Chapter 161 160. Humanoid beast, Dandy Code ( words - big chapter, please subscribe) The ancient Wuxiang clan, the secret realm of the ancestral vein. Outside the round oil-paper window, the shadows of the trees are heavy. The branches of flowers rustle, and the sound of swaying in the wind is refreshing. In the small room, Tang Xiaokong crossed his legs, brewed a pot of tea, and poured two cups. When he saw Song Yan, he suddenly seemed to remember something and smiled, "Forgot, I like to drink tea, so I brewed a cup for you. However, I still have wine and spiritual liquid here, you can drink whatever you want." As he said, he raised his hand and spread out exquisite jade bottles on the ancient wooden table. Tang Xiaokong swung his legs leisurely, grabbed a cup of tea, squinted his eyes and drank it, then sighed comfortably, looked up at the sky, and seemed to be thinking about something. Song Yan took the tea and drank it. The tea was very light. It had no special function.
It was probably the tea that mortals drink. The water was also ordinary water, perhaps mountain spring water, perhaps rainwater, but it was not special water. This kind of tea can be seen everywhere in teahouses in the mortal world, but it should never appear in such places. Tang Xiaokong came back to his senses, glanced at his slight surprise after drinking the tea, and smiled: "Don't think, don't remember, don't rush it before the seedlings are grown into rice, and the water will flow naturally. If you are not in the right place, you will not understand the way, otherwise there will be only a hundred harms and no benefits. To be honest with you, what I drink is not just an ordinary cup of tea, and what you drink can only be an ordinary cup of tea, otherwise there will be problems, hahaha." Song Yan thought for a while, and immediately understood that Tang Xiaokong was comprehending the "God Infant Realm", so he didn't say much, just said: "Han'er has learned." Tang Xiaokong nodded with satisfaction, and then He fanned himself like a village lord, grabbed the teapot and poured the tea into his mouth, then said: "My Wuxiang ancient clan has been around for more than 5,000 years. When it was first born, it had the innate soul secret technique and the Wuxiang mask as a legacy. And since 2,000 years ago, the Yin-Yang Black Dragon carried the jade tablet in the ancestral vein. The jade tablet recorded the third legacy of my Wuxiang ancient clan - the Wu-I True Method. This method, if you are not a member of my clan, you will never be able to learn it." As he said this, his palm moved slightly, as if it touched some mechanism, and a jade tablet suddenly appeared in the void. Tang Xiaokong said: "Han'er!" If it was before, Song Yan might still feel guilty. But now, he is a member of the Wuxiang clan with a red seedling. He is a member of the Wuxiang clan, even if he goes to the current clan leader and the ancestors of the previous generation. So, he raised his hand to touch the jade tablet, and his consciousness was cleared. Soon, a mysterious colorful light stream came and attached to the golden soul table of his Wuxiang clan, and then moved with his heart, changing unpredictably. At the same time, a line of information appeared on his panel: [Spell] "Wuxiang Broken Small Immortal Position Ancestor's Blessing" (no need to practice) After a little perception, he immediately understood that this new spell had a huge effect. It could cover the soul with a thought, hinder the fluctuation of one's own breath, and make one's own breath extremely restrained and undetectable. Not to mention that he was completely unable to perceive Tang Xiaokong's realm before, even Tang Xiaokong could not see through his realm now.
This is really amazing. As for "The True Method of Selflessness", as for the fact that it is extremely difficult for outsiders to practice, it is all a lie. Tang Xiaokong looked at him in astonishment and said, "Do you know what the "True Method of Selflessness" is?" Song Yan nodded, smiled strangely, and said, "It seems that I don't even need to practice." Tang Xiaokong laughed and said, "That's right, but you still have to pretend to practice to the outside world, and if you touch on this issue, you have to say it's the "True Method of Selflessness." Song Yan thought for a while and said, "Doesn't other ancient clans have it?" Tang Xiaokong looked at him in surprise and praised, "Incredible, incredible, with a strong talent and a good character, even Is your brain so useful? Yes, many ancient tribes do not have this kind of secondary blessing from their ancestors. And our Wuxiang Ancient Tribe has always been a tribe that does not like to reveal its cards, so it lied to the outside world that it was a spell, not the blessing of our ancestors. " Song Yan said: "Why can our ancestors give us a second blessing?" Tang Xiaokong shook his head and said: "These things are still very far away from you, so far that you don't need to consider or explore them at all." You will spend the next six months in this garden, reading books and understanding some realm information. After half a year, when the purple mansion female cultivator arrives, you can go out to practice and practice. "Although our Wuxiang Ancient Tribe started much higher than ordinary people, a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. You need to remember to take one step at a time." "I understand, kid." Tang Xiaokong nodded and clapped his hands. The small room suddenly changed, and rows of bookshelves suddenly appeared in the air that was originally empty. "There are no magic here, only some understanding of the realm by our ancestors of the Wuxiang clan. You can watch it to avoid going astray in the future. This step is actually very important, but only a big family like ours can do it. When others are still trying to find the way, you are very clear about your direction, so you will never waste time or aimless." "Yes." After Tang Xiaokong finished speaking, he waved a palm-leaf fan, carried a teapot, hummed a song, and walked out leisurely. Song Yan followed his back and looked at him. There was a moment of trance in his mind, as if this Third Master Tang had merged with the world and was no longer distinguishable from each other. He retracted his gaze and silently looked at the newly added line of information on the panel: "The Shattered Immortal's Ancestor's Blessings". His eyes slowly focused on the word "broken", revealing a thoughtful look. He vaguely remembered that when he first came here, there was also such a person who gave him many benefits, and that person was not "broken", but "dying". The other party saw his talent, and then gave him a peach, and he also returned the favor, and even to a certain extent, he had already regarded that person as a real master. Master, Master, is both a teacher and a father. He had a clear conscience towards that person, but it took him a long time to realize that he had been betrayed.
That person was called Shi Zuo Weng. He was the first elder who taught him a good life lesson. The young man narrowed his eyes and walked under the bookshelf with a pious look, letting the sunlight outside the window pour in, and the bookshelf was slanted. He walked between the light and shadow, looking at the books and notes on the shelf, and slowly stretched out his hand. Summer is gone, autumn is here, and after the leaves have fallen, there will be winter snow. The snow fell layer by layer, and the courtyard of the old house of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan was quiet, no one swept it, and no one asked about it. However, it did not show a sense of desolation and desolation, but instead gave people a feeling of being integrated into the world. The young man put a book back and closed his eyes to think. The past six months were very important to him. He learned a lot from the bookshelf of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan. These things may require breaking your head to understand them outside, or they may not be obtained at all, because no one will break them apart and tell you so carefully. Only the foundation of a big family can do this. The foundation is not only about treasures and spells, but also knowledge and experience. First of all, he understood his current state of mind. Speaking of this, we have to start with magic weapons. Xuanqi and Xuanbao are commonly used by low-level cultivators. However, these two types of treasures are meaningless after reaching the Purple Mansion Realm, because the Purple Mansion Realm is formed by thoughts, which far exceeds the role of all Xuanbao and Xuanqi. Song Yan knew this very well. When Gu Chi used the "Fengyun Futu Miasma" that year, the pagoda formed by thoughts fell from the sky. Even though he attacked from a distance, he still almost killed him. Soul weapon, soul treasure, evil weapon, evil treasure, is the new track. Soul weapon is equivalent to a "battery" that nourishes the soul with the soul, but its structure is not necessarily the "enslavement of human soul" type like the "Ice Hell Bracelet", but it is deliberately made through some natural treasures, not completely evil. The difference between soul treasure and soul weapon is that the former can release the soul and soul, and has a larger capacity. Similarly, the manufacturing method is not all the type of "Ten Thousand Souls Banner", there are other normal ones. But the biggest flaw of soul treasure is "lack of accuracy". You can command and use it, but you cannot control the power in it in detail. The evil weapon solves the shortcomings of soul treasure. It can command the causal fragments to a certain extent, so that they adhere to themselves and form a "giant soul". As for the evil treasure, its corresponding realm is actually the Divine Infant Realm. Its greatest function is not to kill, but to defend. The principle is "many souls entangle themselves, share all the damage to the souls, and become one, protecting the main soul". The book of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan that records this passage says: 'Shabao is born from heaven and earth, just like a lonely boat in the sea, floating and carrying passengers across the sea'. This passage is very metaphorical, and does not explicitly mention the bitter sea, but only gives the younger generation of the clan a general concept. But for Song Yan, who has rolled on the coast of the bitter sea, this sentence is extremely clear. Shabao is a small boat that helps the Shenying Realm cross the bitter sea. The source of Shabao is produced by heaven and earth, not by humans.
Then the question is. Normal Shabao is produced by heaven and earth, but the Shabao of "Wang Hunyu" is obtained by the "Wang Hu Clan" because of the special race, sacrificing an entire clan. This is a standard unconventional way. The normal Shabao is a leaf boat. The man is on the boat, the boat crosses the sea, after landing, the man is still the man, the boat is still the boat, but he seems to have melted half of the evil treasure into his soul. Is this "man and boat as one"? Normally, the evil treasure is to evenly distribute all the soul damage, but his eyebrows can directly emit terrible soul attacks, which seems to be a little inexplicably crooked. At first glance, it feels wild. In addition, the book of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan did not say that the evil treasure can also absorb the power of the bitter sea and melt it together; let alone if a person with half of the wild evil treasure of the henchman falls into the bitter sea, and melts that half of the evil treasure into his own soul, and absorbs a lot of bitter sea breath, what will happen. But this level of power can indeed absorb the thoughts of an early stage of the Divine Infant. "An unprecedented, at least extremely rare state" is the conclusion Song Yan came to about his own state. Secondly, Song Yan's understanding of the Purple Mansion Realm has also deepened a lot. The early stage of the Purple Mansion is the killing thought. Killing thoughts, most cultivators kill all the way, and they are not lacking in this. The key is to use the "Xuanxin" to borrow the body of heaven and earth to strengthen the soul. In the middle stage of Zifu, it is for protection thoughts. The best way to obtain protection thoughts is to spend decades in peace and tranquility, and then you can feel it. Song Yan thought about what "peace and tranquility" meant, but the first thing that popped into his mind was "Junior Sister An Li". Those days in Nanwu Jianmen were indeed peaceful and peaceful. If An Li was still there, if the old friend's heart had not changed, it would be the biggest opportunity for him to break through the middle stage of Zifu. In the late stage of Zifu, it is for me. My thoughts, as the name implies, are to recognize the existence of "I". How to recognize? There is only a difference. The core seems to be to understand that "I" is independent of "heaven and earth", not like flowers, grass, mountains and rivers, but in "heaven and earth". Only when this is understood and achieved, "I" can be called "I". It is precisely because "my thoughts" are so independent that they can exist for a long time, rather than being muddleheaded between heaven and earth, with thoughts arising and disappearing in an instant. The best way to break through my thoughts is to use the "Purple Mansion Secret Art" to weave an equally powerful secret power with one's own thoughts, envelop oneself in it, isolate the influence of heaven and earth from the outside, and completely cut off the connection with heaven and earth. However, at the moment when it is really done, it is necessary to withstand some strange attacks from heaven and earth. This attack is called a small heavenly tribulation. If you survive it, you will successfully break through the late stage of Purple Mansion. This made Song Yan think of the "Fengyun Futu Miasma" of the Corpse-eating Wolf Clan again. Isn't the pagoda with thoughts like a power realized by a certain ancestor of the Corpse-eating Wolf Clan? Once again, Song Yan also knew some combinations of the Nine Realms of the Crimson Palace. The book of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan said that the Nine Realms of the Crimson Palace did not have the most perfect combination, but there was the most suitable combination. There are two ways, one is to focus on the soul, and the other is to focus on the body. The book of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan records the combinations of some important bloodlines, the location of existence, the way to obtain them, etc.
If the Wuxiang Ancient Clan members want to obtain these bloodlines, in addition to going to get them in person and sending their men, there is another way, that is, to issue an "ancient order" to the vassal states. "Ancient Order" is simply a reward. The ancient clan also has contribution points, but the ancient clan does not have contribution points for its own clan members, but for external ones. Different contribution points can be exchanged for different rewards. The biggest reward of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan is the secret art of cultivation. Many of these secret arts are coveted by other sects; in addition, there are some resources, privileges, etc. The most important privilege is the length of time to practice "Xuanxin". If you want to enter the early stage of the Purple Mansion, you only need to sit on the Xuanxin for a few years, but the early stage of the Purple Mansion at that time was extremely unstable. If you want to be stable, you either continue to sit on the Xuanxin or use a large amount of Xuanyu to maintain it, and the effect is not as good as the "Xuanxin". "Xuanxin" is hard to find, but the location around the "Xuanxin" is also an important resource that can be distributed. Therefore, controlling the "Xuanxin" is to control the biggest resource for the promotion of all the strong men of the sects in the vassal state, and it is also a monopoly resource. Every disciple of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan can issue "Ancient Orders" to a certain extent. If there is a problem of "Xuanxin" conflict, either queue up, wait, or adjust. And there are very few Xuanxins that the Wuxiang Ancient Clan specifically reserves for subordinate sects, which also ensures the "credibility" of the "Ancient Order". However, these Xuanxins are naturally much worse than the Xuanxins kept by the Wuxiang Ancient Clan in terms of cultivation environment and quality. Song Yan put down the book, he felt that the time had come. There were footsteps outside, and soon, Tang Xiaokong appeared in front of the door and said, "Xiao Han, your people are here, and it's time for you to go and practice. You must remember what I said when you are outside. We Wuxiang people have always been mysterious, and we must not let people know our true identities and true appearances. This, the Wuxiang mask and Wuxiang true method can completely help you do it. And anywhere in my Wuxiang ancient clan's vassal state, whether you are facing the mortal king or the sect master, you only need to issue an identity token, and the other party must recognize it. You can also order them at will, or even interfere in their affairs, and let them do something that is not so costly. If it is too big, then issue an ancient order. Of course, all this The premise is that the other party has not offended you. If there is any blind dog thing that dares not give us face, then there is no need for it to exist. If you encounter a powerful enemy and the female cultivators around you cannot help you block it, you can directly use the identity token, which contains the aura of many late Purple Mansions and even Divine Infants in the clan. Who will take action depends on the closeness of the relationship. You belong to my lineage, and the actions in the past were naturally from my lineage. If none of my lineage is free, then it depends on who is free, but in short, you don’t have to worry about no one taking action. The person who can kill my Wuxiang Ancient Clan on this acre of land has not been born yet, hum! " "I understand, godfather. "Song Yan said respectfully. Tang Xiaokong smiled kindly and said, "I hope we can see each other again in fifty years. You can give me a surprise." "I will, godfather." "Okay, Han'er, go ahead." Tang Xiaokong nodded, and then seemed to think of something, hesitating to speak, but still said, "That female cultivator is not ordinary, her combat power is quite good, and ordinary purple mansions can't stand in front of her. She is also loyal to my Wuxiang clan. This time, I follow you, and I also want to relax and comprehend the late stage of my thoughts. But don't worry, she will never She will not disobey you, and after she heard that you were stared at by Yin Yang Xuan Long for ten breaths, she also took the initiative to apply to be your man. " Song Yan said: "What does she want from me?"
This work is compiled and uploaded by Liujiu Book Bar~~ Tang Xiaokong smiled faintly and did not answer, only saying: "She will only die in front of you, and will never hurt you." Song Yan said again: "Then, how should I call her?" Tang Xiaokong said: "The ancestors called her Xi girl, you can call her Xi Yi. " When Song Yan walked out of the garden, he saw Aunt Xi standing in the middle of the snow. Aunt Xi looks really happy. It was the joy of a cruel giant beast in human form. She was eight feet long and extremely fat, almost the same height and length. The fat meat is spread down one after another, like a hundred pieces of heavy steel armor. The legs are thicker than elephant legs. A pair of soybean-sized eyes are embedded in the center of the fat face, shining with a cold light, and the aura around the body seems to be countless. Ten slaughterhouses are stacked on top of each other, filled with an unpleasant killing intent and fishy smell. When her eyes saw the young man, Aunt Xi threw herself to the ground and shouted: "Master." The reason why she fell down was because she could no longer kneel or bow down. But in such a woman, Song Yan felt the extremely terrifying power of flesh and blood. Tang Xiaokong's sentence "not ordinary" is indeed very reasonable. This Aunt Xi is obviously an alternative in the Zifu realm. Song Yan even felt that if Aunt Xi pressed down on Master Yingting, Master Yingting would be crushed until his eyeballs would pop out, and the bullet would fly dozens of feet away. "Aunt Xi, please don't pounce on me in the future." Song Yan said. Aunt Xi's belly moved, she bounced herself up, and said in a cute tone: "Okay, Master." Then, she asked: "Master, where are we going?" Song Yan had been here for half a year and had already made plans in his mind, so he smiled and said, "Come one by one." If he is a fake, he must be very panicked now and even have to cover up. But he is not. No matter what the reason was, he was given the identity of a member of the Wuxiang Clan, and he is now the true genius of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan. Winter passes and spring comes. The monk in the middle stage of Jianggong looked like he was thanking him profusely. However, the person who saw him off just said: "No need to thank me, this is the arrangement of the adults above. You really don't know what kind of luck you have hit." . I just came from a small sect in the southern part of Kuching, and I was assigned to one of the top five sects of my ancient clan to serve as a guest elder." This monk in the middle stage of Jianggong was one of the thirteen people who came with Tang Yi, and his name was Jiao Yifu. Jiao Yi originally did some family affairs under the arrangement of Tang Yi, so he got used to it first, but just a few days ago, he suddenly got a secret order, saying that he was transferred to a large sect to serve as a guest elder. It's just skyrocketing.
"It's the master's benevolence and righteousness, the master's benevolence and righteousness. I, Jiao Yifu, will never forget the master's kindness. Even if I am in another sect, I will always be the master's person." The monk clapped his chest and was extremely excited. "Go quickly. When you get to the sect, you must cherish this hard-won opportunity, practice hard often, and don't go out and wander around." "Of course, of course! I will definitely break through the realm as soon as possible!" The two exchanged pleasantries again, and then Jiao Yifu clasped his fists, took the order, and flew away with the imperial weapon. The farewell person stood there, the spring breeze blowing his long hair, his face changed, and soon turned into another appearance. He seemed ordinary, but his eyes had a different kind of charm. Suddenly, the air here became quiet, and all the humming of insects since the Waking of Insects stopped. The fishy wind blew in the face, and a huge fat figure fell with a thud, as if the god was hammering the earth hard. For a moment. Song Yan said helplessly: "Aunt Xi, can you walk a little softer?" Aunt Xi said: "I'm sorry, Master, I'm already walking very carefully." Song Yan firmly believed that Aunt Xi would definitely be a terrifying beast that could make anyone tremble in fear. If he were an ordinary person, he would have collapsed long ago with Aunt Xi's appearance and voice. Even if you don't collapse, you will feel fear and disgust. But Song Yan treated her with a normal heart. Because after getting along with each other for this period of time, he has understood that Aunt Xi is definitely a terrible enemy, but Aunt Xi seems to value him very much and take special care of him. Song Yan believed that anything that tried to get close to him and hurt him would be blown away by Aunt Xi in anger. After a brief question and answer, he looked at the leaving monk. Aunt Xi didn't ask why he did this, she just looked around with her big eyes. And when she felt that a certain monster had an evil aura, she would lick her lips. Even if the monster was still far away, she would be so frightened that it would pee and run away. As for Song Yan's purpose, it was very simple. That day, there were a total of thirteen people from the ancient clan who followed Tang Yilai. Three of them died accidentally due to the trial, leaving ten. He got these ten people from the Xingxian Mother and arranged for them to go to ten major forces respectively. He also told them to practice well in the sect and not to go out to "wander". Among these ten people, he even asked Fairy Xing to recognize him as a "godson", thus forming a Taoist couple with a woman from a powerful family in a certain powerful force. Anyone who wants to offend these ten major forces will have a headache. Therefore, it will not be easy for anyone to go to these ten forces and catch those ten people. He knew that the demon monk must be looking for someone to investigate the situation here. Therefore, he didn't mind adding a little more difficulty to the Demon Monk, even if he was not within the Demon Monk's search range at all. But as long as he can give the Demon Monk an extra stumbling block, he will spare no effort to do so. Song Yan thought for a while and then asked: "Aunt Xi, have you found the whereabouts of the person you were asked to check?" Aunt Xi nodded her huge head, moved her palm, and took out a map. The map of the ancient country is very convenient: you can use your spiritual consciousness to locate your location, no matter where you are, as long as you integrate that spiritual consciousness and look at the map, you can accurately find your destination. What Song Yan is looking for is naturally the whereabouts of the "Southern Wu Jianmen".
Old friends and other things come second. The most important thing is that he has understood that the core of his breakthrough to the middle stage of the Purple Mansion lies in the "Nanwu Sword Gate". His kindness and his protection can only be born in the soil of the "Nanwu Sword Gate". He needs to move this opportunity to a safe place first, otherwise he will not know how much time and energy it will take to find another opportunity. If he goes there, he will definitely sneak past carefully. But now, there is no need! Song Yan's eyes quickly swept across the map and finally slowly landed on a place. That place is not in the territory of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, but further east. It is close to a force called the "Night King Ancient Clan". Between it and the "Wuxiang Ancient Clan" is a blood-colored place-the Ice Mirror Wasteland. The ancient teleportation array leading to the ancient Jin Kingdom is also in that direction. The road Song Yan came here before was actually on the Ice Realm Wasteland. This is to take a long detour rather than go through the wasteland. Obviously, the Ice Mirror Wasteland is a dangerous place. The Nanwu Sword Sect is near the Bingjing Wasteland, and it seems that the surrounding area is quite barren. "Aunt Xi, I want this sect." Song Yan raised his hand and clicked "Nanwu Sword Sect". Aunt Xi leaned over, tilted her head, stared at the map, thought about it, and simply said one word: "Okay." Song Yan asked: "Is it difficult?" Aunt Xi showed a thoughtful look, as if considering "whether it is difficult or not". After a long time, she raised her fat hand, compared a little gap between her thumb and index finger, and said: "Maybe, a little, just a little." After that, she grinned and said: "This Nanwu Sword Sect actually has some origins with them." Song Yan: ? ? ? This. He never expected it. Aunt Xi explained to his curious eyes: "Five thousand years ago, there were two powerful ancient tribes on this land, one called the Dragon Elephant Ancient Tribe and the other called the Lingbo Ancient Tribe. I am a descendant of the Dragon Elephant Ancient Tribe. And the young leader of the Nanwu Jianmen is a descendant of the Lingbo Ancient Tribe." Song Yan said: "Where are the Dragon Elephant and Lingbo tribes now?" Aunt Xi said: "Dead." Song Yan said: "How did they die?" Aunt Xi said sweetly: "Master needs to work hard to become stronger to find out." After that, she changed the subject and smiled: "Both I and the Jianmen are descendants of the dead tribe, this is the origin.
As for that little bit of difficulty, it is the Night King Ancient Tribe, because the Night King Ancient Tribe was once a subordinate tribe of the Lingbo Ancient Tribe. When the Lingbo Ancient Tribe was destroyed, the Night King Ancient Tribe did not hesitate to add insult to injury and captured some of the living Lingbos. The ancient clan members wanted to continue their clan power for their own use. Now the young master of Nanwu Jianmen has been gone for several generations and is no longer that important, but she is famous for her beauty. Many cultivators know her beauty and want to occupy her as a furnace. Unfortunately, the one who is close to the water gets the moon first. Someone from the Night King Ancient Clan has set his eyes on them. " Song Yan said: "Have you done it?" Aunt Xi said: "Nanwu Jianmen has made great contributions to the restoration of the ancient teleportation array. The Ancient Clan Alliance has granted them fifty years of recuperation and ten years of Xuanxin usage rights. Now, the time has passed." Song Yan was silent for a while, and suddenly said: "Aunt Xi, I don't care. I just heard about the young lady's fame. I just want her to be my furnace. I don't care, I don't care about anything!" Aunt Xi nodded heavily and said: "It should be so." More than a month later. The Night King Ancient Clan, Northland, a sect. A young man with a sinister look was sitting with his legs crossed, eating Xuan fruit and drinking immortal wine. Suddenly, someone stumbled in from outside, shouting, "No, young master, something terrible has happened!" The sinister young man frowned, pointed at the man and said, "Why are you panicking?" The man who rushed in said, "It's Yu Xuanwei, the young lady from Nanwu Jianmen." The sinister young man was a member of the ancient Night King clan, named————Ye Fu. The man continued, "Someone. Someone rushed to the sky above Nanwu Jianmen, saying that he wanted Miss Yu as his Taoist partner, and the entire Nanwu Jianmen as his dowry." Ye Fu was stunned, and then anger crept up his eyebrows. He slammed the table and smashed it to pieces. He could not restrain his anger and said, "Impossible! Who dares to snatch it from me in this land? I have already made it clear that the young lady is mine, who dares to move?" The man smiled bitterly and said, "That is someone from the Wuxiang Ancient Clan." Ye Fu's expression froze a little, and he murmured, "That is possible." But as he spoke, he became furious again, "Can you do this just because you are a member of a powerful ancient clan? I must tell my elders about this matter and ask them to be fair!!" The person who rushed in just smiled bitterly. He could only pass on the message about this kind of fight between gods. At this time, above Nanwu Jianmen. The beauty in scarlet brocade clothes looked at the sky with a strange look. Time has not left any signs of aging on her, but has made her more charming, just like a fairy peach that lives for hundreds of years and ripens once every hundreds of years, now plump and juicy, more attractive. Yu Xuanwei was already desperate. Because she was targeted by a playboy from the ancient Night King clan. The playboy announced to the people around early that she was destined to be his woman. Yu Xuanwei relied on many means to drag it on until now, and it seemed that she could not drag it on any longer. At this time, there was another change. The playboy from the ancient Wuxiang clan was sitting in a flying chariot, floating in the sky, and unreasonably announced that she was his woman, and whoever touched her would die.
Beside the dude, a woman who looked like a killer beast was quietly floating, looking south, as if waiting for the arrival of those who refused to obey.