Chapter 47 The Arrival of the Son of God, Nantian City is a Shock, Jun Wanjie's Disapproval (3
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J Shen
Chapter 47 The Son of God is here, Nantian City is sensational, and Jun Wanjie is dissatisfied (three shifts)
Jun Xiaoyao, although this is the first time to walk outside.
But the name has already spread throughout the entire wasteland.
Almost no one knows, no one knows.
However, there are many people who know the name of Jun Xiaoyao, but very few people who have actually seen Jun Xiaoyao.
Under such curiosity, Jun Xiaoyao became more mysterious and made everyone look forward to it.
"I didn't expect that this time it was the elder of the royal family who came in person, but it made my Daoji Tianzong flourish." The old Taoist of Daoji Tianzong said with a smile.
"Haha, the old Taoist is polite." Jun Zhantian walked out, stepped into the void, and laughed.
"By the way, that god child..." The old Taoist glanced at him.
To be honest, there are very few young generation who can impress him deeply.
Jun Xiaoyao was definitely the one that impressed him the most.
"Hehe, I didn't expect to be able to remember the seniors, but Jun was flattered."
On the chariot drawn by the nine-headed white jade dragon, Jun Linglong opened the bead curtain with his hands, and Jun Xiaoyao walked out indifferently.
He is dressed in white clothes like snow, with a slender figure, like a breeze cultivating bamboo, and his temperament is excellent.
His skin was as crystal clear as jade, the roots of his hair were shining, and a hazy fairy light mist shrouded his body.
The handsome face of a peerless beauty is also shrouded in a haze of immortal light.
It wasn't that Jun Xiaoyao deliberately concealed it, but his own constitution, coupled with the Supreme Bones, made him shrouded in Dao rhythm and accompanied by a natural fairy light.
"My God, is that the god son of the Jun family?"
"What kind of immortal appearance is this, I love it!"
"Ah I'm dead!"
When Jun Xiaoyao appeared, the entire Nantian City was a sensation!
All the female monks, their eyes are like magnets meeting iron, and they are tightly attached to Jun Xiaoyao.
Even some male cultivators were slightly dumbfounded.
"God, why do you want me to see the face of the god son of the Jun family, so that for the rest of my life, which other man can catch my eyes?"
A first-class Taoist arrogant girl, looking up, her eyes are lost, and she is very distressed.
The other saintess of the Holy Land curled up her long hair and muttered to herself.
"This long hair is reserved for you, if you don't marry you, don't cut your long hair, the ancient Buddha with green lamp, comb it in your boudoir..."
Such scenes were staged in every corner of Nantian City.
Rao is those men who can't afford the slightest bit of jealousy, because the gap is too big.
Jun Xiaoyao talks about identity, status, appearance, and strength.
Each one leaves them behind.
Jun Xiaoyao glanced at the bottom lightly.
Those female cultivators reminded him of the brainless fans who were chasing stars in his previous life.
Although Jun Xiaoyao's appearance was already shrouded in immortal brilliance, even just a vague glimpse of it was so handsome that it was enough to make those female cultivators dizzy.
"Hehe, God Son is very polite, Lao Dao has already prepared his residence, everyone please..."
The old Taoist bowed his hands slightly.
Later, under the guidance of the old Taoist, Jun Xiaoyao and others left.
An endless uproar broke out in the entire Nantian City.
It is conceivable that the appearance of the god son of the Jun family is far more influential than the appearance of the proud son of any force.
At this moment, in a house in Nantian City.
A young man in silver armor sat cross-legged.
His face is square and resolute, and there are staggered scars on his cheeks, adding a bit of a bit of cold and biting temperament.
Around him, the lightning flashes entwined, and countless lightning runes manifested in the void, emitting a powerful wave of destruction.
This man is naturally the fifth sequence of the Jun family, Jun Wanjie.
In front of him, a follower covered in black mist was reporting the situation to him.
"Is it already here?" In Jun Wanjie's eyes, there is thunder robbery intertwined.
At the same time, with a cold color.
He had arrived in Nantian City ahead of schedule, and only some disciples of Daoji Tianzong met him.
But now, when Jun Xiaoyao and others arrived, the entire Daoji Tianzong was dispatched, and all the disciples and elders showed up.
Even an old Taoist with a higher status than the suzerain showed up to greet him.
This distinction is too obvious.
Although there is also the intention to meet the clan elders such as Jun Zhantian.
But Jun Wanjie knew that the main reason was actually Jun Xiaoyao.
In the eyes of Daoji Tianzong and his party, the importance of his monarch Wanjie is far less than that of Jun Xiaoyao.
The follower, who was covered in black mist, also said indignantly: "Those people of the Taoist Heavenly Sect are really blind, how can a young boy be compared with Lord Wanjie?"
This follower is the arrogance that Jun Wanjie subdued from outside, his name is Heitu, and he comes from the Heiyun clan.
It is rumored that the ancestor of this family was a black cloud who became enlightened and achieved the realm of supreme and supreme.
"No one is born aloof, even that Jun Xiaoyao!"
"I will prove to the Jun family that he is not worthy of the zero-rank position!" Jun Wanjie said indifferently.
He went through untold hardships, I don't know how many injuries, how much suffering, only to get a fifth-order position.
Jun Xiaoyao got the position of the zero sequence easily.
Whoever it is, the mentality will explode.
Jun Wanjie asked himself, he was already very restrained.
"Hey, my lord, it's so embarrassing..."
Hei Tu thought to himself, holding injustice for Jun Wan Jie.
……
After several days passed, Jun Xiaoyao could be considered to have settled in Nantian City.
Although the Yuantian Supreme Secret Treasure has a vision revealed, there are still a few days before the real birth.
In the past few days, Jun Zhantian also left and began to contact other leaders of immortal Taoism.
They want to unite and turn the entire Yuantian Supreme Secret into a training place for younger disciples.
No one from the older generation is allowed to enter it.
Jun Xiaoyao has nothing to do, and is very leisurely resting in his residence.
Jun Linglong smiled slightly and said, "Young Master, I heard that Nanyuan Daozhou has a local specialty, Qingxin tea, and Linglong will go and buy it for the son."
Jun Linglong is smart and considerate.
She knew that Jun Xiaoyao likes to drink tea, and she specifically inquired about this special product.
"Well, it's still exquisite and careful. If anyone marries you in the future, it will be a blessing." Jun Xiaoyao smiled casually.
Jun Linglong's pretty face was slightly red, and she gave Jun Xiaoyao a charming white look.
She had already decided in her heart to follow Jun Xiaoyao all her life and be his maid.
How can you still marry someone else?
As for letting Jun Xiaoyao marry her?
Jun Linglong is still self-aware, and it would be nice to stay by Jun Xiaoyao's side as a maid.
She will not take the initiative to make such unreasonable demands.
Of course, if Jun Xiaoyao is willing, Jun Linglong will readily accept it.
As for the age difference of more than ten years, for monks, it can actually be ignored.
After a while, Jun Linglong went out and arrived at a market in Nantian City.
Soon, she found out that Qingxin tea has been around for [-] years.
Just when Jun Linglong was about to buy.
A young figure shrouded in black mist appeared, his tone was indifferent and playful.
"Sorry, I want this soul-clearing tea!"
Three consecutive updates, today Monday, I need the support of recommended tickets, Xiao J kneels and begs, thanks to the dream catchers, Black Saturday, dreaming, a place, the same style, as always, praying for the cat, who hurts, three thousand demons to kill, Jun Yan Wei who laughs and waits for a reward from book friends, and finally, asks for collections and tickets ヾ(°°)
(End of this chapter)
Jun Xiaoyao, although this is the first time to walk outside.
But the name has already spread throughout the entire wasteland.
Almost no one knows, no one knows.
However, there are many people who know the name of Jun Xiaoyao, but very few people who have actually seen Jun Xiaoyao.
Under such curiosity, Jun Xiaoyao became more mysterious and made everyone look forward to it.
"I didn't expect that this time it was the elder of the royal family who came in person, but it made my Daoji Tianzong flourish." The old Taoist of Daoji Tianzong said with a smile.
"Haha, the old Taoist is polite." Jun Zhantian walked out, stepped into the void, and laughed.
"By the way, that god child..." The old Taoist glanced at him.
To be honest, there are very few young generation who can impress him deeply.
Jun Xiaoyao was definitely the one that impressed him the most.
"Hehe, I didn't expect to be able to remember the seniors, but Jun was flattered."
On the chariot drawn by the nine-headed white jade dragon, Jun Linglong opened the bead curtain with his hands, and Jun Xiaoyao walked out indifferently.
He is dressed in white clothes like snow, with a slender figure, like a breeze cultivating bamboo, and his temperament is excellent.
His skin was as crystal clear as jade, the roots of his hair were shining, and a hazy fairy light mist shrouded his body.
The handsome face of a peerless beauty is also shrouded in a haze of immortal light.
It wasn't that Jun Xiaoyao deliberately concealed it, but his own constitution, coupled with the Supreme Bones, made him shrouded in Dao rhythm and accompanied by a natural fairy light.
"My God, is that the god son of the Jun family?"
"What kind of immortal appearance is this, I love it!"
"Ah I'm dead!"
When Jun Xiaoyao appeared, the entire Nantian City was a sensation!
All the female monks, their eyes are like magnets meeting iron, and they are tightly attached to Jun Xiaoyao.
Even some male cultivators were slightly dumbfounded.
"God, why do you want me to see the face of the god son of the Jun family, so that for the rest of my life, which other man can catch my eyes?"
A first-class Taoist arrogant girl, looking up, her eyes are lost, and she is very distressed.
The other saintess of the Holy Land curled up her long hair and muttered to herself.
"This long hair is reserved for you, if you don't marry you, don't cut your long hair, the ancient Buddha with green lamp, comb it in your boudoir..."
Such scenes were staged in every corner of Nantian City.
Rao is those men who can't afford the slightest bit of jealousy, because the gap is too big.
Jun Xiaoyao talks about identity, status, appearance, and strength.
Each one leaves them behind.
Jun Xiaoyao glanced at the bottom lightly.
Those female cultivators reminded him of the brainless fans who were chasing stars in his previous life.
Although Jun Xiaoyao's appearance was already shrouded in immortal brilliance, even just a vague glimpse of it was so handsome that it was enough to make those female cultivators dizzy.
"Hehe, God Son is very polite, Lao Dao has already prepared his residence, everyone please..."
The old Taoist bowed his hands slightly.
Later, under the guidance of the old Taoist, Jun Xiaoyao and others left.
An endless uproar broke out in the entire Nantian City.
It is conceivable that the appearance of the god son of the Jun family is far more influential than the appearance of the proud son of any force.
At this moment, in a house in Nantian City.
A young man in silver armor sat cross-legged.
His face is square and resolute, and there are staggered scars on his cheeks, adding a bit of a bit of cold and biting temperament.
Around him, the lightning flashes entwined, and countless lightning runes manifested in the void, emitting a powerful wave of destruction.
This man is naturally the fifth sequence of the Jun family, Jun Wanjie.
In front of him, a follower covered in black mist was reporting the situation to him.
"Is it already here?" In Jun Wanjie's eyes, there is thunder robbery intertwined.
At the same time, with a cold color.
He had arrived in Nantian City ahead of schedule, and only some disciples of Daoji Tianzong met him.
But now, when Jun Xiaoyao and others arrived, the entire Daoji Tianzong was dispatched, and all the disciples and elders showed up.
Even an old Taoist with a higher status than the suzerain showed up to greet him.
This distinction is too obvious.
Although there is also the intention to meet the clan elders such as Jun Zhantian.
But Jun Wanjie knew that the main reason was actually Jun Xiaoyao.
In the eyes of Daoji Tianzong and his party, the importance of his monarch Wanjie is far less than that of Jun Xiaoyao.
The follower, who was covered in black mist, also said indignantly: "Those people of the Taoist Heavenly Sect are really blind, how can a young boy be compared with Lord Wanjie?"
This follower is the arrogance that Jun Wanjie subdued from outside, his name is Heitu, and he comes from the Heiyun clan.
It is rumored that the ancestor of this family was a black cloud who became enlightened and achieved the realm of supreme and supreme.
"No one is born aloof, even that Jun Xiaoyao!"
"I will prove to the Jun family that he is not worthy of the zero-rank position!" Jun Wanjie said indifferently.
He went through untold hardships, I don't know how many injuries, how much suffering, only to get a fifth-order position.
Jun Xiaoyao got the position of the zero sequence easily.
Whoever it is, the mentality will explode.
Jun Wanjie asked himself, he was already very restrained.
"Hey, my lord, it's so embarrassing..."
Hei Tu thought to himself, holding injustice for Jun Wan Jie.
……
After several days passed, Jun Xiaoyao could be considered to have settled in Nantian City.
Although the Yuantian Supreme Secret Treasure has a vision revealed, there are still a few days before the real birth.
In the past few days, Jun Zhantian also left and began to contact other leaders of immortal Taoism.
They want to unite and turn the entire Yuantian Supreme Secret into a training place for younger disciples.
No one from the older generation is allowed to enter it.
Jun Xiaoyao has nothing to do, and is very leisurely resting in his residence.
Jun Linglong smiled slightly and said, "Young Master, I heard that Nanyuan Daozhou has a local specialty, Qingxin tea, and Linglong will go and buy it for the son."
Jun Linglong is smart and considerate.
She knew that Jun Xiaoyao likes to drink tea, and she specifically inquired about this special product.
"Well, it's still exquisite and careful. If anyone marries you in the future, it will be a blessing." Jun Xiaoyao smiled casually.
Jun Linglong's pretty face was slightly red, and she gave Jun Xiaoyao a charming white look.
She had already decided in her heart to follow Jun Xiaoyao all her life and be his maid.
How can you still marry someone else?
As for letting Jun Xiaoyao marry her?
Jun Linglong is still self-aware, and it would be nice to stay by Jun Xiaoyao's side as a maid.
She will not take the initiative to make such unreasonable demands.
Of course, if Jun Xiaoyao is willing, Jun Linglong will readily accept it.
As for the age difference of more than ten years, for monks, it can actually be ignored.
After a while, Jun Linglong went out and arrived at a market in Nantian City.
Soon, she found out that Qingxin tea has been around for [-] years.
Just when Jun Linglong was about to buy.
A young figure shrouded in black mist appeared, his tone was indifferent and playful.
"Sorry, I want this soul-clearing tea!"
Three consecutive updates, today Monday, I need the support of recommended tickets, Xiao J kneels and begs, thanks to the dream catchers, Black Saturday, dreaming, a place, the same style, as always, praying for the cat, who hurts, three thousand demons to kill, Jun Yan Wei who laughs and waits for a reward from book friends, and finally, asks for collections and tickets ヾ(°°)
(End of this chapter)
