The old man was dressed in a gray robe, his face was scratched by the years, and his white beard hung down to his abdomen. The stature is not high, but the waist is straight and the spirit is strong.

A bloodthirsty red glint flashed in Zhou Muqing's eyes, his body fell down, and then his body rushed towards the old man, letting out an angry roar. The right hand becomes a claw, as if it is accumulating.

The old man stood in place, his body moving slightly, and his right hand raised. The movements seemed to be slow, but there was an indescribable charm, and when Zhou Muqing's claws were just approaching, he grabbed them.

Zhou Muqing subconsciously wanted to avoid the old man's palm, but he didn't know how to dodge, as if no matter how he attacked from that angle, he would meet the old man's hand.

With a low roar again, Zhou Muqing seemed to be a little angry, and he turned his palm into a fist directly, as if he wanted to shake the old man.

The old man's hand still didn't stop, but he directly clasped Zhou Muqing's fist, looking like Zhou Muqing was sending his own fist. Zhou Muqing's fist struggled hard, but he didn't move, and the old man's left hand stretched out like lightning and pointed at Zhou Muqing's forehead.

A flash of madness flashed in Zhou Muqing's eyes, and he let out an angry roar, and his entire body twisted into a strange posture. While avoiding the old man's left hand, he didn't care about his right hand, and directly lowered his body, sweeping his leg to the old man's plate.

A flash of surprise flashed in the old man's eyes, and then bursts of aura fluctuations emanated from his body. After Zhou Muqing's leg swept the old man, it didn't have any effect, but there was a sharp pain, although he was unconscious now, but the touch of the flesh still had a great impact on him.

Zhou Muqing's body bowed slightly, trembling slightly, looking embarrassed.

The old man snorted coldly, and the fingers of his left hand emitted a blue light, which hit Zhou Muqing's forehead at an extremely fast speed. Zhou Muqing snorted, the red light in his eyes gradually dissipated, and he passed out.

The moment the old man's body slowly fell back, he reached out to catch it, and directly rolled up his robe, and the two disappeared without a trace. Only those traces indicate that there was a fight here.

It wasn't long before some of the birds cautiously flew back, and when they saw that there was no movement, they began to chirp again.

In a dimly lit room, several people were sitting around a round table, and the atmosphere was somewhat solemn.

These people were dressed differently, but their bodies exuded aura fluctuations, but one of the old men in gray robes was very calm, with his eyes closed, just like an ordinary person. But the others seemed to be headed by this old man, and their eyes were all biased towards this old man.

"This Zhou Muqing's exercises are so weird, they can't be learned by my Zhou family at all, maybe he is a spy of the Li family," one of the old men in a black robe said in a deep voice, the cold glint in his eyes flashed, "I think, it's better to get rid of it to prevent future troubles." ”

"I disagree. A middle-aged woman in a cyan dress glanced at Zhou Muqing, who was lying on the wooden bed not far away, her voice was soft, but there was an unquestionable firmness. "This Zhou Mu will be a disciple of my Zhou family, and my Zhou family's library has thousands of years of precipitation, and it is not impossible for any kind of exercises to appear. How can such a ridiculous theory be made indiscriminately!"

"Hmph, I think you're just thinking about Zhou Hao, this kid is Zhou Hao's son, that's why you protect him!" said the black-robed old man in a weird manner.

"What do you mean? I'm talking about things from the standpoint of the family, so how can I protect it? You're not looking for my fault!"

"Hmph, do you think I'm still afraid of you, junior, you dare to shout with me!"

The atmosphere between the two gradually became tense, and the aura fluctuated and rose, and there was a big fight if they didn't agree with each other.

"Okay, if you two do this again, just let me out, and I won't have to participate in the Council of Elders in the future. The gray-robed old man finally opened his eyes and said softly.

The black-robed old man snorted coldly, but he didn't say anything more, twisting his head to the side.

The woman in Tsing Yi was silent, but glanced apologetically at the gray-robed old man.

Seeing this, the gray-robed old man said slowly: "I called you here to tell you that Zhou Muqing's talent doesn't seem to be very good, but today it shows a strength comparable to that of the Spiritual Realm." Although it is brute force, it should not be taken lightly. And he has a slight connection with the Dragon Bodhisattva Ancestral Tree. After a pause, his tone became solemn, "His change should also come from the Dragon Bodhisattva Ancestral Tree, and it should be that he has obtained some kind of inheritance from the Ancestral Tree." ”

Everyone was shocked in their hearts, and they all involuntarily turned their heads to look at Zhou Muqing, who was in a coma.

And this kind of inheritance should be not easy to control, and it is related to emotions. The gray-robed old man said in a deep voice, "In the future, I will pay more attention to this doll and let it grow, maybe it will be a great help from the ancestral tree." The day after tomorrow, I will give him a place in the ancestral land trial. ”

"Old Ancestor......" Everyone was shocked again, and the old man in the black robe wanted to persuade even more.

"Okay, that's it. The old man easily did not participate in the presbyterian meeting, and this time it is announced that there is no need for you to question it. Go about your own business and disperse. The gray-robed old man waved his hand, interrupting the gray-robed old man's words, causing those who wanted to persuade to quickly silence.

The room became more and more dark, and in the blink of an eye, except for the gray-robed old man and Zhou Muqing on the wooden bed, everyone else disappeared.

A gleam flashed in the eyes of the gray-robed old man, looking at Zhou Muqing, I don't know what he was thinking......

............

I don't know how long it took, Zhou Muqing only felt groggy in his head.

When I opened my eyes, I was greeted by a wooden roof.

"I guess it's in my own cabin. Zhou Muqing thought so, and now he is still a little confused.

"Why did I fall asleep? I remember that I was cultivating just now, impacting the Double Blood Melting Realm, and then what happened, why can't I remember clearly......" Zhou Muqing sat up, rubbed his swollen head, and felt much more sober.

"Awake?" an old voice sounded, "how do you feel?"

Zhou Muqing was startled, turned his head suddenly, and saw a gray-haired old man standing not far away, with his left hand behind his back and his long beard with his right hand, looking at him with a kind face.

Zhou Muqing was stunned, and slowly glanced around, it was his own wooden house, but who was this old man?

"Hehe, you passed out while practicing in the woods before, and I brought you back. Looks like you're fine. The old man seemed to know what Zhou Muqing was thinking, and said with a smile, "The old man is also a member of the Zhou family, you don't have to worry." ”

Zhou Muqing breathed a sigh of relief, secretly thinking that he was also worried, if he wasn't from the Zhou family, how could he enter the Dragon Garden.

"Enter the Dragon Garden?" Zhou Muqing's heart moved, the people who can enter the Dragon Garden at this time, except for himself, must be a strong man above the micro realm, so this old man ......

Zhou Muqing hurriedly got out of bed, bowed to the old man, and said respectfully: "Thank you seniors......"

"You're welcome, you and I are both members of the Zhou family. The old man's name is Zhou Tang. ”

"Old Tang, junior Zhou Muqing. Zhou Muqing felt as if he had heard this name somewhere, but the Zhou Elders Association didn't seem to have this name, so he couldn't help but feel a little strange. It stands to reason that there are very few people who do not enter the Council of Elders after reaching the realm of guarding the micro-level, so why did Donald not have a name in the Council of Elders?

Although Zhou Muqing was strange, he didn't think much about it. Seeing that Donald was still standing there, he hurriedly brought the wooden stool and said, "Donald, please take a seat." ”

After Zhou Tang sat down, he said to Zhou Muqing, who was about to take the kettle to boil water outside: "Don't be busy, come and sit." ”

"Donald wait, it will be fine soon. Zhou Muqing didn't stop, went outside to fill a pot of spiritual spring water, put it on the stove, and lit a fire to boil the water.

The stove is used by Zhou Muqing to make a fire for cooking, and it was moved to the house in winter, and now it is summer, so it is moved outside the house.

The fire is made with a kind of spiritual wood in the woods, which Zhou Muqing found by chance, this kind of spiritual wood is extremely hot, and it is used to make a fire, and the temperature of the flame will be much higher, which is very suitable.

The red fire shone on Zhou Muqing's face, flickering non-stop. In a few moments, the water in the pot boiled, and the white steam pressed against the lid, as if trying to break free.

Zhou Muqing walked into the wooden house with a cloth cushion and a kettle. I found the spiritual tea that had been treasured for a long time, and skillfully brewed a pot of fine tea.

Zhou Muqing usually likes to drink tea, but this kind of spiritual tea is expensive, he manages Longyuan every month, but it is not much, it is extremely difficult to solve the problem of food and clothing. This is what he has saved for a long time, so that it can be used to entertain valuable guests like today.

As soon as the spirit tea was brewed with the water of the spirit spring, it immediately exuded bursts of aura. The fragrance of tea wafts slowly with the aura, permeating the wooden house, making people feel refreshed after smelling it.

There was also a smile in Donald's eyes, as if he was very interested in this spiritual tea.

Zhou Muqing waited for a moment, then lifted the teapot, first filled the teacup in front of Donald, and then poured a cup for himself.

Donald picked up the teacup, took a sip, and slowly closed his eyes, as if he was savoring.

Zhou Muqing also took a small sip of tea, the tea was a little hot, but it was bearable. Hold it in your mouth for a moment and swallow it. A unique aroma of spiritual spring and spiritual tea fills the mouth and nose, take a deep breath, and then slowly exhale from the nose, the aroma is overflowing.

The tea water entered the stomach, and a warm current filled the limbs, and the skin's perception of the aura seemed to be much sharper than before.

"Well, the water used to make tea contains a trace of fire, which should be caused by the materials used to boil the water, the water is the water of the spiritual spring, and the heat seems to be a little worse, but that trace of fire just makes up for it. With the rare spirit tea, good, good tea. Donald took a sip of tea and said while savoring it.

Zhou Muqing's face was surprised, he could know that there was a problem with the wood used to boil the water after taking a sip of tea, but he didn't taste anything. The master's spiritual sense is really extraordinary.