Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go

However, the fact is that Jun Xiaoyao did not take Holy Spirit Academy in his eyes.

Not to mention these ordinary disciples, they are the saints and saints of the same level as Ji Xuan, if they dare to provoke in front of Jun Xiaoyao.

He will also let them experience the same pain as Ji Xuan.

Seeing the backs of Jun Xiaoyao and the others leaving, the cultivators from all over the city swallowed hard.

"As expected of the god son of the Jun family, he is extremely domineering and doesn't care about the Holy Spirit Academy at all."

"Yeah, even if the saints and daughters of the academy come, it is estimated that they won't be able to get any good fruit to eat."

Some people looked at the academy disciples who were slumped to the ground, their seven orifices bleeding, and all shook their heads.

This group of academy disciples is so unbearable, they can't even bear the roar of their mounts.

Although that mount is the top nine-headed lion of the ancient royal family.

As for the female disciples of the academy, they simply ignored the embarrassed male compatriots, and watched Jun Xiaoyao leave with stary eyes.

Jun Xiaoyao and others came to a resplendent inn to rest.

However, after a while, Jun Linglong stepped forward and reported, "Young Master, the young master of Wanbao Chamber of Commerce wants to ask to see you."

"Young Master of Wanbao Chamber of Commerce?" Jun Xiaoyao thought for a while.

He seemed to have seen this person before at the Pan Wushen Dynasty Qin Fighting Conference. Like the third prince, he was a suitor of the Tianqin girl.

It's just that Jun Xiaoyao can't remember such a small person.

"Let him come in." Jun Xiaoyao said.

Jun Linglong nodded, a moment later.

A handsome young man stepped forward and bowed his hands to Jun Xiaoyao very respectfully.

"Under the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce, do a lot of work and have seen the Son of God."

"I remember you, I seem to have seen you at the piano competition. You are the suitor of the Tianqin girl." Jun Xiaoyao said.

"I didn't expect that the Son of God could still remember me. It's really an honor, but I'm no longer the suitor of the Tianqin girl." Gan Duo smiled slightly.

After seeing such a good person as Jun Xiaoyao, how could Tianqin girl still like him?

"What are you doing here?" Jun Xiaoyao took a sip of tea.

"I heard from the shopkeeper that the Son of God came to rest at the inn under the command of the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce, and I came directly." Gan Duo said.

"This inn turned out to be the property of your Wanbao Chamber of Commerce." Jun Xiaoyao was stunned.

"Son of God, it's like this, my Wanbao Chamber of Commerce will hold a martial arts meeting before the opening of Tiandaolou, and some high-quality slaves will fight to the death, and then bet."

"I think God Son seems to need Xianyuan, this is a good opportunity to earn Xianyuan." Gan Duo said.

"So it is." Jun Xiaoyao nodded.

He also understood that the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce wanted to take advantage of the popularity of Tiandaolou and make some money.

But Gan Duo was right, he really needed Xianyuan.

Now Jun Xiaoyao has only fifty Immortal Sources left in case of emergency.

"And I heard that the Son of God has a preference for slaves, and maybe he will be able to make the Son of God take his fancy." Gan Duo said with a flattering smile.

"Huh? Does this goddess have this special hobby?" Jun Xiaoyao looked sideways at Jun Linglong.

Jun Linglong gave Jun Xiaoyao a charming glance.

Do you have this hobby, do you have no idea in your heart?

"Cough... When?" Jun Xiaoyao coughed dryly, his face was not red, and his heart was not beating.

"Tomorrow night, and when the time comes, there will be other slaves from Immortal Domain." Gan Duo said.

"Other fairyland." Jun Xiaoyao's eyes brightened.

The Nine Heavens Immortal Territory is divided into nine heavens, and the Barren Heaven Immortal Territory is only one of the nine heavens.

For slaves from other immortal realms, Jun Xiaoyao is somewhat interested.

"I will go." Jun Xiaoyao said.

"Then I'll be waiting for the Son of God to drive." Gan Duo showed a happy expression.

His father, the president of Wanbao Chamber of Commerce, warned him to try his best to have a relationship with the god son of the Jun family.

Even if it is just a familiar sight, the benefits will be endless in the future.

He left very satisfied.

After he left, Jun Linglong smiled lightly and said, "Then the young master of Wanbao Chamber of Commerce is trying to gain a relationship with the son."

"It doesn't matter, as long as it's good for me." Jun Xiaoyao didn't care.

And at the same time.

A group of academy disciples with blood on their faces and embarrassed, knelt down and cried in front of the three of them.

It is the two saints and one saint of the academy.

"Master Holy Son, you must take revenge for us, the god son of the Jun family is too arrogant, and he did not take our Holy Spirit Academy in his eyes."

This time, the faces of these academy disciples have been humiliated.

"Stupid, no matter what Jun Xiaoyao is, it's not something you can provoke." The young man in black and white Taoist robe said coldly.

"I thought that the god son of the Jun family would be afraid of our Holy Spirit Academy, so..." The disciple of the academy muttered, and his voice became smaller and smaller.

"Okay, you are also asking for your own guilt, it's us, and you have to be cautious when dealing with Jun Xiaoyao." The luxurious young man shook his head.

As for the saint, Hua Xiqing, she blinked her beautiful eyes and became more and more curious about Jun Xiaoyao.

"Let's talk about this later. Tomorrow night, we will participate in the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce's martial arts meeting. As for Jun Xiaoyao, we will meet with him when the Tiandaolou opens." The black and white Taoist robe said.

Before, the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce also sent a deacon to invite them to participate in the Fighting Martial Arts Association.

...

Soon, the day passed.

In the eastern area of ​​the Holy Spirit City, there is a magnificent palace.

Jun Xiaoyao came here under the leadership of Gan Duo.

There was only Jun Linglong by his side.

"Son of God, please go to the VIP private room." Gan Duo personally led Jun Xiaoyao into the VIP private room.

From here, you can overlook the entire Douwuhui High Platform.

"I don't know if there are any slaves that I can see tonight." Jun Xiaoyao murmured.

He thought about it, so far, it seems that there is really no real follower.

Jun Linglong, strictly speaking, is his maid.

Jun Zhanjian, Jun Xuehuang, and Jun Wanjie were all in the sequence of the Jun family. Strictly speaking, they could not be regarded as his followers.

Wu Mingyue is more like a chess piece.

As for Bai Yu'er, she is a pure female slave.

"My father has the Eight God Kings, and among them, there is such an outstanding existence as Ah Jiu. I should also think about it and find a group of loyal followers." Jun Xiaoyao thought.

At this moment, there was a loud noise in the venue.

"Panwu Shenchao eldest princess has arrived!"

"Two saints and a saint from the Holy Spirit Academy also came."

"Fuck, that's the golden-winged Xiaopeng King of Jialou Holy Mountain!"

"Ye family's star king body, Ye Xingyun is also here."

"I am obedient, they are all big people..."

In the venue, many monks were surprised.

These arrogances that are rarely seen on weekdays are now appearing one after another.

"In the Yin-Yang Sect, the Holy Son of Yin-Yang, who is also the Holy Son of the Holy Spirit Academy, is really lucky to be able to meet the eldest princess today," said the young man in the black and white Taoist robe.

As the Holy Son who is respected by the two major forces, the Yin-Yang Holy Son carried a faint confidence in his tone.

However……

In front of this Autumn Water is divine jade and bone, and the beauty is like a dream, but she didn't even look at him, her expression was cold, and she passed by directly.

The Yin-Yang Holy Son's face stiffened, a little embarrassed.

On the side, Hua Xiqing covered her mouth and chuckled: "Anyway, she is also the eldest princess of the Immortal Dynasty, and her status is high, so it's normal to ignore you."

"That's right, it's me, Meng Lang." The Yin-Yang Holy Son smiled indifferently.

The princess of the immortal force, it is normal to have a high vision and a cold and arrogant personality.

On this side, Wu Mingyue went straight into a VIP private room after asking Gan Duo.

When I saw that person sitting on the armchair lightly, slender in white, and handsome like a fairy.

She couldn't bear it any longer and lay down beside Jun Xiaoyao's leg.

Like a cat that has been abandoned for a long time, he raised a heartwarming face and said, "Master, Mingyue has come to see you..." Recommended reading: "Reading Archives 2013"