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Chapter 1 The East Star Shines

“Bold!”

"What is your identity and my status! I dare to talk about such things."

"Build a lookout platform under our territory. What do you think of our Dongxing Pavilion as?"

In the main hall of Dongxing Pavilion, the pavilion master Yaoyang stared at the audience with an angry face.

In addition to the main seat, there are two rows of senior figures from Dongxing Pavilion in the hall.

Not only did the senior figures not have the same anger as the Pavilion Master Yaoyang, but there were sad faces on their faces.

The man in the audience who was angrily scolded by Yao Yang looked panicked, and at first glance he looked like he was attacked by frost, trembling with coldness.

"Peace... The Lord of the Pavilion is angry. Our Blood Mist Hall is building a lookout in Guidi just to prevent the enemy together. We can take care of the incident and have no other delusions!"

Upon hearing this, all the senior figures of Dongxing Pavilion focused on their eyes and glanced at the person in the Blood Mist Hall, with a thoughtful look on their faces.

"You Blood Mist Hall is going to build a lookout on the territory of my Dongxing Pavilion. Don't you want to monitor my every move, will you help me kill evil spirits and kill monsters?"

Yaoyang said in a cold tone. His eyes couldn't hide the sharp murderous aura.

The disciples of the Blood Mist Church who were kneeling in the audience shivered when they saw this murderous aura and even kowtowed desperately to beg for mercy.

"Governor, please spare me, please spare me, this is not what the villain said."

After kowtowed a few times, the man explained timidly: "The other immortal sects also know about this. Our master of the hall started to decide to build a lookout platform after an agreement. We have no other intentions!"

At this moment, the entire hall was silent, with only the sound of blood falling on the forehead of the man kneeling below the stage falling on the wooden board.

Every time the blood drips on the floor, the man in the Blood Mist Hall trembles.

"If you want to build a lookout under my Dongxing Pavilion, let those rats come to find me in person."

Yaoyang looked down at the man below the stage and shouted, "Did you hear me? I asked your rat to come and see me."

“Yes…yes!”

When the man heard that he wanted several lords of the immortal sects to see the demon, his body trembled.

After responding to Yaoyang's words, he did not dare to be negligent and stood up in panic and left the hall.

After the person from the Blood Mist Hall left, the hall restored the deadly scene.

All the senior figures in Dongxing Pavilion were busy and dared not make any sound, as if a slight sound would destroy their souls.

Yaoyang leaned his elbow on the armchair of the main seat, supporting his forehead slightly tiredly.

"These immortal gates are really not worry-free at all, and they even make their own decisions to build a watchtower privately?"

"What do you think of my Dongxing Pavilion as? A bastard!"

As he said that, Yaoyang raised his hand and slapped it on the armchair.

The loud noise shook back and forth in the hall, and the entire hall was shaken in this palm, and countless dust fell from the ceiling.

Yaoyang's cultivation is the realm of the True Immortal Realm, the highest cultivation level in the entire immortal world, and the only cultivator in the entire immortal world who has reached the True Immortal Realm.

The master was beaten by his true fairyland and was intact, which shows the extraordinary building materials.

In this palm, every senior figure in the hall felt a sudden slap in his heart.

At this moment, a middle-aged man with a beard stood out from the team hesitantly.

"People, I see that what those immortal sects say is reasonable..."

"If several immortal sects build observation decks with each other in their respective fields, they can not only announce the friendship between several families, but also join forces to resist the invasion of foreign races."

After seeing Elder Ji Wu from Dongxing Pavilion stand up, everyone felt relieved.

Elder Ji Wu had reached the Xuanxian Realm decades ago and was also a respected elder in the entire Dongxing Pavilion.

With him taking action, the Pavilion Master will probably relieve his emotions and discuss this matter with the ministers.

Yaoyang glanced at Ji Wu with a bad look, his face slightly angry, and he did not calm down because an elder in the Xuanxian Realm came forward.

"Are you deaf?"

"I said it!"

"We need to let those rats come over and discuss this matter!"

Seeing the scene where the Pavilion Master angrily scolded Elder Ji Wu, everyone in the audience was so shocked that they almost screamed.

However, this shocking scene is just a matter of moments, and the next second everyone looks like they are used to it.

After all, the master of Dongxing Pavilion not only has high cultivation, but also has a very strange temper.

It was just that Elder Ji Wu had suffered. When the Pavilion Master was angry, he dared to stand up and speak.

Yaoyang pointed at Elder Ji Wu and said angrily, "Have you heard what I said just now?"

“Yes, yes, yes…”

Seeing that Yaoyang not only did not give himself a little shame as an elder, Ji Wu also humiliated him on the spot, and his face suddenly turned ashamed.

"I ask if you heard it!"

"Ji dare not disobey!"

Ji Wu was already frightened by Yaoyang and said some messy words with unclear ideas.

"What a Guapi Elder!"

Yaoyang stood up from the throne, and remained angry and said, "How could I have a subordinate like you?"

"Ji... is dull, the lord of the Pavilion!"

Ji Wu is no longer as calm as before, and has been scared to death by Yao Yang's continuous pressure.

Among the crowds below the main hall, an old man with long hair and white beard frowned.

"People Master, I'm bluntly saying that there is nothing wrong with Elder Ji Wu's proposal. If my Dongxing Pavilion can join forces with several immortal sects, then I will no longer have to worry about the invasion of other races."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes turned to the old man.

"It's the Great Elder!"

"The Great Elder also thinks that the Pavilion Master should agree to those immortal sects in this matter?"

Just as everyone was talking in a low voice in private, a dissatisfied scolding suddenly came from the stage.

“Bold!”

"What are you calling this dog!"

"How can I allow others to interrupt when I speak!"

Yaoyang's eyes swept down the stage with cold eyes, and the people who were originally talking in private closed their mouths.

And the great elder was the same, and he dared not speak out in the audience.

Although he was so embarrassed as the Great Elder, everyone present dared not laugh at him.

Those people were not only afraid of the strength of the Great Elder, but also very afraid of the Pavilion Master's power.

Behind both, these people can't stand it in either way.

In the bright world, dozens of female cultivators walked side by side, and each of them was outstanding in appearance.

Between these dozens of female cultivators, a sedan with exquisite decoration and beautiful decoration was driving in the air.

The curtain in the sedan chair was suddenly lifted by a fair finger, and a beautiful woman poked out half of her face and looked down at the distance.

Under the universe, a city came into her eyes like an egg at this moment.

"Master Palace Master, Can Yue Sect is less than a thousand miles away from us."

A female cultivator flew over and reported the itinerary respectfully to the mysterious person in the sedan chair.
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