In fact, Liu Jing had only seen the fat Taoist priest twice before.
So Liu Jing's memory is still stuck in the past.
The fat Taoist priest first went out to look for the black dog in a big way, and almost poisoned the black dog to death with the corpse poison. Therefore, the fat Taoist priest and the black dog had a life-or-death feud.
But times have changed, and Liu Jing didn't know that Black Dog and Fat Taoist had already cooperated, and even joined forces to dig the grave of the leader of the Jiuli Dynasty.
The world of cultivation is so big that it is normal for news to not circulate. However, Liu Jing and Heigou have a good relationship, so they do not hide their hostility towards the fat Taoist priest at all.
"Master, take down that fat Taoist priest and avenge my dog brother!"
Liu Jing's voice was deep and she gave positive suggestions.
"That fat Taoist priest has a good background."
Ye Qingfeng's body was covered with golden light and his eyes were bright. He did not follow Liu Jing's intention, but moved outside the illusion array and asked Tu Tianxi and what the fat Taoist priest was doing here.
"Hey, the little boss is finally out!"
With a smile on his face, Tu Tian hugged the Sky-Swallowing Magic Jar and greeted Ye Qingfeng warmly.
Ye Qingfeng wore a golden wreath on his head and said in a good mood: "Guess, my current level of cultivation?"
Tu Tian looked at Ye Qingfeng, who was like a flower fairy, with sparkling eyes, scratching his head deliberately, with a hint of teasing between elders and juniors, and guessed seriously:
"The third level of the Four Extremes Realm?"
Ye Qingfeng shook his head.
"Wow, could it be..." Tu Tian's eyes widened and he said in surprise, "Could it be the fourth level of the Four Extremes Realm?!"
If this is really the case, the speed of improvement is too terrifying! It is much faster than the saints and saints of those holy places.
Too!
Who is their little boss?!
There is no one in this world who is as talented as the little boss of his family!
In today's world, the geniuses of younger generations are already withering away, and the eldest son of his family is a worthy one.
And with the qualifications of the youngest eldest child in his family, even if he were born in the golden age, he would definitely be a dazzling new star.
"Haha, my little eldest son has the qualities of a great emperor!"
Tu Tian laughed wildly.
Only a little boss like this can control two imperial weapons at the same time!
"Who says it's not?"
Xihe agreed with a smile, turned to look at Ye Qingfeng who was wearing a golden wreath on his head, with surprise and affection flashing in his eyes. She gently rubbed her newly dyed long nails and told Ye Qingfeng what the fat Taoist had said and done in the past few days.
Breeze.
Xi He didn't have any hostility toward the fat Taoist priest, and his story didn't contain any personal emotions.
"And in my opinion," Xi He rubbed his long nails and suggested pertinently, "you can ask specifically what is going on. But little ancestor, you are not very experienced in the world, so don't be easily deceived."
"That's what I meant." Ye Qingfeng nodded, and with a slight nod, soft golden light flashed all over his body.
Xihe accepted the order with long bright red nails, and finally said lazily to the outside world:
"Fat Taoist, please explain clearly what you are doing here."
Hearing this, the fat Taoist priest wiped away his previous dejection and immediately became overjoyed.
He waited here for several days like a naughty dog, and finally someone paid attention to him!
The fat Taoist priest beamed with joy. He looked around and saw that there was no one around, then moved closer and then moved his lips. In an extremely fine voice, he carefully said three key words:
"Nanling, sea area, quasi-emperor."
The Nanling sea area is not surprising. There are sea areas in the five major regions.
And who exactly is the quasi-emperor?
Both Tu Tianxi and Tu Tianxi were puzzled, and they were also dissatisfied with the fat Taoist priest for deliberately trying to pass him off.
Throughout the ages, although there have been few great emperors, there have been many quasi-emperors, and there have been many quasi-emperors, even their names are lost in the long river of history.
The world is like this. The first is easy to remember, but the second is quickly forgotten, especially when there are many second ones in parallel at the same time.
Which of the quasi-emperors in history is not a foil to the great emperor? It is a shame and a pity.
"Damn fat man." Xihe rubbed his nails and even cursed in a lazy tone, "Isn't it my intention to amuse you? Xihe, grandma, please speak more clearly."
"It's clear enough!" Fatty Duan bent down, solemnly gave a Taoist salute, and said hurriedly, "You are not moved by that Heavenly Lord Wuliang and the tomb of that level?!"
Tu Tian cursed: "Damn fat man, tell me which quasi-emperor's tomb is, will you die?"
Duan De said anxiously: "The relationship is too big. If you ask Master Ye to come out, Pindao will tell you the truth!"
Xihe said lazily: "Tell your grandma Xihe, it's the same."
Tu Tian immediately agreed: "Your Xi and grandma are right!"
"No, there are forces behind you, and we cannot let you get there first!" Duan De is also a good man. He stiffened his neck and said firmly, "Let Master Ye come out! I want to make it clear in front of Master Ye."
"Haha, it seems that he is another liar with evil intentions!" Xihe's tone suddenly became sharp, and he shouted to Tu Tian across the mountain, "Tu jar, take down that damn fat man and put it into the sky-swallowing demon jar!"
Paint...the jar?!
Tu Tian's eyes widened, and he didn't bother to reply for the time being. He put on a fierce gangster face, hugged the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar, and took a step out of the mountain.
The dark mouth of the sky-swallowing demon jar was pointed at the fat Taoist priest Duan De.
"What...what's going on?"
Duan De was so anxious that he used the body of the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar to deal with him. Isn't this just like a flood that washed away the Dragon King Temple?
This is not okay!
"Don't be impatient, listen to me first!" Duan De quickly waved his hand, "Even if I make up a quasi-emperor name at random, it's hard for you to tell the truth from the false one. Why don't you let me see Master Ye first, and I'll tell her in detail
Explanation! If she still doesn’t believe it, ask her to send one of you to go with me to confirm."
Tu Tian held the magic jar in his arms, with a fierce and gangster look on his face, and said with a ferocious smile: "Why go to all the trouble, let's put you in the magic jar, and when you turn into an old man with a white beard, I can just search your soul!"
"That Heavenly Lord Wuliang! Why did you kill innocent people!" Duan De blushed anxiously.
Before he came here, he specifically inquired that Tu Tianxi and the two door gods, under the constraints of Ye Qingfeng, would only kill two types of people.
One is a person who actively crosses the boundary, and the other is a person who hides it poorly and exposes his evil intentions.
But the red-faced Duan De, who was waiting outside the mountain gate for his duty, was definitely not one of those two damned people!
Duan De gritted his teeth, really hating these two door gods who blocked the way and refused to pass on the message.
"explain!"
Xihe suddenly shouted, like thunder on dry land.
Duan De's scalp went numb, his eyes closed, and he was so entangled that he reluctantly uttered four words: "Eight Demon King!"
That immeasurable god!
He originally didn't want to reveal so much, but Tu Tian and Xi He, these two old guys, each had a mouth and kept talking, just like singing a double act, they were astonishingly oppressive.
Is it actually the Eight Demon Kings?
Although Tu Tianxi and He were shocked by the name of the Eight Demon Kings, they still had doubts about the words of the fat Taoist priest.