Not to mention Emperor Zhou, even an extremely strong man like Jing Zun and the Luo family ancestor was so shocked that he rose from his seat at this moment, looking at the middle-aged man who was as gentle as jade like a ghost.

What a strong strength it takes to be able to defeat Emperor Zhou in one move, although Jing Zun and the ancestor of the Luo family are confident that they can suppress Emperor Zhou, it is impossible for him to be defeated so easily.

"Is this a saint?" a terrible thought crossed everyone's minds.

Emperor Zhou is the pinnacle of the male lord level, and he was defeated by a middle-aged man who looked ordinary like this, and many people found it difficult to accept such a reality, not to mention Emperor Zhou himself, he was stunned in place, looking lost his soul, and his whole person was gloomy.

He knew that with such a terrifying Extreme Realm powerhouse to obstruct it, it was impossible to do anything to the immortal body today, so he couldn't help but feel sad in his heart, and left Luoshen Peak sadly.

The immortal body walked out of the chaotic whirlpool, his body was stained with bright red blood, the Great Dao Divine Ring wrapped around his body, emitting a blazing light, he suffered an extremely serious injury to the Great Dao, but he was still graceful and saluted the middle-aged man.

Many people were shocked, this is the immortal body, only more than twenty years old is already powerful to this point, it is difficult to survive from the hands of Emperor Zhou, given time, who else in this generation can compete with him?

"The distinguished guests of the Buddhist family came to Luoshen Peak, please forgive Luo for his untidy appearance and failure to go down the mountain to greet him. ”

If it weren't for the help of the middle-aged man, the immortal body would most likely die on Luoshen Peak, and everything he did would have no meaning, but would offend the Great Zhou Dynasty.

"The donor is serious, Xuanru came uninvited this time, and I hope you don't want to be surprised. "Xuanru is like the power of Buddhism with flowers, which is extraordinary, which makes many people feel good.

It's a pity that the middle-aged man's personality looks extremely gentle, but he seems to be as unapproachable as the edge of the sky, he stands quietly behind Xuanru, without saying a word, secretive, deep and restrained.

"Presumably, you colleagues are already impatient, in this case, it is better to speak freely and discuss the opportunity for sanctification. The head of the Luo family sat upright and spoke slowly.

As soon as these words came out, the originally boiling Luo Shen Peak suddenly quieted down, everyone was waiting for this moment to come, not to mention becoming an immortal, the opportunity to become a saint alone has already made countless extremely strong people despair, the main realm has not known how many years no one has successfully stepped on the holy realm, the last saint came from the previous generation of Dingtianguan, it has been ten thousand years ago.

Jiang Yu and the others were sitting in the side hall at the moment and watching, at such an important moment, no one was distracted from them, and they all looked at the main hall very solemnly.

"When it comes to sanctification, I want to come to Dingtianguan to have the most right to speak, and I also ask He Daoyou to give advice. The head of the Luo family bowed his hand to a famous person in Dingtianguan.

Dingtianguan, after the appearance of the saint in the previous generation, the prestige reached the peak, since the fall of the saint, it began to gradually decline, and now it can no longer be called the top faction, if it is not because this event is too important, Dingtianguan is not qualified to join it.

"Although the last saint appeared in Dingtianguan, it is a pity that the saint master and sages did not leave a chance to become holy, although the old man was fortunate to be invited to Luoshen Peak, but he didn't know where to start. The famous man of Dingtianguan sighed.

"The secret of sanctification is of course extremely important, but He Daoyou should not cherish it with a broom. A famous man in the Primal Ancestral Land was a little dissatisfied.

Many high-ranking sects nodded one after another, suspecting that the Dingtian Temple had not given the truth, how important the opportunity for sanctification was, and it was related to the rise and fall of a sect, and it was understandable that they would not say it easily.

"Many of you Daoists come from the ancestral holy land and the Supreme Dynasty, and even gave birth to the ancestral immortals of the mighty world, not to mention the opportunity to become holy, that is, the secret of becoming an immortal should be inherited, in this case, you might as well say it. The famous house of Dingtianguan was squeezed by everyone, and his face was very ugly, and he couldn't help but be angry.

Many people can't help but be dumbfounded, the ancestral holy land has indeed given birth to "immortals", and there are not a few saintly sages, but after a long time, the descendants have not been able to turn out some secrets from the ancient books, and they have always regretted it.

"Hehe, He Daoyou don't have to be angry, Taichu Daoyou just said it unintentionally. The head of the Luo family came forward in time to play a round.

Only then did the famous residence of the Dingtian Temple turn for the better, and he said quietly: "The sage of our sect back then, when the longevity was approaching, was still far from the road to sanctification, and no one in the sect thought that he could finally go to that point, until he suddenly left the Dingtian Temple one day and disappeared for a long time......"

Everyone on Luoshen Peak couldn't help but be moved, and they had already guessed that the time after the departure of the sages of Dingtianguan was the key to sanctification, and they couldn't help but cast inquiring glances.

The sages said goodbye and never returned to Dingtianguan until late one night more than 20 years later, when a disciple patrolling at the foot of the mountain suddenly reported that a middle-aged monk was seriously injured and dying and passed out in front of the gate of Dingtianguan Mountain. ”

Dingtianguan Mingsu paused for a moment, slowly raised his wine glass and took a sip, no one dared to urge him, this was a big matter that caused public anger, and they all sat and waited for him to continue to speak.

"How can there be no wine at such a critical moment, come and taste the snowflake brew that the old man has treasured for 500 years. The ancestor of the Luo family was full of interest and ordered the humanitarian order.

The Snow Flower God Brew has a long reputation, almost no less than the Yaochi peach, and the wine that has been treasured for five hundred years makes people drool when they think about it, even the respected Jing Zun can't help but stroke his beard and laugh, urging the servants of the Luo family vigorously.

Not far away, Zhang Tianling and Zhu Gege froze directly, their faces were extremely embarrassed, this person and a pig had already visited the back mountain of Luoshen Peak yesterday, and looted the fine wine stored there, and the Luo family could only see the empty wine cellar when they went to the back mountain.

Dingtianguan also took the opportunity to keep silent, the Luo family's snowflake god brew is rare to drink on weekdays, it is made of many treasures brewed for a long time, the taste is delicious and sweet, if the opportunity is right, it can even make the monk fall into the realm of enlightenment, the value is immeasurable.

Not long after, several servants hurried back empty-handed, everyone couldn't help but be stunned, and the ancestor of the Luo family was even more displeased: "Let you go and get the wine, how can you return empty-handed?"

"Ancestor, I don't know which day...... The Snowflake Brew has been emptied, and there is nothing left in the cellar. ”

Steward Lu said with a hesitant face, Shengsheng held back the "", if it was the descendant of the Luo Shen clan, then he would offend this person.

The ancestor of the Luo family's face sank, and he almost threw Steward Lu away with one sleeve, such an important moment actually made such a big basket, where did he put his face? If outsiders rumored that the Luo Shen clan was stingy, it would be extremely embarrassing.

Many of the big people in the ancestral holy land were slightly stunned, they had long been yearning for the snowflake divine brew, they thought that they could drink the legendary divine brew this time, but they didn't expect to be the first to get there, and even some suspicious people teased them, as if they were saying to others that the Luo Shen clan was reluctant to bring the divine brew to entertain, so that the head of the Luo family almost went underground in shame.

"It must have been done by the people who went to Luoshen Peak this time, if I am caught, I will definitely be severely punished!" said Luo Wuye hatefully, glancing at Jiang Yu from the corner of his eye.

Jiang Yu's face instantly turned cold, and Fifth Master Luo was inadvertently ready to cut him, not to mention that he had been entangled by the Luo family yesterday and had no chance at all, even if he did, there was no evidence to suspect that he was really a little excessive.

"In this case, the old man can only bring the thousand-year-old snowflake divine brew that Yuxuan invited guests to the banquet on the wedding day to entertain you in advance, Yuxuan, you go to the back mountain to get it. The ancestor of the Luo family said.

"Ancestor, this is your precious divine brew. The head of the Luo family said urgently.

"It's okay, sooner or later, you have to open and drink, and this time it's time to share it with your colleagues. The ancestor of the Luo family said with a smile.

Everyone couldn't help but smile, five hundred years of snowflake brew can make some old antiques from the ancestral holy land fascinated, how valuable should that thousand-year-old brew be, it is really a great fortune to be able to taste it today.

Some people even thank the thieves who stole the Snowflake Brew in their hearts, if it weren't for that, they might not have been able to taste the peerless brew at all.

"Haha, Brother Luo is stingy, if someone hadn't stolen your five-hundred-year-old divine wine, I'm afraid the old man wouldn't be able to taste the thousand-year-old peerless wine today. Jing Zun stroked his beard and smiled, half-jokingly and half-seriously.

In the huge main hall, only he dared to joke with the ancestor of the Luo family, both of them are living fossils who have lived for nearly a thousand years, their strength cannot be measured, and their every move is like ordinary people, but no one will doubt that if these two people are angry, they will be like heavenly power, and no one can withstand such anger.

"Brother Jing is serious, on Yuxuan's big day, the first one to invite must be you, how can you not have the opportunity to taste such a fine wine?" said the Luo family ancestor with a smile.

"Since that's the case, among the rising stars here, I don't know who Brother Luo has blue eyes for?" Jing Zun said suddenly.

At this time, the goddess had already taken several jars of thousand-year-old divine brew, and before it was opened, it exuded an extremely sweet atmosphere, making everyone feel like immortals, as if they were about to enter the fairyland in the next moment.

Everyone's eyes looked at the altar of immortal wine, there were too many monks on Luoshen Peak, it was impossible to get drunk, the servants of the Luoshen clan poured a small half cup of divine wine for each person very painfully, this is an immortal product of immeasurable value, even the big man of the male lord level has the opportunity to drink a sip, but today even the young Tianjiao can be fortunate to taste it.

"The old man will naturally not interfere with such a major matter, and it is all up to Yu Xuan to handle it independently. The ancestor of the Luo family slowly took a sip of divine brew and said.

At this moment, everyone's minds were put into the divine brew in the cup, although the Luo family ancestor talked about the matter is extremely important, but no matter how you say it, it can't compare to the divine brew, everyone raised their glasses to taste, only to feel the moment the divine brew was entered, the limbs and hundreds of bones came with an incomparably comfortable feeling of pleasure, the pores seemed to be all opened, and there was an illusion of floating immortals.

"Good wine, I am fortunate to taste this kind of immortal wine in my life, even if I can't be holy, why mourn?" said a strong man with a bright face and a flushed face, as if he was dozens of years younger.

This kind of immortal brew, the strong people of the older generation can withstand the power of the gods, and many people of the younger generation of Tianjiao have collapsed to the ground, and the whole person is in a trance.

"Drinking this immortal brew, the old man will take this opportunity to tell the rest of the secrets, hoping to provide a glimmer of hope for all fellow Daoists. Dingtianguan couldn't help but laugh.