Honestly.

just said that their coming this time was just Mr. Ye's wish.

Chang Xuan Zhenren.

The attitude of this Holy Lord of the Taixuan Holy Land changed so quickly.

It was to make Yan Tianshan, an old man who had lived for thousands of years, feel surprised and speechless.

But here's the problem.

Could it be that this Mr. Ye, who has cultivated extremely high, has a great relationship with the Taixuan Holy Land?

Just when Yan Tianshan was still in a trance.

Xu Zhitian opened his mouth and said: "Brother Yan, I'm afraid you haven't known yet, if the old man didn't guess wrong, the Mr. Ye you are looking for is an ancestor of the Taixuan Holy Land. ”

An ancestor of the Taixuan Holy Land?

Smell.

Instantly.

Not only Yan Tianshan was instantly dumbfounded, but even Yan Bingxin couldn't help but have a shocked face, and his heart was shocked.

They had already guessed before that the hermit who signed the calligraphy as Ye Changqing was by no means an idle person.

But.

What they never expected was this.

Ye Changqing turned out to be an ancestor of the Taixuan Holy Land.

To know.

The Taixuan Holy Land has an ancient heritage and a long history.

So.

What kind of existence is one of their ancestors?

Come to think of it.

Hiss!

Yan Tianshan and Yan Bing couldn't help but gasp.

Then.

Changxuan Zhenren glanced at Xu Zhitian, who was still gloomy, and then transmitted a message to Yan Tianshan and Yan Bingxin at the same time: "Two, don't get excited, Master Ye and his old man live in seclusion here, and the old man only found out not long ago. ”

"And his old man lives in seclusion here, so naturally he has the intention of his old man, so when you meet Master Ye, don't panic, just call him Mr. Ye. ”

Hesitate for a moment.

Changxuan Zhenren said again: "Of course, from now on, what kind of agreement between the Taixuan Holy Land and your Dayan Ancient Kingdom will be nullified, what do you think of this?"

Smell.

Yan Tianshan and Yan Bingxin's faces kept changing again and again.

It seems that this Mr. Ye is really an ancestor of the Taixuan Holy Land.

Otherwise.

With the noble status of the Taixuan Holy Lord and the unfathomable cultivation, how could he tell the two of them like this.

"The Holy Lord has overthought it. ”

Yan Tianshan nodded slightly, and responded.

A gentle smile appeared on Changxuan Zhenren's face, and he said in a familiar voice: "Brother Yan, what are you polite to the old man." ”

Yan Tianshan was stunned for a moment, and then nodded with some tears and laughter.

Then.

Xu Zhitian unceremoniously stretched out his hand and said, "Old guy, bring the old man's meeting gift." ”

Changxuan Zhenren hesitated for a moment, and then his mind moved, and he took out the brocade box from the ring with some distress.

"Brother Xu, we have to talk about it in advance. ”

Chang Xuan Zhenren squeezed out a smile and said astringently: "Whether we can see Mr. Ye today or not, we can be clear." ”

Xu Zhitian rolled his eyes, waved his wide sleeves, and rolled the brocade box over.

But at this moment.

Saw.

A slender cyan figure walked out of the grocery store in a hurry.

And then.

Standing in front of the store, he stretched lazily.

Apparently.

It was Ye Changqing, who had just finished painting.

"Mr. Ye. ”

After seeing Ye Changqing for the first time, Yan Bingxin's heart was as if the iceberg had melted in an instant, and he hurriedly walked forward.

Hiss!

And the three of Changxuan couldn't help but gasp.

This girl is too presumptuous!

Then.

Smell.

Ye Changqing, who was about to rest on the rattan chair for a while, frowned incessantly, and then turned his head to look.

After recognizing it as Yan Bingxin.

Ye Changqing was stunned for a moment, and then smiled quietly again, with an elegant and easy-going attitude.

"Miss Yan, I haven't seen you for a long time!"

Ye Changqing looked at Yan Bingxin who came in a hurry and said with a smile.

came to Ye Changqing's side.

Yan Bingxin had a gentle smile on her face, and said with a slight salute: "Bingxin has seen Mr. Ye. ”

Mr. Ye smiled and nodded.

Soon.

Changxuan Zhenren also hurried over with Xu Zhitian and Yan Tianshan.

"Mr. Ye. ”

Changxuan Zhenren arched his hand at Ye Changqing and smiled warmly.

At the same time.

Xu Zhitian and Yan Tianshan didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and respectfully composed a compilation to Ye Changqing.

Mr. Ye looked calm, just smiled and nodded.

In his opinion.

Obviously.

If nothing else.

The two old men behind He Lao should also be lovers of calligraphy or landscape painting.

"Everyone, since you're all here, let's go inside and talk while drinking tea. ”

Ye Changqing glanced at a few people and invited them.

"Then there's Mr. Lauye. ”

The three of Chang Xuan Zhenren smiled warmly at the same time.

Ye Changqing was still not so pretentious, glanced at the rattan chair beside him helplessly, and then took the lead towards the grocery store.

Yan Bingxin followed closely.

followed by the three Changxuan real people.

Outcome.

But when Xu Zhitian came to the bottom of the wooden plaque, his face changed in shock.

Sword Intent!

This seemingly inconspicuous wooden plaque contains a lot of mysterious sword intent.

The Purple Green Holy Land has been passed down from generation to generation in the way of the sword.

So.

Xu Zhitian is naturally also a sword cultivator.

And.

He was also a sword cultivator in the late stage of the Transformation God Realm.

It can well be imagined.

What kind of extraordinary attainments does he have in kendo?

Meantime.

Compared with other cultivators, he is even more proficient in the true meaning of the sword.

And Yan Tianshan beside Xu Zhitian.

Now.

After clearly sensing the incomparable charm of many essences trickling out of the grocery store.

I couldn't help but have a shocked look on my face, and my expression was full of shock.

Why is there so much charm flowing here?

Most importantly.

Although there are many rhymes, they are mixed but not chaotic, and each kind of rhyme is almost like a living thing.

Is this all the handwriting of this Mr. Ye?

But what kind of cultivation is this, so that you can have such an amazing handwriting!

Noticed the gaseous state of the two.

Changxuan Zhenren, who was walking in front, glanced at the two of them with some disdain.

"Brother Xu, Brother Yan, don't panic when you get to Mr. Ye's place, this is just the tip of the iceberg, and inside is the real place of creation. ”

In order to prevent offending that Ye Shizu, Changxuan Zhenren must not use such a voice to remind.

Suddenly came back to his senses.

Whether it was Xu Zhitian, who was the Purple Blue Holy Lord, or Yan Tianshan, who was the ancestor of the royal family of the Great Yan Ancient Kingdom, couldn't help but show an embarrassed smile.

Oh, yes!

Come here.

They were kind of eye-opening.

It's like a villager in a remote mountainous area, who came to the imperial capital of the ancient kingdom of Dayan for the first time, and was full of novelty about everything.

The two first looked at each other and smiled, and then nodded at Changxuan Zhenren.

Soon.

The three of them walked through the back hall of the grocery store.

When I saw the scene in front of me, and clearly sensed the essence of the grass and trees in the small courtyard.

Xu Zhitian and Yan Tianshan couldn't stop being dumbfounded again.

However.

For Changxuan Zhenren who has been here once.

Although it is inevitable that he can't help but be cleansed, compared to Yan Tianshan and Xu Zhitian, he seems to be at ease.

Results.

When he accidentally saw a little white fox stunned at a landscape painting.

The whole person was instantly struck by lightning, as if petrified in place.

"Master Ye, is this to cultivate a generation of demon emperors?"

Changxuan Zhenren couldn't help but be shocked, and said with secret emotion.