The three of them chatted for a while, and when the time was near, Ji Buyun went out to give an order, and after a while, the maid put on a table full of dishes with good color and taste, meat and vegetable matching, water and land mixture, and the best thing was to prepare a pot of sweet and sour pomegranate juice for female guests who did not drink.

Nan Wan'er, a foodie, moved her finger when she saw these delicious foodies, and picked up chopsticks while clamoring to "taste", Ji Buyun had seen her so-called "taste", and knew that it was more appropriate to call it a tornado, so she quickly stopped her.

The high priest smiled and persuaded, "The guests haven't arrived yet, wait a while, Wan'er." ”

Nan Wan'er couldn't taste it, so she threw down her chopsticks and said, "Little brother, your housekeeper is so hateful, when people live here, he eats either bean rice or wheat rice for others, why don't you eat these delicious things?"

"Little brother, your housekeeper is deliberately angry with others. ”

"Little brother, your housekeeper looks down on others, and they are also princesses. ”

The more she talked, the more angry she became, and she turned around and went out to shout "Steward Ji" all over the world, and Ji Cheng didn't know where to hide for a long time.

Nan Wan'er searched around but didn't find Ji Cheng, and came back holding the high priest's arm and sulking at the table of dishes that couldn't be eaten in her mouth.

Just after the hour, Ji Buyun's mind moved, a breeze blew in the room, and after a slight fluctuation in the air, the figure of Ying Qingyi in Tsing Yi appeared.

She glanced at Ji Buyun coldly, then looked at the high priest carefully, and said, "You are the woman that Haotian asked to marry him?"

The High Priest said, "Yes." ”

Ying Qingyi looked at Ji Buyun, then at the high priest, and said coldly: "Don't worry, I won't rob him with you, I am the dragon of the saint who lives with the sky, and there is time to wait for him to be worthy of me, unlike you, only this life." ”

The high priest's slightly hoarse and quiet voice revealed endless majesty, and he said slowly: "If the two hearts are in harmony, one life is enough. ”

Worthy of being the highlander who has undergone strict debate training, Ying Qingyi was stunned by the high priest's words, glanced at the dishes on the table, turned to Ji Buyun and said coldly: "I am looking for you to have business, not to eat and drink." ”

Nan Wan'er interjected: "That's what people prepared to eat for themselves, not for you, didn't you prepare wine without looking at it?"

Ying Qingyi stared at Nan Wan'er word by word and said, "Interrupt, little peacock, do you really think I won't pluck your hair one by one?" She poured the anger she had just received from the high priest on the head of the chattering princess.

Nan Wan'er was frightened by her, so she quickly shut up, lowered her head and counted her fingers to play.

The three maids came in with the wine brought by the high priest at this time, and Ying Qingyi saw the wine, and there was a trace of fluctuation in his cold eyes.

As soon as the maid went out, Bingyi, dressed in white, appeared indoors out of thin air.

He first shouted "brother" to Ji Buyun, and then said to Ying Qingyi with a smile: "Qingyi, you are running so fast." ”

Ying Qingyi snorted and ignored him.

Bingyi, who looked embarrassed, saw Nan Wan'er counting her fingers on the chair, and the majesty of the innate divine dragon returned, and said, "Jiu'er." ”

Nan Wan'er hurriedly stood up, bowed to him in a dignified manner, and said, "Uncle Bing." ”

The high priest stood up, and without waiting for Ji Buyun's introduction, Bingyi said to her, "You are the younger brother and sister that Haotian found for my brother, right?"

The High Priest whispered, "Yes." ”

"Well, it's good, it's good, it's good, it's good. ”

Bingyi didn't know whether to be sincere or casually praised a few words, leaned over to the table, and said, "I'll see what delicious food my brother has prepared for me." ”

Ji Buyun walked over and said to Bingyi with a smile: "Hurry, village wine and wild vegetables, don't dislike it." ”

Bingyi replied, "My brother, you're welcome", watched and smelled as he spoke, sniffed and sat down.

Nan Wan'er, the foodie princess, hurried over and sat down next to Bingyi, and said intentionally or unintentionally: "Uncle Bing, do you want to drink?" This wine was specially prepared for you by my sister, and people who don't know how to drink and want to drink it when they smell it." ”

After speaking, the mud seal of the wine jar was opened, and the plump and mellow aroma of wine overflowed.

Ying Qingyi smelled the aroma of wine, and his face became a little unnatural.

Bingyi really couldn't resist the temptation of food, picked up the chopsticks and feasted, and the little peacock that had been greedy for a long time did the same, and quickly followed to eat.

Bingyi said vaguely while eating: "Brother, brother and sister, don't laugh at me, I'm really hungry, come and come together, well, this wine is good, I won't drink it, brother, you can drink a few glasses with Tsing Yi." ”

Ji Buyun and the high priest sat at the table, Ying Qingyi hesitated, but was still attracted by the wine, walked over and sat down, and directly drank the bowl of wine that Ji Buyun poured for her, and then picked up the wine jar and poured himself a bowl of wine.

The wine was really good, fragrant, and even Bingyi, who was trying to control himself, had a salivating look on his face.

Ying Qingyi raised the wine bowl and signaled to Ji Buyun, the two of them raised the bowl and fell down, and drank more than a dozen bowls of wine after a while.

The high priest secretly pulled the corner of Ji Buyun's clothes, suggesting that he drink slowly.

Ying Qingyi saw the actions of the high priest, and said coldly: "If you want to stop him, you don't have to sneak around, he and I are just cultivation partners, don't worry, he can drink." ”

After speaking, he raised the wine bowl and signaled to Ji Buyun.

The two of them didn't eat a mouthful of food, they each drank a jar of wine, and when they started to drink the second jar of wine, Ji Buyun deliberately slowed down and said to Bingyi: "Big brother, does this dish suit your appetite?"

Bingyi chewed something in his mouth and said vaguely perfunctorily: "Not bad, not bad." ”

After saying that, he threw off the chopsticks again.

Ji Buyun glanced at Nan Wan'er, who was also munching, and thought: Could it be that these gods and elves are all foodies?

Ying Qingyi glared at him and said, "I'm just born to love wine, what's wrong?"

Ji Buyun knew that she had read her thoughts, so she quickly covered it up and said, "Eat something, eat something." ”

After speaking, he picked up the chopsticks and first pinched a piece of bamboo shoot for the high priest, and then ate it himself.

Ying Qingyi picked up the chopsticks for the first time, and after eating the fish, he raised the wine bowl to him.

Nan Wan'er, who finally ate almost the same, looked up at Bingyi at this time and said, "Uncle Bing, Uncle Bing, someone bullied my little brother and others two days ago. ”

Bingyi chewed something in his mouth and asked, "Who?"

Nan Wan'er said: "What is it from the Sword Palace?" ”

Bingyi said: "I don't know, did you mention my name?"

Nan Wan'er said: "I mentioned it, they said they didn't know about you." ”

Bing Yiqi said: "What's going on, tell me." ”

Nan Wan'er added fuel and vinegar to the crimes committed by the Hidden Sword Palace, and especially emphasized that when she reported the name of Bingyi, the other party sneered and said that she didn't know, she hadn't heard of it. In the end, he emphasized that the other party left a message twice, and he would come to take revenge within ten days.

Bingyi slapped his chopsticks and said angrily: "I have told the Three Realms, Ji Buyun is my brother, bullying him is equivalent to bullying me, you don't have to wait for them to find you, let's go and destroy them all now." ”

Nan Wan'er was overjoyed when she heard this.

After Ying Qingyi raised the bowl and drank a bowl of wine with Ji Buyun, he pointed at Ji Buyun and said coldly to Bingyi: "He is my person, do you need to take care of it?"

Bingyi tried to defend himself, opened his mouth, and finally closed it. Under Ying Qingyi's cold eyes, the dignified natural dragon didn't dare to say anything.

Ying Qingyi and Ji Buyun drank wine for another night, put down the wine bowl and said, "At noon tomorrow, you and I will go to destroy the Tibetan Sword Palace." He pointed to the high priest and said, "Bring your wife who is close to your heart in this life." ”

After speaking, he didn't talk anymore, didn't eat food, just drank wine.

After drinking the three jars of wine, Ying Qingyi got up and disappeared directly in the air, but Bingyi didn't leave, he smiled at Ji Buyun and said, "Brother, pour a bowl of wine for the eldest brother." ”

Ji Buyun had no choice but to pour him a bowl.

After two bowls of wine, the original form of Bingyi, who had a very low amount of wine and a very poor wine, was revealed, and he put his arm around Ji Buyun's shoulders and said: "Brother, the eldest brother never cares about other people's affairs, so he fell in love with you at first sight, so I helped you persuade Lao Long to help your sweetheart that day." ”

He pointed at the High Priest with drunken eyes and continued, "It's not you, it's not you, it's another. ”

Ji Buyun had never told the high priest about this, but the high priest knew that Bingyi must be the queen, she looked at Ji Buyun with a slight displeasure on her face.

Ji Buyun originally planned to find an appropriate time to talk to the high priest about the queen in detail, but at this time, he was directly shaken out by Bingyi, and he could only secretly complain.

Bingyi took a sip of wine and continued to chatter: "Big brother is so envious of you, brother, look at how your two sweethearts treat you, that Ying Qingyi, big brother has liked her for thousands of years, and has never given me a good face, heaven and earth, the three worlds of gods, demons, and humans, except for her, who dares to talk to your eldest brother like this." ”

Take a sip of wine and chatter for a while, Ji Buyun has seen him like this, the high priest and Nan Wan'er, two women who are raised in the boudoir, have seen a drunk man sprinkled, and the two looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

Bingyi was rambling until late at night, before he said "bother" and stumbled away.

When Ji Cheng sent them out, he quietly said to Ji Buyun: "Childe, the location of your mansion has been chosen, and I have asked people to draw the drawings, and you will see if there is anything you are not satisfied with." ”

Ji Buyun said: "Didn't you build it opposite the priest's courtyard?"

Ji Chengdao: "It was built by the highlanders, we must also build one, and it must be the case for the face of the empire." ”

Ji Buyun had no choice but to agree.

On the way back, Ji Buyun explained the queen's affairs to the high priest in detail, including how she did not hesitate to damage the original god and break the enchantment in order to see herself, and how he begged the ancestral dragon, etc., the only thing to hide was that the queen's original god was now hidden in his chest.

When the high priest heard this, he sighed thoughtfully, "Poor woman. Then he focused on the process of the queen's betrayal by the senate.

After listening, she came to the conclusion that the queen was betrayed by some members of the royal family and the three major families of Buyun, Ne, and Ao.

Ji Buyun also thought about this matter seriously, and guessed that the betrayal of the queen must be the beneficiary of the Senate, but he didn't dare to make such a conclusion publicly, the most important thing is that the high priest is the descendant of that part of the royal family.

The high priest said to Ji Buyun: "The highlanders are connected by their belief in Haotian, the fault is first in her, betraying the belief in Haotian, the highlanders as a whole do not exist, if I were her, I would rather be burned than succumb to Xingtian." ”

He added: "There are too many involved in this matter, and after we get married, let's think carefully about how she will be placed after she recovers to her body." ”

Ji Buyun was secretly happy in his heart, and hurriedly nodded yes.

The high priest said: "Also, ascending the throne as the king and looking at the scenery, but this throne is chosen by God, unlike the emperor of the Central Plains Empire, which can be hereditary, and has no practical meaning for us, the five consuls and the adults and elders encouraged me to ascend the throne because they want to take the opportunity to hereditary the power in their hands, I am deliberately giving them a look now, so that they dare not underestimate me, I just want to be with you calmly, there is no need to get involved in these rights and wrongs." ”

These words were inspired by the queen, and the analysis of the stakes was clear, Ji Buyun was convinced, nodded and said: "Duo'er, I don't understand these things, just listen to you." ”

After sending the high priest into the priest's courtyard, Ji Buyun returned to the barracks, lay on the bed and caressed the queen's original god and began to think about the high priest, the high priest only appeared in his consciousness after a while, the brocade was covered tightly, and he should have just finished changing.

Ji Buyun finally put his mind at ease, and the turmoil caused by Bingyi completely passed.

It was almost noon, Nan Wan'er came out with Priest Woyue and introduced Ji Buyun into the priest's courtyard.

The Praetorian Guards on duty were accustomed to this, and their eyes were full of envy and jealousy when they looked at Ji Buyun one by one.

Nan Wan'er smiled and hugged Ji Buyun's arm, looked up at him and turned on the chatter mode, and said, "Little brother, little brother, please help someone talk to that Tsing Yi sister and bring someone with you." ”

In order to watch the excitement, this little peacock has always been unpleasant to the eye, and now it has become Sister Tsing Yi in her mouth.

"Little brother, little brother, why don't you help others beg Uncle Bing, it doesn't seem to work, Uncle Bing is so afraid of Sister Tsing Yi, little brother, you still help others discuss with Sister Tsing Yi." ”

"Little brother, people want to go with you and Sister Duo'er. ”

"Little brother, Sister Duo'er has never seen such a scene, people can accompany her. ”

That's a hundred.

Ji Buyun was overwhelmed, so he had to say: "Okay, okay, I promise you, but Ying Qingyi doesn't promise me, but there is no way." ”

The little peacock rolled his eyes and said, "Don't worry, as long as you open your mouth, she will definitely agree." ”

Ji Buyunqi said: "Why?"

Nan Wan'er said: "Haha, little brother, you really don't understand?"

Ji Buyun said: "I don't understand. ”

Nan Wan'er said: "She was angry with her sister yesterday, and today she has to take her sister to see her to avenge us, in order to shake her prestige." ”

The High Priestess was waiting for them in the garden behind the Pink Palace, she was dressed in white priestly robes and wore a veil.

As soon as noon arrived, Ji Buyun's mind moved, and Ying Qingyi and Bingyi appeared in front of them.

She glanced at Nan Wan'er coldly and asked, "Little peacock, are you going too?"

Nan Wan'er nodded busily and said, "Yes, yes, Sister Tsing Yi, please bring someone with you." ”

Ying Qingyi pointed at her and said to Bingyi, "You take her." ”

Before Bingyi's good words landed, Ying Qingyi pointed at Ji Buyun and the high priest with both hands, and the two of them rose into the air with her, straight into the sky.

The Praetorian Guards and priests below saw the high priest flying in the air, and they were all so shocked that they couldn't close their mouths, and many people hurriedly knelt down and bowed down, which was another miracle shown by the high priest.

Above the clouds, Ying Qingyi showed his true body, which was a golden-winged roc with a shape that covered the sky and the sun, his eyes were like bright moons, and there was a pearl of wisdom exuding glittering brilliance on the top of his azure head; his golden wings were spread, like auspicious clouds spread out above the nine heavens, and he did not know how many tens of thousands of miles wide; his body was dominated by golden feathers, mixed with countless colorful feathers that exuded solemn brilliance.

Bingyi took Nan Wan'er to the sky, and the four of them sat on Ying Qingyi's back together. Bingyi waved his hand to create a transparent barrier, isolating the three of them from the wind and dark clouds outside.

Ying Qingyi danced his wings, his golden wings pierced the void, and the 90,000-mile heavenly road danced by, and he came to the boundless sea in an instant. In the sky and the sea, the golden bird is like a ship that crosses time and space, the rolling waves on the sea surface are just transparent dotted lines in the eyes of several people, and the dotted islands are like dark stones of different sizes.

Everything is so empty and bland.

However, the peerless face of the high priest is in the infinite blue, setting off the glittering golden light reflected by Ying Qingyi's wings, and his temperament is refined and bright, like a white lotus that is independent from the world.

When Ji Buyun was fascinated, Ying Qingyi's cold face suddenly appeared in her mind, and she said to him coldly: "It's here." ”

Ying Qingyi put away his true body, and the five of them stood above the clouds and looked down, below was a volcanic island filled with endless sword qi, and in the center of the island, countless ancient swords shining with primordial killing intent crisscrossed and crisscrossed, forming a towering palace with brilliant radiance.

Hidden Sword Palace, Sword Palace, hidden sword in the palace, sword in the palace wall.

In front of the palace is a marble square, on which there are countless figures of people in yellow.

The five of them landed on the square, only to see thousands of yellow-clothed people kneeling in the square, and an old man with white hair stood in the front.

When the old man saw Bingyi and Ying Qingyi, he hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Ling Yijian, the deacon of the Hidden Sword Ancestral Court, has seen the Divine Dragon and the Lord of the Seven Islands. ”

Ying Qingyi said coldly: "Are you here to stand up for them?"

Ling Yijian hurriedly said, "Don't dare, don't dare." ”

"And what are you doing here?"

Ling Yijian pointed to the yellow-clothed man who was kneeling on the ground: "This Tibetan Sword Palace Palace Master Sima Di is a junior apprentice, he knows that he has offended the Lord of the Seven Islands, so he leads all the people to ask the Island Master here. ”

Ying Qingyi snorted in his nose and did not speak.

Ling Yijian said: "I hope that the Lord of the Seven Islands will have a large number of them, and they will be treated lightly. ”

Ying Qingyi interrupted him and said, "What did the girl tell you in the morning?"

Ling Yijian's forehead was full of sweat, and he said in a low voice: "Self-destruct the Hidden Sword Palace, hand over Sima Wuya, Sima Jie's self-financed cultivation, and the rest will cut off one of their arms." ”

Ying Qingyi said coldly: "Since you don't listen to what the girl said, then you don't have to listen to it anymore." ”

The implication is that if she is disobedient, she will be killed.

Hearing this, Ling Yijian hurriedly knelt down, kowtowed to Ying Qingyi and said, "The Lord of the Seven Islands is angry, the Lord of the Seven Islands is angry." ”

Thousands of yellow-clothed people kowtowed together, and Sima Di kowtowed while saying: "Wanlong Island should be the owner of the seven islands, it's not that the villain doesn't hand over the rebel Sima Wuya, it's really that the villain doesn't know where the rebel has gone." ”

It turned out that after Sima Wuya broke his arm, he did not follow everyone back to the Tibetan Sword Palace, but said that he wanted to find a place to heal his wounds and left alone.

Ying Qingyi is the seven island lords of Wanlong Island who are above the twelve temples of the East China Sea, and the seven island owners of Wanlong Island are all saints Ying Long, although Ying Qingyi is a latecomer, but the most prestigious. The dragon of cultivation, the mana is strong, the killing is decisive, Wanlong Island gathers all the dragons of cultivation in the world, suppresses the east, and destroys a place at every turn, all the cultivators in the East China Sea dare not disobey the order of Wanlong Island.

Ying Qingyi pointed at Ji Buyun and said: "I have been sacred, he inherits the will of heaven and the dragon, and he and I are destined to practice together." When you see his dragon pendant, you dare to take revenge again, do you want to cut off my cultivation path? ”

Cutting off the path of a cultivator is equivalent to taking the life of a cultivator, and Ying Qingyi's sentence is as heavy as it is heavy.

Ling Yijian and the others were all like ashes, kowtowing like pounding garlic, and no one dared to say a word.

Bing Yi roared, volleyed into the air, his gaze through the vertical and horizontal sword qi, condensed on the majestic palace composed of countless ancient swords, the endless ice in his eyes gushed out, the cold light flashed, the bright palace was instantly frozen by the cold, even the vertical and horizontal sword qi was frozen in the endless cold, Bing Yi's eyes changed slightly, an earth-shattering loud sound, the frozen palace, the sword qi shattered into countless fine ice chips, and dissipated in the void with the wind.

One thought to freeze the heaven and the earth, and one thought to freeze the void, this is the supreme supernatural power of the natural dragon of Kunlun Mountain.