Eternal Gate

"Little...book boy?" Yu Huaxian was taken aback.

Zhao Yun was also caught off guard. With his ingenuity, how could he not know the meaning of the words of the Immortal King Haotian? This is to keep him here! Since he is a little book boy, he is a choreographer on weekdays.

"How long to stay?" Yu Huaxian asked in a low voice.

"Not much, a hundred years will be good." Immortal King Haotian smiled leisurely.

He said relaxedly, Yu Huaxian chuckled at the corners of his mouth, not many years?

But after another thought, she wondered more whether this old man was going to pass the mantle to Zhao Yun.

"Junior is willing." Zhao Yun arched his hands.

As long as the reincarnated Concubine Long can be saved, it has not been a hundred years, and he would also like it for a thousand years.

He agreed here, Yuhuaxian wouldn't say much, if she really wanted to, then for Zhao Yun, this encounter was a great fortune, and the mantle of the fairy king could hardly be met.

"It's not difficult to save her, just find the flower of memory." Immortal King Haotian smiled.

"The flower of memory?" Zhao Yun frowned. This is the first time he heard about this kind of fairy material, that even the Profound Gate Heavenly Book has no record, but by hearing this name, he knows its ability, and it must have a magical effect on memory.

"Can only one flower be cured?" Yu Huaxian asked tentatively.

"The medicine will cure the disease." Immortal King Haotian stroked his beard and said with certainty.

"Senior knows where there is a flower of memory."

"I don't know."

"Thank you senior." Yuhuaxian and Zhao Yun turned around immediately.

The Immortal King Haotian said so, then look for it! The medicine is enough to get rid of the disease!

As soon as the two of them had just made three or two steps, Zhao Yun was dragged back by a powerful force. He was the Immortal King Haotian casting a spell, saying that Yunxia had forgotten his promise? What about being my little book boy?

"Or, when we find the flower of memory, the younger generation will come again?"

Zhao Yun laughed dryly, not as a shame, but in a hurry to save the reincarnated Concubine Long.

Immortal King Haotian just smiled, this is the best answer, you can't leave today.

"Give the flower of memory to the old body, you are at ease here."

Yu Huaxian left a word and took Ye Lan out of the small bamboo forest.

As for the son of Zhao, he stayed, as the little book boy of the fairy king. Although he felt depressed in front of the fairy king, he was still able to cover it. You know, he has seen a big scene.

"The old man is thirsty, make a cup of tea."

Immortal King Haotian smiled and sat down by the river again, fishing leisurely.

The immortal king gave orders like this. How dare Zhao Yun not do it. He took the tea leaves and brewed the tea quietly. During the period, he watched the Immortal King Haotian from time to time. This old man was terrifying, and he could slap him several reincarnations with one palm.

"Where does the teacher go?" Immortal King Haotian said leisurely.

"I came out of Shan Yang." Zhao Yun let out a dry cough.

With a few words, Immortal King Haotian was silent, only fishing quietly.

Zhao Yun didn't dare to bother. The Moon God once said that doing everything is a kind of cultivation, and this old man seems to be using fishing to cultivate his character, which is called cultivation of the mind, and is also considered to be enlightening.

soon.

The tea is ready.

Zhao Yun held the tray and placed it on the rock beside Immortal King Haotian.

Not to mention, he really has the potential to be a little book boy, his hands and feet are very numb.

Thanks to the Moon God, if you learn that the disciple is doing this, you will probably slap this fairy king to death, the little dear disciple of the old lady, give you tea and water, why your face is so big!

Speaking of Zhao Yun, he is not idle.

He took the chessboard and played chess with himself.

Fishing can be a kind of practice, and playing chess is the same. It is nothing more than a game with oneself. There is a Tao in chess, just like his master chess god, when crossing the Xuanxian Tribulation, a chessboard Tao, Almost crushed him to pieces of flesh and bones. There are thousands of roads, and they all lead to the same goal.

Xu was fascinated by him, as if he didn't realize that the Immortal King Haotian had gotten up.

After fishing for most of the day, I didn't catch half of the fish, and I was sitting leisurely drinking tea.

"Come."

It was a long time before I heard the words of the Immortal King Haotian.

Zhao Yun was awakened, only to see Immortal King Haotian was sitting at the stone table with a chessboard.

Obviously, to play a game with him,

Seniors invited, there is no reason not to go.

"It is a real honor to play chess with the fairy king."

Zhao Yun's little mouth! Not as sweet as usual.

But against the fairy king, his chess skill! It's not so bad. Compared with the Nantian real person, the Haotian Immortal King seems to be more accomplished in chess, and after a few games, he kills him without leaving a piece of armor.

"Senior, I want to ask you personally." Zhao Yun smiled.

"Say." Immortal King Haotian took a cup of tea and took a sip.

"Have you heard of a female fairy...the way of cultivating dreams."

"The female fairy king of Xiumeng Dao has never heard of it, but the goddess Ming of Xiumeng Dao knows one." Immortal King Haotian put down his teacup, "Mengmo, that is the only goddess Ming who is shoulder to shoulder with the Moon God."

Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows.

Xiu'er's name can still be heard here.

Dream monster?

Dreaming into a devil?

Zhao Yun muttered in his heart.

but.

Since he can stand shoulder to shoulder with the Moon God, then he is no ordinary God.

According to what he thought, the Dream Demon's comprehension of the dream path absolutely contributed to good luck.

"Moon God is very strong?"

Zhao Yun dropped a son, and by the way the fairy king's words.

After all, Moon God is his master, shouldn't anyone who is a disciple understand?

"She is the disciple picked up by the chess god, and the most amazing disciple under the chess **** seat. She is the only person in the Three Realms who was appointed a **** before 800 years old." Immortal King Haotian dropped the chess piece casually, saying nothing Slowly, "An ancient rumor, she was an immortal king at the beginning of the year and destroyed a god. This record has not been broken so far. She is as treacherous and powerful as a dream demon. She has lost three games in a row in her hands. Zun intervenes, the dream demon has grown into the dust of the years."

"Wuwang Demon Lord?" Zhao Yun looked curious.

"He is the lord of the **** market, a terrifying emperor god." Immortal King Haotian smiled.

"Longer knowledge." Zhao Yun muttered, Wuwang Mozun's name must be remembered. It is a **** that is opposed to the Moon God. If he ran into him in his youth, he could not be said to be a Moon God's disciple.

When night fell, Immortal King Haotian got up.

Before leaving, he left a chess book for Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun is always willing to come, and this old man is not bad.

Seen.

The sentiment is quite deep.

Immortal King Haotian left him a bamboo building. It was his residence. It was quiet and quiet, without the hustle and bustle of the world, and without intrigue. It was indeed very suitable for cultivation, and very suitable for self-cultivation.

"I don't know if I can find the flower of memory."

Zhao Yun stood at the window, with a sincere hope in his heart.

If Ye Lan really couldn't return to Long Fei, he wouldn't force it, she would be fine. When he was young, he would be able to find a perfect solution if he cultivated diligently or found the Moon God.

Um?

When he was watching, he suddenly saw the rays of light from a side.

It was a vision, a vision of a secret treasure, that is to say, in this small world, there is a good treasure hidden in it, with a strong fragrance, it should be a fairy fruit, the kind that is against the sky.

He did not dare to pass.

That is the thing of the Haotian Immortal King.

Speaking of Immortal King Haotian, he didn't rest, sitting on the roof, actually absorbing the power of the stars, and even the ray of celestial light that wandered around him was dyed with sparkling stars, like a god.

"The Way of the Stars." Zhao Yun said in his heart.

Haotian Immortal King's way is not shallow, and the way he cultivates is also extraordinary.

If the opportunity is sufficient, this path can be cultivated to its peak, and it is possible to conjure the gods.