Su Wanyue smiled and asked curiously, "How did he do it?" ”

"That's it."

Chu Xinghe transformed into a big tree, and there was a man lying on the trunk of the big tree.

He lay on the trunk of the tree, his legs were retracted, he held the trunk with both hands, and sang while shaking: "I am a little turtle~ Immortal~ You are all scum, you only live to be 100 years old, I can live to be 9,900 years old~"

"I ate, drank, slept, and basked in the sun every day."

"I'm a little turtle, what a wonderful day......"

Hahahahaha......

Su Wanyue laughed so much that her head was about to fall off, not to mention that Liu Qingyang was wearing the uniform of Qingyun Academy, dressed in green clothes, looking like a green-backed turtle, it was really amazing.

The others in the conference room also laughed to tears, slapped the table and stomped their feet, and couldn't stop.

Liu Qingyang stared at Chu Xinghe sullenly: "Xinghe, I don't seem to have offended you, you secretly replaced Master Bai's Peach Blossom Spring Brew with a hundred-year-old drunken immortal, causing him to be drunk for seven days and seven nights, missing our lessons, and being reprimanded by the dean, I didn't sue Master Bai." ”

"Wow." Bai Zhizhi's fingers trembled and pointed at Chu Xinghe, and his tone was particularly excited: "I'll just say when my winemaking skills are so good, it turns out that you changed my wine." ”

"Xinghe, what kind of hundred-year-old drunken immortal did Liu Boy say, do you still have it? Give me an altar, and I will not care if you cause me to be disciplined. ”

"There is no jar, only a pot, and I will send it to you." Chu Xinghe teleported the wine jug over.

Bai Buzhi happily hugged the wine jug, and the thunderous reaction that Liu Qingyang expected was very different.

Liu Qingyang said indignantly: "Master Bai, I really misjudged you. ”

"Well, it's good to know." Bai Buzhi replied calmly, obviously not caring much about what Liu Qingyang thought of him.

In front of the wine, his opinion is not worth mentioning.

Su Wanyue was worried that if the trouble continued, this meeting would not be able to continue, so she coughed lightly and asked Liu Qingyang again: "Who is the person you just said about cracking the preacher?" ”

"Uh-huh~"

Liu Qingyang straightened his expression and said in a cautious tone: "Yun Jingchuan, the Holy Son of the Human Race." ”

Is it him?

Su Wanyue was a little surprised: "I didn't hear that he can refine weapons?" ”

In her previous life, although she didn't have a deep relationship with Yun Jingchuan and didn't have much contact, she also knew that he was good at alchemy, he was the only god-level alchemist in Central Continent, and it was also because his alchemy was unique in the world that he would defeat other players and become the Holy Son of the Human Race.

She had never heard of Yun Jingchuan refining weapons.

Chu Xinghe suddenly got up and said, "Wanyue, you guys are chatting first, I suddenly have a feeling and want to retreat." ”

"Then senior brother, you hurry up and cultivate." Su Wanyue hurriedly urged, an epiphany is hard to come by, and it must not be missed.

After leaving the main hall.

Chu Xinghe did not retreat, but quietly came to Yun Jingchuan's residence.

The Holy Son of the Human Race lives in the most central mountain of the Xuantian Sect, the Divine Peak.

There is a cloud mist barrier around the sacred peak, and the clouds and mist surround the peak, and the golden light is sprinkled all over the sea of clouds, making the sacred peak seem to stand in the golden sea.

Chu Xinghe passed through the enchantment and quietly came to the back of the temple, and there was a golden lotus pond behind the temple.

On the golden lotus seat in the center of the lotus pond, there sat a man in white who was covered in golden light and wore a golden crown.

"You're here."

"Hmm."

A large cloud of mist suddenly rose on the lotus pond.

Chu Xinghe stepped out, entered the lotus pond, and stood on a golden lotus, and the golden lotus suddenly turned into a lotus.

Yun Jingchuan said in a low voice, "Sit down, cousin." ”

The corners of Chu Xinghe's lips hooked up a mocking smile: "Do you still dare to recognize me as a cousin?" Aren't you afraid that your aunt will scold you? ”

Yun Jingchuan sighed slightly: "Are you still blaming me for not standing up and speaking for my uncle at the beginning?" ”

Chu Xinghe smiled lightly, sat on the lotus seat casually, straightened the hem of his clothes, and said slowly: "The situation back then, my father couldn't cope with the four tribulations and scattered immortals, so he could only barely protect himself, what can you do, a Yuanying monk in your twenties?" ”

"Silence is the best choice."

Yun Jingchuan's eyes suddenly reddened: "It's the best, but it's not enough." ”

Seeing him like this, Chu Xinghe said with a headache: "Ouch, I'll go, I said Yun Jingchuan, you are more than a thousand years old, and you are still the Holy Son of the Human Race, can you put away your tears, really, don't cry." ”

"For more than a thousand years, I have been crying to death, you said that you are a dignified son, why do you love to cry so much."

Chu Xinghe advanced to the Merge Realm, and after recovering his memory, he remembered that when Yun Jingchuan came to see him, he had to cry every time, and he had a special headache, he was a big man, why did he love to cry so much?

Yun Jingchuan sniffed and asked in a dumb voice, "You came to me, do you want to go back to the Chu family?" ”

"What are you going to do back?" Chu Xinghe asked rhetorically.

Yun Jingchuan said in a firm tone: "Of course, it is to regain all the glory that belongs to your uncle, Xinghe, since you have remembered everything, you must not escape anymore." ”

…………

Su Wanyue smiled and asked curiously, "How did he do it?" ”

"That's it."

Chu Xinghe transformed into a big tree, and there was a man lying on the trunk of the big tree.

He lay on the trunk of the tree, his legs were retracted, he held the trunk with both hands, and sang while shaking: "I am a little turtle~ Immortal~ You are all scum, you only live to be 100 years old, I can live to be 9,900 years old~"

"I ate, drank, slept, and basked in the sun every day."

"I'm a little turtle, what a wonderful day......"

Hahahahaha......

Su Wanyue laughed so much that her head was about to fall off, not to mention that Liu Qingyang was wearing the uniform of Qingyun Academy, dressed in green clothes, looking like a green-backed turtle, it was really amazing.

The others in the conference room also laughed to tears, slapped the table and stomped their feet, and couldn't stop.

Liu Qingyang stared at Chu Xinghe sullenly: "Xinghe, I don't seem to have offended you, you secretly replaced Master Bai's Peach Blossom Spring Brew with a hundred-year-old drunken immortal, causing him to be drunk for seven days and seven nights, missing our lessons, and being reprimanded by the dean, I didn't sue Master Bai." ”

"Wow." Bai Zhizhi's fingers trembled and pointed at Chu Xinghe, and his tone was particularly excited: "I'll just say when my winemaking skills are so good, it turns out that you changed my wine." ”

"Xinghe, what kind of hundred-year-old drunken immortal did Liu Boy say, do you still have it? Give me an altar, and I will not care if you cause me to be disciplined. ”

"There is no jar, only a pot, and I will send it to you." Chu Xinghe teleported the wine jug over.

Bai Buzhi happily hugged the wine jug, and the thunderous reaction that Liu Qingyang expected was very different.

Liu Qingyang said indignantly: "Master Bai, I really misjudged you. ”

"Well, it's good to know." Bai Buzhi replied calmly, obviously not caring much about what Liu Qingyang thought of him.

In front of the wine, his opinion is not worth mentioning.

Su Wanyue was worried that if the trouble continued, this meeting would not be able to continue, so she coughed lightly and asked Liu Qingyang again: "Who is the person you just said about cracking the preacher?" ”

"Uh-huh~"

Liu Qingyang straightened his expression and said in a cautious tone: "Yun Jingchuan, the Holy Son of the Human Race." ”

Is it him?

Su Wanyue was a little surprised: "I didn't hear that he can refine weapons?" ”

In her previous life, although she didn't have a deep relationship with Yun Jingchuan and didn't have much contact, she also knew that he was good at alchemy, he was the only god-level alchemist in Central Continent, and it was also because his alchemy was unique in the world that he would defeat other players and become the Holy Son of the Human Race.

She had never heard of Yun Jingchuan refining weapons.

Chu Xinghe suddenly got up and said, "Wanyue, you guys are chatting first, I suddenly have a feeling and want to retreat." ”

"Then senior brother, you hurry up and cultivate." Su Wanyue hurriedly urged, an epiphany is hard to come by, and it must not be missed.

After leaving the main hall.

Chu Xinghe did not retreat, but quietly came to Yun Jingchuan's residence.

The Holy Son of the Human Race lives in the most central mountain of the Xuantian Sect, the Divine Peak.

There is a cloud mist barrier around the sacred peak, and the clouds and mist surround the peak, and the golden light is sprinkled all over the sea of clouds, making the sacred peak seem to stand in the golden sea.

Chu Xinghe passed through the enchantment and quietly came to the back of the temple, and there was a golden lotus pond behind the temple.

On the golden lotus seat in the center of the lotus pond, there sat a man in white who was covered in golden light and wore a golden crown.

"You're here."

"Hmm."

A large cloud of mist suddenly rose on the lotus pond.

Chu Xinghe stepped out, entered the lotus pond, and stood on a golden lotus, and the golden lotus suddenly turned into a lotus.

Yun Jingchuan said in a low voice, "Sit down, cousin." ”

The corners of Chu Xinghe's lips hooked up a mocking smile: "Do you still dare to recognize me as a cousin?" Aren't you afraid that your aunt will scold you? ”

Yun Jingchuan sighed slightly: "Are you still blaming me for not standing up and speaking for my uncle at the beginning?" ”

Chu Xinghe smiled lightly, sat on the lotus seat casually, straightened the hem of his clothes, and said slowly: "The situation back then, my father couldn't cope with the four tribulations and scattered immortals, so he could only barely protect himself, what can you do, a Yuanying monk in your twenties?" ”

"Silence is the best choice."

Yun Jingchuan's eyes suddenly reddened: "It's the best, but it's not enough." ”

Seeing him like this, Chu Xinghe said with a headache: "Ouch, I'll go, I said Yun Jingchuan, you are more than a thousand years old, and you are still the Holy Son of the Human Race, can you put away your tears, really, don't cry." ”

"For more than a thousand years, I have been crying to death, you said that you are a dignified son, why do you love to cry so much."

Chu Xinghe advanced to the Merge Realm, and after recovering his memory, he remembered that when Yun Jingchuan came to see him, he had to cry every time, and he had a special headache, he was a big man, why did he love to cry so much?

Yun Jingchuan sniffed and asked in a dumb voice, "You came to me, do you want to go back to the Chu family?" ”

"What are you going to do back?" Chu Xinghe asked rhetorically.

Yun Jingchuan said in a firm tone: "Of course, it is to regain all the glory that belongs to your uncle, Xinghe, since you have remembered everything, you must not escape anymore." ”

Su Wanyue smiled and asked curiously, "How did he do it?" ”

"That's it."

Chu Xinghe transformed into a big tree, and there was a man lying on the trunk of the big tree.

He lay on the trunk of the tree, his legs were retracted, he held the trunk with both hands, and sang while shaking: "I am a little turtle~ Immortal~ You are all scum, you only live to be 100 years old, I can live to be 9,900 years old~"

"I ate, drank, slept, and basked in the sun every day."

"I'm a little turtle, what a wonderful day......"

Hahahahaha......

Su Wanyue laughed so much that her head was about to fall off, not to mention that Liu Qingyang was wearing the uniform of Qingyun Academy, dressed in green clothes, looking like a green-backed turtle, it was really amazing.

The others in the conference room also laughed to tears, slapped the table and stomped their feet, and couldn't stop.

Liu Qingyang stared at Chu Xinghe sullenly: "Xinghe, I don't seem to have offended you, you secretly replaced Master Bai's Peach Blossom Spring Brew with a hundred-year-old drunken immortal, causing him to be drunk for seven days and seven nights, missing our lessons, and being reprimanded by the dean, I didn't sue Master Bai." ”

"Wow." Bai Zhizhi's fingers trembled and pointed at Chu Xinghe, and his tone was particularly excited: "I'll just say when my winemaking skills are so good, it turns out that you changed my wine." ”

"Xinghe, what kind of hundred-year-old drunken immortal did Liu Boy say, do you still have it? Give me an altar, and I will not care if you cause me to be disciplined. ”

"There is no jar, only a pot, and I will send it to you." Chu Xinghe teleported the wine jug over.

Bai Buzhi happily hugged the wine jug, and the thunderous reaction that Liu Qingyang expected was very different.

Liu Qingyang said indignantly: "Master Bai, I really misjudged you. ”

"Well, it's good to know." Bai Buzhi replied calmly, obviously not caring much about what Liu Qingyang thought of him.

In front of the wine, his opinion is not worth mentioning.

Su Wanyue was worried that if the trouble continued, this meeting would not be able to continue, so she coughed lightly and asked Liu Qingyang again: "Who is the person you just said about cracking the preacher?" ”

"Uh-huh~"

Liu Qingyang straightened his expression and said in a cautious tone: "Yun Jingchuan, the Holy Son of the Human Race." ”

Is it him?

Su Wanyue was a little surprised: "I didn't hear that he can refine weapons?" ”

In her previous life, although she didn't have a deep relationship with Yun Jingchuan and didn't have much contact, she also knew that he was good at alchemy, he was the only god-level alchemist in Central Continent, and it was also because his alchemy was unique in the world that he would defeat other players and become the Holy Son of the Human Race.

She had never heard of Yun Jingchuan refining weapons.

Chu Xinghe suddenly got up and said, "Wanyue, you guys are chatting first, I suddenly have a feeling and want to retreat." ”

"Then senior brother, you hurry up and cultivate." Su Wanyue hurriedly urged, an epiphany is hard to come by, and it must not be missed.

After leaving the main hall.

Chu Xinghe did not retreat, but quietly came to Yun Jingchuan's residence.

The Holy Son of the Human Race lives in the most central mountain of the Xuantian Sect, the Divine Peak.

There is a cloud mist barrier around the sacred peak, and the clouds and mist surround the peak, and the golden light is sprinkled all over the sea of clouds, making the sacred peak seem to stand in the golden sea.

Chu Xinghe passed through the enchantment and quietly came to the back of the temple, and there was a golden lotus pond behind the temple.

On the golden lotus seat in the center of the lotus pond, there sat a man in white who was covered in golden light and wore a golden crown.

"You're here."

"Hmm."

A large cloud of mist suddenly rose on the lotus pond.

Chu Xinghe stepped out, entered the lotus pond, and stood on a golden lotus, and the golden lotus suddenly turned into a lotus.

Yun Jingchuan said in a low voice, "Sit down, cousin." ”

The corners of Chu Xinghe's lips hooked up a mocking smile: "Do you still dare to recognize me as a cousin?" Aren't you afraid that your aunt will scold you? ”

Yun Jingchuan sighed slightly: "Are you still blaming me for not standing up and speaking for my uncle at the beginning?" ”