A well-dressed beauty saw Zhu Yuan's appearance of nibbling on a leg of mutton, and said disdainfully: "Vulgar." ”

A man next to the beautiful woman said with a wine glass: "This kind of vulgar person can also become a holy son, and the holy weapon is blind." ”

"No way, it's the rule." Another man, also holding a wine glass, said.

The corner of his eye swept over the four Holy Sons sitting around on the other side, only to see Xu Xian'an, the Holy Son of Fire at the end of the Holy Son, standing up and walking in the direction of Zhu Yuan.

The man was immediately interested, and his heart was about to stage a good show.

Xu Xian'an walked in front of Zhu Yuan under the gaze of everyone, Zhu Yuan was eating with his mouth full of oil, and from time to time he grabbed a drink and took a sip.

Xu Xian'an stood in front of him, Zhu Yuan knew, but there was no way, the temptation of free food was definitely greater than Xu Xian'an's face.

"Ahem, cough, cough ......" Seeing that Zhu Yuan continued to eat and drink as if no one was around, Xu Xian'an couldn't hold his face a little, and pretended to cough to remind.

"En'en......" Zhu Yuan's mouth was stuffed with food, and he replied vaguely.

"...... you" Xu Xian'an's face was a little unbearable, he reached out and grabbed Zhu Yuan's right hand that was about to take food, and said sharply: "Hillbilly, starving ghost reincarnated, you haven't eaten in your life, and you have lost your face in such a disregard for your image on this occasion?" ”

"Who are you?" Zhu Yuan swallowed the meat in his mouth with difficulty and asked.

"Xu Xian'an, the Holy Son of the Imperial Fire, the young master of the Xu family in the Holy City." Xu Xian'an held his head high and was proud in his heart. As a result, Zhu Yuan replied that he knew, and then began to drink drinks and eat meat, and all the vegetarian dishes were swept away.

"You" Xu Xian'an was angry, remembering what the four of them discussed last night, and then he didn't care about anything, he released the momentum of the first stage of his external strength, and grabbed Zhu Yuan's right hand with his right hand.

Zhu Yuan was on guard this time, his body was not affected by the suppression of momentum, his right hand was like a snake, bypassing Xu Xian'an's right hand, grabbing a piece of elbow meat, retracting it like lightning, stuffing it into his mouth, and then his body quickly retreated.

Zhu Yuan's instinctive reaction to snatching things would be so fast, Xu Xian'an didn't expect it at all, and he would miss it in one shot.

"Look for death."

Xu Xian'an shouted angrily, and the momentum around his body rose again, and the surrounding force was affected by Xu Xian'an, and it actually emitted a burning sensation like flames.

"It seems that Xian'an is not far from mastering the fire whip." Zhong Longcheng, the Holy Son of the Broken Army, who was sitting in the corner watching the battle, nodded and said with a smile to the other two Holy Sons, Shi Xiyu and Wei Wuya.

As Zhong Longcheng said, although Xu Xian'an has not yet fully mastered the holy weapon fire whip, it is not far away, although the flame cannot be condensed like a substance, but this burning and oppressive feeling is like a substance.

Zhu Yuan, who was retreating quickly, had to slow down cautiously, he felt that there was a sea of fire around him, and one wrong step would be a catastrophe.

Seeing Zhu Yuan's footsteps slowing down, Xu Xian'an grabbed Zhu Yuan with his right hand again, and said coldly: "Let me teach you what rules are." ”

Seeing that Xu Xian'an's right hand was about to grab Zhu Yuan, a voice suddenly sounded between the two.

Meng Xuanlang stood between the two of them, also holding a greasy roasted whole leg of lamb in his hand, "Okay, don't be so angry, is there anything wrong with eating?" ”

"There's nothing wrong with eating, but you need to understand the rules." Xu Xian'an was hindered by Meng Xuanlang's identity, so he withdrew his momentum and let it go, but he still said.

"Rules, understand, understand, your temple is in charge of this, the old man understands, but you use the strength of the strength to teach a child with external strength the rules, this doesn't seem to be in accordance with the rules." Meng Xuanlang swallowed the meat in his mouth and said to Xu Xian'an with a smile.

"This?" Xu Xian'an was speechless for a while by Meng Xuanlang.

At this time, Zhong Longcheng, who was originally sitting in the corner, crossed Xu Xian'an, took Meng Xuanlang's words and said:

"Xian'an really didn't do things according to the rules, I apologize to the Spider Silk Son on behalf of Xian'an, but what about the Spider Silk Son? Is it because he became a holy son at a young age and thought he was a genius that he looked down on us? ”

"Do I despise you?" Zhu Yuan was a little dazed, eating by himself, how could he inexplicably look down on others.

Seeing Zhu Yuan like this, Zhong Longcheng looked at Meng Xuanlang with a smile: "Meng Tuanzi, do you say that we should educate this little saint son, after all, we are characters with heads and faces, not garbage refugees." However, Meng Tuanzi rest assured, we will follow the rules, and wait for this little spider silk saint son to arrive at Huajin before educating him, what do you say, spider silk little saint son? ”

"Well, I don't know who educates whom?" Zhu Yuan heard Zhong Longcheng's sarcasm and agreed without hesitation, but he didn't notice Meng Xuanlang frowning slightly.

"Then I'm looking forward to the little Spider Silk Saint Son stepping into the Transformation Strength as soon as possible, but don't dare to step into the Transformation Strength from now on?" Zhong Longcheng nodded and said with a smile, but the words he said were not funny at all.

Zhu Yuan answered coldly: "Why don't we set a time, how about the day of the Holy Yuan Calendar?" ”

Zhong Longcheng didn't expect Zhu Yuan to react like this at all, but he immediately reacted, he applauded and said, "Boy, very good, courageous, then I'll see you on the day of the Holy Yuan Calendar, I wish you a speedy recovery." ”

After saying that, Zhong Longcheng turned around and left the banquet hall, and the other guests also left one after another when they saw this, and in the end, only Meng Xuanlang and Zhu Yuan remained.

"You seem to be confident." Meng Xuanlang saw that Zhu Yuanyou began to eat and drink, and asked.

Zhu Yuan didn't look up, and said vaguely with something in his mouth: "I have already touched the door of Huajin." ”

"Because of spider silk?" Although Meng Xuanlang was inquiring, his tone was very affirmative.

Sure enough, Zhu Yuan nodded affirmatively and said, "Yes."

Meng Xuanlang sighed slightly and asked, "Do you know why, how many people want to participate in the selection of candidate holy sons, but it is an unequal transaction between you and me?" ”

Zhu Yuan shook his head, he was indeed puzzled, when Meng Xuanlang first said the deal, he thought it was a life-and-death deal, but he didn't expect it to be a great benefit.

Meng Xuanlang saw Zhu Yuan's doubts, did not sell Guanzi, and said directly:

"The reason why the Holy Son has an extremely high status, second only to the Holy One, is because almost every Holy Son has booked the Holy Throne, as long as the Holy Son continues to develop the power of the Holy Weapon, he will almost certainly become holy, but I'm afraid you don't know that in the circle of the Holy One, this kind of sanctification with the help of the Holy Weapon has a title called False Saint."

"False saint?" Zhu Yuan looked at Meng Xuanlang in surprise, this was indeed the first time he had heard of it.

"That's right," Meng Xuanlang nodded and continued: "Divided in detail, there are two kinds of saints, those who master certain rules by themselves are true saints, and those who master certain rules through holy weapons are false saints,

Under the pseudo-saint, there is also a kind of quasi-saint who has just learned the rules but has not yet fully mastered it, and most of the martial artists at the peak of their strength are quasi-saints.

Pseudo-saints are easy to become, true saints are rare, each holy weapon represents a fallen true saint, our first holy city is known as the strongest holy city, and there are only three true saints, three pseudo-saints, five holy sons, a total of eleven holy weapons. ”