chapter 88

The grey-clothed, white-haired old man, Zhuang Zhu Ji Yuan of the Wujian Villa, was welcomed by the smiling face of the City Lord Jin Mofu.

The two of them chatted happily and were warmly welcomed into the City Lord's Mansion.

They received the grandest reception in the City Lord's Mansion.

The crowd of onlookers, upon seeing the arrival of the Wujian Villa, became completely restless.

"Heavens, that's Lao Zhuangzhu Ji Yuan of the Wujian Villa, right?"

"I heard that Lao Zhuangzhu has already reached the Foundation Establishment stage."

"Yes, Lao Zhuangzhu Ji Yuan, Heng Dao Sect's Sect Leader An, and Wenshu Yuan's Abbot Guang Liang are the only three Foundation Establishment stage experts in our Tianbei City."

"It is said that Lao Zhuangzhu Ji Yuan's Sword Dao realm has already reached the realm of not being restricted to objects."

"Could that man with a huge sword on his back be the rarely seen Zhuang Zhu Ji Yuan?"

"I heard that Zhuang Zhu Ji Yuan was born with a sword bone and was only at the Houtian ninth stage consummation, but he was already recognized by the Juque Sword."

"No wonder, looking at his sharp edge, there is a faint surge of sword intent."

"Wujian Villa, why is it called Swordless? It obviously has a sword … "

"Hmph, ignorant and inexperienced, the highest realm of Sword Dao is Swordless …"

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In front of the City Lord's Mansion, the crowd of onlookers was sharing all kinds of gossip.

One by one, they exclaimed again and again.

The Wujian Villa became more and more amazing in the crowd's mouth.

Just as City Lord Jin Mofu finished welcoming and sending off Lao Zhuangzhu Ji Yuan of the Wujian Villa, two carriages came from the East and West Roads.

The noisy scene suddenly quieted down, and all the onlookers held their breaths.

Curious gazes gathered on the two carriages.

An Ruyun, the Sect Leader of Heng Dao Sect, was the first to get off the carriage.

Her face was as cold as ice, and her eyes were as bright as the milky way. She was dressed in a plain white gown that was gorgeous and pure, just like the bright moon in the night sky.

Behind her was her direct disciple, Nalan Yan. Her temperament was even more outstanding. Her sleeves fluttered in the wind, and her silky hair fluttered in the wind. Her entire body was cold, and her deep eyes were suffused with a faint brilliance.

Cold and beautiful, her beauty was indescribable.

Another carriage that arrived at the same time had a large banner waving in the wind.

The words "Nangong" were written on the flag.

An elegant middle-aged man dressed in purple stepped down from the carriage, holding a folding fan in his hand.

It could be said that he was full of literary talent.

Following behind him was an elegant young master who was as beautiful as jade.

City Lord Jin Mofu's face was all smiles, as he warmly welcomed the four of them into the City Lord Manor.

The crowd of onlookers couldn't help but get excited again.

"Heavens, the Nangong family and the Heng Dao Sect came together."

"The Heng Dao Sect's Sect Leader, An Ruyun, is simply a celestial beauty. Seeing her today, she really lives up to her reputation."

"Are you looking for death? Sect Leader An is such an expert, how can you talk about her? "

"The Heng Dao Sect's direct disciple, Nalan Yan, is the perfect goddess. I heard that she has already reached the Xiantian stage and has already been confirmed as the successor of the Heng Dao Sect."

"Nalan Yan's talent in martial arts is exceptional. I heard that she is perfectly compatible with the Heng Dao Sect's Earth grade technique, the 'Water Cloud Technique'."

"The Nangong family has been outstanding for generations."

"That's right, the Nangong family has been passed down for generations, and has always retained the literary talent of the Southern Dynasty. The young master, Nangong Rian, is even more unparalleled in the world."

"Nangong Rian and Nalan Yan look so perfect …"

"It would be great if I could join the Heng Dao Sect."

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The Wujian Villa, the Nangong family, and the Heng Dao Sect made their appearances one after another, causing waves of exclamations and heated discussions.

At this moment, another carriage came from the South Avenue.

In front of the City Lord's Mansion, everyone was focused again.

They looked at the carriage in high spirits.

"The Wujian Villa, the Nangong family, and the Heng Dao Sect are all here. Only the first sect of the TianBei City Martial Alliance, Wenshu Yuan, and that …"

"The Shaolin Temple, the Shaolin Temple that suddenly appeared and replaced the Baoguang Temple as one of the five Sects in TianBei City."

"The carriage that came from the South Avenue should be the Shaolin Temple."

"Although the Baoguang Temple is the weakest of the five Sects in TianBei City's Martial Arts Federation, the Shaolin Temple must be extraordinary to be able to suddenly become a dark horse and replace the Baoguang Temple."

"Yes, this Shaolin Temple is really curious."

"It's coming, it's coming. We'll be able to see Abbot Shaolin soon …"

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When the carriage stopped in front of the City Lord's Mansion, the crowd of onlookers craned their necks.

Their eyes were full of curiosity as they stared at the carriage attentively.

They wanted to see Abbot Shaolin's elegance.

In the carriage, Shaolin was wearing a brocade cassock and holding a noble nine-ringed monk's staff. His beautiful facial features were extraordinary and divine.

A strong Buddhist aura made Xuanxin look very solemn.

His temperament was otherworldly and his aura was extraordinary. As soon as Xuanxin appeared, the crowd of onlookers was shocked.

"My God, I've never seen such a perfect Buddhist monk."

"Yes, his temperament is peerless. At first glance, you can tell he's a divine Buddhist monk."

"This is Abbot Shaolin? But isn't he too young? "

"That old monk behind him, what's the matter with him?"

"I got the news that Abbot Shaolin's Buddhist name is Xuanxin. The old monk behind him is Shaolin's eldest direct disciple, Wuzhen."

"Is it true? Your news isn't false, is it? "

"Yes, if I'm not wrong, this Shaolin's Abbot Xuanxin's martial arts cultivation should not have reached the Xiantian realm, right?"

"Pfff … I'm shocked. That old monk is the Abbot's eldest direct disciple? Isn't that an old man at the second stage of the Houtian realm? "

"I'm dying of laughter. Shaolin's strength is just this?"

"Haha, the Abbot has not even reached the Xiantian realm. Isn't his eldest direct disciple too old and too weak?"

"My God, what kind of strange method does this Shaolin have? With such a weak martial arts strength, how can he replace Baoguang Temple? "

"Yes, ah, how can Shaolin be ranked among the Five Sect of the TianBei City Martial Alliance?"

"Damn, this Shaolin is too disgraceful, isn't he?"

"What kind of broken Shaolin Temple is this? I've never heard of it before. Such a nameless and weak martial arts strength, how can he be qualified to participate in the TianBei City Martial Alliance's Sect's Rookie Competition?"

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At first, the onlookers were shocked by Xuanxin's extraordinary temperament and aura.

But soon, they were shocked to find out.

Xuanxin had not even reached the Xiantian realm, and his eldest direct disciple, Wuzhen, was an Old Man at the second stage of the Houtian realm.

They were so shocked that their eyeballs fell to the ground.

From puzzlement to questioning and guessing, it evolved into all kinds of ridicule.

The sounds of disdain were endless.

Facing the endless discussions, Xuanxin's face was calm, as if he did not hear them.

There was no change in his expression.

"Amitabha."

Chanting the name of Buddha, Xuanxin walked towards Jin Mofu in front of the City Lord's Mansion.

The smile on City Lord Jin Mofu's face disappeared after seeing Xuanxin.

Facing Xuanxin's greeting, Jin Mofu's face was cold.

The previous enthusiasm, the previous joy, the previous attentiveness towards the Heng Dao Sect, the Nangong family, and the Wujian Villa disappeared without a trace.

"Go in."

Not to mention returning the greeting, facing Xuanxin who came forward to greet him, City Lord Jin Mofu did not even raise his hand.

He just pointed at the City Lord's Mansion's entrance, with a completely indifferent attitude.

Saying that this was a cold reception was already very polite.

It was purely not putting Shaolin and Xuanxin in his eyes. If not for the fact that there were so many onlookers present, Jin Mofu would have already been impatient.

Most likely, Jin Mofu had long lost his patience, and the disdain and contempt in his heart was clearly displayed on his face.