"Are you ready? Ancestor's best friend is coming soon."
"Master Zhao, even if all of the birds and beasts brought back by our ancestors are dead, they are difficult to deal with, especially that giant bull. Even the warriors in our family who have reached the Grandmaster level can barely cut them open with a knife.
open."
"It's natural. The ancestor is a god-like figure. The ones hunted this time are all refined birds and beasts, and that giant bull is an existence of the great demon level. It occupies one place and is known as the water god."
"But……"
"You don't have to worry about the things I'm dealing with. I'll do the work myself, but in other respects, you can't make any mistakes. As the best cook within hundreds of miles, you should have cooking skills worthy of your reputation. The person you're hosting this time is
Ancestor's best friend, a person like an immortal, the delicacies you cooked were served on the table of the two immortals, and you became famous from then on. Your reputation is so great that you will be respected by others for the rest of your life."
"Don't worry, Master, I will go all out for such a banquet!"
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The inner courtyard of the Zhao family.
I saw an old man, wearing a light-colored robe, with his temples tied up, holding a compass, observing the sky and moving himself.
He is waiting for the distinguished guests to arrive.
At that time, the opponent was still at the Dao Seal level. He fought with others and was defeated and fled. He was seriously injured. When he arrived at this place, he saw that he was very popular, so he gave him a low-quality healing elixir.
Unexpectedly, this person was actually an inner disciple of the Zhenyuan Sect who was traveling abroad.
Less than ten years later, this person really emerged, refined the golden elixir, and became a true disciple.
After another fifteen years, the golden elixir has been sharpened to the upper level and he has become a figure at the top of the list of outstanding people. There is also hope for Zhenxuan in the future.
Whether it is this person's cultivation level, this person's background, or this person's future prospects, they are not comparable to an old person like him.
Due to the limitations of his skills, although he could condense the golden elixir, it was difficult to stabilize it and could not bear the seal of Zhenxuan.
In this life, it would have been difficult for him to go any further.
But now this true disciple of Zhenyuan Sect has given him hope to go further.
Even though he can't reach the sky in one step and achieve Zhenxuan, it can further stabilize his golden elixir.
Taking a hundred steps back, even if he really has no future and dies in a few years, the Zhao family can build a relationship with the Zhenyuan Sect, and the descendants will be taken care of.
Even the descendants of his Zhao family may not have no hope of entering the Zhenyuan Sect.
How many ordinary casual monks, even real people at the Golden Core level, can be compared with the disciples of the Zhenyuan Sect? How many of them can make friends with such outstanding true disciples?
Unknowingly, this is also his old man's support.
Precisely for this reason, he did not dare to be negligent in the slightest.
Hearing that the third true successor of the Zhenyuan Sect was about to arrive, he spent more than a month in advance and searched for all kinds of heavenly and earthly treasures, as well as all kinds of birds and beasts that could become spirits and monsters. Although most of them were spirits and monsters, he also hunted one.
Niu Yao, you can barely make this banquet worthy of being on the table.
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Outside the Zhao family.
Zhuang Ming gently stroked Xiao Bai, tilted his head and said to Wen Han, "Take your aura."
When Wen Han heard this, he immediately used the breathing technique in the Canglong Sacred Code to collect his own breath. However, his body was strong and his behavior was unusual. At first glance, he was not an ordinary warrior.
Wang Zhen couldn't help but feel a little envious in his eyes.
Even if Lord Wen Han restrains his aura, he is still stronger than himself.
"Let's go and seek justice for Xiaobai."
Zhuang Ming lowered his head, looked at the sleeping Bai Ying, his eyes gradually became cold, and said in his heart: "Xiao Bai has made great contributions to the development of the company. This time he was harmed by someone, and he will never let it go."
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"Ancestor, three people came outside and asked to see Ancestor."
"Who?" Zhao family ancestor frowned.
"Two martial arts masters, the one in charge is a young man. He has no discernible cultivation and does not look like a cultivator." The man responded in a low voice: "Waiting in front of the gate."
"Oh?" The ancestor of the Zhao family frowned, feeling vaguely impatient. He only had ordinary warriors as his guards. How could he be a descendant of a powerful cultivating clan?
"Ancestor, are you going to send them away?"
"Although you are an ordinary person, you want to see me by name?"
"It's true that I want to see my ancestor."
"Knowing the existence of this old man, logically speaking, one should not be an ordinary person." The ancestor of the Zhao family waved his sleeves slightly and said: "Since we have a visitor, don't offend too much, just see him."
"Yes, ancestor."
"hall."
The ancestor of the Zhao family said this. He knew that his life was short and he no longer had the arrogance of his youth.
Although there are two mortal warriors guarding him, this person should not be a disciple of a big family, but it is also possible that among the elders in the family, there is a real person with a golden elixir level.
He has always been unwilling to make too many enemies to avoid the enemy coming and the Zhao family falling apart after his life is over.
On the contrary, he likes to make good friends.
For example, the third true successor of the Zhenyuan Sect used a low-quality healing elixir to create a good relationship, and he was able to reach a high level and make friends with him.
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"Three of you, my ancestor has invited you."
"Please lead the way."
Zhuang Ming said this and smiled slightly.
Wang Zhen came closer and whispered: "It seems that this ancestor of the Zhao family does not just think too highly of himself."
Zhuang Ming said with a smile: "To him, we are all ordinary people. I don't have any bodyguards at the Golden Core level, and I can't say that I have an amazing background. However, since I can have two martial arts masters to protect me, there may not be someone behind me.
The elder at the Golden Core level...he must have taken this into consideration."
Wang Zhen nodded thoughtfully.
Zhuang Ming gently stroked Xiao Bai and then handed it to Wang Zhen.
Wang Zhen quickly crossed his arms.
But Zhuang Ming was seen walking in front of him with his hands behind his back.
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Zhao family residence.
The hall is located.
Zhuang Ming and the other three met the ancestor of the Zhao family.
"Where did the three come from?"
The ancestor of the Zhao family sat in a high position, looked down, his eyes fell on Zhuang Ming, and said: "Which family are you a descendant of?"
Zhuang Ming chuckled lightly, but only said: "Today, it is not my parents who asked me to come to visit, but my own business."
The ancestor of the Zhao family frowned and said, "What's wrong with you, my descendant?"
Zhuang Ming patted the hem of his clothes lightly.
Wang Zhen stood up from behind, holding a white eagle in his hand.
When the ancestor of the Zhao family saw this, he was startled at first, and then his expression condensed. He recognized the white eagle that had escaped from his hands, and immediately frowned and said, "Is this from your family?"
Zhuang Ming nodded and said, "Master Zhao, you hurt my eagle, do you want to give me an explanation?"
The ancestor of the Zhao family looked cold, waved his sleeves and said: "You want to explain? Let your elders come!"
Zhuang Ming smiled and shook his head and said: "My elders will not come forward in the near future. I have to come in person for this matter. Seeing the old master's attitude, are you unwilling to give me an explanation?"
His tone was as usual, with no murderous intent, no chill, or even anger. He just spoke slowly and calmly.