Heaven Extinction Martial Emperor

"There is a chance, Master will give you this tone." Xuan Zhen Shangzun said quietly.

Sun Bucheng nodded hard: "Thank you, Master! By the way, Master, I heard that a Baiyunzhuang owner has recently appeared!"

Xuan Zhen Shangzun said while walking: "Know, what do you want to say?"

"I heard that the mysterious origin of Baiyunzhuang's origin is very likely to have a very deep relationship with Nanyuan Fenghou." Sun Bucheng said: "Gu Batong, the son of Dongyuan Emperor, are willing to be butlers in Baiyunzhuang. "

Wen Yan said, Xuan Zhen could not help moving: "Is this really the case?"

He just heard that Baiyunzhuang had a new owner. He never thought that the owner was a little scary.

So much so that the son of Yuan Yuan is willing to be a housekeeper.

"It's true!" Sun Bucheng rubbed his hands and fists: "Baiyunzhuang has continued to recruit people recently, and the disciples want to go over to see them, please ask Master Zun for permission."

I heard that Baiyunzhuang's servant maidservant is highly paid.

There are exactly ten black moon coins in a year, and they can be practiced arbitrarily within the manor.

What is that place in Baiyunzhuang, one of the two manor houses in the former Nanyuan Fengfeng.

Cultivate in it, you can enjoy the top treatment that only Yuanyuan can enjoy!

Sun Bucheng has long been emotional, but he did not dare to call the shots without the permission of his master.

Xuan Zhen said unpleasantly: "The disciple who is a teacher, and running to serve as a servant, is ultimately wrong."

In that case, what is its face?

"Master, I'm breaking through hopelessness for the time being, I just want to try my best to refine the star power, to make the star power more pure, to make up for the delayed practice time." Sun Bucheng Road.

Xuan Zhen Shangzun frowned, and naturally he was reluctant to go to his disciples, but remembering his situation at the moment, only promised: "Okay, but remember, don't embarrass the teacher!"

"Yes, Master!" Sun Bucheng smiled.

High platform.

The atmosphere is extremely relaxed and active.

They could not break through the moon and felt depressed, but Xia Qingchen gave them free of charge, so that they could fly from **** to heaven in an instant.

For Xuan Zhen, the departure of Master and apprentice, for them, there is no wave.

Xia Qingchen continued, and finally, came to Han Xiangdong, and he stood beside Beiyuan Jianzun.

In the hands of Beiyuan Jianzun, there was also a ball of mud.

The longer the moon pith is exposed, the more Yuehua will be lost. Therefore, Beiyuan Jianzun has never opened the mud ball, just waited for the group of eagles to end, and then took his son back to take out the moon pith.

"How about you? Should you consider joining me to listen to Xuelou?" Xia Qingchen asked casually.

He didn't think that Han Xiangdong would agree.

"Yes!" Who knows, Han Xiangdong agreed with a smile.

There was comfort and pride that hadn't been seen in a long time.

After all, his father snatched Xia Qingchen's eight-pin moon pith. How could he be uncomfortable, and how could he be surprised?

"What level of lunar pill can you give me?" Han Xiangdong asked in a cruel way.

He wanted to know Xia Qingchen's mood at the moment. He clearly had an eight-grade moon pith, but he was just snatched away.

"Six ranks." Xia Qingchen took out a seventh rank moon pith and said, "The last moon pulp is."

Of course there is still moon pill left, but it is reserved for him and the people around him, and it is impossible to give it to outsiders.

"Okay!" Han Xiangdong's hands were like lightning, and he grabbed Liupin Moon's pith.

However, instead of signing, he weighed it and suddenly hit the ground.

In an exclamation, this extremely precious sixth-grade moon pith was blown to the ground and reduced to pieces.

This is one of the few sixth-grade moon pith!

It was so bad! !

Han Xiangdong showed a few ugly faces and sneered, "Is there a lupin of the sixth grade, do you want to move me?"

Not to mention, the lunar pill he obtained was not as good as the Gu Ba Tong. Even if he was given the seventh grade lunar pill, it would be impossible to agree.

"Tell you, the young man has the eight-grade moon pith, you can't use your moon pith, give me how far to roll!"

Xia Qingchen didn't regret the broken moon pith, but stared at him with strange eyes: "Are you sure?"

"Haha!" Han Xiangdong embraced his chest with his hands, and said with a high arrogance: "Laozi is dead, and he will not use any of your moon pith!"

"Well, you have the guts, I hope you remember your words." Xia Qingchen returned to his place without expression.

Han Xiangdong chuckled: "I don't need my eight-piece moon pith, are you rare? Dreaming!"

At this point, Beiyuan Jianzun had already been a little impatient: "Should it be over?"

Emperor Dongyuan saw that most of the people at the scene had their own gains, and slowly nodded: "Before the end, take out their respective moon pill to register."

This is a routine rule, you need to register, the moon pill obtained by the participants in the past years.

Everyone took out their moon piths in turn and put them in their palms.

The emperor Dongyuan was nagging while ordering someone to write down.

"Li Nianyun, one piece of Sanpin moon pith."

"Zhong Yunxiang, one of the four grade moon piths."

"Xia Qingchen, one six-prong moon pith."

...

"Sun Bucheng, zero."

"Cloud draws heart, zero."

"Finally..." Emperor Dongyuan paused to look at Beiyuan Jianzun.

The latter face was a bit hesitant, and this competition, in a sense, was attended by Beiyuan Jianzun himself.

The recorded name will be Beiyuan Jianzun! !

This record can be watched by future generations. Anyone who sees a person who participated in Yuanyuan will laugh at it.

After all, such a senior, but personally participate in the activities of young people.

Not only are young people in future generations funny, but older generations will not be ashamed.

"Hey!" Beiyuan Jianzun sighed silently. He was notorious, and he would become a joke of future generations.

For this uncompromising son, he lost his old face!

The only thing that is gratifying is that, anyway, he got the eight-piece moon pith that is hard to come out once in ten years, and he can barely restore his reputation.

At least worthy of a Yuanzhu personally shot.

Otherwise, the Tangtangyuan master shot and only got a third-grade and fourth-grade mid-low lunar pith. Later generations would only laugh more.

The eight grades can barely speak out, and people in the future will sigh when they see it: "It is indeed the Lord Yuan, who can actually get the eight essences."

Thinking about it in his heart, Beiyuan Jianzun put down the mud ball in his palm and said, "I don't need to look at it, eight grades."

As Yuanyuan, would he lie about such trivial matters?

One sentence is enough.

But, Emperor Dongyuan could not help being secretly surprised.

Such a rare moon pith really requires great luck. He could not help but doubt: "Take it out and see."

Beiyuan Jianzun was helpless: "You are questioning my credibility."

Dangduanyuan, will you lie openly for this?

He put down the mud ball and gently tapped his finger. The mud ball left immediately, revealing its center: "Look..."

His words came to an abrupt halt, because there was no such amazing Yuehua revealed.

Instead, there was a smell of mud from the bottom of the sea.

Emperor Dongyuan looked over and cast confused eyes: "Where is the Moon?"

To be honest, he also doesn't think that Beiyuan Jianzun is lying. At this position, there is no need to lie to the moon.

But, there was really no sign of lunar pith in the mud ball.