Gu Xuan and Qiongfeng Sage sat opposite each other.
The Blood Ancestor was hanging upside down on the pavilion, with the corners of his mouth trembling slightly.
Gu Xuan looked at the stone table in front of him, and the corners of his mouth were trembling slightly.
"Is this what you call good wine and good food?"
Gu Xuan pointed at the stone table angrily, feeling that his intelligence had been greatly insulted.
On the stone table, there were only two cups of tea and a plate of peanuts.
There are only twenty peanuts at most.
The poor and fearful saint was stroking his beard. He didn't care about Gu Xuan's anger. He shook his head and said:
"Of course, if you don't believe me, look at this tea cup and saucer."
Gu Xuan looked intently and saw the word "good wine" written on the tea cup.
On the plate, there are two words "good food" written on it.
Gu Xuan pointed to the tea ceremony: "Even if you insist on saying that this dish is a good dish and this wine is a good wine, can you at least get a glass of real wine?
At least this way, I won't feel like you're insulting my intelligence."
The poor and fearful saint gave Gu Xuan a disdainful look.
"Have you never heard of tea instead of wine? You are really uneducated. He must be the greatest alchemy emperor in history and the most illiterate in history. Hmph!"
Gu Xuan's face was covered with black lines, and he had the urge to vomit blood.
If he hadn't considered that he couldn't beat the old man in front of him, he would have really wanted to beat him up.
Picking up the "good wine", Gu Xuan drank it all in one gulp.
"Okay, I'll drink this glass of 'good wine'!"
Gu Xuan looked indifferent, this old man was really annoying.
Snap.
Gu Xuan placed the cup heavily back on the stone table. With a glance, he noticed an imperceptible smile flashing across the corner of the poor saint's lips.
Gu Xuan's pupils shrank.
Although the smile on the corner of the poor saint's mouth was very slight and disappeared in a flash, Gu Xuan knew very well that he had indeed seen it.
Then, everything just happened can be explained.
This old man is actually deliberately making himself angry?
"Damn, I almost got tricked! This old man deliberately made me angry. Is he looking for an opportunity to drive me away?
Or just piss me off?
Has he already guessed the purpose of my coming here?
Huh, if you want to drive me away, there is no way!"
After Gu Xuan snorted coldly in his heart, the gloom on his originally gloomy face gradually disappeared, replaced by a smile like a spring breeze.
The corner of the poor and fearful saint's mouth trembled imperceptibly, and his heart was pounding.
"Let me go, this saint insults you like this? You don't even walk away?
If you don't just walk away, you should at least get angry and say something to the saint, giving the saint a chance to get angry and walk away!"
The poor and fearful saint is very puzzled. Could it be that today's Gu Xuan has changed his gender?
When did you become so easy to talk to?
Someone pushed my IQ to the ground and rubbed it, and yet I still had a happy expression on my face?
Masochist huh?
For a time, the poor and fearful saint could not figure out Gu Xuan's routine.
But just a moment later, his expression changed slightly.
"I'm going to go and I won't leave despite all the squeeze. This guy has big plans this time!"
No, no matter what he says, I cannot agree to it."
"Hahaha, so proud!"
Even the poor and fearful saint drank the "good wine" in one gulp.
After drinking the "wine", the poor and fearful saint stopped talking. Anyway, he had already made up his mind. No matter what Gu Xuan wanted to do, he would not agree to it.
This way, you won't fall into the pit.
Things related to the "Water Bodhisattva" must not be mentioned, otherwise, God knows what kind of tricks Gu Xuan will give birth to.
The poor and fearful saint has seen the abilities of the ancient Xuanyin people, and is constantly thinking in his mind to strengthen his "spiritual defense".
Both of them looked at each other and smiled, and the atmosphere suddenly became weird.
The Blood Ancestor flapped his wings a few times in an attempt to break the weird atmosphere, but of course, failed.
In the pavilion, the birds were silent, and you could hear the drop of a needle.
Almost at this moment, three junior Saint Realm warriors from Danyu and Yingtian Sect flew outside the gate from far to near and stopped.
"We are the elders of the Central Yuan Domain's centenarian group. Please invite the Guxuan Sect Master to come out and speak?"
The three of them were far apart. As soon as they landed on the ground, one of them started talking, and his voice shook the sky.
A powerful aura emerged from the three of them, as if they were deliberately demonstrating their strength.
At the same time, the three of them looked wary, as if they had entered some dangerous place.
If you observe carefully, you will find that the hands of these three people are still shaking slightly.
It is simply a wonder that a dignified novice warrior in the Holy Realm can have his hands trembling, even when there are no enemies and no battles.
Whoosh!
Several rays of light flew out from Yingtian Sect.
"alert!"
The elder in the middle suddenly changed his face slightly, and the three of them simultaneously surged with turbulent energy, and each of them lit up with a light shield.
Obviously, some defensive spirit treasure was activated.
The people who flew out from the Yingtian Sect were none other than Mo Jingyun, Zi Lao, Elder Chuan Gong and other senior officials of the Yingtian Sect.
"Where did this happen?"
When several people saw that the three holy realm beginner warriors not far away had even activated defensive spirit treasures, they couldn't help but be stunned.
What is this operation?
Do you really think that the energy in your body is free of charge?
"I am Mo Jingyun, my master is not in the sect.
If you three have something to do, just tell me?"
Hearing this, two of the three centenarians heaved a sigh of relief.
It's good that Gu Xuan is not here.
That devil first killed Holy Son Shui Wuque and then Elder An Ruyi, but he didn't even have any trouble, and he also had the support of people from the Ouyang family.
Of course, these are not the main point. The main point is that even the Tuan Lao admires him very much and even now wants to let him join the Zhongyuan Domain and become the successor of Holy Son Shui Wuque.
If a monster like this were unhappy and attacked the three of them, they wouldn't even have a place to cry.
Seeing the other two people looking relieved, the leader's expression changed and he said angrily:
"You two idiots, don't let down your guard. God knows whether what he says is true or false. He is Gu Xuan's disciple. Can you believe what he says?"
When the other two heard this, they broke into a cold sweat and hurriedly stepped up their guard.
Mo Jingyun: "..."
The dignified elder of Zhongyuan Realm's centenarian group was actually frightened like this by his master. Should he be so cowardly, should he be so embarrassed by Zhongyuan Realm?
"No, that's not right. The elders of the Centennial Council will not be so timid. I'm afraid there is some fraud involved!"
Mo Jingyun immediately became alert.
The leading centurion elder threw a token.
"Don't be surprised. Next, this is an order to reward good and punish evil.
After receiving this token, you, Ying Tianzong, must attend the Zhongyuan Domain birth ceremony.
When the time comes, just bring this token to participate. If you are absent..."
When the leader of the centenarian group said this, he stopped talking with his familiar threatening words.
He swallowed and patted his chest. It was so dangerous that he almost died.
Before they came, they and the elders of the Hundred Elders Group had made a summary. The devil Gu Xuan was very evil. When he arrived at Yingtian Sect, he must not say or do the wrong things, otherwise, he would be seeking death.
Especially if you threaten Ying Tianzong or Gu Xuan, you can't say it. If you say it, you may not be able to go back.
Mo Jingyun naturally couldn't guess this. He took the token and saw that the other party hadn't finished speaking, so he asked doubtfully: