Chapter 410: Willing to be rich
The tip of Ye Yun's nose was suddenly covered with fine sweat, and he didn't know what to say, so he could only take out the Seven Star Condensing Fruit, which was a fork.
"This is really a priceless treasure!" the queen sighed lightly, and she smiled again: "However, I can also get this thing, well, it makes you bother more." ”
Ye Yun was ashamed in his heart, and hurriedly humbled a few words.
"Okay, Ye Yun, I don't want to ask you anything, you call me mother, and I'll leave. ”
Ye Yun was stunned for a moment, suddenly raised his head, and when he saw the sincerity in the other party's eyes, his heart suddenly trembled.
"What are you doing in a daze, can my fairy still marry someone else?"
Ye Yun didn't dare to think about it, so he quickly knelt down again and shouted solemnly, "Mother!"
"Hey, okay, okay, I'll go back and ask a few Dan Dao masters about this Seven Star Condensing Fruit, the next time you see me, if you are so nervous, I will whip you, can you remember?"
Ye Yun was actually not very nervous anymore, but he still agreed immediately, "I remember!"
"You, you! My fairies have praised you to the sky, but it turns out to be such a young and innocent little guy!"
Ye Yun's face turned red, but he didn't know how to respond.
"Okay, I'll go back, in the rain pavilion on that side, someone is waiting for you, go over. ”
In Ye Yun's heart, an elegant and free smile suddenly appeared, he nodded and agreed, and sent Xian'er's mother away, and then turned around and walked towards the rain pavilion.
What he is about to face should be the only test of this trip to the Holy Capital, the others. In fact, they don't have much right to speak!
"Senior, it's really you!"
"Haha! Drink with me. ”
Ye Yun walked into the rain pavilion, but saw the blue jade table. There are teapots and bowls, where does the wine come from?
Filling the other party's teacup with tea, Ye Yun also poured himself a cup, he was not used to drinking other people's things, but this elegant scholar was naturally different.
"Good wine!"
Ye Yun shook his head and said, "It's a pity that there is no rain to reward!"
There was a smile in the man's eyes, the two of them were replacing wine with tea, and they were drinking a kind of artistic conception. If there is no rain reward, it is not a taste.
"If you don't come, it won't rain. ”
The middle-aged Confucian fell, and a light rain suddenly fell, enveloping all the areas as far as the eye could see.
Ye Yun was stunned for a moment, and it immediately occurred to him that this must be the effect of a special Dao weapon, but. This kind of obviously pure chicken ribs, with no practical effect, is estimated to be made by the person in front of him.
"How's this wine?"
"I won't drink it, it's a waste. ”
The man laughed again. Suddenly asked, "Do you guess who I am?"
Ye Yun nodded, but doubts flashed in his eyes, and he saw the other party's encouraging eyes. Ye Yun asked in a low voice at the moment, "Could it be that the seniors have already stepped into the third step of seeking immortals?"
"Where am I so good? I accidentally got a strange treasure, and this can be refined by luck. Out-of-body incarnation!"
He looked at Ye Yun's gaze, but he was full of satisfaction.
Whether it is Ye Yun's qualifications, or his temperament, including his quick thinking, he is quite satisfied, so regardless of the gap in the identities of the two, he was stunned to show an attitude of intersecting with peers.
"Actually, I don't have the surname Rain. ”
Ye Yun was slightly stunned, but he didn't say anything, in ancient times, there was a wind master Yu Bo, he used to think that the royal family of the Holy Dynasty was the Yu Bo family.
The man stretched out his finger, and after catching some rain in the air, on the table in front of Ye Yun, he wrote a big Yu character one by one!
Ye Yun was suddenly startled, and couldn't help but say, "Ancient ......"
"Yes, it's the Ancient Yu Clan!"
Ye Yun suddenly frowned secretly, there is nothing in this world for no reason, the other party suddenly talked about this with himself, but for what?
"You are in the Ten Thousand Swords Gate, have you ever learned any exercises?"
"Never!"
Ye Yun frowned, as if he knew what the other party meant, but the other party's identity was too high, so he couldn't directly interrupt or refuse.
"That sword volley is reluctant to teach you the exercises of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate, because he is worried about my Yu family's family heirloom exercises, Jiuding Town Nine Days!"
"This exercise is a set of exercises of the middle grade of the heavenly rank, and it can be regarded as one of the strongest exercises in the human realm, it can condense qi luck, and there is great hope of ascending to the immortal realm! Not to mention that the Ten Thousand Swords Sect does not have exercises of this level, even if it is the entire human realm, there will not be a few such level of existence. ”
"Ye Yun, you want to learn this exercise!"
Ye Yun shook his head without hesitation, and said firmly: "Ye Yun can't be in vain!"
"Although I have a son, he is intoxicated with the desire for power, unable to extricate himself, unable to cultivate quietly, Xian'er's generation, she is the only one with sufficient qualifications. ”
"Ye Yun, if you are willing to join our Yu clan, this exercise will be regarded as a dowry given to you by me!"
Ye Yun frowned and was silent, he was naturally not choosing anything, but he didn't know how to refuse, the person in front of him was Xian'er's grandfather!
It took a long time for Ye Yun to come up with a barely passable reason.
"I can't let Xian'er marry a son-in-law!"
"What's wrong with the son-in-law?" This Confucian knew that Ye Yun Bacheng would not agree, but he didn't expect that the other party didn't think about it at all, so he directly refused.
"Senior, my Ye family is in my generation, and it will eventually rise again and reappear in the past glory, how can I, Ye Yun, enter his family?"
The Confucian seemed to be a little angry just now, but now he became expressionless.
"What if I don't agree?"
"For decades, Xian'er is naturally willing to wait for me. ”
"What can you do after decades?"
"Ye Yunzi knows how to fight with a sword and comes to ask for a kiss!"
The Confucian slammed his palm on the table, but all the tea was shaken out of the pavilion, he took out a pot of wine, and slowly filled his and Ye Yun's cups.
Ye Yun hurriedly got up, stretched out his hands, and held his wine glass, although the two of them were still talking about the tension just now, Ye Yun couldn't lose his respect.
"You're good!"
After a long time, the Confucian stood up and said helplessly and angrily: "The sword volley sent you here, if you can't break through the sainthood here, it seems that I am incompetent!"
"Break through the Sainthood?" Ye Yun was suddenly shocked, he didn't know what kind of anti-heaven means the founding emperor of the Holy Dynasty could help people quickly break through to the Sainthood Period.
"Hmph, if you practice my exercises, refine and transform all the true elements in your body, why is it difficult to break through to the saint?"
Ye Yun could only smile bitterly, but that matter, no matter what, he could never agree to it.
"I'm embarrassed by my seniors!" (To be continued.) )