Standing at the door of the hall, looking at the unfamiliar layout, taking a step back and looking around, Xiting Dragon Palace is right?

The old man showed his figure in front of Mu Jun's eyes, waved his magic staff, pointed to the main hall quite proudly and said, "What does Xiao Jun think of this layout?"

Mu Jun walked slowly into the door of the hall and walked up the jade steps step by step: "Has it become a lot bigger here?"

"Space folding technique, not bad, right?" The old man stroked his white beard and floated in front of Mu Jun: "A moment ago, Xianjun said that a distant guest came, let me arrange the arrangement as appropriate." ”

Stepping on the jade platform, the two sides of the hall are covered with cyan contemplation grass mats, and nine white jade tables are placed on each case, which is full of various spiritual fruits, and a beauty in green clothes sits on the side of each case, washing the cup and making tea.

There are two tables in front of the hall, there is no beauty on the side of the case, Yunxiao is sitting upright, washing and burning tea, Mu Jun blinked, and his heart flashed with doubts.

"Who are these beauties?" Mu Jun sensed that these beauties had no heartbeat, but they had a spiritual rhythm, which was quite peculiar. Thinking of the refining hall in the goddess sacrifice palace, could it be that it was refined by an old man?

"The fairy monarch sprinkled water and turned into a spirit girl, but they are all beauties. The old man smiled and looked at the beauties on both sides of the table.

"It's true that they are all beauties, but they all look the same. "Mu Junxin said, it won't be the same pot of tea, right?

Mu Jun walked along the side of the hall towards the clouds, and looked at the table seats on the left and right: Xiting Que Yu sat at the head of the left side, staring at the beauty in Tsing Yi who was pouring tea for herself with big eyes, stretching out his fingers from time to time to touch the cheeks of the beauty in Tsing Yi, shaking his head and chuckling.

Xi Tingyu sat down with her hand, with a cold face, and glanced at Xi Tingyu from time to time, seeing that she was having fun, there was an occasional smile in her eyes.

And Xi Tingming sat down with a depressed face and sat under Xi Tingyu's hand, holding his cheek with one hand, and his fingers touching the teacup in a circle.

Xuan Su sat on Xi Tingming's hand, turned his head sideways and chatted with Jiang Ta Ge who was sitting under him, the two faced each other with a smile, the atmosphere was harmonious, as if they were old at first sight, when Mu Jun walked by, Jiang Ta Ge looked up at her, chin chuckled, Xuan Su as if he hadn't seen it, stared at Jiang Ta Ge by himself, and told him about the daily life of the blue-blooded people in the East China Sea.

On the right side of the main hall, Cang Jue sat in the first place, holding a yellow spirit fruit in his hand, putting it on the tip of his nose and smelling the fruit, but his eyes were staring at Xuan Su and Jiang Ta Ge opposite.

On the second table, Jiu Yuan lazily leaned on the pillow behind him, holding a teacup in one hand and placing the other on his lap, gently tapping the melody. Mu Jun was curious, where did those pillows come from?

Jun Yi sat at the third table, he sat upright, his back straight, staring at the clouds with good eyes, watching his every move, the light in his eyes went out, Mu Jun noticed the star robe on his body, the stars were constantly changing positions, and occasionally a meteor crossed by, falling on the hem of the clothes, and lost his trace.

Ji Yue sat on the fourth table, his guqin was placed on the table, the whole person was sitting in a precarious position, the cloud robe with wide sleeves was hemmed back, neatly paved, his straight back, there was a trace of stiffness, and occasionally looked up at the clouds on the jade platform, his eyes were full of light.

Yi Luoruo of the fifth table is a lady, smiling at the beauty in Tsing Yi cooking tea for her, and when she takes the teacup, she gestures with her chin in motion, reserved and elegant.

Yu Ge of the six-table case, with the teacup to his mouth, looked at the people in the hall with his eyes dripping, full of amazement, and muttered in his heart: Is there no ugly person in the cultivator world?

Mu Jun walked to Yunxiao's side, lifted the hem of his clothes and sat down, and saw him hand over a cup of tea, Mu Jun took it with both hands: "How dare you drive the master, it's okay for the apprentice to come and burn the tea?"

Yunxiao picked up the teacup, sniffed the fragrance of tea, and said lightly: "How about tasting the craftsmanship of being a teacher?"

Mu Jun stared at the snow mist in the cup, the fragrance in his nose, if the morning mist, surrounded by mystery, take a sip, faintly sweet, slightly cool swept from the top of the head to the toes, extremely refreshing.

Yunxiao looked sideways at Mu Jun, and saw that her eyes were slightly squinted, her eyebrows were full of joy, and her phoenix eyes were full of smiles.

The old man floated in front of him, looking at him with blank eyes, Yunxiao chuckled, the teacup floated in front of the old man, the old man leaned over, and then smiled and held the teacup, sniffed the tea, was full of surprise, took a sip, and slowly fell on Mu Jun's table, with a long aftertaste.

Xiao Huo, holding the trapped dragon pot on the table of Yunxiao, blinked at Mu Jun with dragon eyes, and when he saw her looking over, his eyes were full of hope, Mu Jun nodded at it, and then ran towards Mu Jun, as if he had not seen this.

Mu Hua, who was standing in front of the jade platform, looked at the purple-robed cultivator on the high position at the end of the main hall, his heart was slightly cold, there were very few rumors about this Yunxiao Immortal Monarch in his previous life, at least the same people of their generation had not seen him, but he didn't expect to be able to see the true face in this life, but he didn't know what variables would happen?

The three of them walked towards the main hall step by step, Mu Jing looked at the two people who were laughing and talking in the high position, her heart suddenly sour, and a thought came to her heart, if it was me sitting there at the moment, what was the situation?

Hua Li's feeling for Yunxiao is the most complicated, seeing him, the whole person can't help but be vigilant, she always feels that those phoenix eyes can see her past and present life through her soul.

"Jianfeng Mu Hua has seen Xianjun!" Mu Hua pinched the trick with both hands, and saluted loudly towards the clouds.

"Banyue Peak Mu Jing has seen Immortal Jun!" Mu Jing followed and saluted.

"Waifeng Gongshan Peak Flower Fence, I've seen Xianjun!" Hua Fence paused, she was the only one of the three who was a disciple of Outer Peak, and her heart was depressed.

Yunxiao looked at the three sect disciples under His Royal Highness, his eyes fell on Mu Hua for a breath, swept over Mu Jing, looked at the hedge for a while, and bowed his head lightly: "Sit down!"

The three of them saluted, their eyes turned around on the left and right, and they each chose a position to sit down, Hua Hedge sat at Yu Ge's hand, and Mu Hua and Mu Jing sat at Jiang Tage's hand. The people in the hall were not affected by the arrival of the three of them in the slightest, and they talked lively.

Mu Jun looked at the ecology in the hall for a long time before asking softly, "Is Master waiting for someone?"

Yunxiao bowed his head, but didn't say much, Mu Jun was slightly stunned, could it be that he was too powerful?

I don't know why, Mu Jun feels that everyone is very abnormal today, especially Cangjue, Jiuyu, and Xiting Queyu, although they are all laughing and talking, Mu Jun can feel that they are sensing the changes of the heavens from time to time, and there are four sons of luck in the three realms sitting in the hall, and the main reason for the battle of the four realms is here, but no one cares, why is this?

Mu Jun held the teacup and sent a message to the old man: "Do you know who they are waiting for?"

The old man said with a smile: "Who is missing in the battle of the Four Realms?"

Mu Jun was stunned, lacking the dust and sand realm, could it be that Yunxiao was waiting for the son of luck in the sand realm?

Gathering the sons of fortune in the four realms, what does Yunxiao intend? Do the great powers of the palace already know, do they want to wipe out the sons of fortune in this hall?

(To be continued.) )