In the end, Su Beicheng, who knew how to advance and retreat, gritted his teeth, bowed to the inn, and then left Marucheng with his disciples and disciples, heading towards the direction of Shangshan Gate without looking back.

At this point, Maruchi's little episode came to an end.

After a night's rest, Song Ziyu and his people continued to rush towards Hualong Sect.

Finally, after arriving at Huayanghai, the Hualong Sect was in sight in the distance.

As the ruling sect of the Yue Kingdom, the Hualong Sect’s pomp is completely different!

The Hualong Sect Dojo located on the seaside is magnificent and huge.

A wide bluestone official road extends along the coastline until it reaches the foot of Zongmen Mountain of Hualong Sect.

"This Hualong Sect is surrounded by mountains and rivers, occupying the wonderful peak of the five elements of mountains and rivers. It belongs to the highest existence of the water element and the earth element, cave, heaven and blessed land."

Jun Moxing introduced to Song Ziyu, "The Hualong Sect is located on Hualong Mountain. In fact, Hualong Mountain was also called Hualong Mountain in ancient times. According to legend, a real dragon sat and flew up here, leaving behind great luck, so it became Hualong Mountain."

Song Ziyu looked towards Hualong Mountain.

The official road extends to the foot of the mountain, and is replaced by blue stone steps.

The stone steps wind up to the top of the mountain.

On both sides of the stone steps, there are green pines and cypresses, lush and green.

Along the stone steps, at intervals, there is a beautiful pavilion for monks to rest.

Between the pavilions, the water is gurgling, the springs are tinkling, and the air is filled with the faint fragrance of flowers.

"This is a great place! Let's go!"

Song Ziyu gave an order, and a group of monks from the Qianling Sect walked towards the Hualong Sect.

Arriving at the foot of the mountain, there is a huge golden plaque hanging at the mountain gate of Hualong Sect!

This plaque has three large golden characters written on it: "Hualong Sect".

Under the plaque, there is a huge mural depicting the heroic deeds of Hualong Zhenren, the founder of the Hualong Sect.

In the mural, the real Hualong is holding a sword and stepping on colorful auspicious clouds. He looks heroic and majestic.

"This ostentation alone is much more luxurious than Qianling Sect."

Song Ziyu praised, "Let's make one later. It doesn't have to be exquisite, but it must be big."

After hearing this, Jun Moxing suddenly felt that his head was full of black lines.

It turns out that senior likes big ones.

Jun Moxing touched his chest unnaturally and found that the C-cup cup was still not big enough.

…

After entering the mountain gate of Hualong Sect, there are two rows of tall and mighty stone carvings on the Shinto way up the mountain.

The images of these stone sculptures are all kinds of strange, but their unified feature is that they are lifelike, as if they will come alive at any time.

Among these stone carvings, the two dragons with fangs and claws are the most magical!

These two dragons are circling and flying with majestic momentum.

"It seems like these things are not just for looking at."

Song Ziyu felt the spiritual power faintly emanating from the stone sculptures. It seemed that these stone sculptures were refined by the Hualong Sect using magical magic and should have strong defense and attack power.

While Song Ziyu was studying these stone carvings, several people quickly came down from the Shinto way up the mountain.

These monks wearing Hualong Sect robes came to Song Ziyu and asked directly, "Are you all here to pay homage to the mountain gate? I wonder where the monks are from?"

Song Ziyu casually placed a piece of jade at the elder level of the Qianling Sect and said, "We are from the Qianling Sect. We heard that your sect has some problems. We received the invitation and came here to help."

"Thousand Spirits Sect?"

A middle-aged monk took out the genealogy he carried with him and checked it, and then his face immediately became a little contemptuous.

Because in the genealogy of the cultivators from various places recorded by the monks, the records about the Thousand Spirits Sect are treated very lightly.

This let the monks know that the group of monks in front of them came from a small sect that was "unconventional".

and!

These guys don’t seem to have been invited by their own sect!

"You bastards, you are so presumptuous! Who told you to go to Shinto?"

The Hualong Sect monk in charge of ushering him suddenly changed his expression, a face change only seen in Sichuan Opera.

One second he was respectful, but at this moment he was like the King of Hell with his eyes open.

"What do you mean?"

Before Song Ziyu could say anything, Eitutuo on the side opened his eyes wide and stared back at the monk from the Hualong Sect.

Both sides have green necks and red eyes, just like fighting cocks.

"You, the Hualong Sect, are so unreasonable. We are here to support your sect, and you just open the door to entertain guests like this?"

Taoist Wuxiang asked.

The leading monk sneered.

"This Shinto way up the mountain is for the distinguished guests of my Hualong Sect. Your Qianling Sect is not within the invitation range of our Hualong Sect at all, so you can't take this Shinto way!"

"We can't go here? Then where should we go?"

Taoist Wuxiang asked curiously, "You can't stop us from going up the mountain, right?"

The leading monk sneered, pointed to a rugged path not far away and said, "You can only go another way."

"It's unreasonable to give you face! Believe it or not, I saved you today!"

A grumpy casual cultivator roared loudly.

"Where did the wild ass come from and run wild in my sect?" the leading monk said happily, "Do you think our Hualong Sect is a soft persimmon? If you have the guts, just touch me, and I can guarantee that you will not be able to leave Hualong.

The territory of the sect.”

Seeing that the two sides are at war with each other, they are about to take action. .??.

At this time, another group of monks came up the mountain from behind.

This team of monks wore uniform orange-red short-game robes and carried one or two large swords on their backs. They looked very distinctive.

Seeing the person coming, the leading monk who was confronting Song Ziyu's casual cultivators a second ago immediately seemed to have put on a different face and quickly ran in front of the group of monks, then nodded and bowed and said, "It turns out to be Chi Yan."

My fellow Taoists, you are here!"

The first, a middle-aged man carrying a pair of swords, cursed, "You idiot, who the hell is your Taoist friend? I am a monk in the Nascent Soul stage, you, an idiot in the Foundation Establishment stage, dare to call me a Taoist friend? Your family

Haven't your elders taught you how to speak?"

The leading monk was beaten up by the fiery-tempered Crimson Flame Clan great monk. On the spot, he could only apologize sincerely and said, "This Crimson Flame Clan senior and junior are not very good at talking, so please forgive me."

After saying that, the leading monk was about to kowtow to this old monster in the Nascent Soul stage.

But the old monster didn't seem to appreciate it, and directly waved his hand and said, "You are not from the Red Flame Sect, so I don't need to discipline you. Get out of my way. Now I have to go up the mountain and find a man of weight to receive me personally."

.”

After saying this, the people from the Red Flame Sect directly controlled the magic weapons and headed towards the top of Hualong Mountain.

And these poor leading monks really didn't even dare to fart in front of the great monks of the Scarlet Flame Sect.

Not only that!

The monk who came back to his senses actually took out the anger he had received directly on the monks of Song Ziyu's Qianling Sect.

> "What are you looking at? That's the Scarlet Flame Sect, the largest sect among the thirteen sects of the Right Path second only to the Zhengyi Sect. You Qianling Sect combined are not worthy of carrying someone's shoes!"

The monk Jieying yelled angrily.

These words directly made Song Ziyu laugh.

Song Ziyu sneered and said, "The monk from the Scarlet Flame Sect didn't slap you just now. It's really your luck, but you can't always be lucky... For example, if you mess with me now, your luck will be very bad."

"

After finishing speaking, Song Ziyu turned to look at Jun Moxing, and was about to give an order, but after thinking about it, Song Ziyu felt that Jun Moxing might kill the arrogant guy in front of him, so Song Ziyu looked at Taoist Wuxiang, "You

Go, Palm Zui... don't beat him to death."

After hearing Song Ziyu's words, Taoist Wuxiang took action directly and grabbed the yawning Foundation-building monk in front of him.

Taoist Wuxiang is the character with the lowest cultivation level among the Eight Sans, but his cultivation level is still at the middle stage of Jindan. He is a real combat sect. It is not easy to catch a guy in the foundation building stage.

On the spot, the barking monk was picked up by Taoist Wuxiang and beaten up by several big-eared boys.

The monk who was slapped was stunned on the spot. When he came back to his senses, he continued to shout, "How dare you hit me...I..."

"Keep pumping."

Song Ziyu said.

This time, another big memory recovery spell was used, and the monk's face was swollen like a pig's head.
To be continued...