Eternal Sacred King Chapter 902: A little uncle fell in the world?

"The news of my return this time should not be disclosed temporarily."

The Jihuo Daojun said in a deep voice: "Except for some old guys in the sect, you don't want to spread the word, including your three disciples."

"Master, rest assured!"

Aquamarine Daojun patted his chest and assured him: "My mouth is the tightest."

If this scene were to be seen by Nangong Ling's trio, I'm afraid they would drop their jaws in shock.

In front of them, the unsmiling, very serious master, in front of Jihuo Daojun, was a little childish.

Jihuo Daojun thought for a while and asked: "I just heard that Bailian Sect is going to have a refining test with the Palace of Dark Fire. When is it?"

"Three months later, at the Qianhe Tea Party."

Speaking of this, the Equatorial Daoist also showed a touch of worry.

Jihuo Daojun asked again: "What Qianhe tea party, why haven't I heard of it?"

Aquamarine Road: "About three thousand years ago, a Tongxuan tea tree was found in a valley under the jurisdiction of Qianhemen."

Hearing this, Su Zimo's heart moved.

In the ancient books at the bottom of the buried dragon valley, there are some records about Tongxuan tea trees.

Tongxuan tea tree is considered to be a different species from the ancient times, and it has long since disappeared.

I heard that this tree is very magical, and the leaves only mature once every thousand years.

Furthermore, after the leaves mature, they will wither within a day.

If you drink it with Lingquan Water Bubbles during this day, it will have an unimaginable nourishing effect on the Nascent Soul Realm!

Drinking a cup of Tongxuan tea can help the monks better wash away the dregs in the soul, and step into the Void Return Realm faster, and the effect is amazing.

"The leaves of the Tongxuan tea tree cannot be stored, and they are outdated and wasted. There are not so many Yuan Ying Zhenjun in Qianhemen.

Aquamarine Dao Jundao: "So, on this day, Qianhemen will invite Yuan Ying Zhenjun from Zhongzhou to come here to meet friends and exchange experiences with tea."

"The Thousand Crane Tea Party is held once in a thousand years. It is a rare opportunity. In addition to the immortal gates and the Buddhist gates, the major sects, the family will also have monks."

"If you can get a cup of Tongxuan tea, it will be worth more than hundreds of years of retreat!"

Su Zimo understands.

In other words, this Thousand Crane Tea Party can be regarded as a rare event in the cultivation world. Although it is not comparable to the competition on the Vision List, it is still attracting attention.

At that time, all major sects will show up!

The battle between Bailianmen and the Palace of Dark Flames is a perfect match for this tea party, and it will attract the attention of countless monks!

The Equatorial Daoist is worried, and said: "If this competition is lost, our Bailian Sect's reputation will be greatly frustrated, and the Palace of Dark Fire will never let go of this opportunity!"

"At that time, if the super sect behind the Hall of Dark Fire takes the opportunity to come forward to support, the Hall of Dark Fire is likely to replace the Bailian Sect!"

Su Zimo didn't care much about the refining dispute, after all, he couldn't help much with this matter.

The only thing he paid attention to was the Qianhe Tea Party!

Since the major forces have gathered at this tea party, I don’t know if Di Yin will show up!

If Emperor Yin shows up, he can find an opportunity to kill him to avoid future troubles!

Mr Jihuo Daojun frowned and asked: "Isn't you sure you won this battle for refining?"

"Nothing."

The Equatorial Daojun shook his head and said: "Among my three disciples, Liu Hanyan is the one with the highest refining attainments. But she is still a bit worse than the genius of the Dark Fire Palace."

Jihuo Daojun frowned.

If he recovers his physical body, he can naturally come forward and reinitiate a fight as the master refiner.

But three months is too short, and he has not had time to reshape his body.

Jihuo Daojun subconsciously looked at Su Zimo next to him.

At this time, Su Zimo was thinking about **** Emperor Yin, and he didn't pay attention to the gaze of Jihuo Daojun.

Jihuo Daojun glanced at Su Zimo, then shook his head, smiling bitterly in his heart:

"Zimo has just come into contact with the refining artifacts not long ago. He hasn't even refined a single artifact. How could it be comparable to Liu Hanyan."

While Jihuo Daojun looked at Su Zimo, Equatorial Daojun was also looking at Su Zimo, guessing the origin of Su Zimo's identity.

Originally, he thought that Su Zimo was just an ordinary Yuan Ying Zhenjun.

Now, seeing Jihuo Daojun extremely trust Su Zimo, he also muttered in his heart, a little confused, wondering what the relationship is between the two.

Jihuo Daojun thought for a long time, without a clue, he said: "I will talk about this in the future, who is the sovereign of the sect now?"

"Brother Bai Yan."

The Equatorial Daojun replied.

Jihuo Daojun smiled slightly and said: "It turned out to be him. When I left, he was also a kid."

"I will go back to the sect to have a look, you first settle Mo Ling down."

Jihuo Daojun told Daojun Red Star, then turned his head to look at Su Zimo, and said: "Three months later, it will be the Thousand Crane Tea Party. If you are not in a hurry, you can stay in Bailianmen for a period of time. Then go to the tea party with Bailianmen."

"Good."

Su Zimo nodded.

Now, since he already knows that Ji Chengtian, Leng Rou and others are in good condition, he is not in a hurry to meet your old friends.

The Thousand Crane Tea Party will be three months later, and you will naturally be able to see you at that time.

The materials for the bone-forging body of the Jihuo Daojun have not been collected yet. He may be able to help if he stays in the Bailianmen.

Aquastar Daojun frowned slightly, pointed at Su Zimo, and couldn't help asking: "Master, who is this little guy, and I want to arrange it myself?"

I want to come to Equatorial Daojun. After all, he is also a dignified Faxiang Daojun. How can he be reduced to a place for a little guy in the Nascent Soul Realm?

Jihuo Daojun said indifferently: "You call him Uncle Shi."

After finishing speaking, Jihuo Daojun put away the surrounding flame barrier, the whole person turned into a streamer, and instantly escaped into the void and disappeared.

"What?"

The Equatorial Daojun was stunned.

Master... Uncle?

Aquastar Daojun stared at Su Zimo with wide eyes, as if he was about to swallow Su Zimo!

Su Zimo gave a light cough, also a little embarrassed.

He has just come to the sect of Jihuo Daojun, and his age is indeed younger. Suddenly there is a nephew of Faxiang Daojun, and he is really uncomfortable.

Nangong Ling three people whispered in the same place, speculating about various possibilities.

As soon as I didn't pay attention, the flame barrier next to it disappeared. A red light seemed to flash in front of my eyes, and the three of them didn't care.

Immediately afterwards, the three of them saw their master, standing face to face with the Yuan Ying Zhenjun of unknown origin, staring with big eyes.

The two of them didn't say a word, and the atmosphere was weird.

What's the situation?

Nangong Ling's trio were confused.

"Master?"

Nangong Ling called out softly.

The Equatorial Daojun frowned, the more he thought about it, the more things went wrong!

This little guy in front of me is only in the Nascent Soul Stage. He is over a hundred years old. He is actually the uncle of his over 5,000-year-old boss?

How is this possible!

Master must be old and confused~IndoMTL.com~ I'm wrong!

But I seem to hear the word "Uncle Master"...

Equatorial Daojun is in entanglement.

At this moment, he heard Nangong Ling's voice, his eyes lit up, he slapped his forehead, and suddenly realized!

"Master did not let me call this person Shishu, but let my three disciples call this person Shishu!"

"So, this Mo Ling is my little brother! Um...yes, that must be the case!"

The Red Star Taoist straightened out the relationship between them, and he was overjoyed.

Seeing Taoist Aristocrat for a while frowning and thinking, while holding his forehead smirk, Nangong Ling's heart grew hairy, and couldn't help asking: "Master, who is this Mo Ling?"

Aquamarine Daojun waved his hand: "You call him Shishu!"

(End of this chapter)