"That's good." Ye Junlin looked relieved.

Then, the two of them burst into the sky and left amid cheers.

Hong Qianye's face was not angry, and he had already greeted the eighteenth generation of Ye Junlin's ancestors in his heart.

In the court.

Emperor Wei, dressed in a dragon robe, sat on the dragon chair, looking at the recital presented by the minister, his old face was full of solemnity, and his brows were furrowed into deep Sichuan characters.

The civil and military officials lowered their heads, and the atmosphere was very depressing.

"Hey!"

After a long time, a helpless sigh came.

Emperor Wei threw away the fold in his hand, rubbed his eyebrows, and said bitterly: "If this continues, my great country will be ruined by evil spirits!" ”

On this recital, the death toll is staggering.

Originally, the Great Wei Dynasty had a population of 80 million, but it has directly decreased by more than 30 million in recent years, and there is a trend of intensification.

The people in the country are panicked and in turmoil.

In this regard, the imperial court was helpless and anxious.

"Your Majesty, our Wei State is backed by Xuantian Sect, and I believe that the immortal masters there will not ignore it."

One of the ministers comforted.

"Xuantian Sect ......"

Emperor Wei shook his head and smiled bitterly, with a look of disappointment.

A few years ago, Xuantian Sect also sent a team to find out the situation, but not long after that team came to Wei, it evaporated from the world.

Later, he could only watch as the situation developed more and more serious.

And Xuantian Sect, since that time, there has been no follow-up.

With such a sect, can Wei still rely on it?

"Father! Father! ”

A cry of silver bells rang out.

Outside the court, the little princess who was about thirteen years old ran in, her skin was delicate and white, looking at this delicate face, she was definitely a beauty embryo.

"Ling'er, why are you ......" Emperor Wei wondered.

This is his most beloved little daughter, if it were someone else who was so reckless, he would have dragged it down and cut off her head.

The little princess waved a letter in her hand, and her face was filled with a smile of joy, "It's the second brother, the second brother has news!" ”

"It's the second prince!"

The ministers looked surprised.

Emperor Wei's second son, who was selected by the immortal master of Xuantian Sect in his early years, stayed in Xuantian Sect all these years, which is well known in the court.

You must know that when Xianmen recruits disciples, they have always valued qualifications.

Even if you are a prince and a general, a descendant of the royal family and nobles, your qualifications are not up to standard.

Moreover, the Xuantian Sect is very strict in selecting disciples, prohibiting all the involvement of relatives and the entry of relationships.

So.

When the second prince was selected, Emperor Wei didn't mention how happy he was, he directly granted amnesty to the world that year, and the whole world celebrated!

It's just that over the years, the second prince has been obsessed with cultivating immortals, and he has gradually cut off contact with the Wei State.

Now, a letter suddenly arrived, which surprised the ministers.

"Let me see what the letter says!"

Emperor Wei took the letter from his daughter's hand and hurriedly opened it to read it.

When he saw the contents of the letter, Emperor Wei couldn't help but widen his eyes, his face rose with excitement, and he slapped the table and laughed.

"Hahaha, okay!"

This move made the ministers look at each other, "Your Majesty, you are ......"

Emperor Wei said excitedly: "My son said in the letter that Xuantian Sect attaches great importance to the strange phenomena that have occurred in the Wei Kingdom, and it is very likely that this time he will send the Ethereal Peak Master to solve it personally, let us calm down and wait for the good news!" ”

Hear the words.

The civil and military officials looked excited.

Although they are ordinary people, they are in high power, and there are still channels to receive news about the contest between the various sects in the wasteland.

According to rumors, the Xuantian Sect was able to destroy the Wind and Thunder Sect by relying on the Ethereal Peak Peak Master, Ye Junlin.

That's a primordial infant monk!

has the terrifying power of moving mountains and reclamation, and in the eyes of the secular world, it is no different from immortals.

And now, this Ye Feng Lord is about to come in person to help the Wei State tide over the difficulties, can they not feel excited?

Wei Emperor Long Yan Dayue, this is the most pleasing news I have heard in the past few years.

"Ling'er, our Wei country is saved."

Emperor Wei picked up the little princess and kissed her face again and again.

"Hee-hee!"

The little princess smiled with crooked eyebrows and a very cute expression.

Suddenly.

A guard ran in in a panic, "Your Majesty! There are two immortals descending outside! ”

"It must be the immortal master of Xuantian Sect!"

"Ladies and gentlemen, go and greet me as soon as possible!"

Emperor Wei said in surprise.

Inside the Royal Palace.

Colorful auspicious clouds spread all over the sky, and in countless shocking eyes, two figures shrouded in auspicious glow fell on the square.

"Xiaohong, do you think that it is very compelling to choose such an appearance for the teacher?"

Ye Junlin put his hands behind his back and said proudly.

He just wants to make a big battle to lure the snake out of the hole.

Hong Qianye glanced at Ye Junlin with disdain, and said secretly in his heart: "Childish! ”

But on the surface, he still gave his hand politely: "The master is wise, and the apprentice thinks so too." ”

"Welcome to the Immortal Master!"

In the palace, Emperor Wei led hundreds of civil and military officials to hurriedly walk out, kneeling down to worship Ye Junlin and Hong Qianye.

For them, this is an immortal who can destroy the world and is not bound by all the rules of the world.

Emperor Wei cautiously looked at the silver-haired young man, and the joy in his heart was even greater.

According to the letter, the Ethereal Peak Master had his signature long silver-white hair, which perfectly matched the image and characteristics of the person in front of him.

It seems that this is Lord Ye Feng.

Shifting his gaze to Hong Qianye, Emperor Wei's heart shook violently.

Even though he has three thousand beauties in his harem, compared to this woman, it is simply a world of difference.

"This is the best in the world......"

Emperor Wei sighed secretly.

After all, he was accompanying Ye Junlin, of course he didn't dare to think about it at all, and even felt that it would be a blasphemy against this fairy to take a second look.

"Ahem."

Ye Junlin cleared his throat, and his majestic voice continued to echo in all directions through the infusion of mana, "This seat is here to solve the crisis of the Wei Kingdom, so you don't have to worry about it." ”

"On behalf of the people of Wei, I would like to thank the immortals!!"

Emperor Wei shouted excitedly.

In the palace, everyone knelt on the ground, pinning their hopes on Ye Junlin's body.

"Get up."

Ye Junlin raised his hand, and an invisible force spread, gently lifting Emperor Wei and them from the ground.

"Immortal, if you have any requirements, just ask." Emperor Wei said respectfully.

"Arrange a place for my master and apprentice to live."

"This way, please!"

Emperor Wei stretched out his hand and quietly glanced at Hong Qianye who passed by, it turned out that this fairy was the apprentice of the immortal.

The little princess hid behind Emperor Wei, looked at Hong Qianye's beautiful face, and said secretly in her heart:

"This sister is so beautiful, if only I could grow up to be as beautiful as her."

From beginning to end, Hong Chiba's face was cold, and he didn't even bother to look at this group of people.

In his eyes, Emperor Wei and the civil and military officials, and even the entire people of Wei are ants, and there is no difference at all.

The reason why he came with him was just because he wanted to find out the true identity of the real murderer behind the scenes.

Jingtai Palace.

The palace is magnificent, warm in winter and cool in summer.

This is where Emperor Wei spent a huge amount of money for many years to build, and he liked to stay here on weekdays to indulge in pleasure, and now he has given it to Ye Junlin and Hong Qianye to live.

"Stand down, something is telling you."

"It's my honor to serve the immortals."

Emperor Wei didn't dare to stay longer, and hurriedly retired.

Squeak.

The door closes.

Ye Junlin sat on the recliner made of thousand-year-old nanmu, reached out and picked up the grapes in the fruit bowl and sent them to his mouth, eating them with relish.

At this time, his appearance was diametrically opposed to the majestic style just now.

Hong Qianye couldn't bear to look at it directly, this was the most unremarkable god cultivator he had ever encountered.

And what left him speechless the most.

Most of the other monks would meditate cross-legged and concentrate on their practice.

This guy is addicted to eating, drinking, and having fun all day long, and he has no intention of cultivating hard at all.

How did you become so tired and lazy to become a god?

"Hmph, it's okay, according to this progress, this seat will soon be able to crush him from cultivation, and it will definitely be more certain to make a move then."

Red Chiba said secretly.

If Ye Junlin heard his heart, he would definitely laugh unkindly.

Cultivating hard?

Labor and management lie down directly, the realm or anything depends on touching porcelain, and the magic power of the exercises will also be automatically upgraded.

Do you tell me that the effort works?

Besides.

Being able to insist on lying flat is not an effort?

At this time, Ye Junlin took off the moire combat boots on his feet, and suddenly there was a wooden basin under his feet, and there was steaming warm water in the wooden basin.

Gently put your foot in and let out a comfortable moan from your mouth. Moaning.

Just when Red Chiba was even more disdainful, a voice slowly came into his ears,

"Xiaohong, come and wash the feet of the teacher."

Hong Qianye's face froze, almost suspecting that his ears had misheard, and his forehead instantly burst out with green tendons, and his heart rose with angry anger.

"What do you say?!!"