Lu Changsheng noticed Xia Ningxue's cute expression. Because Xia Ningxue concentrated on her cultivation and did not care about worldly affairs, she was still as cold on the outside and shy on the inside as before.

Ning Qianqian clasped her fists and saluted seriously: "Disciple has met Master's wife."

Xia Ningxue asked: "What disciple are you?"

"Disciple ranks eighth."

"This is the meeting gift given to you by the master's wife."

Xia Ningxue thought for a moment, stretched out her jade hand, and a top-quality purple ginseng king appeared in the palm of her hand, and gave this precious plant to Ning Qianqian.

"Hey, thank you so much, Master."

Ning Qianqian didn't expect that her wife was as healthy as her master, so she happily took the Purple Ginseng King and ate it in one bite, enjoying it with relish.

Xia Ningxue was stunned for a moment.

How come this disciple Lu Changsheng, like his second disciple Lu Qinglian, eats all kinds of natural and earthly treasures?

Generally speaking, if you don’t have a special physique and eat natural and earthly treasures indiscriminately, you may explode and die.

"You dote on her a little too much."

Lu Changsheng knew that although Xia Ningxue was a saint, she could not produce much Purple Ginseng King.

Hongmeng Purple Ginseng King is a rare seventeenth-grade heavenly material and earthly treasure.

Guanghan Holy Land cultivates Xia Ningxue as the future palace master of the Holy Land. Hongmeng Purple Ginseng is used for Xia Ningxue's cultivation. Xia Ningxue can give Ning Qianqian the best ginseng king among Hongmeng Purple Ginseng as a gift.

Just because Ning Qianqian called her "Master's Wife".

"It doesn't matter."

Xia Ningxue waved her hand. She has the lifelong skill of Ancestor Guanghan. One more plant and one less Hongmeng purple ginseng will not affect her cultivation.

The two teams from Taihua Holy Land and Guanghan Holy Land used flying swords to cut through the waves. Monsters in the Netherworld Sea, even dragons, did not dare to provoke these two teams of cultivators.

Among the two teams of cultivators, there are more than ten Immortal Emperors. Not to mention dragons, even real dragons will be skinned and cramped when they come.

One month and five days later, everyone saw a huge island in the center of the Netherworld Sea, and in the middle of the island was a huge mountain range stretching for millions of miles, shrouded in clouds and mist.

"That is the place where the Zhulong Clan lives - Zhongshan."

Immortal Emperor Renzhen couldn't help but stand in awe when he saw this sacred mountain.

There are many strong people in the Zhulong Clan, and the strongest one among them, the ancestor of the Zhulong Clan, could only be suppressed by the Taiyin Goddess.

"Who dares to invade the territory of our Zhulong Clan?"

Two men stopped the two groups. Both men had white hair, slightly red skin, and red eyes.

This is the common appearance of the Zhulong clan after they transform into human form.

Fairy Jinyun took out the token of Guanghan Palace: "We are people from the two holy places of Guanghan and Taihua. We were invited to attend the ceremony of selecting new clan leaders for each tribe of the Zhulong Clan."

The tone of the two Candle Dragon Clan guards gradually became polite: "It turns out that we are guests from the Holy Land. Please come with us."

There are also many branches within the Zhulong clan. After a tribe fails to compete for the clan leader, it often happens that they disobey the new clan leader's orders and launch rebellions.

Later, a clan leader invited the Palace Master of Guanghan Holy Land to sit in and supervise the selection of the next clan leader. Because the major tribes were afraid of the strength of Guanghan Holy Land, even if they lost the election, they did not dare to get angry and could only admit the result obediently.

Therefore, every time the Zhulong clan selects a clan leader, they will invite people from Guanghan Holy Land to supervise.

This time is no exception, but Guanghan Holy Land also invites people from Taihua Holy Land to come together.

"The number of the Zhulong clan is not large, but each clan member, as long as they grow up, are at least equivalent to Daluo Jinxian. These two Zhulong clan guards are two Daluo Jinxian. Their real strength should be between the seventh-level golden immortal and the eighth-level golden immortal.

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"The Zhulong tribe has eight tribes, and each tribe wants to compete for the position of tribe leader. As long as you become the tribe leader, you can legitimately use your power to allocate more resources to your tribe. This is why the defeated tribe will be unconvinced.

That’s why the Zhulong Clan came up with the idea of ​​letting outside forces supervise the selection of the clan leader. This is a no-brainer."

"The person responsible for the selection of the clan leader this time is the Red Boy Department."

Lu Changsheng knew something about the Zhulong Clan because he was familiar with classical books.

"Lang Lu..." This was the first time Xia Ningxue called Lu Changsheng so affectionately, "There seems to be an extremely terrifying aura deep in Zhongshan Mountain, but this aura is neither good nor evil."

"It should be the aura of a strong person from the Zhulong Clan."

Lu Changsheng knows that the Zhulong clan is not simple.

The Zhulong clan is equivalent to the ancient cultivation family of the human race. It has been passed down for hundreds of millions of years, and its heritage is unfathomable.

Moreover, the Zhulong clan is different from the human clan. They have strong dragon bloodline. As long as they have enough heavenly materials and earthly treasures, even if they don't need to practice, once they grow up, they will at least be Da Luo Jinxian, and a few can grow into Immortal Emperors.

The longer the Zhulong clan lives, the more treasures they swallow, and the higher their cultivation level becomes.

The hundred thousand miles of cloud sea deep in Zhongshan seems to be changing with the breathing of the powerful Zhulong tribe.

According to records, the ancestor of Zhulong, whose Tao traveled to the sky, regarded it as day, slept as night, blew as winter, shushed as summer, and breathed as wind.

"Hahaha, the envoy from Guanghan Holy Land is finally here."

A group of men and women with red twin boys appeared, and the patriarch and strong men of the Red Boy Tribe of the Zhulong Clan came to greet them

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