Feng Qing turned his head unexpectedly and saw Venerable Wutong standing under the corridor, her whole body was not stained with wetness, and she was raising her head to open Qin Mufeng in the air.

"Honor, when did you come?"

Except for Feng Qing, no one present had seen Venerable Wutong. Only when Feng Qing called him "Venice" was heard, he suddenly realized that the casually dressed old man in front of him was one of the only four Venerables left, Venerable Wutong

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Feng Zhao, Feng Zihui, and Mu Yunwen, who was guarding the umbrella, saluted to Venerable Wutong.

"I don't know that the Venerable Wutong is coming, and Feng Zhao is in a far-reaching way. Please don't blame him." Feng Zhao's figure is clear and his attitude towards the Venerable Wutong is neither humble nor arrogant. Venerable Wutong inevitably looked at Feng Zhao more.

One glance.

"There are so many generations of valley masters in Medicine King Valley, but I see that there is only one who is polite like you."

Feng Qing licked her lips. Although Venerable Wutong said this a bit too direct, it seemed that this was indeed the case.

From Fengqi to count, there are indeed few masters of the Medicine King Valley in all dynasties who are easy to talk to, and they are all cold-hearted.

Feng Zhao smiled on his face: "Feng Zhao knew that only this advantage could be the position of the Valley Master."

"Your temperament is really interesting." Mu Wutong looked at Feng Qing: "Girl, learn more from others, and every girl has a better temper and will not suffer any loss."

Feng Qing raised her eyebrows: "I won't suffer even if I have a bad temper."

Venerable Wutong raised his hand casually, looking like he didn't want to pay attention to Feng Qing, and his eyes finally fell on the big snake: "The two-headed snake hiding deep in the Tianlong Mountains has also become your spiritual pet."

Although the big snake turns into a human form, its eyes have the sharpness and coldness unique to snakes. When looking straight at people, few people really can look at them for too long.

The big snake was originally standing behind Feng Qing to protect Feng Qing. Since the appearance of Venerable Wutong, his eyes were only staring at Venerable Wutong. If it weren't for feeling the kindness that Venerable Wutong was emitting towards Feng Qing, the big snake would have taken action as soon as possible.

It's right.

The strength of the big snake that devoured the initial level of Ji Wuxue Spirit Lord's Yuanhun has recovered to 80% of its peak period, and even if it is facing the Lord Wutong, it will not be afraid.

Seeing the eyes of Venerable Wutong fall on him, the big snake's aura suddenly changed, making Mu Yunwen and Feng Zihui's faces pale.

"Master, I am willing to fight." This was the first time that Big Snake took the initiative to make a request to fight Feng Qing.

Feng Qing was stunned: "Did you two have a holiday?"

Venerable Wutong smiled, and with a blink of an eye, it turned away the crampedness of the big snake's aura, turning the sharpness around it into nothingness.

"About a thousand years ago, I passed by the Tianlong Mountains and almost grabbed a black snake and roasted it to eat it." The tone of Venerable Wutong did not have a hint of self-reflection.

"Big Snake, I remember you are only a few hundred years old?"

"The memory after I open my wisdom is six hundred years." He didn't remember how many years I didn't remember before it was opened.

That is, although there is no memory of being almost roasted before the spiritual wisdom is activated, the instinct makes the snake hate the breath of Venerable Wutong.

Feng Qing was a little amused and crying: "You can't fight him, the Venerable wants to give birth to a child for me. What if you break him, what will happen to my child?"

The expression of Venerable Wutong was froze: "Phoenix girl, why do you say so indifferently?"

He is a dignified master, immortal and immortal sycamore tree, how come this girl's mouth is like a midwife?

Feng Zhao was fine, but he just glanced at Feng Qing and shook his head silently. It was obvious that he had been used to Feng Qing's habit of taking advantage of the words. Mu Yunwen and Feng Zihui were not able to control themselves enough, so they almost laughed on the spot.

Voice.

If they hadn't known that the strongest spiritual world standing in front of them, they would probably not be able to bear it.

"Honor, you suddenly appeared. You must not be trying to fight with me, right?" Feng Qing changed the subject.

"When there is fun, the old sycamore tree will come to get together. This Qin boy can suppress the realm of your life and not break the realm. Today, he is breaking the realm at the critical moment of the feathering of the Mohan. If the descendants of Mohan are angry with you,

If I weren't there, wouldn't it be a pity for me to beat you two?"

"I'm looking forward to it too." Feng Qing wrapped her hands around her chest and looked at Lei Yun who was lying on the air: "Xiaomu, let Cang Zuo have something to eat, so you can't live your stomach when watching the show."

"Girls up." Mu Wutong praised, and simply sat in the corridor, leaned against the railing, crossed her legs and looked at the scene in the air.

Everyone knew in their hearts that Nanhai could not come to visit, and Mu Wutong came here just to witness Qin Mufeng's promotion to the realm of Lingzun.

After Cang left the Lingcha dessert, Chuyi and Xiao Xiangxiang were covered with round seven-grade purple pearl strings hanging around their necks, and they also walked into the yard, watching the thunder disaster in the air falling.

As the first spiritual master heavenly tribulation fell, the entire Tianlong Continent began to shake.

Although they were not at the realm of the Spiritual Lord, those spiritual practitioners who stepped into the realm of the Spiritual Lord also felt something and looked at the south.

In the Forest City, this is true for Muerha and Mudatian sitting in a wheelchair. The same is true for Ling Xiaotian, who is now renamed Xue Town, who is inquiring about the current situation.

Ling Xiaotian stood on the street, with a cold face that had been taken care of under the snow on his head and shoulders. Ling Xiaofeng, who was originally listening to the hawkers on the street, had a heartbeat. When he looked up again, he sensed the violent spirit in the south.

Force fluctuations.

What does such a huge fluctuation of spiritual power and the thunder punishment power that is so rich that the heaven and earth change color represent? Ling Xiaotian, who has tried to activate the Spirit Lord's thunder tribulation once, naturally would not be unaware of it.

"Who is breaking through the Spirit Master? South. Shui Qianye? Impossible." Ling Xiaotian's handsome eyebrows, which were as if the blade was sharp, frowned tightly.

In the Valley of Medicine King, Feng Qi, who was playing chess with Old Bai, was descending from the South when the first spiritual thunder punishment of the south, the white chess piece in his hand fell from his fingers, jumped twice on the jade chessboard, and fell to the point of not being

Whatever falls will lose.

Feng Qi raised his head and looked south. His starry eyes that could not see too much emotion all day long were a bit unbelievable.

"You lost."

"Bang!" The black chess in Old Bai's hand fell where it was supposed to fall, directly connecting half of the black chess, and the white chess had no vitality anymore.

Fengqi did not look back and pay attention to the chess game.

Bai Laodun felt that the sense of accomplishment of winning this game of chess was greatly reduced: "It's not your daughter."

"I know. She is pregnant, so she can't be so fast." So it's only Qin Mufeng.

"I have lived for so many years, and I only heard that the God of Huangdi has been recognized by Xuanyuan Sword. He can become the second person under the God of Huangdi, and it will not be surprising if anything unexpected happens."

Old Bai reached out to pack up the chess pieces, his expression calmly.

"You should be happy if you have a good son-in-law."

Feng Qi turned around and reached out to pack up the chess pieces and put them in the chess basket: "Old Bai was joking, why am I not happy?"

"Your face is more interesting than that little old man Feng Fuchen. At least I can't guess what you think."

"It's a pity."
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