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"Return, who says you can't go back?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Hui's clear eyes flickered a few times, and he asked in a coquettish voice, "What kind of mystery are you playing?" Don't you think you owe us an explanation?"

"Miss Yan, there are some things that you can't say too clearly, because there are too many implications in it, and you can't explain it clearly. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Sometimes, you think you understand, but in fact, you are simply a fool, only when you are there, you will know how ignorant you are!"

"Cut, forget it, just let this guy pretend to be a ghost to the end, let's go down!" Yan Huilai listened to this specious answer, and his heart was very unhappy.

"Hey, let's go!"

Wu Potian didn't care about this, because he always felt that there was something wrong with it, there was something he wanted in this Soul Swing Mountain Range, but this kind of inexplicable guess, how could he say?

"Hehe" laughed dryly, Wu Potian followed Yan back and their group, descending the tenth-level Aoki Locust Snake to a cloud-covered mountain.

After communicating with the Aoki Locust Snake with his consciousness and letting it go to the mountains and rivers on its own, Wu Potian and the Thunder Yama King, the constipated old man, Jun Changzai, Uncle Tian, and the little girl followed everyone and walked all the way up the mountain towards the gate of the Blood Soul Palace.

This time, Wu Potian did not use light skills or space transfer methods, but walked towards the Blood Soul Palace step by step, because this was a kind of etiquette of respecting the master.

As a friend, if you use your body indiscriminately in someone else's control area, it is a great disrespect to the master, this is a conventional rule for people who practice martial arts, and there is no need for any explanation.

After walking for about five minutes, under the shade of green trees, a huge, majestic and magnificent palace was faintly displayed in front of Wu Potian's eyes.

Feeling the ubiquitous and rich aura fluctuations in the Blood Soul Palace, Wu Potian couldn't help but take a deep breath, he turned his head to King Lei Yan and the constipated old man and said:

"It's still good to practice in the ancient sects, although the ancient sects of the Vulture Palace and the Blood Soul Palace are not the top sects in the mainland, but compared to the Tibetan Sword Peak of our Longao Empire, the aura is several times richer, if you concentrate on practicing here for a few years, it will be difficult to improve your strength. ”

"Of course, there are four major elements for the cultivation of the Dharma Companion's wealth and land, and a good dojo is one of the most necessary conditions for a practitioner.

We people have a lot of affairs, how can we have time to arrange formations to absorb spiritual energy like the ancient sects, and choose the best area to be the dojo?"

King Lei Yan also said with deep feelings, through this trip to the Heavenly Dome Empire with Wu Potian, he and the constipated old man both realized their lack of skill, and secretly made up their minds in their hearts that they must improve their realm in the future.

Shame and courage!

As the old-timers of Wu Potian, they can only survive under the protection of a junior generation in this long journey, and they feel blushing and aggrieved when they think about it, but why can't they get out of the door when they are in the realm of the monarch?

Speaking of which, the two of them are deeply distressed that they can't take that step......

As soon as a few words were spoken, the mountain gate was already approaching.

The disciples of the Blood Soul Palace on duty at the mountain gate, seeing that it was the young palace master and several Dharma Protector elders who came to the mountain gate with a few strangers, immediately saluted respectfully:

"The young palace master is good, the Dharma Protector Elder is good!"

Yan returned and did not put on the shelf of the young palace master, and nodded cordially to several palace disciples and said, "Well, hello disciples, you have worked hard!"

After greeting all the disciples, she walked into the huge Blood Soul Palace with Wu Potian and his entourage, and after beckoning everyone to sit down in the VIP reception room in the palace, several Dharma Protector Elders said goodbye and left.

Yan returned and recruited a few female disciples in the palace, and after entertaining Wu Potian and his party of five to drink tea and eat the exquisite snacks in the palace, he also retired and left.

She was going to meet the palace master and report back to what had happened during her trip to the Heavenly Dome Empire.

In particular, the eldest teacher was on the Sky Dragon Whale luxury cruise ship, and he had sent someone to kill her for her despicable actions and sinister intentions, and she must return to the palace master to make a personal decision.

She secretly thought to herself in her heart: This kind of rebellious behavior must not stop here, this time, she must make the Great Elder pay the price of blood!

Taking advantage of the free time when Yan returned to and from the palace master, Wu Potian and the Lei Yama King chatted while drinking tea and eating snacks, and by the way, they observed some differences between the ancient sects.

In fact, Wu Potian had already sensed this.

With his super Xuan Soul perception, his sense of smell is naturally much sharper than that of ordinary people. This ancient sect, since he walked in, has been full of mystery.

He even smelled the ancient and mysterious atmosphere here, which could be felt from the pattern of the building, the carving of the pattern, the statue of the martial god enshrined, and so on.

Looking around at the layout in the hospitality hall, looking at the huge and magnificent calligraphy and painting and the vigorous and simple inscription in the middle hall, as long as he sensed it, Wu Potian knew:

This painting must be the work of a famous martial arts master, and his skill is at least among the emperor-level masters. The painting shows a monk with a pine pattern ancient sword on his back, a shawl with long hair, a snow-white robe covering the body, and a sword-like wooden hairpin on his head stuck in a Taoist bun.

The eyes are like stars, the charm is natural, and the breath of the whole person seems to have the possibility of flying away at any time, which is extremely ethereal and light.

That's right, it's emptiness and lightness!

He found that although there was not a single word on the painting, every stroke on the painting described the ethereal and light wonderland......

The sky in the painting is very different, there seem to be countless lines looming in the meantime, carefully sensed, and it seems that there is no, but inadvertently, there is a kind of charm that seems to be absent, which seems mysterious and obscure.

Looking at this painting, Wu Potian fell into deep thought......

Just as Wu Potian was about to further explore the realm, an extremely clear female voice interrupted his thoughts, making him startled:

As soon as he woke up, Wu Potian looked at the middle-aged beauty in front of him, and apologized embarrassedly: "Hehe, I'm sorry, just now I took advantage of the rare leisure, looking at this painting in the middle hall, I suddenly seemed to have entered a wonderful realm, and I was lingering, I didn't know that the palace master had arrived, I was really slow!"

"Oh......"

When the thirty-year-old beautiful woman heard this, she seemed to be interested, her red lips opened lightly, and she asked softly with a smile: "What do you think after the martial arts master sees this painting?"

"Well, let me say what I think specifically, it's hard to say. When Wu Potian said this, he paused slightly, looked at the middle-aged beauty, and continued:

"First of all, according to my opinion, the person who painted this painting should at least be the cultivation of the emperor-level master, with a few light strokes in the painting, smart and freehand, the charm of the pen, and the indescribable ethereal atmosphere, so that this painting has an extraordinary artistic conception of ingenuity.

Especially in the sky, there seem to be countless patterns hidden in it, which makes people want to explore and explore......"

Hearing this, the middle-aged beauty giggled, and as soon as the laughter stopped, her eyes gently stroked the few people in front of her like water, and said softly:

"Sure enough, it's just a few words, and it tells the truth of this painting, this painting is the self-portrait of the ancestor of the palace when he was at the imperial level. ”

Oh......

As soon as the Blood Soul Palace Lord said this, Wu Potian couldn't help but be surprised: No, isn't the Blood Soul Palace always ruled by women?

The palace master chuckled and said, "You won't be surprised why the patriarch of this sect is a man, right? Actually, there is a story in this." Let Yan'er explain it to you in detail in the future!"

"Yan'er, who is Yan'er?"

"You walked thousands of miles with Yan'er and came back together, why don't you know who Yan'er is?" The palace master naughtily winked at Wu Potian a few times, and teased him.

"Oh, that's the case, didn't the young palace master call Yan Hui, when did he call Yan'er?" Wu Potian really couldn't understand, could this woman still use her surname to call her name?

It was only at this time that Wu Po had time to take a closer look at the demeanor of the Blood Soul Palace Master: this woman looked about thirty years old, she looked very beautiful at first glance, and if she looked carefully, she was still very beautiful, she belonged to that kind of beauty that was very attractive.

Wu Potian can't guess the specific age, but looking at her dress, it is very fashionable and clean, today she is wearing a plain fit robe, the robe is not like a man's robe, it is always straight, ugly to death.

However, her robe is like a cheongsam, and it looks very well-cut, so that the exquisite curves of a mature woman are perfectly displayed in front of everyone.

Long round face, smooth and clean, long eyebrows and thin eyes, soft-spoken, smiling, with extremely friendly affinity, about one meter six five tall, light body, not at all like a seventy or eighty-year-old woman.

However, it is such a seemingly weak middle-aged beautiful woman, but she can lead an ancient sect in the wolf-like Flying Feather Continent, standing proudly in the martial arts, and her methods are so spicy and conceivable that they are not as simple as she appears on the surface.

Wu Potian said to himself in his heart: "This woman is very difficult to mess with, smiling, not speaking sharply, not fast or slow, but every word. ”

After some testing by the two sides, the Blood Soul Palace Master finally sat down, and after waiting for the ladies in the palace to rearrange the tea and pastries, and after leaving, she chuckled and said:

"On this trip to the Heavenly Dome Empire, the young palace master of my Blood Soul Palace was once in distress, thank you for the great righteousness of the martial arts master, this palace master is here, I would like to express my sincere thanks to you!"

As for the rest, let's talk to each other for now......

Hearing this, Wu Potian's face gradually became serious.

What exactly did the Blood Soul Palace Master say? Please watch the next episode! )