Master: This traitorous disciple is not a Holy Son

Tai Su Peak.

Meeting Hall.

It was solemn and majestic, with fairy light and mist, just like a fairy court.

Today, the seventeen peak masters gathered and sat on the throne suspended in the air.

Important elders from each peak stood in various places in the hall.

In the center of the highest point of the hall, on the huge bronze throne.

Tai Suzi sat upright, with a majestic demeanor, wearing a gorgeous white and gold dress, with fairy light shining, her skin was as white as jade, her figure was graceful and slender, her long blue wavy hair naturally fell on her chest and back, and her face was exquisite and beautiful.

Slightly lower than the throne of the Holy Lord, there were two slightly smaller bronze thrones floating, the left one was empty, and on the right sat a woman in a plain white long dress and a white veil covering her face. She closed her eyes and leaned on the throne as if she had fallen asleep. She was the contemporary saint of Tai Su Holy Land, Bai Su Su, who had practiced for more than a hundred years and had reached the middle stage of the Little Saint.

The Bai family of the Holy Land is the direct descendant of the Holy Land, and their status is extraordinary.

In tens of thousands of years, there have been three Holy Lords, one of whom even achieved the status of Quasi-Emperor. When Chu Xiu broke into the Wheel Sea Tower, the quasi-emperor phantom that appeared was the Bai family, Bai Su Quasi-Emperor.

And Bai Su Su and Bai Su are only one character different, which shows their status and talent.

The empty seat on the left naturally belongs to the Holy Son.

Below.

It is the throne of the three peak masters, Tian Xing, Yun Xia, and Tian Jian.

Dao Yun Peak, Ju Bao Peak, Lian Qi Peak, Dan Ding Peak... and other seventeen peaks.

The peak masters of each peak have thousands of strange visions and shocking pressure, and they are all the strongest among the strong.

Below, the elders of each peak who can enter the meeting hall, the lowest cultivation is also the early stage of the Little Saint, and they are all high-end combat forces of the Holy Land.

The number exceeds a hundred, which is astonishing.

This is the powerful foundation of the Holy Land.

The elders below didn't even dare to speak, they lowered their heads, not daring to look at the giants of each peak floating in the air.

Tai Suzi looked around, the stars in his eyes were born and died, practicing the Tai Su Emperor Sutra, the aura of the Saint King was permeated all over his body, and he had a kind of primitive life force, majestic and full of vitality.

Her red lips opened slightly: "The first topic, the matter of the secret realm of the wild monsters, you can see the problem."

The master of Tianxing Peak opened his mouth, the sword energy around him was crisscrossed, the void was born and died, the silver long hair moved without wind, the pressure of the Great Sage filled the whole place, and a group of people dared not breathe.

"They have lived too leisurely and stable, lacking tempering, so they are so timid when facing the monsters."

"They should be allowed to go down the mountain to experience~."

The masters of each peak nodded in agreement.

Daoyun Peak Master said: "It just so happens that in recent years, the dynasties under the Holy Land have been frequently invaded by demons and barbarians. We can send them to exterminate the demons and experience the baptism of blood. I believe the disciples will grow faster."

She is a beautiful woman who looks to be in her thirties. She is wearing a Qingyun Taoist robe. She has an ethereal aura. She has reached the peak of the Lesser Saint level and is half a step away from the Great Saint level.

Qi Mengdie nodded: "Except for Dan Ding, Lianqi, and Jubao Peaks, other peaks have a mandatory rule that they must go down the mountain to exorcise monsters once a year, and they can only return after killing a certain number of monsters of the same realm."

Liu Xue, the master of Tianjian Peak, glanced at Qi Mengdie and sneered: "It's easy for you to say that. The number of disciples in the holy land is huge. If everyone goes down the mountain, will there really be so many monsters to kill in the subordinate dynasties?"

Qi Mengdie frowned, "You can hunt wild beasts, or go to Tianyuan Great Wall."

"Wild beasts? Aren't you always hunting them?" Liu Xue continued to sabotage: "Tianyuan Great Wall, those with low cultivation level go there, aren't they going to die?"

A group of peak masters and elders looked at each other and said nothing. Over the years, they have become accustomed to the two sabotaging each other.

"Okay~"

Tai Suzi interrupted.

"Just do as the masters of Daoyun Peak and Yunxia Peak said. There is no end to killing monsters. If it doesn't work, go to Tianyuan Great Wall."

Seeing that the Holy Lord had made a decision, Liu Xue kept silent.

"Then the details of this matter will be arranged by Master Daoyun."

"Yes~"

Master Daoyun stood up and accepted the order.

Tai Suzi nodded and continued: "For nearly a hundred years, the Holy Land has not elected a Holy Son, and has often been criticized by other major sects, holy lands, and aristocratic families."

"I think it's time to elect a Holy Son. What do you think?"

Hearing this, the masters and elders of the peaks immediately sat up straight and exchanged glances with each other.

The main course is here.

Electing the Holy Son is the main topic of today.

Tai Suzi looked around and asked:

"Does anyone have a candidate?"

Bai Su Su, who was sleeping, yawned, opened her eyes, and a blue light flashed in her eyes.

The relationship between the Holy Son and the Holy Daughter can be said to be very close, but they are also competitors.

In the history of Tai Su Holy Land, there are examples of Holy Sons and Holy Daughters becoming Taoist companions, and there are also examples of competing for the position of Holy Lord, even fighting each other, and fighting on the life and death stage.

Even though she was indifferent and aloof, she was curious about who would be the next Saint Son.

"I recommend Feng Bailin, the chief disciple of Tianjian Peak." The master of Xueling Peak spoke first: "This boy has practiced for less than two hundred years, and his cultivation has reached the level of a minor saint. He is extremely talented."

He was an old man with white hair and beard, with wrinkles all over his face, a blood-red robe, and a sinister aura. He was from the Tianjian Peak faction.

"I recommend Meng Tao, the second disciple of Tianxing Peak. He has the body of a sword king. He has practiced for a hundred years and reached the level of a minor saint. He is qualified to be the Saint Son." The master of Danding Peak spoke.

He smiled kindly, wearing a Qiankun Bagua robe, with white hair and a childlike face, and a fairy-like appearance.

It was obvious that he was from the Tianxing Peak faction and had a very good relationship with Tianxing.

"I also recommend Meng Tao." The female master of Caixia Peak spoke very simply, just like her, plain and unpretentious.

Except for the masters of Tianxing, Tianjian, Yunxia, ​​and Sanfeng, most of the other masters present began to recommend candidates.

Tianxing Meng Tao five votes, Tianjian · Feng Bailin four votes.

Jubao, Refiner ... and other eight peaks chose to be silent, not recommending recommendations to maintain neutrality.

Yunxia Peak has no faction at all, so no one helps to recommend it.

Qi Mengdie watched coldly, without fluctuations in her heart. She was indifferent and disdain.

I thought in my heart, it was better to not be a saint.

Tian Xing's pair of gods, white pupils slightly moved, very oppressive, the corners of his mouth were slightly tilted, and his disciples had won.

Liu Xue's eyes were slightly cold and sighed in her heart.

The team was still weaker.

Tai Suzi's head, laughing: "Yes, it's a good candidate, in the future, it will be the Holy Land Tianzhu."

A group of peaks, elders, heard the words looking at her one after another.

The Holy Lord said this is to pass a signal.

She also has a candidate.

For a while, the main hall was silent, and the needle was heard.

Everyone is curious, who is preparing to recommend, as a pinnacle of the Holy King, the best of the sky continent, as long as she speaks, most of the matter will be stable.

The virgin Bai Susu asked the question that everyone wanted to ask: "Under the Crown of the Holy Lord, have anyone chosen?"

Tai Suzi's head, Zhu Lip opened slightly, spit out two words: "Chu Xiu ~"

Wow ~

The lobby hall was suddenly noisy.

: "Yun Xiafeng?"

: "Well, breaking the limits of the ancient and sea of ​​the sea, the ancient king of the ancient king sang, the quasi -emperor's shadow came from the river for a long time, writing inscriptions, shocking ancient times."

: "This time in the secret situation of the deserted demon, it also performed against the sky.

: "The disciples who came out of secretly said, he is close and generous."

: "However, his cultivation seems to be a god of beauty."

: "It is too low to repair it, isn't it appropriate?"

Liu Xue's eyes were slightly condensed, glanced at Dream Die, and said to Taosezi: "Under the Crown of the Holy Lord, I think Chu Xiu is not suitable, and he is too low."

The owners of the Tianjianfeng faction nodded in peace.

Even Tian Xingfeng faction also euphemistically opposed it, Chu Xiuxiu was too low.

Everyone's opposition, Tai Suzi didn't feel surprised, and said slowly:

"He played against the emperor when he was young, and successfully reached the top to break the Taikoo limit."

"He can kill the enemy across a big realm, and it is likely to reach the seven -ban field, and even touch the eight ban."

"He has attracted thunderbolt in his round, and it can be said that it is quite against the sky."

"The most important thing is that he is the ancient sacred body of the human race. After Dacheng, he can call the emperor. You should know what it means."

As soon as this statement came out, the hall of discussions was uproar.

: "What, he turned out to be an ancient sacred body?" Some elders exclaimed.

: "He broke the curse of the Eucharist? It is impossible!"

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