Chapter 3880

Xiao Hua would never make things difficult for a scapegoat like Chu Yang. He smiled and cupped his hands, "Xiao Hua greets Deacon Chu."

Although Xiao Hua's etiquette was thorough, Chu Yang was not moved. He raised his hand slightly and said, "Come with me …"

Seeing Chu Yang like this, Xiao Hua frowned and said indifferently, "Where is Deacon Chu taking me?"

Chu Yang glanced at Xiao Hua. His expression was still indifferent. He turned to Chu Jing and said, "Chu Jing, tell Daoist Xiao about my Chu clan's arrangements."

"Yes, grandmaster!"

Chu Jing agreed and explained to Xiao Hua, "Daoist Xiao, you should know that during this period of time, many cultivators have come to the Blood Pool of Gods and Devils. My Chu clan doesn't have many disciples to receive them. My Chu clan has a special place to receive the seniors who have been personally invited by my Chu clan's disciples.

And for the seniors who don't have a token, my Chu clan also has a place to receive them. But the conditions may be a bit poor! "

Seeing that Chu Jing didn't dare to say anything, Chu Yang glared at him and said, "There are many cultivators who have come to the Blood Pool of Gods and Devils. There are Confucian cultivators, Buddhist disciples, and Daoist cultivators. In order to not cause any disputes, my Chu clan has also arranged for Buddhist disciples and Daoist cultivators who don't have tokens to other places …"

Hearing this, Xiao Hua was a bit displeased. Although his temperament was tranquil and he didn't like fame, he also didn't want to be evaded like this.

He originally didn't want to come to the Blood Pool of Gods and Devils to join in the fun. But after hearing Song Zixiong and Zhu Cheng's words, he felt that it was reasonable and came over.

But he didn't expect that even the patrolling disciples of the Chu clan had a cultivation of third grade essence energy. This Great Deacon in front of him was actually an upper fourth grade essence energy. If a fourth-grade Confucian clan was already like this, then what about second-grade and third-grade clans?

The strength of a fifth-grade elemental force that he had displayed was probably not even worthy of their attention. Why would he stick his warm face to their cold butts for no reason?

"Never mind …" Xiao Hua waved his hand. Just as he was about to speak, "Ding ding dong dong …" A burst of musical instruments rang out. Everyone looked up and saw that on the left side of the sky, a white cloud with a faint pink color was surging over like a tide. On the cloud, there were several rocs that were nearly a hundred zhang in size pulling a large boat over. The sound of the musical instruments came from the large boat. The large boat was flying very fast, but in a moment, it was already close. Xiao Hua and the others could clearly see that there was a beautiful lily engraved on the large boat. This lily was shining with a pink brilliance. Countless Noble Qi came from all directions and rushed into this lily. A majestic and quiet atmosphere was born from this lily, making people feel respect in their hearts.

"Lilies?"

Xiao Hua frowned slightly, as if he had thought of something. Sure enough, Chu Yang, who was still somewhat absent-minded, looked at the large boat with a hint of surprise in his eyes. He whispered, "Murong clan??

They … why would they come to the Demon God Blood Pool? "

Hearing the words "Murong clan", Xiao Hua naturally thought of Murong Congyun, the mysterious woman that he had only heard of in Star Picking Pavilion!

Actually, until now, Xiao Hua still didn't understand Murong Congyun's cultivation. He also didn't understand why Murong Congyun withdrew from the bidding for the pegasus.

When the large boat of the Murong clan appeared, the originally quiet surroundings of the Demon God Blood Pool suddenly became lively. Many patrolling disciples, who were dressed like Chu Jing, flew over from afar. Some cultivators also flew out from the restriction on the ground. On the other side of the Demon God Blood Pool, several sword lights whistled and rushed to the front of the crowd. When the sword lights appeared, three middle-aged Confucian cultivators with sixth level cultivation appeared. The one in front had a slightly bulging forehead and bright eyes. He stood in midair like a flying sword!

Xiao Hua originally wanted to leave, but at this moment, a few Chu clan disciples were standing in the air. Although they weren't densely packed, they were clearly a kind of support. Seeing Chu Yang and Chu Jing standing with their hands behind their backs and faces full of respect, Xiao Hua knew that it wasn't a good time to leave, so he simply landed on the flying carriage and sat cross-legged with his eyes closed. He would wait for the Murong clan's large boat to land.

The Murong clan's flying boat approached, and the surging aura became increasingly dense. This aura was like a mountain that covered the entire side of the Demon God Blood Pool. Even Xiao Hua, who was sitting on the flying carriage, felt as if a large stone was pressing down on his heart. He couldn't breathe, not to mention the Chu clan disciples who were only third level cultivators. Each and every one of them trembled in midair, trying their best not to fall from the sky.

"Sigh ~" Xiao Hua frowned slightly and sighed in his heart. He knew that this was a kind of honor for the Murong clan, a first-grade aristocratic family, and a kind of top-down view for the Chu clan, a fourth-grade aristocratic family. "I really don't know what the situation will be like when a first-grade aristocratic family's flying boat appears."

Seeing that the flying boat had stopped, rosy clouds gushed out from both sides of the boat. The entire front of the flying boat began to turn transparent, and a few women dressed in palace attire holding musical instruments such as zithers, chimes, and pipa flew out on colorful clouds. The three Confucian cultivators hurriedly went forward and bowed, "Juniors Chu Jianzhen, Chu Hong, and Chu Pingjing greet Senior Murong!

Juniors didn't know that Senior was coming, so we didn't greet you. We were really negligent. "

"En, get up!"

A very lazy voice came from the flying boat, "This old man didn't greet Brother Youzhi and came uninvited, so I can't blame you all."

"Senior, please know that our clan head didn't come to the Demon God Blood Pool. The one in charge today is Martial Uncle Zhong Yu." Chu Jianzhen respectfully replied.

"Oh?

So it's Brother Zhong Yu! "That person still didn't show himself," This old man hasn't seen him for forty years! "

As he spoke, two eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything fell from the flying boat. They swept through every part of the Demon God Blood Pool faster than Divine Sense.

"Senior!"

Seeing this, Chu Jianzhen hurriedly smiled and said, "Martial Uncle Zhong Yu isn't here right now. According to the message, he will come in ten days. If Senior is in a hurry, this junior will send a message to Martial Uncle."

"No need!"

Following this voice, a young man with a face as white as jade wearing a brocade robe and a jade crown appeared from the flying boat. This young man's face was covered in a layer of light purple divine light, making him look very luxurious.

Following the young man was a tall woman. This woman wore a pink robe, and her face was also as white as jade with a faint red halo. Her bright eyes and white teeth made her look like a peach blossom from afar.

"This old man just happened to pass by and heard that the Chu clan was doing something in the Demon God Blood Pool, so I came to take a look. I have no intention of disturbing the Chu clan, so there's no need to inform them!"

The young man's figure flew and landed in front of the flying boat. His eyes flashed with multicolored light as he looked at the Demon God Blood Pool with interest.

"Yes, this junior understands!" Chu Jianzhen replied in a low voice. He didn't dare say anything else and stood there respectfully.

After a while, the young man raised his head and the light in his eyes disappeared. He looked at Chu Jianzhen and smiled, "Your Chu clan is really generous!

It seems … you've been paying attention to the Demon God Blood Pool for a long time, right? "

"This is just a small trick. Senior, please don't laugh at us!" Chu Jianzhen smiled apologetically, "Compared to the Murong clan, my Chu clan is really insignificant."

"Speaking of the Demon God Chess …" The corner of the young man's mouth revealed a trace of a smile, "This old man has long heard of it. Now that I have the chance to see its true appearance, this old man can't help but want to stay and take a look …"

Chu Jianzhen's expression slightly changed, then he smiled and said, "If senior wants to take a look, we'll find the Demon God Chess in the Demon God Blood Pool and report to the clan head. We'll definitely send the chess to senior's residence."

"What?

You don't want me to stay? "The young man's expression became cold as if he was a bit angry.

Chu Jianzhen hurriedly said, "Of course not!

Senior misunderstood.

Senior is a Void Refinement and Heavenly Fusion grandmaster. The Demon God Blood Pool is a dragon's pool and a tiger's den in our eyes, but in your eyes, it's only a blood field.

My Chu clan can't wait to welcome senior's help. How could we not want senior to stay?

Actually, if we knew senior would come, why would our Chu clan spend so much effort to send out invitations on the Hidden Immortal Continent? "

"Haha …" The young man laughed and pointed at Chu Jianzhen, "You little child, what kind of person do you think this old man is? How could I compete with you juniors for the Demon God Chess?

If I make a move, won't Chu Yun scold me to death in the future?

Fine, fine, fine … Since the Demon God Blood Pool is so heavily guarded, I can't even see what's going on. Why would I stay here? "

"Seventh granduncle …" Just as the young man waved his sleeves and was about to turn around, the woman beside him said in a low voice, "Yun 'er wants to stay here and watch the show."

The woman's voice wasn't loud, but no one in the sky dared to make a ruckus. Although Xiao Hua wasn't close, he could still hear everything clearly. Isn't this Murong Congyun that he saw in Star Picking Tower a long time ago?

"What's there to see here?"

The young man was a bit shocked and asked curiously, "It's just some blood and devil qi. Now there's also some underworld yin qi. It's true that there are ghosts in this place, but how could there be a Demon God Chess?

Moreover, if there was a Demon God Chess, how could it be our Chu clan's turn? "

"Granduncle …" Murong Congyun pulled the young man's sleeve and said coquettishly, "Yun 'er cultivated to the Master realm with great difficulty. If I go back this time, father will definitely make Yun' er go into seclusion to break through the bottleneck of Qi Refinement and Spirit Return. In the future, I won't be able to go out so easily. Just agree to Yun 'er …"

"No!"

The young man decisively refused and said indifferently, "If it was somewhere else, this old man would agree. But this place is a place where ten thousand years of yin spirits have settled down. The yin qi and evil qi are very heavy. It's not appropriate for a little girl like you to stay here. Not only will it affect your newly cultivated realm, it will also be detrimental to your future cultivation!"

"Granduncle …" Murong Congyun still didn't give up and begged, "If you're worried, can't you leave two martial uncles to accompany Yun 'er?

Moreover, Yun 'er has old friends here … "