"Am I a junior?" Peony still doesn't understand the meaning of the Blood Refining Ancestor's words.

Just some bad guesses.

This ancestor of blood refining, do you have a wife at home, let me be a junior?

The Blood Refining Ancestor didn't know what she was thinking, he just wanted Peony to be a cultivator to prepare for cultivating Peach in the future.

The seeds of the peach are also in the treasure house of the Heavenly Emperor of the Blood Refining Ancestor.

The ten spiritual roots of the mythical world are all found in the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury.

At present, of course, the ancestor of blood refining will not take it out and plant,

After all, the spiritual root of heaven and earth is too conspicuous. It will absorb the aura of a domain as nourishment, which is too attention-grabbing.

Even the Immortal Emperor will be attracted to it.

Today's ancestor of blood refining, with the body of an immortal emperor, can pass through the immortal spiritual power of the nine grades of the Xuan Realm, and it can't exert its power for a long time.

Some of the Immortal Emperor's martial arts, this bit of spiritual power, can't be used.

Cultivator Guilds exist in almost every domain, but they are never paid much attention to.

Most of the people who pay attention to it are women, because the job of the breeder is to breed small pets and plants.

Among them, of course, there are also people who breed fierce pets, and poisonous plants are used to fight.

But this method is not as lethal as the formation and the warrior,

As a result, the current breeders, the animals and plants that have been cultivated are just for people to play.

Wu Tian took the peony into the Cultivator Guild, there are not too many cultivators here,

After all, being a cultivator is also regarded as a profession with no future.

The president of the Cultivators' Association came up to greet him in person.

"I don't know what do you want, you two guests, there are small animals that can make girls happy, and there are plants that make the air fresh. ”

"And what's your most popular here?" said the Blood Refining Ancestor casually,

His bronze ghost mask is particularly eye-catching.

The art of blood refining has been born, and now in the royal capital, everyone knows about it, and no one knows it. The blood refiners within the Three Domains respect him.

Even if he goes out, all the blood refiners in the Immortal Emperor Realm should respect him.

Such a person, the president of the Cultivator Guild, this woman who is about forty years old, Mrs. Song, also has to pay attention.

"The most popular thing we have here is a plant! It can produce a fruit called the humanoid fruit, and when you eat it, you can increase your spiritual power. "With the ancestor of blood refining, Peony came to a tree,

There are many trees in the guild, but the fruit of this tree has a peculiar appearance and is particularly eye-catching.

"This is the kind of fruit, eat and see. Madame Song picked two humanoid fruits and handed them to the ancestor of blood refining, Peony.

The Blood Refining Ancestor stretched out his hand and took the fruit, knowing that the other party was courting him. Free goodies, don't be in vain,

The so-called humanoid fruit trees, the nobles, will come to the cultivator to buy,

Only the aristocracy planted it.

One fruit, five thousand gold coins.

It's not something that ordinary people can eat.

The average worker is only two or three thousand gold coins a month.

Wu Tian gave the peony a fruit and said, "Eat and see." ”

Peony nodded, as a Hualou Oiran, she has a lot of money in her private house, but she has never eaten such an expensive thing, because money is not easy to come by.

She took a bite, and her beautiful eyes widened, indicating that it was delicious.

Peony looked at the humanoid fruit tree curiously, wondering how this tree could produce such delicious fruit?

Looking at the peony and being curious about the tree, the ancestor of blood refining knew that the peony was curious about the profession of cultivator, which meant that he would also be interested.

The Blood Refining Ancestor was satisfied.

He looked at Mrs. Song and said, "You are the president here, do you think you are tired of being the president of this place?"

The Azure Empire is coming. Cultivators are also a force. It's better to hold it in your own hands.

This is Wu Tian's domineering idea.

"Replacement?" Mrs. Song was a little unhappy,

What does this Blood Refining Ancestor mean by that?

Naked want my seat?

"Yes, changed. Wu Tian nodded.

"Can I understand that you have wolf ambitions and want to take away my position as president?" Mrs. Song's tone was not good.

"Yes, that's what I thought, I did. "The ancestor of blood refining, his eyes under the bronze lit up, and he didn't hide it in the slightest,

Mrs. Song was angry, this person didn't even want to prevaricate with herself, so she told the truth? I'm just the acting president. ”

"Oh?" The Blood Refining Ancestor looked at Madam Song's face and saw something, knowing that this person didn't like to lie,

She must be telling the truth.

"So who is the real president? Take us to him. "Blood Refining Ancestor Dao.

"Good. "Hearing each other's words,

Mrs. Song did not refuse: "But I want to remind you that he ...... It's not easy to mess with. ”

The Blood Refining Ancestor shrugged his shoulders and said it didn't matter.

Mrs. Song, with the ancestor of blood refining, Peony, walked towards the backyard of the guild,

The so-called backyard is not visible from the outside, because the backyard is also in the house, and as soon as you enter, you will find that this house is very large.

As big as the backyard, dense and dense, are all lush plants.

It's green, it's surprising.

Mrs. Song pushed aside the dense grass,

"You can't imagine that you have such a forest at home. ”

Wu Tian, Peony nodded.

Whose house, there will be a jungle?

"The real president is actually my lord. ”

"He's a real botanical grower. ”

"He was cultivating a seed, and I don't know if the seed had been cultivated, but he turned the place where he lived into a jungle. ”

Mrs. Song, with the ancestor of blood refining, Peony, walked in the jungle in the house, with difficulty.

Finally walked to the gazebo in the house.

"You may be seated. ”

Mrs. Song was very polite and entertained the ancestor of blood refining, and Peony sat down,

Inside the house, there is a gazebo, and inside the house, there is a small bridge and flowing water.

"This architectural style is my grandfather's favorite. ”

Mrs. Song smiled and said, "The old man often said, why does the bridge have to be outside the house? The river, why should it be outside the house? The pavilion, the woods or something, why should it be outside the house? In the house, it is also very beautiful." ”

In a few words, Mrs. Song has been called the ancestor of blood refining, and Peony knows what kind of person Mr. Song is.

His thinking is different from ordinary people.

Ideas, wild ideas.

"Madame, why did you come back so early today?"

At this moment, a voice that was out of breath sounded, and a middle-aged man came out of breath.

Looking at it, he is only in his forties, but his body is not good, he is too thin, not only externally, but also internally, and after walking a few steps, it seems that his strength has run out.

At first glance, it looks like a person with severe kidney deficiency.

"These two people are looking for you, so I'll take them back first. Mrs. Song snorted and said, for Mr. Song, there is no good tone,

The ancestor of blood refining glanced at their faces and knew that this man could not satisfy this woman, so he let this woman have no good face for him.

(End of chapter)