Fantasy: I Traveled Through Time And Became The Butler Of A Domineering Genius

When Zhang Jingyu arrived, people from Tianmo Temple had just arrived.

The leader was tall, wearing a gray monk's robe, with white hair, a pair of emotionless eyes that seemed to be without any emotion, and his skin was extremely dry and wrinkled. The whole person was like a dead tree, lifeless and unsightly. When I first arrived, I felt very uncomfortable.

The person behind him was the person Zhang Jingyu scolded angrily with a sword.

Su Yun looked at the other party as a receptionist and looked at the group of people with a slight frown.

Because of Ziyun, Luotian Holy Land did not have a very good impression of people from Western Buddhist countries, so they didn't have many interactions with each other. The most important thing was that they did not invite people from Western Buddhist countries to this grand ceremony at all.

"Amitabha! The abbot has an order. Hearing that such a grand event is held in the Holy Land, he specially sent us here to congratulate him. Don't be surprised if you forget it if you didn't explain it in advance!"

“Master Wugen’s words are serious. It’s great to have guests from far away!”

Everyone has already arrived, and it would be rude to turn them away.

Besides, people still come to the door with gifts.

Zhang Jingyu looked at Xuan Ye behind the old man and said lightly.

"We welcome guests. If you want to stir up trouble, let's see if you have a strong head or if I have a sword!"

While talking.

Lu Wusheng also appeared here with several elders.

The higher-ups knew the cause and effect, and this visit to Tianmo Temple must have had bad intentions.

There is almost no doubt about this.

After all, no one is a fool. People who have never interacted with each other suddenly came to the door, and there were some conflicts before.

When Lu Wusheng rushed over, he immediately attracted the attention of everyone in Tianmo Temple.

It's hard not to notice the rising dragon's power.

"Zhang Jingyu, we are guests, don't be so aggressive!" Xuan Ye snorted coldly.

"Did I talk to you?"

Zhang Jingyu suddenly shot out two piercing auras from his eyes, and vented his aura towards him.

"Is this the real person Jingyu? It's really unparalleled!"

Wu Gen's calm voice sounded, and Zhang Jingyu's momentum was suddenly dispersed.

"Be bold!"

Lu Wusheng shouted coldly, and suddenly his whole body was filled with dragon power.

"okay!"

Su Yun looked back at the two of them, and then waved to Wu Gen and the others.

"Someone will take the master of Tianmo Temple to a resting place."

Before leaving.

Wugen's eyes lingered on Zhang Jingyu and Lu Wusheng for a moment.

Xuan Ye looked at Zhang Jingyu with fear in his eyes.

"Hmph! Damn bald donkey!"

Zhang Jingyu made no secret of her disgust.

Sooner or later he would find an opportunity and kill this man.

After they left, Su Yun looked back at Zhang Jingyu and Lu Wusheng.

These two people.

"Can you two calm down your temper?"

"Elder, they must have bad intentions this time!" Lu Wusheng stared at the direction they left and snorted.

"That has nothing to do with you. If they dare to make trouble at this juncture, they are provoking the Holy Land. There are ways to deal with them!"

After saying that, Su Yun waved his hand.

"Everyone, leave!"

These two bad-tempered people are on display in the Holy Land, tsk tsk!

The forces in the Immortal Realm will be in trouble in the future.

After returning to the first peak, Zhang Jingyu always felt that these people came here strangely, but he couldn't think of any problem.

"Don't worry, Jingyu. Just like Elder Suyun said, if they try to cause trouble here, Master will not let them go." Lu Wusheng looked at Zhang Jingyu and said.

It's true to think so, after all, the strength of Luotian Holy Land is much stronger than their Tianmo Temple.

After the people from Tianmo Temple arrived, they stayed there peacefully, as if they were simply participating in the conferment ceremony.

As the sun shines on the earth, the morning light rises.

The entire Luotian Holy Land was wrapped in golden light, which was extremely strange.

Holy Lord Temple.

This place has long been surrounded. Tens of thousands of inner disciples have surrounded the place on three levels and three outside. The robes of the inner disciples are all blue, and the scene is very spectacular.

The level above them is the elder Chuan Gong and the thirty-six direct disciples.

On the top floor are the major forces in the Immortal Realm invited this time.

All forces from the Immortal Realm, large and small, were present. Except for the Holy Lord of the Xuanjian Holy Land and the Heavenly Evil Holy Land, all the other Holy Lords from the Nine Holy Lands also came in person.

Today, Ziyun rarely wore a purple gold robe and stood in front of the hall, with a smile on his face.

What an achievement.

After today, his name will definitely appear among the top three in the ranking of Holy Lords of Luotian Holy Land.

Just thinking about it makes me excited.

The six elders guarded behind him.

Buzz~

Buzz~

.......

Nine bells rang in a row.

The elders in charge of the rituals immediately came out.

"The time has come for the conferment ceremony to begin! Lu Wusheng is invited to come up to the peak!"

As soon as the words fell, the surrounding fairy spirit rose and splendor lingered, and a heavenly road condensed by nine rainbow lights gradually emerged, leading directly to the bottom of the mountain.

Lu Wusheng, dressed in a unicorn robe, strode across the Hongqiao to the Holy Lord Peak.

He had gone through this process once before and was very familiar with it. After receiving the token from the Holy Son, divine light descended from the sky and green lotuses surged from the ground.

Heaven and earth responded, and only in Luotian Holy Land could there be such a vision.

In this way the ritual is completed.

Chu Yue's eyes were slightly red looking at this scene.

Lu Wusheng walked on this Hongqiao again, and the effort it took was unimaginable to others...

The six elders behind Ziyun bowed and saluted.

"Meet the Holy Son!"

Following closely were thirty-six direct disciples.

"Meet the Holy Son!"

Tens of thousands of inner disciples quickly followed.

"Meet the Holy Son!"

Such power made the surrounding celestial power leaders feel jealous.

Comparing people with others will lead to death, and comparing goods with goods will lead to throwing away.

After Lu Wusheng enjoyed everyone's salutes, he came behind Ziyun with the token.

Today Zhang Jingyu is the protagonist.

I am just a runner.

Immediately afterwards, the elder came out again and bowed his head in great respect.

"Respectfully invite Zhang Jingyu to come up the mountain!"

He could not face Zhang Jingyu as a superior person. After the official completion of the conferment, Zhang Jingyu already had a status comparable to that of the Holy Lord.

As the sound fell, the bells of Luotian Holy Land rang continuously.

Under everyone's attention.

Zhang Jingyu appeared on Hongqiao.

In an instant, all eyes were focused on him.

Wearing a white ink jade robe, the two qi of yin and yang are suspended around the body, and the warm breath makes people feel like the spring breeze blowing on their face.

The standard of immortality materialized at this moment.

Zhang Jingyu's face may not be very prominent in the fairyland, but her temperament is unique.

The Holy Master of the Confucian Holy Land stared at Zhang Jingyu with admiration in his eyes.

For some reason, he felt that Zhang Jingyu's temperament was more suitable for a Confucian holy land...

After arriving at Ziyun's side, he and Ziyun bowed side by side to the major stone statues in the Holy Lord's Hall.

His process was much more complicated than Lu Wusheng's.

Burn incense, ask for blessings, and recite an announcement.

An hour later, the ceremony officially came to an end.

Lu Wusheng was smiling throughout the whole process, and his eyes were almost wired when he looked at Zhang Jingyu!

It can be said that no one present was happier than him.

That look made Zhang Jingyu's hair grow cold.

I couldn't help but think to myself.

This bastard won't let himself be led astray, will he?

Bah~

While thinking, a sapphire scroll appeared in Ziyun's hand.

"The 62nd generation Holy Lord of Luotian Holy Land appeals to the Holy Lords of all generations, and the elders and disciples, from now on, confer Zhang Jingyu with the title of Luotian Holy Land Master, respect Master Jingyu!"

boom!

He just finished speaking.

Demonic energy surged all over the sky.

This scene instantly made many people present stand up.

All the major saints and power lords looked at the depths where the demonic energy was rolling.

Ziyun also narrowed his eyes, and murderous intent surged around him. He had not been so angry for tens of thousands of years.

Wouldn't it be a pure slap in the face if he ruined the place at this time?

Under the gaze of everyone, a figure walked out of the demonic aura, with a face as sharp as a knife and a stern expression.

The moment he appeared, an invisible pressure fell, and the faces of most people present suddenly changed.

"Xiao Xi!"

The heads of the major forces looked solemn.

The Grand Priest of the Chaos Demon Palace, the top being in the middle stage of Daluo Golden Immortal, the first person under Yang Zhenxing.

He actually came!

This is for the sake of starting a war.

at the same time.

Wu Dao suddenly appeared above the Holy Lord's Hall, looking at the other party with low eyes.

The breaths of the two began to collide.

"Hahahaha, don't be nervous! I'm not here to cause trouble!" Just when the atmosphere reached its peak, Xiao Xi suddenly laughed loudly.

After saying that, he looked down at Zhang Jingyu beside Ziyun.

"By the order of the Palace Master, I bring with me the Heavenly Demonic Order of Heaven-level Spiritual Treasures and thousands of Earth-level Spiritual Treasures. I am here to congratulate Master Jingyu!"

After saying that, an overwhelming surge of spiritual treasures filled the sky.

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