Refining Heaven and Earth Chapter 838: Jiuyin Palace

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Holy King!

From ancient times to the present, the status of the Great God Wind Richey is the most noble. People admire him for his great achievements and honor him as a great god.

Below the Great God, there are quite a few saints who are far superior to ordinary saints, and call them venerable.

But no one has ever dared to be so arrogant to claim to be a holy king!

Even the world, who is known as the first person under the great god, dare not.

Fang Bai secretly finds it funny that there are four Entrance Stages in the area swearing to win the position of the holy king. Could it be that there is something else hidden?

The wine was in front, and the five of them held the altar and drank freely. They didn't talk about the battle between the kings and the king for a while. Wang Yu really felt dull and got up and walked out.

Each person has a jar of wine into his stomach, even those who are strong in the Taoist realm, their complexion gradually becomes ruddy, Fang Bai is too strong to drink, and finds an excuse to get out of the stone pavilion.

The breeze on the top of the mountain blew, and the wine spirit faded. Fang Bai was much more sober. Looking at the purple figure in the distance, bathed in the morning light, he couldn't help but look a little silly.

As if feeling the gaze from behind, Wang Yu turned his head really abruptly, his eyes flashed with joy, and lightly scolded: "What are you looking at?"

"Girl Wang is so beautiful!"

As soon as he spoke, Fang Bai regretted it immediately. He thought of the light rain far away in Yueshan Lake and secretly blamed himself. How can Meng Lang be worthy of the light rain.

Hey!

Wang Yuzhen turned around, turned his back to Fang Bai, and said indifferently: "You men know bluffs."

Fang Bai gave a wry smile, hurriedly changed the subject, and asked: "Miss Wang, what's the matter with Saint King?"

"Why, are you also interested?" Wang Yu turned his head really abruptly, dissatisfaction revealed in his eyes.

Fang Bai laughed and said: "Miss Wang just laughed, I still have this self-knowledge." Apart from the others, none of the four of Shi Ting could pass this level.

If it is a life-and-death battle, and enters a frenzied state, or uses the Tianding Cauldron, Fang Bai asks himself if he is not afraid of these four people, the question is then?

Become a target of public criticism, being chased by thousands of people, a false name, the gain is not worth the loss!

"Come and sit down."

Wang Yuzhen didn't answer, and sat down slowly. Fang Bai smiled helplessly. He had to sit next to him, fragrant smelling his nose, his brows frowned slightly, and his body leaned to one side.

"I'm afraid you won't make it if I eat it?"

This move fell in Wang Yuzhen's eyes and asked with a smile.

Fang Bai smiled bitterly: "Miss Wang said and laughed, she should talk about the Saint King."

"It's okay to tell you." Wang Yuzhen turned around and said slowly.

Jiuyin Palace, a famous first-rate sect, dominates the northern part of the Eastern Region.

In addition to being strong, there is another point that makes Jiuyin Palace famous, that is, Jiuyin Palace only accepts female disciples and never recruits men.

The palace lord of the past dynasties is naturally a woman, but in addition to the position of the palace lord, there is also a special existence in Jiuyin Palace, the saint!

The saint is the heir to the next generation of the palace owner, and the daughter of the palace owner, passed down from generation to generation without exception.

Hearing this, Fang Bai was a little confused. Since the Jiuyin Palace is full of daughters, where did the palace lord come from?

It turns out that the saints are not only one person, and they can get married. After each generation of saints break through into the Dao realm, it is the day they get married.

Jiuyin Palace will select young talents from all over the world to become the spouse of the saint woman, that is, the saint king!

If the saint wants to become the next generation of the palace lord, she must stand out from the many saints, and no one is allowed to help, except the holy king!

In other words, if you want to become a true saint king, you must first marry one of the saints, and then you must help the saint you marry to defeat other saints in order to truly become a saint king!

The Jiuyin Palace is powerful and able to become a holy king, which means that the next palace lord is his wife, and the next palace lord is his daughter.

The status of the holy king is so prominent!

"Borrow seeds?"

Fang Bai has a strange look on his face. Those who are qualified to compete for the Saint King are the proud of heaven. Needless to say, the talent is strong, and the Saint is naturally not an ordinary person.

With such a combination of two people, can the offspring born be worse?

It’s no wonder that Wang Fuhua, Zhao Xinghe, Meng Hongtu, and Chen Changqing are bound to win. Not only can they embrace the beautiful, they can also have such a huge power in Jiuyin Palace.

If you really get on the throne of the holy king, Jiujiang City will be nothing, it will not be easy to unify the four big families.

"Have you moved?" Wang Yuzhen said with a chuckle: "I heard that this generation of saints is not only a long and allure, but also a talent that is against the sky. She broke through into the Dao realm at the age of less than two hundred years and is known as Jiuyin Palace. The first arrogant of the year."

Enter the Taoism less than two hundred years old?

Fang Bai was shocked. Such a speed of cultivation was too abnormal. He only broke through the peeping path two hundred years in his previous life.

Ao Ling Tian is abnormal enough, and two hundred years have only been a breakthrough in the late stage of the Taoist Realm.

The reincarnation of the heavenly stars and the quasi-sacred wheels of the heavens and the moon are now no more than a glimpse of the Dao Realm Eightfold. Of course, they have been delayed in the Tianyuan Continent for too long, otherwise, they will also enter the Dao now.

"Forget it." Fang Bai smiled: "I can't compete with them either."

"Really?"

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Wang Yuzhen smiled and said: "One more good news. Although there are seven people in this generation of saints, she is outstanding, and other saints have long given up competition.

As long as you can marry her, the position of the holy king is a certainty, and no one can fight for it. "

The Jiuyin Palace, an absolutely first-rate sect, is stronger than the Ye Family.

In an instant, Fang Bai's heart moved a little, and the battle of Tianzong looked like a big mountain pressing on top of his head. It was simply a fantasy to rely on the power of the Temple of War to fight against the battle of Tianzong.

Wait for the Temple of War to grow up, what year and month will it have to wait?

Which first-rate sect did not have such a scale after tens of thousands of years of development, not to mention the battle Tianzong that dominated the Western Regions.

Although Jiuyin Palace can't fight against Zhan Tianzong, it is at least a powerful helper, and the cards in the hole are instantly stronger many times.

Thinking of Xiao Yu, Fang Bai shook his head violently and scolded himself shamelessly. How could he have such an idea?

When a big man walks between the world and the earth, he should not be afraid of life and death, but he asks for a clear conscience.

Xiao Yu paid so much for him, he did not hesitate to seal the soul of the previous life, how could he be worthy of her when he did this kind of thing?

Thinking of this, I slapped myself severely.

Slap!

With a crisp voice, Wang Yuzhen exclaimed: "What are you doing?"

Fang Bai smiled and said: "It's nothing, there seems to be something on his face, it's a little itchy."

"You, did you just want to fight for the position of the Holy King?" Wang Yuzhen's voice became lower and lower, and at the end he bowed his head.

Fang Bai looked at him in confusion, a little unclear. Seeing Wang Yuzhen’s expression, he suddenly thought of something, "Couldn’t it be?"

Thinking of this, Fang Bai's head is big, and now he has a mouth all over his body and can't tell.

Fang Bai is not a piece of wood. When Wang Yuzhen invited him to Wang's house, he guessed something, especially after some young daughters' gestures strengthened his guess.

Just now I felt ashamed of Xiao Yu, so I slapped myself severely. It was different in Wang Yuzhen's eyes. She probably felt that Fang Bai was ashamed of her, so...

The thoughts of my daughter's family are the hardest to guess. He and Xiao Yu have gone through many twists and turns, and it is not easy to get here today.

He can't do anything sorry for Xiao Yu. It seems that he must keep a distance from Wang Yuzhen, otherwise, it will only get more and more troublesome.

"Miss Wang, we should go back."

"Hmm!"

Wang Yuzhen's voice was a little disappointed, and he got up and walked towards Shiting.

At this time, the four of them had no idea how many altars they had drunk, and the ground was full of wine altars in a mess, and everyone was blushing.

Warriors are full of energy and blood, and drink much more than ordinary people. If you don't need to dissolve the true energy, you will often get drunk.

When Wang Fuhua saw Fang Bai coming, he said loudly: "Brother Fang is too unkind. Let's talk about this altar first." With that, he threw the altar over.

Meng Hongtu said: "I heard that Brother Fang is very strong in refining the body, and the amount of alcohol must not be bad. Don't shame."

"Not bad!"

Zhao Xinghe said loudly: "Let’s have a drink today, and I will ascend to the throne of the holy king. I will entertain you all without getting drunk or returning!"

Chen Changqing snorted coldly: "Brother Zhao, don't get too early, so as not to be embarrassed."

Hahahaha!

Zhao Xinghe laughed and said: "If someone else says this, maybe I still have to be a little bit jealous. You Chen Changqing may not be a little ridiculous to say these things."

"Really?"

Chen Changqing sneered: "Do you think you will be the opponent of that lunatic?"

Shi Ting fell silent for an instant, Zhao Xinghe looked a little embarrassed, "Could that lunatic also go this time?"

Meng Hongtu sighed: "That lunatic may not be interesting to the position of the Holy King, but don't forget how many young talents are gathered in the fight for the Holy King, do you think he will miss such an opportunity?"

Zhao Xinghe's complexion darkened, his drunken eyes instantly cleared, he turned his head to look at Wang Fu's painting, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Wang, you know the lunatic best, will he?"

"Yes!"

Wang Fuhua nodded and said: "We met yesterday. He really didn't intend to be the Holy King, but he won't miss this opportunity."

The atmosphere in the stone pavilion fell instantly, and it seemed to be very jealous of the lunatic.

The four people in front of me are very strong, and they are all geniuses that are rare in a thousand years. Who will make them so jealous?

Fang Bai became curious and wanted to meet the lunatic they were talking about.