ye Feng.

"Huanhuan."

Ye Feng looked at Ying Huanhuan and said, "Don't you want to go home? Let's go to your sect?"

…

Dongxuan Territory is a region with countless legends.

Above the Dongxuan Territory, dynasties are like stars in the sky. Every day is the birth and decline of dynasties. Endless competition envelopes this land.

Above the Dongxuan Domain, the real rulers are eight super sects: Yuanmen, Jiutian Taiqing Palace, Daozong, Wanpuppet Sect, Fugu, Jianzong, Honghuang Palace, and Shenzong.

The eight super sects are the veritable masters of this land. The power possessed by each of them is enough to overthrow any dynasty in an instant.

Daozong is located in the southwest of Dongxuan Territory, with a vast mountain range of hundreds of thousands of miles. It is shrouded in clouds and mist all year round, which is very suitable for people's cultivation.

There were hundreds of dynasties surrounding Daozong. These dynasties were headed by Daozong and relied on Daozong for survival.

Deep in the mountains, there is a huge light shield of nearly tens of thousands of feet, which is like an inverted bowl. Inside the light shield, you can see a series of grand halls permeated with ancient vicissitudes of life. From the sky

If you look further, you can see countless figures that look like ants moving around.

In the sky outside the mask, the space suddenly became distorted. Hundreds of figures flashed out.

"Welcome to Daozong. Hey, wait a minute, you're back." In front of the twisted space, an old man looked at Ying Huanhuan in surprise.

"Yeah." Ying Huanhuan nodded.

"Let's go, you guys will join Dao Sect with me. You can't be considered true disciples of Dao Sect now." After the old man finished speaking, he made a handprint, and the mask cracked, causing some ripples.

There is a formation hidden in the light shield. The power is extremely terrifying. If it is activated, even people in the Shengxuan realm will be wiped out in an instant.

The place where Dao Zong trains his disciples is divided into four main halls. They are named after the great wilderness of heaven and earth. In the original story line, Lin Dong added the declining desolate hall.

After a while, a huge mountain slowly appeared in people's sight.

On the top of the mountain, there are many great halls standing. At the top of the mountain, clouds and mist shroud, and a vast bluestone platform emerges.

On the platform, huge pillars stand tall. They look majestic. There are dozens of figures standing on them.

In the first place, three middle-aged men stood with their hands behind their hands. Their aura was quite extraordinary, giving people an extremely majestic wave.

"Are these the top ten for this Hundred Dynasties War?" A middle-aged man glanced at Lin Dong, Lin Langtian, Wang Yan and others.

"It's a pity that they are not willing to join any sect. However, they are friends of my Dao sect Ying Huanhuan. Especially that guy Wang Yan, he has become the sect leader of the Yuan sect. It is so refreshing."

A middle-aged man laughed.

"Hey, Huanhuan, how come you can't even see through your cultivation level?" A middle-aged man looked at Ying Huanhuan with startled eyes.

This person was wearing a pair of cloth shoes and a simple and well-fitting white clothes. He looked about thirty or forty years old and had a warm jade face.

"Father."

Ying Huanhuan walked to the middle-aged man and whispered to him.

The middle-aged man, Ying Xuanzi, had his eyes dull for a while.

"You...Ice Lord..."

Ying Xuanzi was stunned.

He never expected that his daughter would be the reincarnation of the Ice Lord among the Eight Ancient Lords.

"Um."

Ying Huanhuan nodded.

"So, you have recovered the strength of your previous life?"

"Yes."

"I heard that your master has also come with you." Ying Xuanzi's eyes fell on Ye Feng and looked him up and down. Among the hundreds of people in front of him, the only outsider who he could not see through was Ye Feng.

Peak alone.

"You must be the Saint of Chaos, right?" Ying Xuanzi asked.

The sect's recruitment of a new disciple is not a big deal. Originally, it could have been handled by the people below. The reason why Ying Xuanzi appeared here was because he also wanted to meet the Chaos Saint who had recently become famous in the Dongxuan Territory.

"Hello, my name is Ye Feng. The leaves of leaves, the peaks of mountains. Today, we are mainly proposing marriage."

"Propose marriage?"

"Yes."

"Who are you proposing to marry?"

"Myself."

"Where's the woman?"

"Your daughter, Ying Huanhuan."

"What? You guys?" Ying Xuanzi was stunned by Ye Feng's words and said dumbly: "But aren't you a master-disciple relationship?"

"Who said master and disciple can't fall in love? This is all secular prejudice. True love has no boundaries." Ying Huanhuan did not wait for Ying Xuanzi to speak, and took the initiative to answer Ying Xuanzi's words, saying: "I want to live my life again, I just want to think about myself.

People who want to be together stay together. Father, do you agree?"

"You kid, the man hasn't spoken yet, why are you interrupting?" Ying Xuanzi scolded Ying Huanhuan, not taking the other party as the Ice Lord at all. He looked at Ye Feng and said, "Ye Feng,

I’m afraid we can’t propose marriage today.”

"You refuse?" Ye Feng stared at Ying Xuanzi calmly.

Rumble

The sky was clear and suddenly there were dark clouds.

High in the sky, there was lightning and thunder.

"What do you mean?" Ying Xuanzi frowned and looked at Ye Feng with a somewhat displeased expression. Is it possible that Ye Feng still wants to take action?

"Father."

Ying Huanhuan explained anxiously: "You can't blame him. If he is not happy, God will not be happy. He is God."

"You kid, how could you talk to him like that?" Ying Xuanzi didn't believe what Ying Huanhuan said. For a man in his early twenties, he felt that even if he had some magical abilities, he couldn't be proud of himself. He said: "

Ye Feng, you must at least have a betrothal gift when proposing a marriage. You came to me empty-handed and just want to marry my daughter. This is not in line with the rules at all."