Reincarnation of the Empress: My senior brother has the qualifications of a saint

My contact information is..."

Zhao Feixue said her name and contact information.

Xu Chen secretly wrote down the name.

"Dare to ask Fairy Zhao, do you have sisters?" Xu Chen was really puzzled.

This woman is really too similar to his master.

Of course, the temperament is different, and Zhao Feixue's chest is smaller than his master's.

Last time, in the hot spring pool, Xu Chen measured it himself.

Zhao Feixue was slightly stunned: "There is a younger sister who is missing."

Xu Chen was slightly taken aback, he remembered his master's life experience.

"I see."

"Have you ever met someone similar to me?" Zhao Feixue asked suddenly.

"Pretty similar." Xu Chen said.

He was thinking about how to round this up.

Naturally, he would not reveal too much about Master.

Moreover, regarding Zhao Feixue, he naturally chose to tell his master first instead of telling Zhao Feixue.

The master is the person with whom he has the closest relationship.

"Elder Qing Baihua of Baise Peak has a similar charm to Fairy Zhao's eyebrows."

Xu Chen made random nonsense.

Anyway, things like Shen Yun are up to the individual.

"Oh." Zhao Feixue was a little disappointed.

"Don't disturb the two of you playing chess." Xu Chen spread his hands and said goodbye to the two of them.

Xu Chen returned to the cave with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"Could it be that this Zhao Feixue is really my master's relative?"

Xu Chen was puzzled.

He remembered that his master's life experience was very complicated.

Generally speaking, the probability of two similar people appearing in the world is extremely low, extremely low.

But...Xu Chen also felt that this was a world of cultivating immortals, and anything could happen.

"I don't want to, it's nothing if I think about it."

Xu Chen stretched his waist.

"The old man just now should be in the realm of the little gods, right?

The breath is very ethereal, and even I haven't fully perceived his strength. "

This is worthy of Xu Chen's attention.

After all, Li Jianling's master, Li Moqing, Xu Chen had vaguely estimated his strength.

Now, this old man, he couldn't feel it.

This shows that this old man is stronger than Li Moqing.

"Could it be that he is a strong man from Taixu Sect?

Sure enough, Da Zong's background is still profound, so I have to be more careful. "

Xu Chen thought so, he planned to take a good rest.

After all, he was about to go to Da Dao Chi for baptism.

After the baptism, it won't be long before they will fight against the Blood Demon Sect.

Xu Chen had no choice but to participate in these matters.

"This time, I can be more eye-catching."

A smile formed at the corner of Xu Chen's mouth.

He originally thought about being a salted fish.

Now I find that the dream-making power of salted fish is created too slowly.

He wants to influence more Transcendence Realm and powerhouses in the Lesser God Realm.

Only in this way, the power of dream creation will increase rapidly.

He can truly go back and forth between the upper and lower realms.

……

Outside the cave, Zhu Wushen and Zhao Feixue were still playing chess.

"Grandpa, who is this Baise Peak disciple who is so powerful in chess?"

Zhao Feixue was puzzled.

Even if the Suzerain of Taixu Sect came, he would not be able to beat Zhu Wushen in chess.

It is really strange that a disciple who appeared at random won the bet like this.

"If I remember correctly, his name is Xu Chen, and he is a core disciple."

"Core disciple?" Zhao Feixue was even more surprised.

"Hmm." Zhu Wushen had a smile on his lips.

Zhao Feixue thought of something, and suddenly said: "Grandpa, you purposely lived in this cave this time, isn't it just for that kid?"

Zhu Wushen is the suzerain of the Divine Blood Sect, the strongest in the nearby Seven Realms.

Its strength is even comparable to the Holy Master.

Even Zhao Feixue's own grandfather, the King of the Four Seas, once said that he is no match for Zhu Wushen.

He stayed in Taixuzong, why did he appear here?

Zhu Wushen smiled without saying a word.

"Couldn't it be Grandpa, you know that he is very good at chess, and you want to have another chess friend, so you choose to live here?" Zhao Feixue was puzzled.

For Zhu Wushen, it doesn't matter where he lives.

"Let's take it for granted." Zhu Wushen smiled.

"Oh..." Zhao Feixue suddenly sighed.

She is very envious of a strong man like Zhu Wushen who can live as he pleases.

And she is restricted everywhere.

Although she is the granddaughter of the King of the Four Seas, she is like a princess.

However, she did not live freely.

"Grandpa, I don't want to marry the holy son of the Holy Land of Air Burial." Zhao Feixue looked at Zhu Wushen, with a pleading look in her words.

Her younger sister has a marriage contract with Zhu Wushen's "grandson".

Her grandfather had a very good relationship with Zhu Wushen, and she always regarded Zhu Wushen as her grandfather.

"Don't worry, you are my grandson's fiancee.

What kind of a fart is that shit burying the Holy Son in vain?

With me here, the holy place for air burials is out of the question! "Zhu Wushen said domineeringly.

He spoke casually, but he knew the power of the Holy Land of Air Burials.

The king of the four seas is the realm of returning the gods, not the ordinary realm of returning the gods.

As a result, the holy land of air burials set its sights on his granddaughter, and the king of the four seas was helpless.

He, Zhu Wushen, is stronger than the King of the Four Seas, but his strength is limited.

Unless, he breaks through and enters the realm of returning gods.

However, there are many difficulties in this, and he knows that his Dao heart is lacking.

It is not so easy to enter the realm of returning gods.

And, not only that, as far as Zhu Wushen knew, this marriage not only involved the Holy Land of Air Burial, but also rumored to be related to an extremely powerful person.

The most powerful person is the title of the peak powerhouse in the realm of returning to the gods.

The most powerful person is only one step away from the quasi-emperor.

This kind of powerhouse cannot be defeated by the current Zhu Wushen.

"Grandpa, but..." Zhao Feixue still hesitated in her heart.

She knew her grandfather's character, he had always been extremely domineering, and she couldn't help but resist.

"Don't worry, when your grandpa comes, I will drive him away!" Zhu Wushen said domineeringly, "You are my grandson-in-law, who dares to touch you!"

Zhao Feixue warmed her heart: "Grandpa, the one who has a marriage contract with Xiaosheng Shengzi is my sister, not me."

"Your grandfather said at the beginning that when my little grandson is born, I will marry both of you sisters to him!" Zhu Wushen laughed.

A blush crept up on Zhao Feixue's face.

Talking about this kind of thing, she still feels a little shy.

Moreover, she had never met her sister.

"What if the people from the holy place of empty burial come?" Zhao Feixue felt that the reason given by Zhu Wushen was a temporary solution, not a permanent solution.

Zhu Wushen was stunned for a moment, and didn't say any harsh words this time.

If the holy masters of the air burial holy place come in person, he really has nothing to do.

"You said, didn't my grandfather just want a grandson-in-law with strong qualifications and outstanding talents?

And the Holy Son who was buried in the air perfectly met his needs.

If I find a Taoist companion comparable to the holy son of the Holy Land of Air Burial, will my grandfather give up? " Zhao Feixue asked suddenly.

She didn't know much about this engagement, it was only superficial.

Anyway, she especially hates the holy son of the Holy Land of Air Burial, she has seen that man, his talent and understanding are excellent, but unfortunately she hates his character.

"Haha." Zhu Wushen smiled, "How can it be so easy to find?"

The Holy Son who is buried in the Holy Land will definitely become the existence of the Holy Lord.

In the seven realms where Zhu Wushen resides, no one has stepped into the realm of the Holy Master for so many years.

"Oh..." Zhao Feixue sighed.

Of course she was just talking.

She also knew it wasn't feasible.

Moreover, she likes people not because of their savvy and talent.

These are plus points, but not absolutes.

She wouldn't just belittle herself like this, otherwise, wouldn't it be a genius who could become her Taoist companion?

At this moment, an ethereal voice came, and a middle-aged man suddenly appeared.

"I have met the suzerain." Zhao Feixue saluted.

The person in front of him is the Suzerain of Taixu Sect.

The master of Taixu Sect smiled and returned the courtesy to Zhao Feixue.

Zhao Feixue is the granddaughter of the King of the Four Seas, his Taixu Sect is not as big as the Sacred Blood Sect, and he can't afford to offend the King of the Four Seas.

"Wushen, do you still remember the Sword Mountain in the Secret Realm of the Sword?" Tai Xuzong said beside him.

"Remember, even for hundreds of thousands of years, none of you Taixu Sect can enter the No.10 step.