If it weren't for Lu Yi's introduction, it would be hard for Chen Yuan to imagine that the rich second generation in front of him would be a senior player, and he didn't look like a predecessor at all, he was very casual.

"Actually, players are just a code name, we are all human beings, but we live for a long time, and it doesn't matter what we have or what we do. ”

Chen Yuan was shocked in his heart, he turned his head to look at Qinglong, this was what Qinglong said, Chen Yuan's eyes were full of surprise.

How could Qinglong know what was going on in his heart? Could it be that he had the ability to read minds?

Qinglong seemed to sense Chen Yuan's gaze, smiled and nodded, and didn't say anything.

"This is the White Tiger player, and the only woman among the Big Four. ”

Chen Yuan, the three major players, already knew that the remaining one was naturally the woman on the left side of the square table.

In fact, Chen Yuan had noticed the white tiger a long time ago, but he didn't speak.

The white tiger had white hair, extremely smooth, sitting on a stool, already hanging down in the clouds, Chen Yuan estimated that the long hair was not only up to the waist, but even to the heels.

When he saw the appearance of the white tiger for the first time, Chen Yuan felt very ordinary, but with the continuous gaze, it became more and more eye-catching, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt good-looking, the white tiger's facial features were very ordinary, but when they were gathered together, they slowly felt dizzy and fascinated when they looked at it.

"Chen Yuan!"

Zhao Shiyi's voice suddenly sounded in his mind, Chen Yuan came back to his senses, he glanced at several other players with some embarrassment, and then sneered at White Tiger and said, "Hello Senior White Tiger, I'm sorry, I'm distracted." ”

The white tiger didn't speak, but nodded at Chen Yuan, his calm face seemed to change slightly, Chen Yuan looked at it a few more times, the feeling of dizziness came again, and he quickly looked away.

"He is worthy of being Xuanwu's brother. Qinglong, who was sitting in the first place, smiled again, Chen Yuan looked at Qinglong with some curiosity, and before he could speak, Qinglong said prophetically.

"Anyone who knows Xuanwu's real name will lose all memories of Xuanwu. Similarly, anyone who stares at the face of the white tiger will fall into a coma, which can be as short as an hour or as long as ten days and a half months, and the coma will be indefinite. You're still the first person to be able to watch for so long without being unconscious. ”

"Huh?" Chen Yuan exclaimed, he did have a feeling of being lost just now, if it weren't for Zhao Shiyi's reminder, Chen Yuan didn't know what would happen, Qinglong said this, Chen Yuan understood the reason.

"Is this also a law?"

Qinglong shook his head.

"We don't know, and the white tiger himself doesn't know why, since the day the white tiger joined the senior year, it's been like this, but I think the white tiger's face shouldn't be the law. ”

"Why?"

Seeing Chen Yuan's curious question, Qinglong just smiled and shook his head, but did not speak, Lu Yi beside him patted Chen Yuan's shoulder, and then pointed to the sun in the sky, his lips moved slightly.

Chen Yuan read Lu Yi's lips, and he said the word "dealer".

In this way, the dealer should be immune to the white tiger, but Lu Yi's name, the dealer doesn't seem to know.

"Well, don't worry about that, just sit down. Qinglong waved his hand and motioned for Chen Yuan to sit down.

Hearing Qinglong's words, Chen Yuan reacted, he turned his head to look at the stool under Suzaku and Baihu, as well as the square table in front of him, and suddenly gasped.

This square table and the stool under everyone seemed to be a stone bench and stone table at a glance, but it was actually an entity condensed by spiritual power.

Chen Yuan touched the cyan square table, and the real touch and vigorous aura immediately confirmed his conjecture.

How much huge spiritual power does it take to compress this square table, and what makes Chen Yuan the most troublesome is that there is no stool for spiritual energy condensation on his side, and Qinglong clearly said the three words "Please sit down", it is obvious that this is a test.

How to condense a physical spirit stool, this is the test that the three major players issued to Chen Yuan.

Under Suzaku is a red spirit stool, Qinglong's is a light blue spirit stool, and under the white tiger is a pure white spirit stool.

Chen Yuan looked back at Lu Yi, only to see him with his hands crossed, standing to the side, closing his eyes and recuperating, without the slightest intention of speaking, just secretly giving Chen Yuan a vague thumbs up, signaling him to come on.

Chen Yuan suddenly had a pride in his heart, he was Lu Yi's brother, and Lu Yi was the most advanced S-level among the four major players, Chen Yuan said that he couldn't lose Lu Yi's face.

Although Chen Yuan could use the Xuanming Divine Palm to condense an ice crystal bench, it was too low to do so.

"In that case, the younger generation will be ugly. ”

Chen Yuan took a deep breath, the surging spiritual power operated, and the Xuanwu True Skill mixed with the Northern Spiritual Skill exerted its strength together, and at the same time, the Wuzhi Soldier also turned into a round ring and landed on Chen Yuan's fingers, speeding up the condensation of spiritual power.

Surging spiritual power gushed out from Chen Yuan's hands, Chen Yuan's robe and hair were windless, and soon a gray spiritual power ball was beginning to take shape.

Just by condensing the physical spirit ball at this moment, Chen Yuan felt struggling, he not only had to output spiritual power, but also constantly compress the gushing spiritual power, which was really too difficult.

Although the Northern Shengong can continuously absorb the surrounding spiritual power, and then further compress these spiritual powers through the Xuanwu True Skill, Chen Yuan has been tinkering for most of the day, and the spirit stool he made can't even be regarded as a stool, it can only be regarded as a stone with condensed spiritual power, and this stone can't even sit on half of Chen Yuan's buttocks.

"Boy Chen, try it with your mental power. ”

Zhao Shiyi's voice sounded in his ears, and Chen Yuanmao suddenly opened his mouth, and immediately mobilized his spiritual power to assist Xuanwu True Gong in compressing his spiritual energy. With the help of spiritual power, Chen Yuan's sense of difficulty in condensing the spirit bench was much less, and his speed gradually increased.

At the moment when Chen Yuan used his spiritual power to compress the aura, the three players except Lu Yi raised their heads at the same time, with different expressions in their eyebrows and eyes.

Qinglong still looked smiling, Suzaku's eyes were a little more surprised, and the white tiger's eyes were a little more curious, of course no one saw the white tiger's face.

With the release of Chen Yuan's spiritual power, the spirit bench became bigger and bigger, and it became more and more condensed, Chen Yuan's whole body was already soaked with sweat, and it was too much effort to use spiritual power with such a high intensity.

Seeing that the size was gradually getting appropriate, Chen Yuan temporarily stopped exporting spiritual power, although the appearance of Chen Yuan's condensed spirit stool was a little weird, and it was much worse than the spirit stools of several other players, but he could barely sit down.

With a sigh of relief and wiping the sweat from his forehead, Chen Yuan looked at the spirit stool under his hand, and then looked at the spirit stool of several players, and his cheeks immediately turned red.

However, the rest of the players didn't look down on Chen Yuan.

Qinglong: "It's really rare to be able to do this for the first time by condensing spiritual power." ”

Suzaku: "It's rare? Is this outrageous, okay?

The white tiger didn't speak, just let out a soft "um", very softly.

Chen Yuan's spirit stool was gray, and there was a feeling that the ink had been diluted.

"Sit down. Seeing that Chen Yuan was done, Qinglong motioned for him to sit down, Chen Yuan nodded, and sat on his spirit stool, although it was a little soft, but he was able to sit down.

"You have a lot of credit for the closure of the wormhole this time, Brother Chen Yuan, I have forgotten the last time the four players got together. In this situation, it would be nice to have a pot of wine. Qinglong's voice fell, and he touched his bald head that was still reflecting the light, and his face was full of regret.

Chen Yuangang wanted to say that there was good wine in his psionic bracelet, and if he wanted to take it out, he heard the white tiger snort softly, and he was very resistant to drinking.

Qinglong immediately shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I forgot that the white tiger is still there, and today we will replace the bar with tea." ”

When the words fell, Qinglong waved his hand, and five cyan teacups and a cyan teapot immediately appeared on the square table, Chen Yuan's eyes shrank, and he immediately recognized that these tea sets were also condensed with spiritual power.

Qinglong opened the lid of the pot, and there was an extra handful of tea leaves in his hand, and the tea leaves were put into the pot, and Qinglong looked at the Suzaku beside him.

"Suzaku, why are you still stunned. ”

Suzaku shrugged his shoulders and waved his hand to throw a few pieces of pale blue ice into the teapot.

"This is a thousand-year-old ice crystal I found in the extreme cold of the north, the water is sweet and delicious, with the alpine oolong of the green dragon, the tea brewed is full of aroma, mellow and incomparable, you must taste it." ”

Suzaku snapped his fingers and pushed the teapot in front of the white tiger, who took out a red candle, fixed it in the center of the square table, lit the red candle, and covered the tea lid.

"A few seniors, this is ......"

Chen Yuan looked at the teapot suspended in the air and asked with some confusion.

"Drinking tea is about patience, and waiting for the tea to boil is also a fun thing, isn't it?"

Qinglong's words make sense, but the red candle is such a faint flame, and what Suzaku puts into the pot is a thousand-year-old ice crystal, how long does it take for the ice water to boil when the ice crystals melt?

Several players didn't speak, and Chen Yuan was too embarrassed to speak, so he could only sit on the spirit bench and wait patiently.

Time passed minute by minute, and Chen Yuan only felt that the sky was dark and bright, bright and dark.

Qinglong has always been smiling, Suzaku is closing his eyes to recuperate, and Baihu's face, sorry, Chen Yuan doesn't dare to look at it anymore, although he won't be unconscious, but if something makes a fool of himself, not only will he be embarrassed, but Lu Yi will lose face.

Chen Yuan is not without penance, since everyone doesn't speak, then cultivate, but as he practiced, Chen Yuan found that something was wrong. The spirit bench under his ass is getting softer and softer, and faintly, it is constantly collapsing.

Two days have passed, and the white tiger has already replaced twenty-six red candles, but the thousand-year-old ice crystals have just melted.

And the spirit bench under Chen Yuan's buttocks has been deformed and may collapse at any time, and Chen Yuan's buttocks are also falling a little bit.

In desperation, Chen Yuan had no choice but to hang his hand and began to release spiritual power to repair the spirit stool.

"Chen Yuan, isn't it a little boring? Seeing Chen Yuan's hands drooping, Qinglong suddenly asked, no one spoke for the past two days and two nights, and suddenly heard Qinglong's voice, Chen Yuan was startled.

"It's okay..."

Before Chen Yuan finished speaking, Qinglong touched his chin and fell into a state of thought: "Hmm...... In this way, I'm a little bored, do you want to accompany me to relieve my boredom? ”