"The martial arts true power in your body is also from the hands of the world immortals?" Chen Mi asked helplessly, in his opinion, there had been no strong person who had broken through the Infinite Heaven Realm for a long time, and the only exception was Dao Wuyan, who had appeared in the Heavenly Fragrance Building before.

And according to what Mo Chen said before, Dao Wuya had left a drop of heavenly marrow for him before leaving, so maybe he also left a true power in Mo Chen's body to help him practice?

Thinking of this, Chen Mi was even a little envious of Mochen.

A flash of inspiration flashed in Mo Chen's mind, and he spoke: "No, the true power in my body is a gift from another person. ”

Chen Mi's eyes changed, listening to Mo Chen's meaning, are there other powerhouses in the sea area?

"Don't sell it, hurry up and tell me who it is, besides the world immortals, which other immortals have you encountered?" Chen Mi urged, Mo Chen's words were a bit unexpected to him, if there were still strong people above the Demon Realm in the sea area, it was not a trivial matter, and they all needed to be paid close attention to.

"Rest assured, I'm not talking about a living man, I'm talking about a dead man. As he spoke, Mo Chen took out the Tinghai Sword from the Qiankun bag, put it on the table and said, "Do you recognize this sword?"

"Hmm, this is ......" Chen Mi reached out and picked up the Tinghai Sword to observe carefully, and finally recognized it.

"This is the sword of Tinghaidao!, it is the sword of the first generation of Tinghai Pavilion in the past!" Chen Mi was surprised.

Tinghai Pavilion was established thousands of years ago, the head of Tinghaidao people is powerful, a cold skill in the sea area is unbeatable, but also a decent person, at that time the sea area martial arts faintly respected.

Even the Tinghai Pavilion under his leadership at that time was once pressed on the Shuyi Tiantu and Jingtao Tinglan, and it was the number one sect in the earth and sea well-deserved.

But it's a pity that just when Tinghai Pavilion was in full swing, Tinghai Dao people evaporated inexplicably, no one knew where he went, and because of his disappearance, it also led to the leaderlessness of the dragons in Tinghai Pavilion, and finally this once-prosperous scattered sect gradually declined and gradually disappeared in the long river of history.

At the time of the establishment of the Ancient Sea Cloud Residence, Tinghai Pavilion had also been extinct for a long time, and only some classics still recorded this history.

"Unexpectedly, you actually found his burial place. Chen Mi sighed: "No wonder I saw the chill between your swords when I was talking about martial arts, it was also because of your inheritance." ”

Mo Chen nodded lightly and didn't speak, Chen Mi only thought he was acquiescing.

"That's it, you can put this cloud gong away, remember not to lose it. Chen Mi finally relented, he picked up the dripping heavenly marrow on the table, thought about it, took out a smaller jade bottle, and poured a few drops of the dripping heavenly marrow.

"These few drops are enough, this thing was left to you by the immortals, no matter how you say it, I shouldn't take it all. ”

Mo Chen was not pretentious, put away most of the remaining half of the heavenly marrow, got up to say goodbye to Chen Mi, and walked out of the guest room.

In the courtyard outside the door, Wu Zifeng was waiting, and when he saw Mo Chen pushing the door out, he hurriedly took a few steps forward and said with a smile: "Congratulations, you have successfully joined the Guhai Yunju, Brother Mo, your achievements in the future are limitless." ”

Mo Chen waved his hand and said, "Okay, don't blow it, why don't you participate in the martial arts and run here?"

Wu Zifeng flicked the folding fan in his hand and said with a smile: "You forgot, there is still a friend waiting for you." ”

Only then did Mochen remember that he and Wan Zige had already agreed to meet here, and if it wasn't for Wu Zifeng's reminder, he would have really forgotten about it.

Mo Chen patted his head and said, "Look at my memory, let's go, let's go and meet this ruthless friend together." ”

"Haha, I'll show you the way, I've already arranged it. Wu Zifeng said with a smile, motioning for Mochen to follow him, and the two of them came to the door of a quiet courtyard, and as soon as they entered the door, they saw Wan Zige drinking in the courtyard.

Seeing Mo Chen and the two enter the door, Wan Zige stretched out his hand and pointed to the seat next to him, motioning for Mo Chen to sit down and chat.

Mo Chen smiled at a glance, there were only two stools on the table, one was his and one was his own, and this person didn't prepare a seat for Wu Zifeng at all.

"I said the surname is Wan, what do you mean, this is still my family. "Wu Zifeng is so angry and funny, he is so unbearable?

"Well, forget about you. Wan Zige spoke lightly, but he didn't look like he got up at all, and the angry Wu Zifeng almost drew his sword.

"Hahaha..." Mo Chen on the side had already sat down and laughed when he heard the words.

Wu Zifeng rolled his eyes, and while silently thinking in his heart, he was not angry or angry, and at the same time fanned the folding fan in his hand quickly, as if he wanted to fan away all the anger in his body.

He went to the house and found a new stool, moved it out by himself, and sat down next to it, which can be regarded as a seat.

"Okay, okay, both of you are my friends, besides, you both have to work in the court in the future, and you can't look up and see you when you look down, why do you have to be so stiff. Seeing that the two of them didn't deal with each other, Mochen opened his mouth to ease the atmosphere.

"I love to hear this, and I don't want to get along with him, you look at this wine, but I stole it from my father's treasured wine cellar, and I just shared it with him, who knows that he doesn't appreciate it at all, what can I do." Wu Zifeng heard Mo Chen's words, and suddenly breathed.

He did not like Wan Zige's style of doing things before, and felt that he was not bright enough, but afterwards he pondered Mochen's words and felt that there was still some truth.

So he prepared the most elegant and ghostly courtyard in the house early, and stole a jar of wine from his father Wu Siqian's underground wine cellar and sent it over, in order to please a good face. I didn't expect this Wanzige to still have this stinky face, how could he not be angry.

Hearing Wu Zifeng's words, Wan Zige's face became even colder: "The wine is good wine, but I'll leave it to you." ”

Wu Zifeng raised his glass angrily and drank all the wine in the cup, but before he could put down the cup in his hand, he spit out the wine.

Where is this wine, it is clearly a mouthful of medicinal soup, and before the mouth is swallowed, a bitter and astringent taste fills the entire tongue, and there is a rancid taste, which is indescribably unpleasant.

"Vomit..."Wu Zifeng bent over and spit out all the unknown liquid in his mouth, his whole face was wrinkled, and he kept retching.

"Is it delicious?" Wan Zige on the side was expressionless, looked at Wu Zifeng and asked lightly.

Wu Zifeng couldn't even open his mouth at this time, waved his hand again and again, picked up the teapot and poured it directly into his mouth, and began to rinse his mouth frantically.

Seeing this, Mochen picked up the wine jar on the side and smelled it, but there was no special taste. He took it and turned it around, and finally saw the name of the "wine" on the paper envelope at the bottom of the altar.

Laoshan white flower snake gall wine.