Although the two were slandering Wang Mang at first, after Wang Mang helped them.

The attitude of these two people towards Wang Mang was also much kinder.

After listening to Shenyuan Boyang's introduction, Wang Mang was a little surprised.

Originally, he thought that among the nine clans of the abyss, the strength of the nine clans were all on par.

But judging from the information in the mouth of Abyss Bo Yang.

The polarization of the various sub-clans of the Abyss Nine Clans is very serious.

At this time, Abyss Xuanming who was standing beside him interjected:

"The nine sub-clans of the Abyss Nine Clans are divided according to their overall strength."

"The contempt chain of the nine clans in the abyss is."

"The first group looks down on the second group, the second group looks down on the third group, and so on!"

From their expressions, there was no trace of anxiety.

Obviously resigned to fate.

Hearing this, Wang Mang couldn't help but feel speechless for a while, the three of them were at the bottom of the co-author.

But the two guys around him seem to be quite optimistic.

Obviously, Lin Yu told him what happened today.

Seeing the driver's actions, Wang Mang smiled.

Just as Wang Mang and the three of them were walking on the road, Wang Mang saw the driver at the market.

The other party also saw him, and immediately the coachman lowered his head and pretended not to see Wang Mang.

"Don't worry too much about the rankings, the competition of the General Clan is more intense than you can imagine."

When the former Abyss Bo Yanggang participated in the general clan competition, he also dreamed of winning the first place and bringing glory to his clan.

At this time, Abyss Bo Yang on the side said to Wang Mang:

"Fellow Daoist Wang Mang, this is your first time participating in the General Clan Competition."

Apparently for Wang Mang, Shenyuan Boyang felt that he was the same person as himself.

That's why he discouraged Wang Mang.

But the reality is cruel, years of being at the bottom has shattered his desire to compete for the first place.

Now he has accepted his fate.

He wants to become the strongest person, if he can't even win a clan competition, why is he talking about being the strongest.

For a moment, the three of them fell silent.

"Ha ha."

Wang Mang laughed dryly and did not respond to Abyss Bo Yang's advice.

"I suggest that we go to Tianxiao Pavilion for another drink."

"Haha, I think it will work!"

Looking at the somewhat heavy atmosphere, Shen Yuan Xuanming said:

"Okay, let's not mention these, in order to celebrate fellow Taoist Wang Mang's joining the Abyss Nine Clans."

Later, under the leadership of the two, Wang Mang arrived at the Tianxiao Pavilion they mentioned.

A luxurious attic is brightly lit, and people come and go.

Hearing Shen Yuan Xuanming's proposal, Shen Yuan Bo Yang also quickly answered.

Seeing such enthusiastic two people, Wang Mang did not refuse.

Rows of tables and chairs are full of people.

They all looked at Wang Mang and the three of them.

The door plaque is engraved with three big characters Tianxiao Pavilion.

As the three of them entered, the noisy Tianxiao Pavilion suddenly became quiet.

"It's been a long time since you two come here."

"By the way, who is this?"

At this time, a guy saw Abyss Bo Yang and the others, and immediately stepped forward to greet them and said:

"Isn't this the Patriarch of the Seventh Young Master and the Patriarch of the Ninth Young Master?"

Abyss Bo Yang on the side opened his mouth and said:

"This is the young patriarch of the Eight Clans, so hurry up and prepare for the seventh-level middle-grade spirit bar."

Looking at Wang Mang, the guy asked cautiously.

He knew that those who could be with these two people were definitely not ordinary people.

"Let's prepare for the little ones, and the masters will sit down."

After speaking, he hurried to the back kitchen.

Hearing this, the guy immediately said respectfully:

"It turned out to be the Patriarch of the Eight Young Masters, disrespect and disrespect."

"Fellow Daoist Wang Mang, why did you hide in a corner when you attended the banquet at Lingyun Pavilion?"

Aside, the silent Abyss Xuanming also looked at Wang Mang.

Looking at the buddy who was leaving, Shenyuan Boyang and the two greeted Wang Mang to find a place to sit down.

While waiting for the buddy to serve wine, Abyss Bo Yang curiously asked Wang Mang:

Hearing Wang Mang's answer, the two looked at each other with some doubts.

Then Abyss Xuanming said;

Hearing this, Wang Mang was embarrassed, but truthfully told the situation:

"I didn't receive the invitation, so I sneaked in to join in the fun."

But for some reason he didn't get the invitation.

At this moment, the guy came over with several jars of spirit wine.

"Lingtian Pavilion Master seems to have sent invitation letters to all nine clans."

Hearing this, Wang Mang immediately understood, and the co-author invited him.

"You guys have all the wine, and this side dish is to make amends for the Patriarch of the Eighth Young Master."

"Several take it easy."

After putting down several jars of spiritual wine, he put a plate of side dishes on Wang Mang's table.

Also said:

They were placed in front of Wang Mang and Shen Yuan Xuan Ming in turn.

Then Abyss Bo Yang shouted:

After speaking, he left.

Looking at the jars of spiritual wine, Abyss Bo Yang held up the jars of wine with great strength.

Afterwards, Abyss Xuanming also started to act.

Looking at the two of them, Wang Mang felt a little helpless, and imitated the two of them and began to drink heavily.

"Dry!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he picked up a jar of spiritual wine and poured it into his mouth.

"That's right, it's better to let my son be the young patriarch."

"Who says no, who is beside them?"

Seeing the movement of the three, the guests on the side seemed to whisper:

"These two wastes have the title of young patriarch and don't practice hard. They come here to drink every day."

"Hmph! These trash are still piled up."

...

"I don't know, maybe it's the second generation ancestor who is just eating and waiting to die."

"It seems that I heard that he is the young patriarch of the Eight Clans who has just joined."

The two of them didn't seem to hear, they drank the spiritual wine on their own.

Wang Mang couldn't help shaking his head for a while, and sure enough, the person pretending to be asleep couldn't wake up no matter what.

The people around looked at the three of them with contempt. In their eyes, Wang Mang and the others were **** who took up resources and didn't work hard.

With Wang Mang's cultivation base, they can hear clearly, but when Wang Mang looked at Abyss Bo Yang and the others.

They have always had ambitions in their hearts.

But what's the use.

Then the two of them seemed to have guessed what Wang Mang was thinking, and their faces turned ugly for a moment.

But immediately became gloomy again.

Those few are like mountains, which can never be surpassed.

They tried hard once, but over time they felt hopeless and numb.

No matter how hard they try, they can't catch up with the previous young patriarchs~lightnovelpub.net~ No matter in terms of talent or strength, they are not as good as the previous young patriarchs.

Just when the three of them had their own concerns.

A strange, discordant voice sounded:

So far they have been completely screwed up.

Seeing the decadent two people, Wang Mang has already made a judgment in his heart.

"Hey, aren't these two young patriarchs?"

"This time with a newcomer."

"I heard that the General Clan Competition of the Abyss Nine Clans is about to start, the two of you are still so busy!"

"That's right, anyway, if you two trash go, you will be at the bottom."

Following the prestige, a young man in a blue Taoist robe with a gloomy face looked at Wang Mang and the three of them and said mockingly.