Tianshu, Tianquan, Tianheng, changzun, hengshou and other Taoist saints or saints all gathered in Shuling Xiancheng.
Chen Ze sat in the restaurant, listening to the discussion of the people around him. There are many holy sons and daughters, but there are more monks who want to follow master Yun que.
These young geniuses know that the cultivation of an expert who can be classified as their generation has far exceeded their elders, and it is difficult to find an opponent in the northern immortal region. Moreover, I heard that the master of Yunque is a peerless beauty. I am willing to follow such a master.
It is said that the two followers of the master of Yunque are their competitors, and their talents are not outstanding. But up to now, these people have been comparable to the cultivation of the son, so that they can see the future of cultivating immortals.
"When I went to submit the famous post yesterday, I saw Shao he, the saint of the Taoist gate. She looked like a lotus. Tut Tut, it's hard to imagine who can control such Fairies in the future."
"Control a fart, there have been several saints married in ancient and modern times. Even if married, they are basically immortal couples with the same Saint son. What do you envy?" someone laughed at him.
"Isn't the son of the key Taoist priest died in the Jedi fire area? Fortunately, they still have saints, otherwise they won't be defeated in the struggle of young generations in this life. In contrast, Tianyan Taoist gate is much miserable. They have only one son and no quasi son. Similarly, there are no successors after they die in the Jedi fire area."
"At least Tianyan Taoist gate has accepted the fact. I heard that Tianxuan Taoist gate was disgraced. Two years ago, the saint son Li shaokai was killed by a mysterious man posing as Ao family, and the saint was robbed by this man. He came back some time ago. I heard that even the little Saint had her."
Poof
Cough
Chen Ze's cough interrupted several people's words. In their eyes, Chen Ze was sorry: "I'm sorry, I choked. Please continue."
These people didn't care and continued to say, "bullshit. If so, how could Tianxuan daomen let her come to the party."
"That's because the little Saint born is too gifted. Although she is only one year old, she is already a real Danjing!"
"How can I hear that the little saint is born with the Qi of the real dragon and has the blood talent of the real dragon family!"
"The Ao family has denied that the man is a member of the family. Where can the little Saint have the Qi of the real dragon? I have friends who have seen it with their own eyes. It is a natural vision. There are not only the real dragon, but also Huangfeng, Shenglin and Xuanwu."
"The little saint is so gifted that she must be the second Lord of the cloud Que in the future."
"A big man predicted that the little Saint would be higher than the Lord of the cloud palace in the future, so Tianxuan Taoist door would include her in the door regardless of her reputation. Poor man, I'm happy and sold my daughter."
"You know what a fart! Now he is chased and killed by so many people. If he hides for one or two hundred years and treats his daughter invincible, who can bear him?"
Cough
Chen Ze choked again and coughed badly. A man over there stood up. "There's something wrong with you. If you interrupt me again, I won't spare you."
"I'm really sorry. I'm just scared by what everyone said. The one-year-old Zhendan realm is probably the Qihai realm in my mother's womb. It's too strong. I'm so old. I'm only refining my mind."
After hearing this, the man turned his mouth and didn't refute Chen Ze: "it's true. I've practiced for so many years before I refined the quadruple of God."
Chen Ze feels he can't hold it anymore. Who made this rumor? It's too unreliable.
Several people sighed, and someone on one side hummed coldly, "who can bear him? This time, the Lord of Yunque took the lead, more than ten saints and saints took the initiative, and there are many experts in the battle list. Once that person's identity is exposed, he will be pursued endlessly. If he wants to wait for his daughter to grow up, he may not have that chance."
"Having said that, among these saints and daughters, the ones who have the strongest cultivation are the Fengzu saints and Aojia saints. That person has not been defeated and is afraid if he doesn't see it."
"The Ao family is not only the Holy Son, but their unique talent, the Dragon Girl Ao Qing! With atavistic blood, that is the real young and strong. If you reach Dongxu at the age of 30, you will be the second master of Yunque!" said the man.
Some people here disdained, "if so, long Nu Ao Qing is the second Lord of the cloud que. Why does she come here?"
"Of course, it's to recruit followers. The strong have their own companions. This time, the talents of the northern immortal region are exhausted. The purpose of long Nu Ao Qing is very simple to find followers." the man said.
"If you say that her talent is not like the Lord of the cloud que, the follower you are looking for is afraid to be the son."
"Yes, this time the Dragon Girl Ao Qing came for the son," said the man.
Now there are three groups of people talking. Chen Ze has formed his own school and joined in, "as you said, which Saint child genius does the Dragon girl want to recruit?"
"Nature is the strongest." the man said with pride.
"The strongest? Now so many talents gather here to kill the man who pretends to be ao family. In this way, isn't he the strongest?" someone laughed.
The young man in white nodded slightly: "yes, Long Nv Ao Qing came for that man."
Poof
A group of people laughed, "now the main killer of Yunque is to kill many saints. Ao Qing is so conceited that he dares to challenge the world's talents. Moreover, the Ao family's attitude is not very clear, so he was found to kill him."
"It's just sour words that you can't get. If that person chooses a door to join, it's sure to devote the strength of the whole door to training. Who doesn't covet the strong one who can be comparable to the son of the ancient family." said the man who boasted about the Dragon Girl.
Chen Ze smiled. If only things were as he said, why should he be so afraid to see people. For these ancient Taoist families, their gains and losses are not important. They will never shake their power foundation for a genius to be an enemy to the world.
With a recruitment order from the Lord of the cloud que, many talents from the northern immortal region gathered in Lingxian city of Shu. Such a grand event is rare in the world, and even the elders of the ancient people in each Avenue gate pay great attention to it.
The next generation of leading figures in the fairy world will all be produced among these people. So many people gather, it is inevitable that there will be no friction. This is what they want to see. For a long time, these saints and daughters have a reputation, and few really fight. This time, we can just test how the next generation we are trying our best to cultivate is.
"They slander elder martial sister so much. You can really sit still."
A man looks ordinary, but his breath is extraordinary. It seems that his cultivation is at the peak of refining God.
"Younger martial brother Le, what others say is their business. I just want to know his identity this time. If possible, help him correct his name. And announce to the fairy world that you are the new saint of Tianxuan Taoism!" Tang Yi said.
Le Tianshu said, "don't worry, elder martial sister. I'm measured. It's a pity that my younger martial brother Chen's talents have fallen early. If he can worship the Tianxuan Taoist school in time, the son of the ancient Taoist school, he will be beaten to death if he dares to talk so much."
"The younger martial brother you mentioned is Chen Ze?" Tang Yi asked.
"Elder martial sister knows him too." Le Tianshu asked.
"Now in the northern immortal region, the first person of the younger generation should be the master of the cloud que, and the second is the cruel man who disrupts the transmission pattern of the immortal world. There is another him now."
Tang Yi's last "he" naturally refers to Chen Ze, who doesn't know her identity.