.These days, Han Yun hid in his residence to practice, refining the two magic crystals and second-level immortal crystals he obtained. The immortal power in the dantian was a thicker layer, but it was still a long way from the middle stage of the Mahayana. Tool: no advertisements, full text, and because Han Yun is a fellow practitioner of the five-type martial arts, he has to inhale at least five times more immortal spirit energy than others. Therefore, although with the help of the Spirit Transformation Pure Bottle, and with the limited magic crystals, immortal crystals and immortal spirits, it is not so easy to reach the middle stage of the Mahayana.

Han Yun said before that he would defeat the Lord Ling Jing in a year. Although he was a little full of words, it was not impossible. As long as Han Yun can reach the middle stage of Mahayana in a year, his cultivation of immortal power should not be much worse than that of the late stage of Mahayana.

Since hearing what the Purple Emperor said, Han Yun changed his mind and decided to try to contact the Lord Ling Jing Palace. Even if he can't be friends, it's better not to be an enemy. He is single and weak. If he can borrow the power of the Water Emperor, it will be much easier to get to the immortal world in the future. At least no one dares to deal with him blatantly.

Han Yun hasn't gone out to hunt these days, just to wait for the Lord Ling Jing. That day she told her to do something, but she didn't know whether it was true or not. But five days have passed and she has not sent anyone here. I'm afraid she has forgotten this matter. For a noble palace master like her, it's normal to forget it.

The magic crystal and the fairy crystal were refined, and Han Yun was about to go out of the city to hunt. As soon as he left Mén, he saw a middle-aged cultivator standing outside Mén and looking around. Han Yun felt a move in his heart and asked, "Fellow Taoist is looking for someone?"

"Is this fellow Taoist Yun Hanyun?" the middle-aged cultivator stepped forward and asked politely.

"That's right!"

"Fellow Daoist Yun, please come with me, Lord Lingjing Palace summoned me!" The middle-aged cultivator turned around and left.

"Finally come!" Han Yun followed, guessing in his heart what the Lord Ling Jing Palace was going to do himself!

The middle-aged cultivator suddenly turned around and asked, "The spiritual world that Fellow Daoist Yun only visited last year?"

Han Yun nodded and said, "It's almost the same, one year and one twelve days!"

A hint of surprise flashed in the middle-aged cultivator's eyes, and turned his head to continue moving forward. Han Yun couldn't help but wonder, what does this guy mean? I have to find out about the truth from the truth from the truth from the truth from the palace master Ling Jing would not be tricked.

Han Yun chased after a few steps, walked side by side with the middle-aged cultivator, and asked with a bright smile: "Fellow Taoist Heaven is full, with bright eyes, and fairy-like Taoist priests. As expected, he has a good appearance. It must be worthy of Ling Jing Palace Master!"

He was wearing thousands of clothes, but he didn't wear flattery. Moreover, Han Yun's flattery was slapped at the itchy area again. The middle-aged cultivator was extremely comfortable and said with a chunyin look: "Fellow Daoist Yun praised it. It is my honor to be able to serve His Highness the Palace Master!"

Han Yun smiled and said, "Yes, I want to serve the Palace Master when I am dreaming. Do you know why the Palace Master is summoned by me?"

The middle-aged cultivator was just a security guard who looked at me. He didn't know what the palace master was looking for Han Yun. However, he just wore a high hat that was "respected" by the palace master, so he naturally couldn't lose the price. He pretended to be profound and said: "You will know when Fellow Daoist Yun goes!"

Han Yun asked unwillingly: "I'm not afraid of jokes from fellow Taoists. This is the first time I've seen the palace master. I'm so nervous. Fellow Taoists might as well let me know so that I can have a clear idea in my heart. Yun must thank you very much!"

The middle-aged cultivator had a toothache and said with a firm face, "We should be rigorous in our work with the Palace Master. Keep it secret. The most taboo is to not control your mouth. You should pay attention to your work for the Palace Master in the future. Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, don't say what you shouldn't say, and don't say what you shouldn't say, and cause trouble from the mouth. In addition, remember what you should remember and pull your ears, and forget what you shouldn't remember and break your head!"

Han Yun couldn't help but feel black. This guy was a slave but had to nod and echo: "Fellow Taoist is right, I'm here to learn!"

The middle-aged cultivator Lao Shen nodded at the place: "You can teach me!" As he said that, he took a few steps and set a few steps apart from Han Yun, for fear that Han Yun would ask questions again.

The middle-aged cultivator took Han Yun to an outside building in the city. As soon as he looked outside, his aura was enough to be a human being. Compared with this place, the place where Han Yun lives was simply not even a doghouse. This house covers an area of ​​hundreds of acres, pavilions, towers, strange fruits, and the petty bourgeois mood of rockery flowing water.

Han Yun was dumbfounded and said to himself: "Dad is an immortal emperor, it's different, it's luxurious enough!"

The middle-aged cultivator glanced at Han Yun and said proudly: "This is one of the mansions of our palace master in the spiritual world, and there is a bigger place in the east of the city!"

At this time, a nvshi with a long skirt walked out, looking quite elegant. The nv looked Han Yun up and down and said indifferently: "Tan Laosi, is this person Yun Han?"

The middle-aged cultivator hurriedly nodded and said, "Miss Mingfeng, this is fellow Taoist Yun Han!"

"Well, it's very good. Today I remember to rain the millet huā of the west courtyard!" nvshi ordered. The middle-aged cultivator nodded and smiled, "The fourth brother can save it!" As he said that, he glanced at Han Yun awkwardly.

Han Yun almost couldn't help laughing. This guy turned out to be a messenger, and he was really worthy of it!

The long skirt nvshinv glanced at Han Yun and said indifferently: "Come with me!" He said that, turning around and tweaked his head!

"As long as you have a servant, you must have a master. A nvshi is arrogant and arrogant. At least he calls Mr. Yun or something. He is really uneducated!" Han Yun sighed and followed.

The long skirt nvshi took Han Yun to a hall outside, turned around and told him: "Stand here and don't move, I'll inform the palace master!" After that, he ignored Han Yun's reaction and went straight into the hall.

Not letting me move, Han Yun stomped his feet hard, stretched his waist, and simply twisted his butt again.

"Hmph!" A cold snorted from behind him. When he turned his head, he saw that it was the Shuiling Shinv named Xiaoqin. The little sword beside her was covering her mouth and laughing. Xiaoqin glared at Han Yun, and walked past Han Yun with a expressionless face. Xiaojian held a small red mud stove. By passing by Han Yun, rolled his eyes and made a shave with his fingers.

Han Yun couldn't help but laugh and cry. At this time, the long skirt named Mingfeng, who had been named Mingfeng, walked out and said indifferently: "The Palace Master is meeting guests, you are waiting here!" After that, he turned around and returned.

Han Yun couldn't help feeling very unhappy. Since you are meeting guests, why did you ask me to call me? Isn't this obviously trying to give me a warning? In addition, the way of shinv speaking made Han Yun's discomfort infinitely magnify.

"Yun is going to go out of the city to hunt. When will the palace master come again when he has time?" After saying that, Gong bowed and turned around and left.

Mingfeng was stunned for a moment, then the mask was cold and frost said coldly: "Rareless, do you think this is where you want to come, and you can leave whenever you want to?"

Han Yun took a deep breath and tried his best to slow down and said: "Miss Mingfeng, Yun is not the slave of your palace master, but a guest. Please respect him!"

Han Yun is not such a stingy man. If Ming Feng had said politely instead of a domineering face, he said, "Wait here!", Han Yunduan would not have been so unhappy.

Ming Feng's face turned slightly red, realizing that her tone was indeed inappropriate, but how could she, who had always been used to being proud of her, bowed her head and admitted her mistakes, and said coldly: "I always speak like this, no matter whether you love it or not!"

Han Yun laughed in anger, and this was the best in the room, so proud that he was gone, so he walked out and strode out.

"You - stop!" Ming Feng was so angry that he felt like someone was slapped in the face, and he was slapped in the face, and he shouted loudly with a little out of control: "Take this crazy guy down!"

In an instant, several cultivators with great strength surrounded Han Yun, and the magic weapon was sacrificed.

"Stop, what's going on?"

The Palace Master Ling Jing, wearing a white floor-drawing dress, walked out accompanied by Xiaoqin and Xiaojian. His pink face was frosty, and his clear eyes fell on Han Yun in displeasure, and said coldly: "Yun Han, how dare you make trouble in this palace!"

Han Yun glanced at the cultivators around him and said indifferently: "Is this how the palace master treats guests?"

Ming Feng said qin: "Princess Master, this person is so arrogant. I told him that the Palace Master was meeting a guest and asked him to stay for a while. He actually left. I couldn't be angry, so I asked someone to stop him!"

The palace master Ling Jing frowned slightly and said coldly: "Yun Han, can I let you wait for a while? Do you think I am kind and can't do anything to you, so I'm so confident!"

Han Yun smiled and said, "Your Highness, Yun Han believes that he is not a person of smallness. To put it bluntly, you should discipline the people around you so that they can know the etiquette. Yun is not a slave in your mansion, nor is he a dog who comes and goes when he calls. It is useless to say more, say goodbye!"

Mingfeng, Xiaoqin and others were swollen and red. Han Yun said clearly that they were talking about them. The Lord of Ling Jing’s face turned red and said in a pleasing voice: “Stop!”

Han Yun stopped and turned around and talked: "What else can the palace master give me? I still have to hunt and earn fairy stones. I don't have time to waste here!"

"You--!" The Palace Master Ling Jing was so angry that Yinya clenched. Ming Feng and others who had never seen Han Yun's arrogant attitude were stunned. Oh my God! Someone dared to talk to the Palace Master like this. Isn't this asking for death!

"Yun will not prevent His Highness from meeting guests, say goodbye!"

The Palace Master Ling Jing suddenly came calm and said indifferently: "You think that this palace deliberately found an excuse to meet guests and let you wait, so as to give you a warning!"

Han Yun couldn't help but be surprised. He had indeed thought so, but this was not the main reason. He couldn't stand Ming Feng's arrogant and rude appearance.

Seeing Han Yun stunned, the Palace Master Ling Jing said that he was guessing, and couldn't help but feel a little proud and said indifferently: "Come in, what you want you to do this time is also related to this guest!" He said that, and turned around and walked into the hall.

Mingfeng and others were stunned, and their eyes at Han Yun changed completely. This man was so rude that he was so angry that the palace master was fine, and he couldn't help but think about it. Mingfeng even regretted his recklessness. He would have been polite to this person if he had known it. You must know that the Palace Master Ling Jing had never been so tolerant of others. It can be seen that he valued this person very much.

Han Yuncai, regardless of what these shinv servants were thinking, strode into the hall!
Chapter completed!