praised the other party's great and good people, but his heart was already full of vigilance.

The figure was about to leave in a hurry, but as soon as she left the inner boundary of Zhongzhou and moved towards the border, a rather familiar mana aura stopped in front of her.

"Chu Tingjun."

As he spoke, the figure appeared at the right time.

The robes are still green, and the golden glow falls from the scorching sun in the sky.

Not to mention, this little brother is quite handsome.

But if you think about it, it's not right to call someone else's little brother, the peak realm monk of the Purple Mansion may be an old monster who has been practicing for three or five hundred years.

"Fellow Daoist, don't come unharmed."

Chu Tingjun said with a smile.

"When I met Daoyou at this time, it really made me a little apprehensive, I don't know, what did Daoyou come to?"

The autumn moon that shows her true face is still so pleasant, with a slightly youthful and beautiful face, giving people a sense of heartbeat.

"If you don't come to sit in the clan, it will also make me enter the friendship of the landlord."

Chu Tingjun spoke very lightly, and his tone was quite polite.

But Qiu Yue heard a bit of charm that could not be refused.

She couldn't help frowning, and then smiled: "Daoyou is gracious, and I understand it in my heart." ”

The consciousness of rejection is already evident.

Chu Tingjun paused and asked, "Daoyou, is it the first time you have come to Zhongzhou?" ”

Qiu Yue didn't answer, just looked at him calmly.

Chu Tingjun said to himself: "Attacking the house and robbing the house is not the right way, and this battle needs to be explained." ”

"Oh~"

"Daoyou, but you want to stand up for the Tong family?"

Qiu Yue is also dry, too lazy to beat around the bush.

"Yes and no!"

The gods babbled these four words, and Chu Tingjun explained: "The Tong family is under the jurisdiction of our clan, and it is always inappropriate for Taoist friends to take it for themselves like this. ”

"I'm here to invite fellow Daoists to be guests in the clan."

"I hope that you will understand."

Okay, Qiu Yue will already understand, and the inner meaning is nothing more than to say, you hit the people below me, as the boss, you must show an attitude.

And listening to the meaning of Chu Tingjun, it is probably to let her go through a form and spread a meaning to the outside world that she obeys the soft Chu family.

As for the actual situation, it is unknown.

"Fellow Daoist, please!"

Qiu Yue was still thinking, but Chu Tingjun seemed to anticipate her choice, and put on a tone of inviting her to be a guest in the clan.

To go or not to go, lingering in Qiuyue's heart.

The two of them were silent, a little quiet for a while, only the wind howled.

After a while, Qiu Yue smiled: "It's inconvenient today, can I change the day?" ”

Surprise appeared on Chu Tingjun's face, but he was still calm: "If I don't invite Daoist friends, after two hours, the ancestor of the clan will come." ”

Once again, the air fell silent.

After a while, Qiu Yue smiled dumbly: "It seems that I can't go today." ”

"Then, let's ask fellow Daoists to lead the way."

Saying this, Qiu Yue bowed slightly, as if she was softening.

And the truth is pretty much the same.

Qiu Yue didn't want to have a bad relationship with the Chu family, at least not at the moment, she hadn't reached the Jindan realm after all, not to mention that it was okay for her to give in for a while.

As for saying that she can't get out of the Chu family if she goes to the Chu family, she really doesn't worry.

A smile appeared on Chu Tingjun's face, and a little pride in the family was faintly revealed between his eyebrows.

What about the same peak of the Purple Mansion, and you must not be obedient to softness.

The Chu family, one of the top-level first-class forces in Zhongzhou, has as many as 50,000 monks in the clan, and the number of mortals under his jurisdiction is hundreds of millions, and ordinary Wulinggen disciples will not even be selected to be cultivated in the immortal clan in their clan.

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Born in such a big family, it is really sad that those with inferior qualifications are really sad.

The shackles of cultivation resources have made the number of cultivators born within their clan independently control.

If there are too many monks, it will not only make the output and consumption of resources unbalanced, but also make the competition for resources among cultivators fierce.

The natural food chain of heaven and earth runs in such a way that even monks cannot get rid of it.

Following Chu Tingjun, Qiu Yue came to the Chu family.

In the border plain area of the outer islands, you can see mortals working hard to cultivate farmland.

Mortals and practitioners are separate and autonomous.

It's the same as the Xu family many years ago.

In the eyes of the cultivators, mortals are just tools for giving birth to children, and the cultivators don't care much about it and don't pay attention to it.

In the field, a girl dressed in a monotonous gray cloth dress, holding a grass scripture, lazily leaning against the ridge of the field, her little hand has a virtual screen that is invisible to outsiders in front of her.

"Like the strategy on the forum, it is a big mistake to choose to be born in a savings family."

"It's better to commit suicide and choose a new family."

A flash of light flashed in the sky, and everything was finally calm.

There are more than ten monks in the field guarding the door in the family of the Chu family cultivators, and all of them are in the foundation building period.

In this way, it is quite spectacular.

"Elder Jun!"

When the gatekeepers of the Chu family saw Chu Tingjun, they all bowed and saluted, with a humble expression.

Chu Tingjun just waved his hand and didn't say anything.

In the reception hall, the maid served tea, the quiet tea fragrance was entrained with a curling spiritual mist, and the naked eye could see a palm distance above the teacup, and there was a small spiritual cloud gathering.

It's a bit peculiar about such tea.

"Wait a moment."

"The Ancestor will come in a moment."

Chu Tingjun said so, and said with a smile: "You and I met for the second time, and I still haven't known the name of the fairy, ~~~." ”

The words were full of laughter, and they were a little different from before.

Qiu Yue noticed the change in his attitude, but his expression was still the same, he thought about it a little, and said lightly: "Meng Yan! ”

"Chu family land, I'm here too, I don't know what you need me to do?"

"In the matter of the Tong family, if the Taoist friend feels that something is wrong, he can pay the spirit stone in the future."

Chu Tingjun smiled and said, "Don't worry, don't worry." ”

He didn't talk about the so-called Tong family, but talked about the big and small anecdotes in Zhongzhou, such as the lords of all forces, and the interesting stories of their youth.

Occasionally, I have to say three or two sentences about the appearance of so-and-so in a secret realm, spiritual plants, spiritual objects, and so on.

Gossip is most of the hour.

Qiu Yue was helpless, but she was more curious about the appearance of Zhongzhou in the mouth of the high-level monk, so she simply passed the time.

Just as Chu Tingjun was about to speak vigorously and talk about the competition between young people of all ethnic groups, a middle-aged man suddenly appeared in the hall.

He has long hair that is half black and half white, has a well-groomed beard, and wears an ancient gray cloth coat often seen on TV.

The first impression was very ordinary, and Qiu Yue only noticed the slightest spatial anomaly when he appeared.

And at this time, Qiu Yue couldn't even perceive his overflowing mana and realm aura.

Self-control is undoubtedly very strong.

Qiu Yue was about to get up and salute, when Chu Tingjun spoke first.

"Grandfather."

After saying the two words, he pointed to Qiu Yue and introduced, "This is the person Sun Er said before." ”

The middle-aged man's gaze fell on Qiu Yue, at first his gaze was only admiration, but after a moment, he showed shock.

"Less than 50 years old!"

"The peak realm of the Purple Mansion is stable."

"Heavenly Spirit Root!"

The calm gaze suddenly became hot.

Qiu Yue's heart sank, and she smiled bitterly: "It seems that today is not good." ”

She underestimated Brother Jindan a little, just by looking at her face, she could actually see her bone age and qualifications.

Should I really say, is it worthy of Jindan?