I was forced to control the world of cultivating immortals

Sikong Zhen smiled redly and said: "Father, Holy Master, as the saying goes, there is a fate to meet thousands of miles away, this is true!"

Ye Nan pretended to be puzzled and asked, "How is it not fake?"

"I came to pick up Mo'er from Beimo Express, and just happened to meet you," Sikong Zhen said excitedly, "If I hadn't come, I'm afraid I would never have seen such a big shot like you in this life!"

This statement came out.

On the table, Ye Qingxue, Ye Qingyao, and the two sisters of the Long family were all furious.

Who is this.

The co-authors of you all originally planned to come to my Yin-Yang Holy Land to study for a few months, and then run away with a bucket when disaster strikes?
It's disgusting.

Ye Nan smiled without revealing his expression: "That's natural. A big man like me, who hasn't been born for a long time, just happened to meet you when he was born this time. It's really fate, fate! Fate!"

Sikong Zhen was elated and clapped his hands, "It's rare to be so happy today, come and serve wine."

"As ordered."

A maid quickly brought a jar of fine wine.

After the altar was opened, the room was filled with the aroma of wine.

"Holy Father, come, let me offer you a toast."

Sikong Zhen first filled Ye Nan and then himself, then raised his glass and began to toast.

"Assignment."

With a perfunctory sentence, Ye Nan picked up the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp.

Due to the existence of the layer of mist produced by the hidden breath technique, when he drank, it was as if the wine glass was driven by his arm and directly penetrated into the cloud and mist.

After taking it out, the wine glass was empty.

"Come, come, four dharma kings, I also offer you a toast."

Sikong Zhen stood up, ready to toast one by one.

however.

Ye Qingxue was the first to show him no face, and said coldly, "I don't drink alcohol."

"I don't drink either." Ye Qingyao shook her head decisively.

The two sisters of the Long family turned around directly and gave Sikong Zhen a cold face.

"Haha, I'm confused. The four dharma kings are heroines in the world. How could they fall in love with this kind of ordinary wine? Come, let's serve food."

Sikong Zhen hastily changed the topic to cover up his embarrassment.

Ye Nan whispered: "Four masters, don't put on such expressions, what if you reveal your secrets? You should eat and drink, be obedient, be good~~"

"uh-huh."

Ye Qingxue groaned coquettishly, and took a sip of wine reluctantly.

It didn't take long for the food to arrive.

There are meat and vegetables, eight dishes and one soup, and the house is full of fragrance.

During the banquet, Sikong Zhen was in high spirits and kept toasting Ye Nan.

In the blink of an eye, after three rounds of drinking, Sikong Zhen's face was flushed red, and he said intentionally or unintentionally: "Holy Father, my son Sikong Jianmo is not very talented, and he didn't learn anything in the Holy Land of the East Sea this time, alas! You can call me a father!" It's heartbreaking!"

Ye Nan sighed pretending to be pitiful, and said: "Oh! I just took a look at your son. His talent is indeed not high, and he is the kind that can't be found in the crowd. If you have a son, you have to worry about it! "

Sikong Zhen sighed with the strength of wine: "Oh, what you said is true, but I was lucky to meet you today, I was shocked, and I felt like a piece of cake fell from the sky, but I don't know..."

did not go on.

At the very least, it cannot be said clearly.

He waved his hand at Sikong Jianmo, and said: "Son, I'm a bit unsteady because my father is drunk, come here and offer me a respectful cup for my father."

Sikong Jianmo understood instantly, hurried over, poured Ye Nanman a cup, and said respectfully, "Father, I'm toasting you."

Without waiting for Ye Nan to reply, he raised his glass and took a gulp.

Behind the clouds, Ye Nan held back his laughter and said, "Okay, then I'll drink you a glass of wine."

He raised his glass and drank it down.

Seeing that Ye Nan didn't dislike his son asking him to call him Dad, Sikong Zhen added embellishment and said, "Holy Master Dad, I have a heartless request, and I hope you can fulfill it!"

Ye Nan had expected it, and said lightly: "Master Zhou Mu is too polite to say anything, you can just speak up if you have something to say."

Sikong Zhen said cautiously: "My son is not very talented. I'm afraid I won't be able to replace me in a hundred years. I implore you to adopt him as your adopted son and teach him a few tricks, so maybe in the future..."

Speaking of this, he hurriedly looked at Sikong Jianmo, and concealed himself: "Son, I got drunk and said some ridiculous things for my father, don't feel uncomfortable..."

Sikong Jianmo was too happy, he hurriedly said: "Father, the child is also drunk."

He knew in his heart that his father was obviously afraid that this "Daddy Hello" would not agree to avoid embarrassment, so he made this move.

Ye Nan was also happy, but it was too late, he smothered a smile in his heart, and agreed directly.

But before agreeing, polite words must be indispensable.

"Oh! I usually don't accept apprentices, nor adoptive sons."

"However, it's rare to be so happy today. Mr. Zhou Mu, you are also painstakingly treating your son... Anyway, let's make an exception!"

Sikong Zhen's eyes lit up all of a sudden, and he hurriedly said: "Son, hurry up! Hurry up!"

thump!
Sikong Jianmo knelt down to Ye Nan on the spot and said excitedly, "Father!"

"Hey, good son, get up quickly." Ye Nan patted his head with an extremely loving tone.

Ye Qingxue, Ye Qingyao, and the two sisters of the Long family laughed on the spot.

Nima, look at how bad this sword fairy has become, what kind of pit Sikong Jianmo and Sikong Zhen have become.

Shangguan Wan'er's mouth twitched in Le.

My elder brother Ye really knows how to play, he blinded Sikong Jianmo so much that he couldn't find him.

The key point is that Sikong Jianmo still doesn't realize it, and he is very happy.

High, this trick is really high.

"Father, I'm getting up then."

Sikong Jianmo stood up with a bright smile on his face, brighter than a sunflower.

Sikong Zhen's bright old face flushed even brighter, and he said happily: "Holy Father, we will be a family from now on, don't be polite to me, eat vegetables, eat vegetables!"

Ye Nan would not be polite to him at all, he looked at the dining table, and suddenly his eyes turned cold.

The place of entry.

I saw that the dishes on the table were extremely rich and fragrant.

but.

The meat dishes are only fish, not even a shark meat.

"This……"

Seeing Ye Nan not putting down his chopsticks, Sikong Zhen was shocked.

Sikong Jianmo's expression also changed slightly.

He also noticed that there seemed to be no meat on the table full of dishes, such as shark meat or something.

But daddy's cultivation base is not high, and he can't hunt and kill the shark monster alone!
Even if there is no shark meat, pork and chicken are fine, how can there be only fish?

His father, the Lord, is stronger than the Taiyan Holy Land, how can he be negligent?
"Come on."

Immediately a maid came over, "Yes."

Sikong Zhen reprimanded: "What did you do, don't you know that everyone here is a big shot? Why don't you bring some decent meat over here!"

He wants to put all the blame on this maid.

The maid fell to her knees with a plop, and begged: "Your Majesty...Your Majesty, the slave deserves to die, the slave deserves to die! I implore Your Majesty to punish you!"

Sikong Zhen was about to speak.

Ye Nan waved his hand, and said calmly, "Hey, didn't you just make a small mistake? As for getting so angry, get out of here."