Chapter 2588 (1/2)

Shen Lang came to the top of the main peak of Tianyin mountain, carrying a long jade box on his back.

The entrance of the school has been opened. Many maids dressed in fresh and elegant clothes are welcoming the monks who come to the ceremony and attend the election ceremony.

Shen Lang was also led to the square of the main peak of Tianyin mountain by a pretty maid.

The square is tens of thousands of meters around, and the ground is covered with special white crystal, gorgeous and bright.

Looking around, the square is full of seats, which is almost like an open-air auction venue.

The first two rows of seats are white jade, which are special seats for monks during the Mahayana period.

The maid led Shen Lang to the front seat. Shen Lang sat down at random and asked the maid to leave.

He came early. The square was sparsely populated and chatted with each other in groups of three or two.

Shen Lang doesn't want to reveal his identity, so he just keeps his eyes closed in his seat. In this way, even the monks who are not familiar with Shen Lang can't disturb him.

Not long after he sat down, the young man in white also came to the seat in front of him and sat down not far away from the waves.

Like Shen Lang, the white robed youth began to keep their eyes closed.

Shen Lang can't help glancing at the white robed youth. It's not because of anything else. He feels that the breath inside the white robed youth is too violent and powerful, which makes his blood spirit immortal body inexplicably feel dangerous.

White robed youth seems to feel Shen Lang's eyes, and he also opens the eyes of Danfeng, and glares at Shen lang. Feng Mou has an amazing evil spirit and chill, which seems to warn him not to look at him more.

Shen Lang hurriedly took back his eyes, thinking that it was really strange.

Although this man only had the early cultivation of Mahayana, he gave himself a sense of extreme danger. It's better not to provoke him.

Shen Lang is too lazy to think too much. He keeps his eyes closed and waits for the election meeting to begin.

A little bit of time passed.

There are more and more friars in the square. At first, the few friars in Linlang city and canglan city came to see the ceremony.

No matter who Zhong Wangu and Tenglong married Lingyin fairy, they all need to give gifts. This point of face still needs to be given.

”The deputy leader of Linlang city is here!”

With a loud voice, the square was suddenly quiet.

I saw Zhong Wangu, deputy leader of Linlang City, leading 20 leaders of Linlang city to count the number of times, which was a great show.

In order to choose his son-in-law this time, Zhong Wangu has made great efforts. In order to prove sincerity, today not only brought a great gift, but also called most of the house owners of Linlang city to support themselves.

Shen Lang only glanced at it and found that silver dust and blood Kui were also there. It seems that master Mingshan didn't come.

Zhong Wangu, together with many Mahayana lords, came to the front of the square and said in a high voice: ”it's rare for us to have such a grand event in the burial desert, so let's get together. Today, regardless of the gratitude and resentment between Linlang city and canglan City, whoever supports Zhongmou will remember Zhongmou and make friends in the future! ”

”Certainly!”

”We will support vice mayor Zhong!”

”Ha ha, I hope vice mayor Zhong can hold the beauty back.”

Many of the sanxiu in the lower part of Linlang city have responded to Zhong Wanggu. They usually hang out in Linlang city. Naturally, they need to say something good.

Some of the scattered repairs in canglan city actually responded to Zhong Wangu.

In fact, in order to achieve this goal, Zhong Wangu would not hesitate to buy some canglan city loose repair, let them support themselves in the election meeting.

”Why, vice mayor Zhong is really in a good mood today!”

Outside the square, a loud voice of mockery came. Teng long, the little Lord of canglan City, led a large number of canglan City lords to the square.

Teng long is a strong man with gray armor and black scales on his skin. He looks ugly.

He is not a friar of human race, but a demon cultivator. He is a kind of sub subordinate true spirit named ”ancient dragon”. He inherits a weak blood line of a real dragon, and his strength is no less than that of Zhong Wangu.