Yao Xian'er supported Master Yao and disappeared between the bamboo forest tiles. There was still fragrance remaining beside the stone table. Xihe looked at her back and asked leisurely: "What do the four elders think Xian'er?"

"The qualifications are excellent, but the time for practice is a little short! Without more than ten years, I am afraid it will be difficult to form the Yuan Dan." Taiwu was the length of four people. If he didn't speak, the other three people would never speak.

Xihe said: "This time the Dragon Clan sent an invitation to invite you to choose a son-in-law. I have already asked him to go!"

Tai Wuyi frowned and said, "Mrs. This is inappropriate!"

"oh?"

Tai Wu sighed: "Madam, the East China Sea Dragon Clan lives next to Taiyidao for tens of thousands of years. They can clearly understand the truth and reality of Taiyidao. Even if Long Yao has not read "Taiyi Dengtianlu", he is afraid that he can guess eight or nine points from this secret book. He will never marry his daughter to our Taiyidao!"

Xihe's face dimmed and said, "The dragon clan's constitution is extremely cold and yin, and is the best candidate for practicing "Xihe Dragon Control Art". If you can really take a dragon girl as your wife, maybe you won't have to harm the mortal women in the future!"

"Who would be willing to sacrifice himself and achieve others? This thought of Madam is ultimately false." Tai Wu has an extremely rich life experience and has an extremely thorough view of human nature. This sentence hits the nail on the head!

Xihe murmured to himself: "If it weren't for the pursuit of Hao'er that delayed us too much time, it wouldn't have delayed me until three years ago to accept disciples. Everything was a coincidence!"

When everyone mentioned Taihao, they sighed endlessly. They didn't know how to comfort Xihe.

East China Sea Dragon Palace.

Two people stood quietly at the railing surrounded by a circle of blood corals. Longfeng and Long Yao's body shapes were almost the same, but the feeling was far different. Long Yao seemed to be a steep mountain range under the sea, while Longfeng was a swaying water plant.

Long Yao gently patted the railing and said calmly: "So, is Taiyidao's people also here?"

"Yes, Father, it's Taiyi!"

"Hehe, Taiyidao, I really don't know how they have survived for so many years! But it's really stupid to dare to come and hit my daughter."

Long Feng didn't understand Long Yao's meaning. Although there was only one person in each generation, it could be passed down for tens of thousands of years. How could it not have potential power? Long Feng would never believe it. He hesitated for a moment and asked, "The father's meaning is..."

"Let him go! Taiyi Dao's eyes are very high, and this time he asked him to know what there is heaven beyond heaven and there are people outside of man. Besides, even if he wins, can Zhu'er really marry him?" Long Yao said indifferently.

When Long Zhuer was lifted, Long Feng's head began to hurt.

Although Long Feng is the third son of the Dragon King, his two brothers have always ignored the affairs of the Dragon Palace. Long Feng is the next generation of Dragon King. This has long been a consensus in the East China Sea, but he has no choice but to face Long Zhuer.

Long Feng knew the purpose of Long Yao's marriage selection meeting this time, and only showed the outside world the Dragon Palace's strict and neutral attitude, so these visitors were destined to return empty-handed.

Suddenly, an idea broke into Long Feng's mind. Perhaps, if someone could really subdue Long Zhu'er, then Long Feng would definitely be extremely grateful and would not hesitate to do anything about it. However, even Long Yao could not help with Long Zhu, let alone others? Then, Long Feng threw away this ridiculous idea.

"Father, a disciple of Kunwu Jianzhai has been stumbled around like a thief in the past three days, afraid that he would be planning to be ill-intentioned!" When talking about Tang Cheng, Long Feng was obviously very dissatisfied. He completely thought the Dragon Palace was his backyard. In addition to a few forbidden areas, Tang Cheng almost looked at the Dragon Palace, but they were still angry.

Hearing Long Feng's dissatisfaction, Long Yao burst into tears and shook his head and said, "Feng'er, what can he plan? Now you don't have to worry about him. No matter what treasure we gave in the end, I will go to Kunlun Mountain to find the head of Jianzhai to ask for the return. Speaking of which, I haven't been drinking a cup of Yunjian tea from Kunlun Mountain for hundreds of years. I really miss you! I wonder if Ming Ye is still so stingy?"

Kunlun Mountain.

Jianzhai, clouds and mist.

True Man Kumu and True Man Ming Ye stared at the three cups of tea on the table without eye contact, waiting for the moment when the soup stopped boiling. When the last bubble in the paper-thin porcelain cup disappeared, the two of them reached out to grab the table like lightning.

In the blink of an eye, the winner has been decided.

True Man Ku Mu smiled bitterly with twice the tea, but True Man Ming Ye smiled proudly as if he had stole a chicken. There was an empty cup in front of him, and the other cup was being held in his hand.

"Senior brother, your skills are not inferior to those days. But, this kind of sin is a great sin!" Master Kumu was very unwilling to accept it and asked him to hold him accountable.

In order to calm the disputes between monks from all walks of life in Kunlun Mountain, or to send them back to their hometown, Master Kumu made great efforts. He used this as a reason to blackmail Mingye Zhenren two cups of Yunjian tea.

Mingye Zhenren was very unwilling to accept it, so he proposed a method of competition. This trick he tried again and again, and Zhenren Kumu never won. Yunjian Tea is a very strange tea tree. It does not grow in soil or mountains, but grows in the nine heavenly winds. Its huge roots breathe vital energy, so the fragrance of tea surrounds the beam for three months, making it the best magical tea.

Of course, those who can pick tea in the Nine Heavens Gangfeng are not Yuanshen cultivators. Even monks in the Yuandan realm dare not enter and exit the Nine Heavens Gangfeng at will.

The nine-day gale wind stretches for billions of miles. Looking for tea trees in it is not much better than finding needles in a haystack. Therefore, the only way to pick Yunjian tea is luck.

When Mingye Zhenren's soul was first formed, he usually found two tea trees, and it happened to be the season for picking tea leaves. After that time, the tea picked was more than half a pound.

However, over the past few years, only a few cents of weight remained. Every time tea is cooked, Mingye Zhenren felt distressed for a long time. These three cups of tea are like cutting flesh.

"Of course, otherwise, how could I be my senior brother?" Zhenye Zhen gave a cheap price and couldn't help but show off.

"Senior brother, how do you plan to solve the problem of Leiyin Temple? I won't just let it go!" After the tea was completely gone, Master Kumu talked about the serious matter.

Zhenren Mingye sneered and said, "The soldiers come to block the generals, and the water comes to cover the soil! The affairs of the eldest brother are your and mine, and the affairs of Kunwu Jianzhai! We will accompany you to the end if you want to provoke him!"

True Man Kumu smiled slightly and said, "Senior Brother is still proud of that time!"

"The tiger's minions have been hiding for too long, and the fox will think it is vegetarian!" The two looked at each other and smiled. At this moment, the gate of Jianzhai was pushed open.

The two turned their heads and saw Ming Yue looking at Ming Ye Zhenren with a dim expression, and whispered: "Disciple has seen Master, uncle!" As soon as he finished speaking, he fell to the ground.

The true man Ming Ye's face turned pale. Before Ming Yue could face the ground, he had already hugged her and fluttered. He put Ming Yue on the soft couch and looked at him briefly. He was immediately anxious, shocked and angry!

Mingyue's injuries were very serious, and the Yuan Dan was dim and dull.

Mingyue was injured by someone and did not have a moment of rest. He traveled with the long distance with the escape light, and the injury caused him to look like he is now. Mingyue has always been treated like a daughter by Mingye Zhenren. At this moment, when excited, Mingye Zhenren's hands were trembling. Kumu Zhenren was silent.

Mingyue has always taken the role model of the true man Wangyou as an example. Like the old Taoist, he did not carry a little spiritual medicine except for a flying sword. Otherwise, why would this happen?

"It's all because of that sloppy old Taoist." Zhenren Mingye was already speaking without hesitation.

Zhenren Mingye took out a wounded medicine, and shattered it with a snap, and the fragrance of medicine overflowed. With a wave of his hand, the spiritual medicine slowly dissolved into Mingyue's body like clouds.

After a while, Mingyue woke up slowly. As soon as he saw Mingye Zhenren beside him, Mingyue immediately asked, "Master, can you really break all the methods with one sword?"

Ming Ye and Ku Mu looked at each other. Ming Yue’s problem was much more serious than they thought. Ming Yue, like Zhenren Wangyou, had never practiced any kind of magic, and had only fought against enemies with one flying sword. If he even lost his belief in breaking all things with one sword, then the sword cultivator would have no future.

"Of course!" Zhenren Mingye said it firmly and thunderously.

Ming Yue sighed lightly and said, "Is that true? This time in the South China Sea, my disciples met three demon clans..." Ming Yue slowly arrived in detail his experience in the South China Sea, and there was no miss in any battle with Mr. Gui.
Chapter completed!