European Emperor [Cultivation]

"That's a good idea," Chao Zong said, looking at Lanqing Pavilion's report. He can buy a star without even cooperating with Xihezong.

Chao Yan nodded in agreement: "Indeed."

How easy it is to buy a star, and all kinds of troubles can be avoided by the identity of the star owner.

Both of them thought it was pretty good, but Mr. Ya was silent for a while when he heard the news, and reflected on who raised his grandson and grandson. .

"Although grandfather knows that you have a lot of spirit stones, you must save up unnecessary spirit stones. Do you know how much spirit stones a cultivator needs to spend each time he advances? What should we do when we waste them and use them later?" Mr. Ya Earnestly teaching, I feel that I am obviously a grandfather, but what I am doing is the heart of an old lady.

"How much do I need to use?" Chao Yan asked earnestly. If you need to use a lot, you should keep a spare, and you can't spend it all at once.

"To say the least, we need to use... one billion top-grade spirit stones, so ordinary monks who cross the catastrophe are not very rich," Jun Ya sighed, "and the reason why the Zhou lord of the Hongmeng Xianzong came to cross the catastrophe The reason why you monks are graduating during the catastrophe is that you can’t afford the supply of spirit stones, you know?”

"Well," Chao Yan listened carefully, then turned to look at Chao Zong and muttered in a low voice, "Don't grandpa know that I earned 3000 billion top-grade spirit stones from the Phoenix Clan?"

"Probably don't know," Chao Zong replied, "Didn't you give the eggs of the Yazi clan?"

"Do you want to tell him?" Chao Yan asked with a folding fan covering his lips. They had so many spirit stones, and grandpa seemed a little sorry for being so poor.

"No," Chao Zong resolutely refused, "Young people should experience more tempering, and don't be fooled by money."

Chao Yan: "..."

This guy is just narrow-minded and doesn't admit it.

"Are you listening?!" Mr. Ya talked for a long time, but when he turned his head and saw that the two of them were chatting quietly, he almost wanted to throw a chalk stub over him.

"I'm listening," Chao Yan immediately said with a correct attitude.

Chao Zong insisted on his grandfather's young body and heart so he could get angry easily, and said bluntly: "No."

Ya Jun was silent for a moment: "This is not only for your consideration, but also for Chao Yan, or else..."

"Lanqing Pavilion's annual income is 100 billion top-grade spirit stones," Chao Zong said in a low-level way. News exchanges, especially precious news, are rare. What kind of Dongfu secret realm, Chao Yan discovered but didn't like to go there It will become a very valuable source of information, "The blood of Jianxin Academy is more than this in half a year, pure income."

Mr. Ya’s words stopped abruptly. He felt that his grandson and grandson-in-law were born to attack him. He didn’t have such spiritual stones before. ghost.

"Then we also need to prepare all kinds of defensive spirit treasures used during the ascension. It is best to use immortal weapons. This is a huge expense," Mr. Ya continued.

"It's in the Treasure Pavilion," Chao Zong said, looking straight at him.

Although there are not many fairy artifacts, there are still some, and they are all collected by Lanqing Pavilion at a high price.

Jun Ya looked at him and said, "You guys don't know how to honor your grandfather with such spiritual stones."

"Where's your grandfather's previous savings?" Chao Yan asked doubtfully.

Lord Ya lowered his head and laughed twice: "It was smashed into pieces by the thunder calamity, and there is nothing left."

"Well, what a pity," Chao Yan looked at Chao Zong and said, "Let's take out all the treasure spirit stones and give them to Master and the others before we ascend."

They may not be useful in the fairy world, and it would be a pity if they were shattered by the thunder calamity.

Chao Zong nodded and said, "Okay."

Jun Ya pointed to his nose and said, "Have you two seen me? Grandfather also needs your filial piety."

"Children can't spend money recklessly," Chao Yan said righteously, as if he wasn't the one who threw away the treasures.

Chao Zong nodded: "Well, that's right."

Mr. Ya felt that his grandson was retaliating, and his granddaughter-in-law was helping the evildoers. They really were a couple, and they didn't bend their elbows at all.

Mr. Ya is not really rare for any spirit stones. Although Xihezong is much smaller than Fengtian Jianzong, there is still no shortage of spirit stone materials. After reincarnation and recultivation, the state of mind has already been fulfilled, and the unsatisfactory ones are the hands Broken copper and rotten iron, high-grade magic weapons are already the best weapons given by Xi Hezong, but they are still too bad for the enemy.

"It's okay to give me a good weapon," Mr. Ya felt that he was really the poorest grandfather in the world. If he had known today, he shouldn't have imprisoned his grandson based on his cultivation. This is his vengeance.

"Can you give me a weapon?" Chao Yan turned his head to look at Chao Zong and asked, his elbows should not be too obvious.

Nod towards Zong.

Chao Yan took out a handful of high-grade treasures from his backpack, the light was subdued, but it looked very good: "How about this?"

There are so many piles in his backpack that they are too numerous to count.

Ya Jun took it for a moment and put it in the storage ring, then said: "That won't work, the golden core period can't be used."

Chao Yan was about to take out another lower one, but was directly stopped by Chao Zong, who stretched out his hand to Mr. Ya and said, "Give back that one first."

"I don't need it now, but I still need it in the future," Mr. Ya resolutely refused to return it. If he returns it now, he will follow his grandson's narrow-mindedness, and he doesn't know if he will give it back in the future.

"If you don't pay it back, there's nothing new," Chao Zong raised his eyebrows slightly, which was a blatant threat.

Ya Jun: "..."

Who will teach this brat a lesson?

Then his expectations came to nothing, because the only performance that could teach Chao Zong was standing at his husband's side, waving a folding fan, watching the show, and not intervening if he could.

The high-grade treasure is almost the top of the fairy weapon, and if you don’t return it, you can change a few good weapons. Mr. Ya smiled with his hands behind his back and started to back away: "No, just this one, this one is very good, see you later .”

The kind of people who run fast, all the way.

Chao Yan put his arm on Chao Zong's shoulder and said: "Is this okay?"

Poor weapons with the same level of cultivation will suffer. They can't always protect Mr. Ya. One has their own affairs, and the other is because they can solve everything, so they lose the meaning of reincarnation and reconstruction.

Therefore, it is extremely important for Mr. Ya to have the ability to protect himself.

"Don't worry," Chao Zong said, turning his eyes, "If Jianxin Academy is established here, he can naturally find a way to obtain suitable weapons for him."

Because there are too many treasures in the Lanqing Pavilion, those that are not needed and can’t be sold are basically used as rewards for further studies or competitions. The original source is mainly Chaoyan. Expansion, the improvement of various departments, even the most partial puppets are developing in full swing, and naturally the alchemy and the refining hall are indispensable. Self-sufficiency is not a problem at all.

"Well, that's right," Chao Yan said with a smile, "then there's no problem."

The plan to leave has not been decided for the time being, Chao Yan is not in a hurry, and Chao Zong is naturally not in a hurry, except for the occasional meeting about the settlement of Jianxin Academy, but it is as leisurely as ever.

The surface of Xihezong looks as quiet as a mirror, but the dark tide below is so turbulent. It is too unimaginable for a fishbone to kill a distracted monk. The existence of the distracted period is hopeful for them And unattainable, let alone a higher existence.

"It must be a fairy," said a baby-faced boy in the disciple's house with flushed cheeks, his eyes full of longing.

Although the young man sitting opposite him was holding the sword calmly, his trembling toes still betrayed his excitement: "I have heard that there are many great sects of cultivating immortals outside Luoyu Xingchen. Hands are clouds, hands are covered with rain, maybe the master came from there."

"Hey, I just know that person's voice is really nice," the girl sitting on the chair next to her cupped her face and said, "It's okay, it's okay, ahhhh, I've never heard such a nice voice, a tall person must be long Very handsome."

"Sister, generally those who have a nice voice are fat people," said the boy with a baby face.

"You said it was average," the girl said with a glaring look at him, "An expert must be a fairy, how could he be a fat man!"

The young man was stared back and sat back, asking for trouble: "No, but we can't be sure, brother Chen, should we go..."

His eyes signaled, and the young man refused: "Don't do it, the sect expressly forbids you to get close to it, senior kills a distracted magic cultivator with a fishbone, maybe you will use flower petals to kill us, whoosh One click, three corpses."

"Senior killed Moxiu, he must not be such an unreasonable person," the girl continued to hold her face, "It doesn't matter what he said, he must be a very gentle person."

The young man was silent for a while, wanting to know where he got it from, but he didn't ask when the words came to his lips, but changed the subject and said, "Speaking of why seniors use fishbone?"

"Could it be that he's eating fish?" said the baby-faced boy, "Can't you cut off the five grains during the bigu period?"

"It must be a kind of practice," the girl said solemnly. "Eating fish requires removing a lot of fishbone, and requires a lot of patience. Maybe it's a way to improve one's mood."

The two men looked at her with a fascinated look. If they lived in modern times, they would know that there is a kind of fan called die-hard fan. When they watch idols, they have a ten-level beauty function, which cannot be removed easily. But they don't know. Can continue to look puzzled.

"So do you want to take a look?" the baby-faced boy asked.

The other two were silent for a while, and the girl murmured: "I want to go, let's take a look, and then come back, if we are found, immediately kneel down and beg for mercy, if not, we will seduce you."

Baby-faced boy: "...Sister, that's an expert, not a pervert."

The girl snorted lightly: "I think about it, can't I?"

"Shall we go at night?" The young man's trembling feet quickened, obviously very excited.

"Wrong," the girl denied the suggestion, and said when the two looked over, "We should go during the day, and the patrols will be strengthened at night. Isn't that blatantly telling others what we are doing?"

"That makes sense," the other two agreed.

At dusk and sunset, the clouds in the sky were dyed a very beautiful orange red. The three of them tiptoed forward on the mountain road. Whenever someone passed by, they hid quickly. Because they were familiar with the terrain, they arrived at the mountain road in the back mountain without any danger. forward.

Numerous pear trees spread along the mountain road, and the yellow and clear fruits were dyed with the meaning of sunset, and there seemed to be water drops after the rain on them, and the extremely fragrant smell could be smelled before you approached.

"Living here is so blissful," the girl sighed, and was immediately covered by two people, signaling to silence, "Keep your voice down, it will be bad if you are overheard."

The girl was covered with her mouth and nodded twice before being let go, panting twice and said: "I want to eat pears."

"Go back and eat," the baby-faced boy said, "It's important to see the master first."

They continued to move forward on tiptoe, often hiding behind the tree, but when they returned to the peak, they saw a man squatting on the ground digging something.

"Who is he? Is he an expert?" The baby-faced boy took a look with his head. The man was dressed in a moon-white clothes with no visible material. He was squatting with his back facing him, with a blue folding fan pinned to his waist, and he could not detect his cultivation. , if it is not a mortal, it is that the cultivation base is higher than them.

"An expert shouldn't squat on the ground and dig something," the girl frowned, "Maybe he's a mortal."

The young man hugged his sword and said, "It's better to be careful."

After he finished speaking, he found that the two people beside him had disappeared. When he turned his head to look, he found that the two people had already moved behind the person.

youth:"……"

"What are you digging?" The girl leaned closer and asked as she looked at the vines and dirt.

The squatting person seemed to have heard the question, looked up and said with a smile: "This is a sweet potato, it's delicious."

His face is not outstanding, but there is a kind of taste that makes people look very comfortable, and people will believe and get close to him unconsciously. The boy with a baby face picked up a sweet potato and asked: "Are you an expert?" ?”

The man whose face was still stained with mud asked, "What kind of expert?"

"It seems that you don't know," the girl squatted in front of him, only to realize that the man was much taller and slender than her, "Then where did you come from, and why did you appear on the back mountain of Xihezong?"

"I come here to collect herbs every day, and I come along the mountain road," the man said with a smile, "I have heard of Xihezong, are you all immortals who practice?"

"Immortals? You said we are immortals?" The girl patted the man on the shoulder and said, "I have to say that you are really discerning. Although we are not real immortals, we can still fly in the sky like immortals. "

Chao Yan smiled, his eyes were full of admiration: "It's amazing, my life's wish is to see a fairy, and now I have my wish fulfilled, I'm so lucky."

When Chao Zong went out, Chao Yan rested on the tree and ate a few fruits, and then found this sweet potato field, but he didn't expect to meet Xi Hezong who came up.

The three of them are all Xuanzhao cultivation bases. They don't look very old, but according to their age, they should be regarded as the best in the sect, but even so, they should not be able to come here. It seems that the grandfather has not done anything for a few days. What a defensive job.

Chao Yan lives in seclusion here. He doesn't like the troubles caused by his identity being exposed, but it doesn't mean he doesn't like talking to people, especially the three people who look interesting. It's the best time to lie when they are young.

"Are you a doctor for picking herbs?" The baby-faced boy was not as easy to believe as the girl, and there was still a bit of doubt in his pupils.

Chao Yan got up and patted the dirt on his hands and said: "Hello, Immortal, I am a doctor."

"Since you are a doctor, you should know how to feel the pulse." The boy stretched out his wrist and said, "Come and feel the pulse for me, otherwise I won't believe you."

Chao Yan dug out a cloth bag from the storage ring, pretended to take it out of his sleeve, knelt down and put it on his lap to signal: "Put down the hand of the immortal chief, just cut the pulse at the bottom."

The young man squinted his eyes, and his eyes were not good: "Don't you mortals tell what you have seen and heard?"

"I'm used to asking while checking the pulse," Chao Yan said unhurriedly, "If you follow the procedure, don't you think the fairy is stupid?"

The boy didn't think it at first, but when he said this, he really felt that he was fuming foolishly according to the procedure. He coughed and put his hand up: "You cut it."

Chao Yan pressed his finger up, practiced one and naturally understood where the meridians are. If you don’t even understand the simplest meridians, you might as well go home and sell sweet potatoes. Naturally, this little guy doesn’t expect him to diagnose some disease. The meridians of monks and ordinary people It is different, if the aura is hidden, he can even be seen as a dead person from the veins, if he is a mortal, he can only detect the dead veins, if not, he can naturally detect the existence of aura.

Although this method is effective, it has to be said that it is a bit stupid. The life vein on the wrist is randomly placed under the hands of others. If he directly destroys the heart vein, the little guy will have no time to dodge.

However, even if Chao Yan had nothing to do, he would not do that kind of thing, but the three of them were quite lively here.

Chao Yan took the pulse seriously, frowned faintly, raised his hand with a hiss, glanced at the young man in doubt, then took the pulse again, and said solemnly: "I'm not good at learning, and I don't know why the pulse of the immortal is not good. It’s the veins of the dead, but it’s right for the immortal to stand in front of me alive..."

"Haha, haha..." The girl laughed and said, "He did it on purpose, Aguo, stop teasing him."

The young man withdrew his hand proudly and said: "It seems that you are really a mortal. We cultivators can use spiritual energy to hide the fluctuations of our tendons, and cut them like dead veins. You usually only treat mortals. Naturally Don't know about it."

Chao Yan smiled and cupped his hands and said, "It's because I'm a poor student."

"You are really interesting," the girl looked Chao Yan up and down and said, "Did you really not see any seniors while you were collecting medicine here?"

"I can't recognize a mortal fetus with my naked eyes even if I see it," Chao Yan said with a little shame, "It's more powerful than a few fairy elders, it must have flew away at once, and it's not my turn to see it. "

"It makes sense," the girl said with a forced smile, "but you are able to collect herbs here, which shows that the master is definitely not killing innocent people indiscriminately. Then you can continue digging sweet potatoes, and we will go first."

Chao Yan bid farewell.

The girl waved her hand, and the boy and the young man holding the sword followed, and continued walking into the depths of the jungle.

"It seems that I really can't live for too long," Chao Yan took out a bamboo basket, picked up the sweet potatoes one by one, and planned to go back to roast them tonight.

He was about to hide himself, but he heard footsteps and shouts: "Hey, yes, here... Hey, where did you get your bamboo basket?"

The girl arrived, and the other two followed, watching the sudden appearance of the bamboo basket, they all became alert.

Chao Yan picked up the sweet potatoes in a calm manner and said: "This bamboo basket is woven by me, for the convenience of carrying things, otherwise, no matter how many sweet potatoes there are, I can't carry them."

"That's right, you don't have a storage bag," the girl nodded and said, "It's really hard work for ordinary people."

"It's okay," Chao Yan said with a smile.

The young man turned around Chao Yan, stepped on his back to express his dissatisfaction with his height, turned to the front, looked at Chao Yan and said: "Who knows if what you said is true or not, you Make up one before we believe you."

Today's children are so suspicious that they can't be fooled. Chao Yan can only carry the basket on his back and take them to a small piece of bamboo forest. He cuts bamboo and weaves the basket in one go, but it is much smaller than the one on Chao Yan's back, and looks more like a toy. .

The girl took one and looked it up in front of her eyes: "Ah, this is really pretty."

The boy also took one and put it in front of his eyes, "This doesn't look like a basket."

"This is a hat. It's very cool for summer," Chao Yan said with a smile.

The young man groaned, and buttoned his own head. The freshly split bamboo strands were emerald green and lovely, and the woven hat was also shiny green. It looked extremely cool when worn on the head. He licked the corner of his lips and said, "This I will give you a few, there are quite a lot of pears here, but you can pack a few and take them home."

"Okay," the girl excitedly went to pick pears. They shuttled among the pear trees, but they filled their small fruit baskets in just a few strokes.

"It looks so pretty, I wonder if he would like it if I give it to senior," the girl said while holding the basket.

The young man also mentioned one: "Great people generally don't like this."

"You can try it," Chao Yan said with a smile, then picked up his own backpack and said, "It's getting dark, all immortal elders, please go your own way, I'm going back, otherwise it will be difficult to travel on the mountain road at night."

"Oh, it's really hard work for mortals," the girl waved to him, "Goodbye, see you next time Yujian will take you flying."

"Thank you, all the elders," Chao Yan smiled, and walked briskly when he turned around.

"Hey, that's not right, we can send him home now," said the baby-faced boy, "in case he falls."

Chao Yan paused for a moment, thinking that he might have to fly back from the mountain today, but at the moment when his thoughts turned, several powerful auras came from the sky, Chao Yan felt slightly looking there, and saw several The people fell to the ground, before they could stop them, they clasped their hands together, knelt on their knees, and shouted in unison: "Pavilion Master."

The boys and girls behind Qi Qi looked at Chao Yan, and Chao Yan turned his head and smiled. It would be awesome if he could still break it at this time, but he couldn't be too foolish: "Get up."

Several people got up, and several people stood up straight, and they all looked at where Aguo and the others were: "Master, do you have a guest?"

"A few children," Chao Yan and the three of them who were standing there in a daze smiled and said, "It's getting dark, hurry back, see you."

He disappeared suddenly, and after several people nodded their heads, they also disappeared one after another. After a while, the wind picked up the dust, and the girl's voice came back to God: "Ah!!! That is an expert!!!"

The tall man she imagined should be immortal, handsome, and let them look up to him at a glance. He shouldn't be someone who squats on the ground and pulls sweet potatoes, tricks them into being a doctor, and has bamboo baskets beside him. right!

But this tall man is closer to people than imagined. His existence makes people feel that there is nothing wrong with a tall man born like that. He should be superior, but he has no airs towards them, and it is okay to be blamed by them. Not angry, but also weaved beautiful bamboo baskets by hand, and said that they are children, how small are they?

"Sister, lower your voice," the boy said after recovering, "I didn't expect to meet you, but it's a pity that I was deceived."

Simply put, very bad.

"I think it's also very good," the girl said, resting her chin. "He is a very gentle person. If I am still picked on by mortals, I will not have such patience. This is probably the state of mind of an expert."

The other two people somehow felt that it made sense, and nodded their heads twice.

"Okay, I've seen it, let's go back quickly," the young man said, "If we are discovered, we will suffer disaster."

"That's right..." The boy with the baby voice was interrupted by an extremely indifferent voice in the middle of his speech.

"Who are you?" The voice was elegant and pleasant, but the coldness in it made the hairs stand on end.

"This voice is..." The girl looked at the source of the voice. The handsome and glorious glory of her life seemed to overshadow the sky, but there was no kindness in those black and red eyes. They couldn't help but want to back away, "You used fishbone that day..."

"People from Xihezong," Chao Zong glanced at the three of them, and knew that his grandfather definitely did not follow Xihezong's instructions to preside over the defense work here.

The three chicks nodded like they were pecking at rice, their backs straightened, and their expressions were extremely tense.

"Leave here, if you come closer, the former demon cultivator will be your fate," Chao Zong said and disappeared, intending to cause some trouble for his grandfather.

His aura disappeared for a long time before the three of them breathed heavily and relieved. The girl said, "Although he looks pretty, it's really scary."

"It sounds like it was that day," the young man said, "Have you reached consummation now?"

"I'm full, my feet are weak," the girl said, holding up her skirt, "Help me."

The three of them walked forward with support, and when they reached the foot of the mountain, the girl suddenly asked: "What do you think is the relationship between the hot-faced expert and the cold-faced expert?"

The young man asked from the side: "Would you like to go back and ask?"

"I don't want it!" The girl resolutely refused. She could tell that the man's threat was true. If they really dared to go, they could only admit that they were unlucky if they were really killed.

Chao Yan entered the place where he lived and put down the basket, and several people gathered to report: "Pavilion Master, the preparations are almost done, but it is inevitable that some families and sects will be damaged when the forces are turbulent. Family, we will be more cautious when we act."

Chao Yan started the fire wheezing, and when he put down the bamboo tube for blowing air, his face was still smeared with black: "Well, except for Xi Hezong, you can figure out the rest."

The branch masters of Lanqing Pavilion are people who don't know how many such things have been dealt with, and now there is no need for him to say anything more.

"Yes," the man responded.

"Is there anything else? If you have nothing to do, leave quickly," Chao Yan said, picking up a fire and throwing a few sweet potatoes into it.

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay, and one person asked: "Is the pavilion master angry? I didn't intend to reveal the identity of the pavilion master."

"Not angry," Chao Yan rested his chin, and lied to the three children just for fun, it doesn't matter whether they expose it or not, "I let you go because Chao Zong will be back later."

As we all know, the pavilion master and the deputy pavilion master must not appear at the same time, any one of them is fine. If they appear at the same time, either dog food will be scattered all over the ground, or the smell of vinegar will be everywhere.

Several people were stunned for a moment, then quickly cupped their hands and said: "Pavilion Master, my subordinates are waiting to leave."

The few people didn't seem to be leaving in a hurry, but seemed to be running away, but after a while, Chao Zong's aura descended, and they landed on the opposite side of the fire and said, "Has anyone been here?"

Chao Yan looked at him, dog nose, this is: "The people from Lanqing Pavilion came over and reported the news."

"What is this?" Chao Zong glanced at Chao Yan's feet and said, "Sweet potato, did you throw it in?"

"Yes," Chao Yan replied.

Chao Zong asked: "How long?"

"Well, I don't know," Chao Yan flipped through the fire, "Can't you just roast it and eat it?"

"It's undercooked when it's roasted, and it's got a mouthful of ashes when it's roasted," Chao Zong said as he sat next to him, "Why do you suddenly want to eat this?"

"It just happened to happen today," Chao Yan said, poking the sweet potato in the fire, "What should we do now?"

Chao Zong picked out one, pressed it with his finger and threw it back: "It will be fine in a moment, what else have you met besides sweet potatoes?"

"I met the three juniors of Xihezong." Chao Yan sat down and leaned on his shoulder, sighing, "Children nowadays are really not easy to lie to."

"Two men and one woman?" Chao Zong asked sideways.

"You saw it," Chao Yan raised his head slightly, "you didn't scare him, did you?"

"Of course not," Chao Zong said in a straight tone, "and kindly told them to leave early."

"Huh?" Chao Yan narrowed his eyes at him, pinched his waist with his fingers, "Really?"

"Are the bamboo baskets you wove in their hands?" Chao Zong asked.

Chao Yan withdrew his hands and patted Chao Zong's head with a smile, "I also know how to tell the children to leave quickly, I really have grown up."

Chao Zong poked the fire to make it burn more vigorously: "There will be more and more things like this in the future."

He was talking about the fact that Xi and Zong's juniors came here, and both of them understood.

It's fun to talk to people, but it's better not to be watched as monkeys.

"Let's go to another place to see," Chao Yan said, looking at the starry sky, "You can also go and see the spirit beasts. Although you have a good relationship with Brother Chunhu, you haven't seen the scenery of the fox family, or ..."

"You should go back to Hongmeng Xianzong to go to school," Chao Zong said, grabbing his wrist, the trick to prevent Taoist companions from wandering around is to send him to school and let the sect system control him.

"I'm on the Mahayana star, so you won't be able to see me," Chao Yan said.

"You can see, just be an elder," Chao Zong said.

"I don't want to go back to school," Chao Yan said, poking his cheek, how leisurely life outside is.

"No," Chao Zong resolutely resisted the child's truancy as if his parents had possessed him.

"Baby, I love you the most," Chao Yan put his arms around his neck, "Don't you want to see me every day?"

Chao Zong's pupils deepened slightly, and before Chao Yan approached him, he said: "The sweet potato is ready."

"I want to eat," Chao Yan immediately let go of him, and watched eagerly as Chao Zong picked out sweet potatoes from the inside, and rolled them to the ground, but as soon as they were broken apart, the sweet taste in them made people feel like Mouth secretes saliva.

Chao Yan ate a whole three, and stopped when he felt that it was about the same: "Actually, it is almost time to retreat, and it is estimated that I will retreat for many years in the three dynasties."

"Is Hongmeng enough?" Chao Zong asked.

"Huh? Didn't I tell you that I won nearly [-] Hongmeng points?" Chao Yan was puzzled.

"No," Chao Zong said.

"Hey, it's so hard to win with [-] Hongmeng points, I almost vomit," Chao Yan told him what happened at that time, "But it can still be used for a long time, how many Hongmeng points do you have?"

Breaking through to the Transcendence Tribulation Stage is considered a graduation, and if you are not a student, you don't need to use the Hongmeng point.

"The Hongmeng Order has disappeared, it is invalid," Chao Zong said, turning his eyes, "Your master is an old fox."

"Haha, I think so too," Chao Yan said with a smile. To be able to sit in such a large Immortal Sect, suppress countless monks who have crossed the tribulation, and gather the best disciples in the cultivation world, how can it be possible without being a bit of a fox? Find someone to inherit my grandmist points, do you have any good ideas?"

"You are not allowed to give me an apprentice," Chao Zong said bluntly.

"Why?" Chao Yan asked, "Are you having a fight with him? Wasn't your relationship good before?"

"You don't want him to send you hundreds of Heaven-level techniques," Chao Zong said.

"Forget it, change someone," Chao Yan felt that it would be enough to have a Taoist companion who loves to urge him to study, and it's better for the apprentice to remain soft and cute.

Xihezong has been located in the Luoyu Mountains for thousands of years. Although there were some ups and downs, there were no major changes. Until one day, the entire sect trembled. When all the disciples came back to their senses, they found that their mountains were gone. up.

"Is this the power to turn mountains and seas?" A disciple sighed.

"It's amazing, but why did you move the mountain away?" Another disciple uttered a torture that hit the soul.

Mr. Ya was silent on the sidelines, because of the sense of territory. If you occupy it yourself, it is impossible for others to think about it. Whether it is a human race or a beast race, everyone will have a sense of territory in their personality, but some people can occupy it, and some people can occupy it. People can only give up.

Luoyu Mountain has been moved away, and Mr. Ya knows that the two people who have lived here for decades will also leave.

As for his father's emotions, the spirit stones given by the two grandchildren are enough for him to live happily for a long time, and it can be regarded as going bankrupt to earn spirit stones. After all, there is a mother who is particularly good at spending money.

The departure of Chao Yan and Chao Zong did not take too long to say goodbye, meeting in the realm of comprehension requires fate, parting is not a bad thing.

Leaving from Luoyu Xingchen is not difficult. Chao Yan guessed that he was on the verge of breaking through, and the two rushed directly to Hongmeng Xianzong. If there were three dynasties, their parting time could be reduced by at least half. However, they reached the periphery of Hongmeng Xianzong At that time, before the two of them realized it, they were surrounded by an extremely powerful aura, and the dragon clan was very powerful.

Chao Yan saw the person walking out of the void, silently hid behind Chao Zong and said: "Husband protect me."

At that moment, Chao Zong felt that it would not be a problem for him to play ten Qing long songs.

Of course, the imagination is beautiful, but the reality is cruel. The dragon clan in the early stage of the tribulation has absolutely no chance of winning against the dragons in the later stage of the tribulation.

Qing Changge wasn't very angry at first, and after decades of getting angry again, the anger that was lingering in his heart has almost disappeared. However, seeing Chaoyan looking for protection without even hitting him, he frowned slightly and said: "When you encounter difficulties Just shrink back, do you still have the backbone of a monk?"

"No," Chao Yan smiled and said, "Battling you with the junior's current cultivation base is courting death, and the backbone can't guarantee that the junior will not die, so don't worry about it."

Qing Changge was faintly persuaded by him: "Do you remember the time when the two of you teamed up to deceive me?"

At this time, I can only make this dragon angry, Chao Yan said with a smile: "The facts of the day are helpless, but I followed the trend, saying that the deception is too serious, the younger generation can slap my conscience and guarantee that there is absolutely no intention of deception .”

Chao Zong: "..."

Anyone who is familiar with Chao Yan knows that he has no conscience.

Qing Changge had a hard time understanding why there were creatures like Chao Yan in the world, squinting his eyes and said: "You have the reincarnation pill on your body, so you don't need the dragon blood."

In the end, because he fell into the bitter scheme of these two people for a moment, he was tricked out of the blood of the Dragon Clan. This incident was enough to make Feng Qiwu, a dead bird, laugh for hundreds of years.

"It turns out that senior wanted the Reincarnation Pill," Chao Yan suddenly realized, took out a jade bottle from his backpack and said, "You should have said earlier, it made the atmosphere so tense."

"No," Qing Changge denied. He didn't want that thing. He just came here to ask for an explanation. As for what to do after asking for an explanation, he didn't think about it. A beating is not enough, Zhou Duo's