Chapter 1101 (2/2)
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On xianlongmen square, people looked at the scene on the green mountain, and their faces were slightly stagnant. Then they looked at the direction of Ziyuan peak. At this time, even the most stupid people know that a series of people who aimed at ancient customs had a close relationship with ziyuanfeng, otherwise the king would not do so.
”Elder martial brother Zifeng, has ziyuanfeng gone too far this time?” Linglun squinted at Zifeng and frowned.
”Wang Shengsuo didn't violate the rules, so it's not a violation.” Zifeng said calmly, but his voice was a little cold.
He could explain the purple stone before, but now the situation makes him very passive. Although they all belong to xianlongmen and are martial brothers, there is also a competition for interests among the peaks. Over the years, their Ziyuan peak has always been known as the first peak of xianlongmen, and its resources account for three tenths of xianlongmen. Of course, the other peaks also have some complaints.
But those are the previous rules, so even if there are some complaints, they can't say anything. But this time, it was different. A disciple of Ziyuan peak's five levels of soul condensing realm, aiming at the ancient style of internal disciples, the possibility of passing the examination was almost zero. Naturally, people could use this to make things difficult for him.
”Elder martial brother Zifeng, you've really gone too far. Do you think a double disciple of ningsoul territory can block the full spiritual impact of the five disciples of ningsoul territory? What's more, Wang Sheng is also the best among the five disciples of ningsoul territory.” Hong Tian also said.
”Don't worry, martial brothers. I will punish him after this time.” Zifeng replied with a gloomy face.
”Well, there's no need to mention this. Wang Shengsuo didn't violate the rules.” long Qianqing looked at some noisy people, spoke directly and interrupted them.
Hearing long Qianqing's words, they all stopped talking and looked at the sky. They also wanted to know whether the ancient wind could last. Although the probability was very small, it was not impossible.
”Wang Sheng is shameless. He is so aiming at a dual martial arts cultivation of condensing soul environment.” Su Li said angrily looking at Wang Sheng and looking at the ancient style, with a little worry on his face. She admitted that the ancient style was strong and even worked miracles many times, but I'm afraid she couldn't do it this time.
”Wang Sheng must have been inspired by someone to aim at the ancient style.” Ye Xiaoxiao said with a pretty face.
”There are only those who can command the king and Saint, and only Zhou Qing is in contradiction with the ancient style.” Su Li said softly, with an embarrassed face.
Although the contradiction between ancient customs and Zhou Qing was great, it only spread among many disciples, and even many core disciples didn't know it. As for those elders and peak leaders, they didn't care about the struggle between disciples, so they naturally didn't know it.
”It depends on whether the ancient wind can survive. There is no one to help him.” Ye Xiaoxiao took a worried look at the ancient wind.
In the square below, yuechen and others also have the same worry. The strength of ancient customs is very strong, but after all, it is only the dual martial cultivation of condensing soul state, which still has a big gap with the strong ones of Wang Sheng's level.