The two looked at each other, only to see that the person who came was red-haired and white-faced, not tall, similar to Duran, with red scales hanging on his cheeks, red boots on his feet, and a white robe.

"Dare to ask what the honorable driver is?" Duran really knew that it was formed by a water spirit.

"A certain is the lake master of this Yangyu Lake, calling himself Ganzhu, dare to ask the fairy fairy town?"

"What? Why did I never know that there was a lake owner in this Yangyu Lake?" He Muling said in surprise.

It turns out that this so-called lake lord is quite similar to the so-called dragon king in the mortal world, and a local demon spirit dominates the local monsters, so that it will not do evil, harm mortals, and will not be finally eliminated by the monks - of course, this is the characteristic of the Wu realm, if you get the legendary demon rampant realm, I am afraid it will be the organized and planned cannibalism of the local demons.

"Xiao Daoyou is a disciple of You Yuxuan, right?" Gan Zhu was not annoyed, and said kindly, "I have been in Yangyu Lake for three hundred years, and after my wisdom was opened and my divine form was revealed, I was appointed by He Zhenren, and I have been the owner of this Yangyu Lake for more than 100 years. ”

"It was Ganzhu Daoyou. Du Lan really saw him talking eloquently, his expression was neither humble nor arrogant, he was polite and thoughtful, his words were decent, he didn't look like an ordinary spirit, he didn't have a lot of good feelings in his heart, and he was polite, "In the Lower Extreme Dust Sect Du Lan Zhen, Taoist friends are polite." ”

After the two met, Du Lanzhen pointed to He Muling again, "This is He Zhenren's disciple, He Muling's fellow Daoist, I heard that Yangyu Lake is beautiful, and took me here for a visit." ”

"I Yangyu Lake does have two points of mountains and rivers to enjoy, but compared to the infinite scenery of the six major caves of your sect, the forty-eight peaks are really not worth mentioning, fortunately, only a taste of honey carp, a taste of drunken fairy grass can be tasted, if the fairy is willing to appreciate the light, a certain Yan invited the two into the water house to taste. Gan Zhu heard about Du Lan's true background, praised again and again, and said attentively.

Du Lan really saw that this Ganzhu was also a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building, and his breath was mixed, at most, because he was promoted for a long time and was more experienced, even if there was any formation ambush, it would not be as good as her famous teachings and years of immersion. She boasted that she was bold and interested, so she gladly agreed.

When Gan Zhu saw that she had answered, he knew that he was not disgusted by the spirits and strangers, and he was even more pleased, and said respectfully, "Fairy first, please?"

"Daoyou is the master, Daoyou please first. Duran really excused himself.

Gan Zhu saw that she was polite, and he was not reluctant, "Please come with me." ”

That's as it should be. Du Lan is really not only a guest, but also comparable to his cultivation, so he naturally took the lead, calmly led He Muling forward, surrounded by a group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals, mighty and extraordinary.

Although she didn't like this slightly cheesy style, she loved the majestic atmosphere of the Extreme Dust Sect and the indifferent style, but out of politeness, she still praised this beautiful building and its wealth and wealth.

Gan Zhu listened to her praise when she opened her mouth, although she knew that most of it was polite, but she couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips, and she exchanged courtesies, and praised the high reputation of the Jichen Sect.

The palace is forbidden to separate the water, there are already seven or eight people talking and laughing in the banquet, seeing Gan Zhu leading people in, they have cast their eyes, and fall on Du Lanzhen, seeing his appearance condensed cold jade, Shen condensed autumn water, and did not feel that his breath was stagnant.

Du Lan really didn't care, seeing that they were all in the Qi refining period, only one of them had an obscure breath, which seemed to be a foundation, but it seemed illusory, not very similar, and it was not as good as her, so he calmly accepted Ganzhu's invitation, sat in the guest chair, and nodded to the monks present with a smile.

She didn't care, but she didn't know that one of the monks present saw her, but her heart was suddenly turbulent.

"Why is she here?"

He Pingshu lowered his eyelids slightly, hiding the turbulent waves in his heart.

At this time, he was wearing a high-level spirit plate that covered his face, and Mrs. Sun personally took action to cover his cultivation, everyone here thought that he was a foundation building monk, and they didn't know that he only had five layers of qi refining, let alone that he was just a so-called waste of the first layer of qi refining half a year ago!

Since entering the Immortal Gate for twelve years, he can only barely induce qi into his body because of his low qualifications, and he has not been able to break through for many years, and he has done some miscellaneous work in the Extreme Dust Sect every day, and has been called and drunk by those outer disciples with slightly better qualifications than him, and regarded him as a miscellaneous slave!

Fortunately, his immortal fate did not end, and he actually got the jade pendant where Mrs. Day was hiding because he was framed, and since then his cultivation has made great progress, but in just half a year, he is already at the fifth level of qi refining. He covered up his cultivation in the sect, and people thought that he was just the second layer of qi refining, but now he went out to practice, looking for resources, and having Mrs. Day's guidance and support, it was better than suffering countless times in the sect.

However, when he was secretly proud of his rapid progress in the past six months, he saw Du Lanzhen coldly, as if he had been hit by a blow to the head, which made him both stunned and suddenly alert.

The fairy road is long, he just took two steps, but people stood much farther than him at the beginning, and now they are even more out of reach, why is he complacent!

He was originally a person with a firm heart, and he quickly put aside his vague self-satisfaction and calmed down.

It's just that......

"Has she already built a foundation?" he smiled bitterly and muttered to himself, thinking that he had some chance, but he didn't expect that he was still a world away from her!

"He boy, relax your heart! With Niangniang's personal guidance, what is the point of building a foundation in a mere way? Wait for a few years of hard work, and it will be a matter of course, and it will be okay to surpass this little girl at that time!" Suddenly, a scolding voice sounded in his ears, which sounded about thirty years old, and was extremely majestic.

"Is what Niangniang said true?" He Pingshu deliberately excited, "She is a peerless genius of the Extreme Dust Sect, Yuan Ying is a personal heir, and she has resources and talents, can I compare with her?"

"Heh, Mo Ti is your Laoshi Zi Jichen Sect, there were no six major sects when Ben Niangniang dominated the world! What kind of Yuan Ying is passed down, Ben Niang Niang didn't hesitate to look at Yuan Ying in the past! Even if this little girl does have some talent, but although there are few people who built a foundation before the age of twenty, Niang Niang has also seen a few, in front of the Great Dao, even if she takes two steps first? Who can walk long and go far to have the ability!" Mrs. Day was really annoyed.

"Oh, what kind of realm was that Niangniang in her heyday?" He Pingshu asked.

"In short, it's a realm that you can't hope for, and you don't need to know. Mrs. Day said vaguely, "In this Wu Realm, you can leave after turning the Heavenly Tribulation, and then you will naturally know the future realm." As she spoke, she stood up again, "For now, you should improve your cultivation and concentrate on cultivation, what does it have to do with you!"

He Pingshu was obedient, but he had his own calculations in his heart.

When he sorted out his mood and looked at Du Lanzhen with that incomparably complicated gaze that was mixed with unwillingness, nostalgia and yearning, Gan Zhu clapped his hands and the banquet began.