Chapter 221 The Festival Begins

Wang Zhao looked at Ning Qingyun and said suddenly.

However, what he got was only Ning Qingyun's puzzled look.

"What did you say?"

"Uh, nothing."

Wang Zhao shook his head angrily and retracted his gaze.

Sure enough, he was overthinking.

At least this "Ning Rongrong" would not be a "fellow villager".

Wang Zhao thought in his heart.

To this day, he can be regarded as a person who has experienced many ups and downs. After all, he has been standing on the most watched stage of this continent all day long, acting with a group of old cunning men. His vision and mind have gradually been cultivated.

So this "Ning Rongrong" may not be simple, but he can still clearly see that he is confused about the "code" he just asked suddenly.

In this case, the next direction to consider suspicion is what is going on with "Ning Rongrong", who is likely to cause changes in the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect.

Rebirth? Traveling through time? Or is there some old lady with him?

Wang Zhao's mind flashed through several classic words. On the surface, he continued to communicate with Ning Fengzhi in a friendly manner. The group flew quickly into Tiandou City. During the period, there would naturally be no blind guards to stop this group of big men who could control dragons, swords, and the sky.

At this time, Ning Qingyun, sitting on Chen Xin's flying sword, silently looked at Wang Zhao who was chatting happily with his cheap father. She felt that the incomprehensible words he just said to her seemed a little strange, and there was some special meaning in it.

However, she still couldn't figure it out.

Ning Qingyun couldn't help but sigh.

Today, the first sacred festival of the Wuhun Hall was being held all over the continent. She must have been very curious, so she asked her silly sister Ning Rongrong to act coquettishly this morning and asked Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin to take her with them.

Afterwards, Ning Rongrong knew that her body might be controlled by her sister for a long time today, so she fell asleep in the sea of ​​​​spirituality excitedly, and she slept very soundly.

Anyway, for her, big things are handled by her father and her unknown, super powerful companion sister, so she just needs to be a carefree little princess.

The group soon appeared in the sky outside the Wuhun Temple in Tiandou City.

With the terrifying power spreading, many people on the ground naturally discovered these big figures and exclaimed.

A few people glanced down casually and saw that there were already many people outside the Wuhun Temple. It can even be said that it was overcrowded. The Tiandou royal family had to send soldiers to maintain order around it.

The several attics closest to the Wuhun Temple were also full of people, especially the higher the level and the wider the view, the more luxurious or mysterious the clothes of the people sitting. I think many of them are from major forces.

Ning Fengzhi invited generously: "Palace Master, I have a lot of money and I have some businesses in Tiandou City. Why don't you come with me to find a nice place to drink tea?"

"Then I'll trouble you, Sect Master Ning."

Wang Zhao smiled and didn't refuse.

Several people soon landed on the top floor of a luxurious pavilion. Wang Zhao looked in the direction of the Spirit Temple. Although he couldn't see the blocked interior of the Spirit Temple with his eyes, he could easily see a square with angel statues. He couldn't help but look at Ning Fengzhi.

Ning Fengzhi just smiled harmlessly.

Wang Zhao also smiled, but in his heart he began to think about whether there were any businesses of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect around the Dragon King Palace.

Especially high-rise buildings like this.

This guy is very black-hearted...

Soon after, another person dressed in extremely low-key clothes came to the top floor of Ning Fengzhi's pavilion, but he didn't fall from the sky like the few people just now, but walked up slowly from downstairs, with elegant manners, showing the royal style.

Wang Zhao looked over and saw that it was none other than the crown prince of the Tiandou Empire, Xue Qinghe.

No matter how the world line changes, Xue Qinghe, who is a "benevolent monarch", is still favored by Ning Fengzhi and invested in, that is, he is accepted as a "student".

Xue Qinghe was not accompanied by other royal family members, presumably because he came here at the invitation of Ning Fengzhi earlier. As for Xue Ye and Xue Xing, they are probably in the tallest palace in Tiandou City or in a royal property attic not far from here.

"Teacher."

At this time, Xue Qinghe first saluted Ning Fengzhi, who nodded in return and greeted him. Xue Qinghe then looked at Wang Zhao.

"Palace Master, long time no see, you are really getting better and better."

"Just a rough man."

Wang Zhao shook his head modestly and smiled, and Xue Qinghe soon sat down next to Ning Fengzhi.

In this way, several people chatted and laughed, and their eyes occasionally looked towards the square of the Spirit Temple. At a certain moment, several people suddenly fell silent at the same time.

The reason was simple, but seeing that the Spirit Temple deacons and other members dressed in formal clothes were neatly arranged in the square at this time, the leader of each team was a person dressed in white with silver edges, looking extremely noble and sacred.

After many inquiries recently, Ning Fengzhi and Xue Qinghe soon learned that these guys were not bishops or deacons, or in other words, they were not bishops or deacons defined by profession as the Spirit Temple had once defined them, but the first batch of truly popular clergy of the Spirit Temple.

As for what they were responsible for, Ning Fengzhi and Xue Qinghe were not clear for the time being.

Then, several people's eyes jumped to the front of the square, and saw that the platinum bishop Salas of the Tiandou Spirit Temple was standing there, facing the angel statue emitting divine light from Gao Wei and praying solemnly to the members of the Spirit Hall on the square:

"Loving angel god, we thank and praise you!"

"You are the master of all things in heaven and earth, the true God of the universe, and your glory shines on us as we move forward!"

"You are our savior, and you are with us forever. We sincerely beg you to respond to our prayers..."

Seeing this situation, let's not talk about what Wang Zhao and Qian Renxue did, anyway, Ning Fengzhi and Xue Qinghe's faces were a little weird at the moment.

Is this Salas?

Is this the old man who used to be a bit shy, Salas?

Tsk, weird!

While being surprised, Ning Fengzhi keenly realized that Salas, a veteran top Soul Douluo-level strongman, acted like this, which meant that the Spirit Hall might really do something big that would shock the continent.

Next to Ning Fengzhi, Ning Qingyun looked at the grand scene in the distance. The "extraterrestrial style" that had never appeared in her previous life made her extremely curious and a little excited.

Her eyes slowly fell on the angel statue.

God?