Six hundred and seventieth chapters get the master
The head can be cut off, but the hairstyle cannot be messed up!
The young master of Jiange looked at his messy hair and really wanted to be angry.
However, when he saw the White Tiger True Spirit in his hand, he finally decided to swallow his anger.
"Thank you, old man!" The young master of the Jiange Pavilion thanked Xiao Yun. He felt a little depressed. He had been touched on the head for a long time and finally had to thank others. It was really unpleasant.
"Good boy, there's no need to be too polite, just change your sacrifice to a spirit. I hope I can see you reach the peak of the Great Sage before I die, and I will reward you with this monster spirit in vain.
"Xiao Yun waved his hands and said kindly, with soft and friendly eyes.
Hearing this, the Young Pavilion Master of Jiange felt his nose was a little sore and his heart felt a little uncomfortable. The old man in front of him could have a drink and chat with the ancestor of the war. Even if he was younger than the ancestor of the war, he would probably have a long life.
It seems that I have misunderstood this old senior. Maybe in the eyes of the other person, I am really just a child.
Just like when I see my grandchildren, I want to touch their heads every time. It turns out that this is a habit of the older generation.
The Young Pavilion Master of Jiange thanked Xiao Yun again and retreated behind Lei Zhan.
Lei Zhan and Xiao Yun continued to enter the sword pavilion, and this time he was more respectful and polite to Xiao Yun.
This old man is really a good man. Not only did he give him the imperial weapon, but he also gave his son the top ten sacred beasts and true spirits.
Where in the world are there such good people?
To be honest, Lei Zhan himself was touched. He now doubted whether he was the illegitimate son of the old man in front of him. Bah, bah, bah, how could I think so.
Lei Zhan quickly gave up the unrealistic thoughts in his mind and personally led the way, inviting Xiao Yun to enter the sword pavilion and arrive at the palace where Lei Zhan lived.
Xiao Yun had also been to this palace before, when he was still a junior and asked Lei Zhan for advice on swordsmanship.
However, this time, he had become a 'senior' and was respectfully invited in by Lei Zhan.
Sure enough, things are impermanent!
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Inside the palace.
Xiao Yun and Lei Zhan were sitting opposite each other, and the young master of the Jiange Pavilion was making tea for them respectfully. The fragrance of the tea was refreshing, and the tea water was filled with fairy spirit. This was obviously not an ordinary tea, but a kind of spiritual tea.
After all, it was something that the quasi-emperor came to entertain people, so it was naturally extraordinary, so Lei Zhan would usually skip drinking it.
"Good tea!" Xiao Yun praised it after drinking it. It was indeed very good.
Lei Zhan on the opposite side smiled slightly proudly, but quickly restrained himself. After all, the old man in front of him was able to sing wine with Zhan Ancestor back then. What good thing has he not tried?
The opponent didn't even pay attention to the imperial soldiers, let alone a mere spiritual tea.
"Senior, it is said that you guided Ao Shuiyao from Wanjian Villa in just one day, and you were able to make her defeat the two peerless geniuses Li Xiaoxuan and Ye Juetian. This junior is really impressed.
" Lei Zhan said.
The Young Pavilion Master of Jiange, who was pouring tea for Xiao Yun next to him, couldn't help but tremble when he heard this.
Xiao Yun's advice about Ao Shuiyao's defeat of Li Xiaoxuan and Ye Juetian had already spread throughout the Eastern Wasteland, shocking many people.
The Young Pavilion Master of Jiange also heard about this, but he did not expect that the old man in front of him was actually Dugu Wudi, the ancestor of the Dugu family.
No wonder he could give himself a true spirit of one of the top ten mythical beasts. This old man has lived for who knows how many years and must have collected a lot of good things.
"Senior, please have tea!"
The Young Pavilion Master of Jiange could not help but become more respectful, and poured tea for Xiao Yun with a fawning look on his face.
"Good boy!" Xiao Yun touched the head of the young master of the Sword Pavilion again, with a kind look on his face.
The Young Pavilion Master of Jiange no longer feels uncomfortable. He feels that it is normal. After all, in the eyes of the other party, he is just like his grandson.
"You said that girl Ao Shuiyao, I was also happy to see Lie Xin, so I gave her guidance for a day.
"
Xiao Yun looked at Lei Zhan across from him and said with a blank expression: "As for the two little kids Li Xiaoxuan and Ye Juetian, I don't have a good impression of the Ye family and Taichu Holy Land, so I just want to teach them a lesson with the help of Ao Shuiyao.
"
"Senior is truly my confidant!"
Lei Zhan heard this and said quickly: "Actually, this junior doesn't have a good impression of the Ye family and Taichu Holy Land.
"
He didn't deceive Xiao Yun by saying this, he meant it sincerely.
After all, Jiange is located in the Eastern Barren, and the entire Eastern Barren is dominated by the Ye family. Whether it is recruiting disciples or developing its power, Jiange will inevitably compete with the Ye family, and is naturally suppressed by the Ye family.
As for the Holy Land of Taichu, although Lei Zhan had cooperated with Gu Shenyi back then, it was only a temporary cooperation.
Moreover, not long ago, he was defeated by Gu Tianyi. Not only did he lose face, but he also faced the crisis of being preempted by Gu Tianyi to preach. It is strange that he has a good impression of the Holy Land of Taichu.
Not to mention, the Dugu Qiubai who destroyed their sword pavilion and insulted his son with urine was a disciple of Taichu Holy Land.
Thinking of this, Lei Zhan couldn't help but look at Xiao Yun opposite him and said, "Senior, I heard that Gu Tianyi is about to return from the Imperial Road, and he seems to be preparing to take action against the Holy Land of Chaos. Will senior intervene in this matter?"
Xiao Yundan glanced at Lei Zhan. He didn't know if Lei Zhan was testing him. After all, his words were full of favorable impressions of the Holy Land of Chaos, but he had a bad feeling for the Holy Land of Taichu.
However, Xiao Yun was obviously prepared. Hearing this, he said calmly: "Although Zhan Ancestor and I have some friendship, we are not familiar with Chaos Holy Land. If Zhan Ancestor is still alive, maybe I will help Chaos Holy Land.
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"However, Dugu Baitian, the Qilin son of our Dugu family, seems to be close to the Holy Land of Chaos, and he may go to help the Holy Land of Chaos.
"
Xiao Yun answered very calmly. As a Taoist who is nearing the end of his life, he has seen through everything and acted out this transcendent state of mind.
Lei Zhan no longer had any doubts in his heart. He smiled at Xiao Yun and said, "Senior Dugu Baitian has also heard of it. It is said that he has already reached the peak of the Great Sage and is a great genius in our swordsmanship. For the Dugu family to have such a son, senior
It can be considered that there are successors.
"
"Yes, senior, Dugu Baitian is indeed an amazing swordsman genius. He can control the emperor's path and fight fiercely with those supreme bodies without losing.
"The young master of the Jiange Pavilion next to him also praised.
"Hahaha……"
Xiao Yun touched the white beard on his chin and laughed loudly, and said with some relief on his face: "Baitian is the Qilin'er of our Dugu family. His performance now is quite remarkable, and it's not in vain that I paid attention to him when he was young.
I gave him guidance at times.
"
Lei Zhan and the young master of the Jiange could not help but look at each other, and they suddenly realized that it was no wonder that fool Dugu Baitian was so good. It turned out that he had been pointed out by this old senior.
Just look at Ao Shuiyao and it will become clear. This old man, Dugu Wudi, has probably reached the pinnacle of mentoring people.
Thinking of this, the Young Pavilion Master of Jiange looked at Xiao Yun with fiery eyes and said respectfully: "Senior is really awesome. I wonder if this junior will be lucky enough to get guidance from senior?"
Lei Zhan also kept a close eye on Xiao Yun. He also hoped that his son could get the other person's guidance and take over his class.
After all, he, Lei Zhan, is not young anymore, and once he fails to achieve enlightenment, he is likely to fall. Who can control Jiange at that time?
Even if there is an imperial weapon, without the strength of a quasi-emperor, it will be difficult to protect the sword pavilion.
After all, Jiange is different from other holy places. Other holy places not only have imperial soldiers, but most importantly, they have protective formations arranged by the emperor to prevent enemy invasion.
The sword pavilion does not have such a powerful formation and cannot stop the enemy's invasion.