Zhou Shixian sat on the main seat in the hall, picked up the tea sent by the maid, took a sip, suddenly moved, and there was a trace of strange color in her eyes, and then she drank it in a big gulp.

Everyone in the hall looked at their noses and noses, and they didn't dare to look at this high-ranking Daoji monk, and Zhou Shixian was a little dull under the silence, and said intentionally or unintentionally: "Chen Shouli, this fragrant tea is a variety of tea, how can it feel more delicious than the Jiuhua Lingluo that I drink all year round in the sect?"

Chen Shouli saw that Zhou Shixian didn't mention anything else, but chatted about tea, his heart jumped, and a trace of cold sweat unconsciously left from his forehead.

But when he thought that he had seen Zhou Shixian finish the cup of tea with his own eyes, he suddenly felt a lot more relieved, and said respectfully: "Back to the fairy's words, this tea was discovered by my Chen family in the spiritual vein in the early years, and it only matured once every twenty years, and it grew in the dark mine cave and the color was extremely green, so it was named Twenty Ye Qing at the beginning, but the patriarch felt that the name was not good to obtain, so he changed the name to Sleepy Ye Qing." ”

Zhou Shixian flicked the teacup with her hand, and said with emotion: "This tea has a peculiar aura, although it is not of much benefit to the Daoji monks, but if I expect it to be good, if the Daoji monks drink this tea all year round, the cultivation will not say a thousand miles a day, but it will always save a lot of time." To be able to have this tea, I have to say that it is also an opportunity for your Chen family. ”

Chen Shouli nodded yes, looking teachable.

Zhou Shixian suddenly raised her head and said, "Speaking of perception and Daoji, Chen Shouli, do you know how big the gap between the two is?"

Chen Shouli looked puzzled, I don't know why Zhou Shixian asked this, his cultivation is low, and now, plus the person in front of him, he has also seen two Daoji monks, and said sincerely. "I hope the fairy will teach you. ”

Zhou Shixian let out an inexplicable laugh and said, "Forget it, your cultivation is too low after all, and it may be difficult for you to comprehend it." ”

Chen Shouli smiled, turned his head and stopped talking.

It's just that Zhou Shixian didn't know why, and said with an interested face: "Everyone is the bloodline descendants of Senior Brother Chen, do you think I and Senior Brother Chen are stronger or weaker?"

Everyone was finally no longer silent, Elder Biyou Chen was the pillar of the family in everyone's hearts, and it was also a piece of heaven in their hearts. When he did not join the Biyou Small Sect, he led the entire family to the road of revitalization, although he had not asked about the size of the family for many years, but judging from the attitude of the Meng Guo family in recent years, he was still shocked by the statement of the ancestor.

"Compared with the two, I think the ancestor is stronger, after all, the ancestor is close to four hundred years old, and his cultivation must be even more amazing. ”

"Yes, yes, the ancestor is full of mystical skills, although I haven't seen the ancestor make a move, but just by virtue of this time, the ancestor can make Fairy Zhou, and the ancestor will definitely cultivate more profoundly. ”

Everyone exchanged ears, and there was a lot of discussion in the hall for a while, but most of them thought that Elder Bi Youchen was superior.

After calculating the time in his heart, Chen Shouli's heart was suddenly full of confidence, his face changed, his respectful and humble color disappeared in an instant, and a sneer hung on the corner of his mouth: "Even though the fairy is cultivated to a high level, but it is only a mere female streamer, can An Neng compare with my Chen ancestor? If you have to distinguish between high and low, it is just Haoyue and Firefly, asking for hardship!"

Zhou Shixian's face was cold, even if the other party had a lot of relationship with the sect, but humiliating herself like this was really an unforgivable sin!

She stood up and shouted, "Look for death!" and pointed her right hand forward, but nothing happened.

There was no aura all around her body, Zhou Shixian's face remained unchanged, and she said coldly: "The tea is poisonous?"

Chen Shouli laughed a few times and said proudly: "Not bad." In order to poison the fairy, I paid a lot of money. Sleepy Ye Qing is extremely precious, and a spirit snatching pill is enough to consume a lot of spirit stones in the clan, is it still satisfactory to answer the fairy?"

Zhou Shixian said viciously: "If you have the opportunity, you will definitely slaughter your Chen family!"

Everyone in the Chen clan got up one after another, most of their faces were not good-looking, but more of them were fearful, being threatened by a Daoji monk, and no one would feel good in their hearts.

"Senior sister, you'd better worry about yourself first, as for the life and death of my clan, I don't have to worry about senior sister. There was a long howl outside the door, and a middle-aged man wearing the clothes of an elder of the Biyu Small Sect stepped in.

In an instant, everyone in the hall had their faces overjoyed, and they bowed down in unison: "See the ancestor!"

Zhou Shixian sneered: "Since the junior brother has already made a decision, why do you still wear this clothes?"

Elder Chen ignored Zhou Shixian, and just smiled at everyone: "One thing you said is wrong, the elders in the Biyou Small Sect are all ranked by cultivation, Senior Sister Zhou is ranked third, and the Eight Battles Daoji is also unique among the elders. I'm just the Seventh Elder of Biyou, and although I stepped into the middle stage of the Dao Foundation a few days ago, I still can't compare to it. ”

Turning his head, Elder Chen sneered, "Otherwise, why bother to get the Spirit Pill at all costs?"

Zhou Shixian couldn't lift a trace of mana, and said with a sad and indignant face: "Senior Brother Chen, what do you want to do, aren't you afraid that the sect master will blame you?"

Elder Chen's face showed a hint of fear, and soon his face changed again, twisted and hideous: "As long as you die this time, your lord can wish me a higher level of cultivation, and it is not hopeless to condense the golden pill in the future! At that time, the sky is high and the birds will fly, where will the sect master go to find me?"

Zhou Shixian heard that the other party was going to take her own life, and she couldn't lift a trace of mana, her face turned pale, and she laughed miserably: "In this way, junior brother will not let me go no matter what?"

Elder Chen said coldly: "It is related to Chen's cultivation plan, and he can only sacrifice his senior sister." ”

"Shou Li, knock Fairy Zhou unconscious and take it away, the adults have words, be sure to capture them alive!"

The mine was extremely dim, Ye An's spiritual sense was vigilant, his eyes were moving, and he could only hear his own breathing and the sound of walking on the ground.

After traveling like this for a few hours, Ye An suddenly became a figure, raised his right hand, and grabbed an object not far away with his spiritual power and received it in his hand, carefully identifying it, and finally confirmed that this was an empty pill jade bottle, but the color was black and gray, and it was damaged.

Ye An's face showed solemnity, pondered for a moment, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that there was probably a fight here, and that a monk was killed by another person when he was healing his wounds.

At this moment, Ye An's face suddenly changed, the Xuanlong Fire Fan appeared in his hand, and with a wave of his backhand, a fire dragon roared out.

As soon as the fire dragon flew out, it collided with a huge fireball that came out of nowhere, and the two met in an instant, returning to nothingness.

There was no surprise on Ye An's face at this point, and the nine Cold Yin Spirit Swords in the storage bag were hovering by his side at this time, and they attacked in three directions under the control of his spiritual sense.

A cold snort sounded in the darkness, and a figure gradually appeared, but the two of them glanced at each other, both showed surprise, and said in unison: "Why are you?!"

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