Female Supporting Immortal: The Legend of Yan Yu Xiuxian

Chapter 189 The Mysterious Cloud Tooth Palace
The mysterious Yunya Palace
Thinking of this, Zhenghe Zhenjun asked a little worriedly, "It is necessary to protect the law for you, but do you need to slow down for a while?"

"Returning to the master, there is no need, it is a matter that has been decided, and it can be delayed because of the apprentice!" Jun Jinyan said firmly.

From this epiphany, he knew that as a sword cultivator, he must go forward bravely and be indomitable.

Yan Yu on the side looked at Jun Jinyan for a moment, and in her heart she was filled with admiration for this senior brother's understanding...

After Jun Jin finished speaking, he turned his eyes to Yan Yu, and saw the junior sister staring at him intently, he said a little unnaturally, "Thank you for the spirit gathering array that the younger junior sister laid down, and the younger junior sister's attainments in the formation It’s really the pinnacle of…”

Hearing this, Yan Yu was a little embarrassed by the praise, she smiled coyly, "Senior brother is... Senior brother's comprehension of Taoism is unsurpassed, making my junior sister amazed, beyond compare!"

Zhenghe Zhenjun couldn't help but twitch in his heart when he saw the two little guys in his family praising each other so much and completely ignoring such a great god like him.

He said in a calm voice, "Let's go..."

He released the restriction with a wave of his hand and left the main hall proudly.

"..." Yan Yu and Jun Jinyan were also taken aback when they saw this.

Yan Yu looked at his father's leaving figure, smiled helplessly, and said, "Brother, let's go too."

Hearing this, Jun Jinyan recovered from his stupefaction, nodded slightly to Yan Yu, expressing his agreement.

Then, the two took steps together to leave...

----split line----

As soon as the words fell, Zhenghe Zhenjun, like a proud peacock, casually lifted all the restrictions on the main hall, took the lead in taking arrogant steps, and left the main hall.

Yan Yu and Jun Jinyan couldn't help being slightly dumbfounded, and were stunned for a moment.

After returning to their senses, the two of them left the main hall in perfect agreement and walked towards Zhenghe Zhenjun who was waiting outside the hall.

Zhenghe Zhenjun outside the hall sent a sound transmission talisman to each of the headmen Zhengtian Zhenjun and Zhengjun Zhenjun, telling them that they would wait outside the main hall due to the delay.

In less than ten breaths, two people fell from the sky. These two people were Zhengtian and Zhengjun!
Zhenghe Zhenjun was a little stunned, how could these two senior brothers be so fast, could it be that they have been waiting here for a long time?

Seeing this, he was chatting with Zhenjun, "You two senior brothers, let me wait for a long time..."

At this time, Yan Yu and Jun Jinyan also came out of the main hall and saw three Nascent Soul Lords chatting with each other. The atmosphere seemed to be good.

Seeing this, the two men stepped forward with great respect and bowed to Lord Zhengzhen and Lord Zhengzhen.

Zhenghe Zhenjun said, "Everyone is here, so let's move to Master's Cloud Tooth Hall!"

Hearing this, Yan Yu was astonished, what does it mean to have all people present?
Why do the two senior uncles want to...

At this time, Jun Jinyan was also puzzled, why the head of the sect and Zhengjun Zhenjun had to go together.

Of course, no one would answer the blankness and doubts of the two of them at the moment. Suddenly, there was a wave of spiritual power in the air, and the three Yuanying Zhenjun in fluttering white clothes had already escaped into the air.

Zhenjun Zhenghe reminded, "Two little fellows, hurry up the flying sword..."

As soon as the words fell, Yan Yu and Jun Jinyan returned to their senses at the same time, and sacrificed their respective natal swords.

A group of five people flew towards Yunya Palace.

About a quarter of an hour later, the three Yuanying Zhenjun fell from the sky, followed by Yan Yu and Jun Jinyan.

Zhenjun Zhenghe stepped forward, waved his slender fingers with spiritual power, and kept chanting the law in his mouth, and then a domineering and majestic palace stood on the originally empty mountain peak.

(End of this chapter)