I was forced to control the world of cultivating immortals

Seeing the sword fairy calling him, Xuanyuan Xiaotian hastily bowed deeply, and said, "You're right, you're just a stupid pig, you don't have the right to talk to me."

Just now he was teaching Xuanyuan Ziyue how to practice, when he suddenly sensed someone calling from outside the Holy Land.

After learning that the woman was Jian Xian's married wife, and now he needed to come forward, he was surprised at first, and then he was overjoyed, and hurried over.

Along the way, countless holy places were alarmed.

People from these holy lands escaped from their respective holy lands one after another, looking at Xuanyuan Xiaotian's furious back in shock.

I just feel who has such a great ability, so that the Lord of Taiyan Holy Land, who is ranked number one, is personally dispatched.

Ye Nan turned his head, looked at Sikong Zhen who was covered in cold sweat, and asked with a smile, "Lord Zhou Mu, do I need to prove the identity of Holy Master Xuanyuan to you?"

"No...no need, no need." Sikong Zhen's nervous heart was about to jump out.

"Oh? Why don't you use it? Don't you suspect that Holy Master Xuanyuan is a fake?" Ye Nan added emphatically.

"No, I don't, I don't dare, I absolutely dare not!"

With a plop, Sikong Zhen fell to his knees.

Ye Nan glanced at Xuanyuan Xiaotian and said, "Brother Xuanyuan."

Extra, he didn't say.

He is actually very optimistic about this descendant of Emperor Xuanyuan.

Xuanyuan Xiaotian solemnly clasped his fists and said respectfully, "I've seen the Sword Immortal, oh no, I've seen the Holy Lord of the Bullpen!"

Ye Nan suppressed his laughter and said, "You don't have to be so respectful. I will arrive later if something happens to you in Taiyan Holy Land."

"Thank you, Holy Lord of the Bullpen!"

"Let's go."

"As ordered."

Xuanyuan Xiaotian left.

After he left, Sikong Zhen could personally feel that the coercion entrenched in the surroundings outside disappeared, and peace returned to the sky.

"Holy Lord Dayan is really powerful and boundless!"

Sikong Zhen was so frightened that his brain went blank, his lips trembled, and he was so nervous that he couldn't speak.

But on second thought.

The Holy Master Dayan is already so strong, hello Father the Holy Master Niulan, isn’t he even stronger?

Sikong Jianmo knelt down with a thud, and said with tears, "Father is powerful, oh no, my lord, father... ancestor father, please spare my father, if you want this boat, take it directly, as long as you can spare it We die..."

Just kidding, he turned out to be the Lord of the Bullpen!It is more terrifying than the Lord Taiyan.

Just now my father still doubted his identity, is there any way out?
is terrified.

I just heard Dad smile lightly, and said: "Okay, killing you will still dirty my hands, get up."

heard.

Sikong Zhen and Sikong Jianmo let out a long breath of foul air, feeling relieved.

But dare not stand up.

Shangguan Wan'er sneered and said, "My master just had a competition with Holy Master Mingguang and accidentally beat him into a coma. Take any natural talents and earthly treasures you have. If it's Tianshan snow lotus, then better."

Holy Lord of Light?Tianshan snow lotus?
The hearts of Sikong Zhen and Sikong Jianmo who had just calmed down were shaken again.

The holy master of the bullpen accidentally beat the holy master Mingguang into a coma?
Need top-grade medicinal materials like Tianshan Snow Lotus for treatment?
"To tell you the truth, I don't have snow lotus from the Tianshan Mountains on board." Sikong Zhen boldly said.

Speaking of this, he hurriedly took the lead and said: "But we have Daluo Mountain in Beimo! If you need it, I will immediately order the dragon boat to move forward at full speed, and strive to return to Beimo within two days and find Tianshan for you. Snow lotus!"

Ye Nan smiled playfully.

I have to say that Master Yunshan's method is better, and everything will be there in one go.

Ye Qingxue coughed and said, "I'm a little tired, I want to rest."

Ye Nan introduced: "These four old women are the four great Dharma Kings of my Niulan Holy Land, do you need to show your hands to prove it to you?"

"No, no, no, really no!"

Sikong Zhen was covered in cold sweat, hurriedly summoned a soldier, and ordered: "Hurry up and prepare the room, and clean up the dust for Father and Lord!"

"Yes! Immediately!"

……

After a cup of tea, Ye Nan took off his concealment technique and looked at the resplendent and resplendent bedroom, feeling overjoyed.

Look at this time, Sikong Zhen was stunned for a while, and he had to ask himself to call him father, so he couldn't kill him.

"Nan'er, I'm next door."

Ye Qingxue's voice suddenly came from the partition wall.

The four of them live next door to Yun Fusheng.

"Understood." Ye Nan replied lightly.

At this moment, a soldier's voice suddenly sounded outside the door.

"Holy Lord of the Bullpen, do you have the habit of eating? Should I order the dining room to make some?"

Ye Nan raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't stand here. Besides, you can have three meals a day delivered by someone."

"As ordered."

After the soldiers left, Ye Nanmei fell asleep soundly.

It was past noon in a blink of an eye.

Blue sky and white clouds, clear sky.

"Brother Ye, you're awake."

"Well, it's such a comfortable sleep."

When Ye Nan woke up, he performed the hidden breath technique and got out of bed.

creak-

He pushed open the door, showed a refreshing smile, and said, "The weather is really nice."

"Yes, Holy Master of the Bullpen, what do you like to have for lunch? I will order the dining room to do it."

Hearing this sudden voice, Ye Nan hurriedly turned his head to look. It turned out that Sikong Zhen was standing there tremblingly, with a respectful face.

"busy?"

"Isn't it already noon? It's time to eat. I thought that bringing food over is not the way to entertain guests, so I ordered the dining room to cook a large table of sumptuous dishes. Do you want to eat?"

Ye Nan blinked his eyes, and said casually: "It seems that I haven't eaten for a long time, so just wait, the four Dharma kings and I will be there soon."

"As ordered."

After a while, the cabin, the living room.

This is a magnificent room with a table made of precious white marble in the center and eight chairs around it.

"Everyone, please take your seat."

As the landlord, Sikong Zhen invited Ye Nan and his party to sit down one by one, and then found a seat to sit down.

For such an occasion, of course Sikong Jianmo was indispensable.

Sikong Zhen called him here because he wanted to make him familiar, and it would be best to have a teacher or something. Isn't this more fragrant than the Yin-Yang Holy Land at that time?

In a blink of an eye, everyone was seated.

Ye Nan sat in the main seat, and Sikong Zhen sat beside him, ordering Sikong Jianmo to bring tea and water from time to time.

Sikong Jianmo also enjoyed it.

Today's banquet was actually specially prepared by the father and son, in order to get closer to this "Hello Dad".

"Holy Father, this is the best Pu'er tea, please use it slowly."

Sikong Jianmo poured Ye Nan a cup of tea respectfully, his attitude was extremely respectful.

It's worth mentioning that he doesn't know how to address this "Holy Master Father", it seems that "Holy Master Niulan" is more appropriate, since he is the Holy Master of the Holy Land of Niulan after all.

But Sikong Zhen didn't think so.

He sternly scolded his son, asking him to call him "Father, Holy Master", and when the relationship was getting closer, he would remove the word "Holy Master" and call him Daddy directly.

Only in this way can this relationship be established.

Ye Nan said lightly: "Okay, the tea is full, you go and sit aside."

"Yes, Father Holy Lord."

Sikong Jianmo sat down obediently.