"That's a good kid."

In the East Pole Kan Palace, Ao Zhenzhen leaned on the carved railing on the top floor of the attic, looking at the Su Su and his party who were communicating with the vendors in the sea market not far away.

"Of course, I don't see whose disciple it is."

Behind Ao Zhenzhen, a plain-clothed woman smiled.

It turned out to be Chen Beiwei, the master of Kan Palace.

As we all know, the shrine and the East China Sea are incompatible, but the two of them just got together, looking intimate, extremely familiar, and without any sense of disobedience.

"Speaking of which, seven or eight hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye, we are still a girl dragon, Beiwei, you are already an old woman."

"Thanks to the good things you gave you, Lord Palace, let the old body stay forever, maybe it can stay for a thousand years."

Chen Beiwei didn't care, and gently took a sip of the fresh fruit juice in her hand.

Chen Beiwei, who was still a new disciple of the East Pole Divine Palace, ventured deep into the East China Sea for the sake of cultivation resources, was chased and killed by a group of irascible krakens and got lost, and by chance met Ao Zhenzhen, a girl who was also young at the time.

The two hit it off at first sight, and they traveled together in the depths of the East China Sea and formed a deep friendship.

It's just that between the position of Jingu and Tokai, the relationship between the two is also a secret, and no third person has ever known about it.

"By the way, it's true that you came here so unhindered, and you weren't afraid that the god lord and his old man would trouble you?"

Ao Zhenzhen glanced at Chen Beiwei dissatisfied, "Call sister!" Who followed my ass back then, a real sister, the one called sweet. ”

"In other words, the one in your palace," Ao Zhenzhen looked up at the sky, "is already a figure who has stepped into the fairy world with half a foot, what does the fireworks in the world have to do with him?" ”

"It's going to be broken."

Chen Beiwei said in a low voice.

"That's not for us to decide."

"Ah, don't talk about it, I'll give you something good, my brother made it."

"Your brother?"

Chen Beiwei took the paper bag handed by Ao Zhenzhen suspiciously, opened it and took a look, if the Blue Star people saw it, they would definitely exclaim: Fried chicken nuggets!

"I roasted it with dragon fire~"

"When did you Dragon Palace have such an unscrupulous dragon?"

Chen Beiwei took small bites in an extremely ladylike manner, with a slight flush on her cheeks, obviously eating a little happily.

"Dragons are boring creatures, huh."

"It's better to be a little plum, and you know to give me something delicious."

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Xiao Lizi was sitting on the ground in Youzhou, tens of thousands of miles away, frowning and looking at the jade slip in his hand.

At the beginning of the article are four big characters, the three-element sword scripture. Second Chinese Network

Wu Tianxi knew that the cultivation method of the Sanyuan Sword Sect, the last sect in the immortal cultivation world, would definitely not be able to enter the eyes of people like Li Yunyi, seeing that Wu Tong had received a lot of guidance from Li Yunyi these days, Wu Tianxi simply disclosed all the methods of his own sect.

The disciples who came here with him were all rejoicing, which can be regarded as an encouragement.

After Li Yunyi finished reading it, he understood why the barriers to the immortal cultivation realm were so serious, and the scattered cultivation could lose his life in order to prevent the practice from entering the stream, and the small sect would not produce a high-level monk for hundreds of years.

Talent is limited, resources are limited, exercises are limited, and everywhere is limited.

Li Yunyi silently called up the Kyushu food system left to him by the Aotian ancestor, and pulled it to the column of exercises, the eye-catching collection of the Aotian Daoist people is enough to have a small thousand, and all of them can at least cultivate to the Yuan Baby.

Whatever you take out, it's something that many people dream of.

Not to mention the anti-heaven trick of devouring heaven and earth.

Li Yunyi couldn't help but feel sad for his master, his little apprentice's own spiritual cultivation was sparse, devouring the heavens and eating the earth for a thousand miles, and soon he would become a big and ugly glutton.

hatefully swallowed a roasted worm in one bite, suppressing his sad autumn and spring.

"How's it going, sir?"

The Wu brothers and sisters cautiously leaned next to Li Yunyi and looked at him expectantly.

Looking at the little eyes of the two of them, Li Yunyi pondered for a while and said, "There is a certain merit, but the upper limit is not high." ”

Wu Tianxi, who was not far away, smiled bitterly when he heard this: "My ancestor of the Wu family is just an ordinary scholar, and he entered the immortal gate by chance, and the cultivation that he can have is not bad, at least he got rid of the hundred years of birth, old age, sickness and death of mortals." ”

This old guy has a good mentality, no wonder he can be the master of a faction.

"Wu Lan, this little guy is very talented, and Wu Tong is not bad, give the two of them this kind of exercise... It's buried. ”

Wu Tianxi, hearing this, blushed, and looked at Li Yunyi several times before stopping.

The identity of the head of a faction has become insignificant in front of the word father.

The selection conditions for the outer gate of the Sword Sect are very low, as long as there is no problem with their identity, everyone can participate, but looking at the down-and-out people of the Sanyuan Sword Sect, Li Yunyi is very doubtful that they can make up enough money to travel to Yunzhou alone.

If it is introduced to Fuyao or Piaoling, Li Yunyi thinks that he is not so naïve, how can a good seedling be given to others?

"I have a senior sister from the same sect, who cultivates the Thunder Law Sword, and has not accepted apprentices in a hundred years of cultivation, if Xiaolan can pass my entry test, I can take my senior sister to accept him as a registered disciple."

"What about me, sir?"

When Wu Tong heard this, he asked with some apprehension.

Li Yunyi patted the girl's head gently, after getting along for many days, Wu Tong, the girl, has a good impression of him, is empathetic, independent and self-reliant, and has a gentle temperament, but she is slightly unconfident.

"You're not suitable for sword cultivation, I'll teach you something else."

"Sir, where is your teacher?"

"Yunzhou, Sword Sect."

Wu Lan, who had been silent like a little adult, her dark eyes instantly lit up.

"Is it the Sword Sect of the Proud Heavenly Dao people?"

"Yes."