The world of self-cultivation has been ruined by me

King Che took Han Ji to a huge palace on the top of the mountain, asked her to wait a while, and then went in to report.

Seeing the disappearance of King Devourer, Han Ji's eyes flickered, she took out a small bag from her bosom, and put it quietly on the ground.

The mouth of the small bag was facing upwards, the mouth of the bag was opened, and a head came out of it, followed by the whole body.

After Su Le came out, he nodded to Han Ji, then walked slowly to the side, and quickly disappeared from Han Ji's sight.

The whole process was silent, without even the slightest fluctuation, under the nose of Huashen Patriarch, mixed into it.

Su Le's courage was extremely bold.

Han Ji looked away worriedly from the direction Su Le left, picked up the small bag on the ground and put it away calmly, her expression returned to indifference.

At this time, faint footsteps sounded, and then the figure of King Devourer walked out of the hall.

"King Han, go in, my emperor is waiting for you."

Han Ji nodded slightly, looked at the hall that seemed to be able to devour her eyes, and walked in without hesitation.

Stepping through the gate of the temple is like entering another world. The trees, flowers, pools, and wooden houses are a huge valley.

"The world?"

Han Ji observed the valley quietly, she knew that this was a deliberate display by the Tuntian Anaconda, in order to remind herself to pay attention to the other party's identity.

With a cold arc drawn from the corner of her mouth, Han Ji bowed slightly, and said, "Emperor Tun, junior Han Ji is being polite."

"Hehe, you're welcome."

An old man's voice sounded, and then a small pavilion suddenly appeared above the pool, and an old man with dark green hair in the pavilion was looking at her kindly.

He was sitting behind the white jade table, on which a small crystal clear green jar was steaming, and a soft flame was burning out of thin air below it.

There was a scent mixed with a touch of bitterness, Han Ji shrugged her little Qiong nose, and said with a little surprise: "Tea?"

The old man with dark green hair looks a little cold, but he always has a soft smile on his face. He is wearing a brown linen suit, and there is no oppression on his body that belongs to the power of Huashen. He is like an ordinary old farmer. connect together.

His voice was extremely gentle, and he said, "Xiaohan, come and sit."

He gently lifted the small green altar, shook it slightly to fill the two delicate small bowls half full, and then pushed a small bowl in front of Han Ji.

Han Ji looked at the Sky-Tuning Python, which was very different from her impression, a strange look flashed in her eyes, and she sat down gracefully.

Tun Tianhuang picked up another exquisite small bowl and gestured with a smile.

Han Ji was silent for a while, raised a small bowl and took a sip. The fragrance filled her mouth, and a cool air rushed straight to her mind, refreshing her mind.

I took another sip, but this time the taste was different. The fragrance turned into a touch of bitterness, and the coolness turned into a slight heat. My whole body was warm and drowsy.

He glanced at the tea in the small bowl in amazement, it was clear and green with a hint of green, and there was nothing special about it.

After thinking about it, Han Ji drank the rest of the tea in one gulp. This time, the taste changed again, with a hint of sweetness in the cold, just like the sweet spring in Qiongchi.

"How?" At this moment the old man's gentle voice sounded.

Han Ji put down the small bowl and muttered, "It's amazing."

Emperor Tun was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, as if he had encountered a very happy thing.

After a while, he restrained himself and said, "I'm sorry, this is the first time I've heard such a unique evaluation, and I'm a bit out of control."

With some emotion, Emperor Tun sighed: "This miraculous tea was given by a strange person when I was traveling in southern Xinjiang...Xiaohan, do you know about southern Xinjiang?"

Han Ji was listening, when the topic suddenly turned to herself, she was stunned for a moment before she realized, she shook her head and said, "I've never been there before."

"If you have time, you can go and see. Southern Xinjiang and Beiyuan are located in two places. There are great differences in terms of customs and geographical environment."

Emperor Tun looked at Han Ji and said with a gentle smile: "Besides, Southern Xinjiang is not as good as before. Except for a few hidden old monsters, there is basically nothing worth noting, so don't worry about danger."

Emperor Tuntian's attitude as if he was treating a junior made Han Ji feel extremely weird, and she couldn't figure out what tricks he was showing off.

But she remembered Su Le's words and tried to delay the time as much as possible. Since Emperor Tun wanted to talk, Han Ji was happy to cooperate.

She thought for a while and said, "Senior, although I haven't been to Southern Border, I have heard some auras there. It seems that Southern Border is respected by Zhennanzong, and it is the only overlord in the entire Southern Border."

"Zhennanzong?"

Tun Tianhuang sneered: "Just because of that guy who can barely be regarded as a god-turning state, he is a spokesperson to put it nicely, but he is actually just a puppet."

He sneered: "When those old monsters finish their work, or choose another path, it will be time for liquidation."

"Xiaohan, there are some things you don't know. The water in the cultivation world is deeper than you imagined."

Emperor Tuntian's words were vague, and there seemed to be a terrible secret hidden in them... Han Ji couldn't help asking: "Senior, can you make it clearer?"

Tun Tianhuang smiled and said: "Xiaohan, when you should know some things, you will naturally know. Knowing in advance is not good for you."

What is the most hated person in the world?It's just half of the story, let alone such a huge secret?

Han Ji felt this way at this time, she looked at Emperor Tun with a bit of a mean smile, and wished to beat him up.

Fortunately, her self-cultivation is not bad, she took a breath, and slowly suppressed it.

Not wanting to continue to listen to the old man's speech, so as to save him from revealing any secrets, and intentionally not finishing speaking to whet her appetite, Han Ji said directly: "Senior, I'm here to ask you for something this time."

"Tell me, I will help if I can." Emperor Tun nodded with a smile.

Han Ji said: "I want to exchange for the venom from the senior."

Tun Tianhuang smiled and said: "Yes."

"Ok?"

Tun Tianhuang agreed so happily that Han Ji didn't realize it, and wondered if she didn't speak clearly enough, Tun Tianhuang thought it was just an ordinary venom?

Thinking of this, Han Ji continued: "Senior, what I want is the venom of the god level!"

"No problem." Tun Tianhuang said with a smile: "My main body is at the level of Huashen, and what I conceive is the venom of Huashen's level."

Han Ji was silent for a while, and said: "What do you need to exchange for, senior?"

Emperor Tun smiled and said: "No need to change, you and I met for the first time, as an elder, I should give you a gift."

"This……"

Han Ji was a little confused, things were different from what she imagined.

She even suspected that the person in front of her was a fake. After all, it was rumored that Emperor Tun was insidious and cunning, with a vicious heart, and even the children of her own family were extremely afraid.

"Emperor Tun is actually a nice guy?"