Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation

"It's just that Dongfang Jie didn't have the strength of Imperial Master Siqing back then!"

Lin Daier frowned slightly and thought:

"The princes all believe that Imperial Master Siqing is a holy Nascent Soul, and his strength can overwhelm the great power of transforming gods, and can even rival the Saint of Returning to the Void!"

"In addition, this is the residence of the national master. He must have arranged many forbidden spells and large formations to occupy the home field advantage. There are also many royal masters to support him. I think that by then, he will be able to defeat any opponents. Kill. He should be able to bring about this big change!"

She was also hesitant. This was all analyzed by Fang Jinlong and Lin Hanqing, and Lin Daier was almost convinced by them.

"Haha. But, did you see it? How many strong men from the sect came this time?"

Prince Yachang picked up a crystal grape with his slender fingers, threw it into his mouth, chewed it slowly, and the old god said in a secret voice: "Do you think these people are really here to congratulate you on your housewarming? Then your thinking is too simple. ! This time, a returning saint came, four quasi-sages!"

"You, you, you mean, these people are actually trying to support those princes in case something unexpected happens!"

Lin Dai'er stood up in shock, her face turned pale, and suddenly she felt that the originally bustling and festive Guanjiang Mansion, and even the entire imperial city, suddenly became overcast with murderous intent, making her feel for a while Heart palpitations!

"Once Jiang Siqing announced her decision to deprive her of her fiefdom and title, they immediately rallied to attack!"

Lin Daier's voice was trembling, her eyes were empty, and she was lost.

"This time, a total of one Void-Returning Saint has arrived. Four quasi-sages, all come from the Unparalleled Divine Sect. Their roots are very deep! How can we resist him!"

Lin Daier has no confidence in Jiang Tian, ​​and even said that she is completely desperate!

Jiang Tian may be very strong, but after all, he is alone. He can do well alone, but he cannot withstand the power of others.

Moreover, he comes from the Unparalleled Divine Sect and has extremely profound knowledge. He can offer supreme holy weapons and suppress people with weapons!

All this is different from what his father and Fang Shibo imagined.

The Imperial Master thought he was a mantis stalking a cicada, but in fact, there was an oriole behind him. He thought he had set up a shocking killing scheme and regarded the princes as prey, but a bigger killing scheme had been formed, and he was the real prey!

"Jiang Siqing doesn't understand current affairs. If he wants to die, then go ahead and die. However, no matter what, I cannot allow Jiang Siqing to drag the Lin family into the abyss!"

Lin Daier's face showed an extremely determined look.

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On the afternoon of the next day, I, Jiang Tian, ​​arrived at Piaomiao Peak and discovered that in the desolate land of the far north, humanity is not flourishing and cultivation is not flourishing. Even a second- or third-rate sect competition like the Snow Dance Sect is very attractive. eyeball.

In fact, only two to three hundred people were allowed to watch. More than a hundred of them have been decided by the northern and southern factions of the sect and have sent invitations. Anonymous invitations are reserved for the outside world, but there are only a hundred or so.

But these days, there are already tens of thousands of wealthy people and martial arts practitioners gathered in Piaomiao Peak.

At the foot of the mountain and on the mountainside, there are huge crowds of people everywhere.

Tens of thousands of people are vying for more than a hundred anonymous invitations. It can be said that it is only one in a hundred, and it is even more stringent. It is not easy.

"I'm offering millions of spar, who will give me a spot?"

Someone calls for a price.

"Forget it, brother, stop shouting. Someone just called for 1.5 million low-grade crystals, but he didn't even buy one!"

Someone poured cold water on it

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"After all, I am also a Jindan cultivator, so am I not qualified to watch the battle?"

"Sorry, you must be Nascent Soul or above to enter!"

In front of the mountain gate, there were disciples from the Xuewu Sect who maintained order and stopped everyone.

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"Brother, I am from Fu Merchants Bank and I have a good relationship with Zeng Biao from your Nanzong. Can you be accommodating and let me in?"

"Who is Zeng Biao? I don't know him. We only recognize the relationship between the elder and the Supreme Elder!"

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Hearing these conversations, Kang Cheng kept sighing in his heart that Bai Yulong had sold the invitations cheaply before. The officialdom in front of the mountain gate was very lively. Everyone said that they had smashed their heads to get a place to watch the game, and it was hard to find a place.

Of course, this is not difficult for me, Jiang Tian.

After all, he has now transformed into the appearance of Bai Yulong, the son of the Lord of Boulder City, taking over his identity, and even said that he even got his equipment.

To ordinary people, and even to low-level monks, the Snow Dance Sect was of course unattainable.

But in fact, it is only a second- or third-rate sect.

It is equivalent to the strength of Boulder City, even slightly weaker. For example, if there is an intrusion by monsters, they will often ask for help from Boulder City!

What's more, the lord of Boulder City is still a member of Gongbai Xianlin's tribe in Northern Xinjiang?

They can't afford to be offended.

Therefore, when a flying boat embroidered with a big "white" character fluttering in the wind landed on Shanmen Square.

"It's Bai Yulong, the son of the Lord of Boulder City!"

"Get out of the way!"

"This is a bully!"

Immediately, there was an uproar, and everyone retreated like a frightened bird.

"Mr. Bai, you are here!"

"Mrs. Hu Zhu has been talking about you these days!"

The several welcoming female disciples of the Snow Dance Sect also hurriedly welcomed her, with humble words and warm smiles, treating her as a guest.

Someone specially introduced him to the sect's headquarters and equipped him with a good guest room.

From beginning to end, "Bai Yulong" remained silent and looked indifferent.

This also made several female disciples suspicious. In the past, he would always be frivolous and teasing to take advantage of his words. Why did you change your temper today?

In fact.

Jiang Tian's mood is detached from the world, like an immortal Buddha, unsmiling, and as cold and ruthless as the eternal road. It is really difficult for him to play Bai Yulong.

Fortunately, these female disciples were all afraid that Bai Yulong would take advantage of them, so they naturally didn't think about it carefully before they were happy. After letting him into the room, they just ran away.

This is a suite, where the owner lives and lives, and the servants live outside for easy care.

The area is vast and the furnishings are elegant. There is a winter plum in a large floor-to-ceiling vase, with dead branches leaning out like a horned dragon. The pink and white plum blossoms are shining with crystal light and full of fragrance.

"Haha, it seems that sometimes, it's good to be a villain, so as not to make others hate getting close to you. Could this be the reason why I exist?"

He strolled into the elegant room inside, sat cross-legged on the bed, and said, "I, Jiang Tian, ​​have already started to use the mysterious power of deceiving the world, and firmly suppressed my cultivation and aura to the golden elixir."

However, there is still an aura of sublime transcendence, which makes people feel invisible.

"Is he a cat demon?"

"But it's not like that! According to rumors, even if a monster takes a human form, it still retains its true nature, which is cruel and cunning..."

"A cat's personality is to be aloof, proud and indifferent. He also gives me this feeling!"

"No, no, no, his arrogance is not just a pretense, but his own strength, which brings us the psychological pressure of looking up to him!"

Next to them, Kang Cheng and Lu Manhan were full of suspicion, confused about the situation, and whispering.

But they didn't dare ask.

He carefully poured a cup of tea and placed it on the tea table next to me, Jiang Tian, ​​and then left silently.