The cultivation of immortality by mortals begins with the abandoned children of the river

Seeing Gan Weiwei's silence, Zhan Nianchuan felt extremely happy.

In his opinion, this peak leader is just a little troublesome. Although her methods are good, they are far from reaching the level of her appearance.

I don’t know how she takes care of herself, but her skin is still as delicate as jade, which can be broken by blows, and her whole body is curvy and uneven. In addition, she has been in a high position for a long time, and her body naturally exudes a noble aura. All this makes Zhan Nian Chuan was dazzled.

Not daring to look further, this bitch is not easy to mess with. Zhan Nianchuan continued to explain:

"As for using Senior Sister Leng to hide myself, I admit this, because I am not strong enough now and cannot withstand such great pressure."

"However, Senior Sister Leng can break through the realm and build the foundation in at most half a year. I will do my best to help her enter the Danhai Realm within fifty years, so that she has a great chance of becoming a Danhai Realm monk, standing proudly in the entire Kunlun Mountains, and enjoying Thousands of years of life.”

Zhan Nianchuan solemnly promised.

These few words were like thunder, making Gan Weiwei dizzy. She muttered the words "fifty years", "danhai realm" and "thousands of years" and lost her composure.

Zhan Nianchuan smiled and admired Gan Weiwei's stunning beauty. Looking at her dull expression, he felt extremely proud.

Through Wang Yan's introduction, and the spirit and thoughts that communicated with Liu Yandan just now, he knew very well how much the Qingling Peak master wanted to be powerful. As long as he grasped this, he could firmly capture her. In her hand, she couldn't resist.

It took a long time before Gan Weiwei came back to her senses and realized that she had lost her composure in front of a junior like Zhan Nianchuan. She couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, but she couldn't care less about it and immediately asked:

"Why do you guarantee that she can cultivate to the realm of pill formation within fifty years? Do you open your mouth?"

"If Uncle Gan doesn't believe it, there's nothing I can do about it, but I, Zhan Nianchuan, have never broken a promise when I promised others." Zhan Nianchuan said with a faint smile, revealing strong confidence in his words.

Gan Weiwei took a deep look at Zhan Nianchuan and said no other words.

Feeling that he had taken control of the discourse, Zhan Nianchuan asked with a smile:

"Uncle Gan asked me to come here, didn't he just want to scold me?"

"Of course not. I'm just scolding you because you deserve to be scolded. However, I won't care about this with you for the time being. Let me ask you, when do you plan to hand over the Tian Yuan Fruit to Dan'er and Qing'er?"

Gan Weiwei was extremely eager for Tian Yuan Fruit, and knowing that the boy in front of her was extremely cunning, she simply proposed it directly.

"Now that I'm here, I know you can't be stable," Zhan Nianchuan was secretly proud, but his face didn't show any emotion at all, "I don't plan to hand it over to the two senior sisters just yet."

This sentence was beyond Gan Weiwei's expectation. She had upturned eyebrows and a majestic face, painted with pink cardamom. She pointed at Zhan Nianchuan with her slender and delicate fingers and cursed angrily:

"Despicable villain, it's in vain that Dan'er is devoted to you, Qing'er sacrificed her life to help you win the Tianyuan Fruit, and you didn't even give her a single one! Get out of here!"

Being insulted repeatedly, Zhan Nianchuan also became angry. He took a few steps forward, almost facing Gan Weiwei face to face, stared at Gan Weiwei's eyes and said loudly:

"Of course I will give it to the two senior sisters, and I will give them even better ones. I don't want to bother my uncle!"

He was slightly taller than Gan Weiwei, and he stepped forward angrily. The two of them were so close that even each other's breath could spurt into each other's faces.

The appearance of Gan Weiwei in front of him amazed Zhan Nianchuan. Her skin was white and firm, her eyebrows were slender and thick, her bright eyes exuded a sense of heroism, her straight nose and plump and bright red lips made people want to hold her and take a bite. .

Gan Weiwei was also startled by Zhan Nianchuan's sudden rude behavior. She had never been so close to a man before. Feeling the strong masculine scent coming towards her face, her face turned red and she couldn't help but take a step back. His mouth still refused to give in at all.

"Hmph, how to prove it?"

She didn't believe that there was anything better than the Tianyuan Fruit. What could be more exciting than increasing longevity?

"No need to prove it, I will explain it to the two senior sisters. I believe they will understand." Zhan Nianchuan's eyes were extremely deep.

"Hmph! Then you must be able to see them. Don't forget, they are my Lindan Peak people, and they are very well-behaved." Gan Weiwei took out her trump card.

What she never expected was that Zhan Nianchuan didn't panic at all. He looked at Gan Weiwei's charming face and said calmly:

"If Uncle Gan doesn't care about their future, of course he can let them never see me."

"Good boy, how dare you threaten me?" Gan Weiwei found that she was being led by this teenage boy, and was constantly being contradicted by Zhan Nianchuan. She had long been holding back a ball of fire in her heart, and she decided to give this boy A little lesson.

Wherever the breeze passed, several bamboo leaves fell, instantly turning into powder and disappearing without a trace.

All the female disciples at Qingling Peak were shocked to find that a huge fire fan, more than ten feet tall, suddenly flew up from the top of the peak, emitting astonishing fluctuations in spiritual power.

"It's the Peak Master's Three Flame Fan!"

"Who dares to take action against Fengzhu?"

"Go and see."

......

A towering mountain peak reaching into the sky.

Inside the magnificent hall.

On a large luxurious chair carved from a single piece of emerald, sat a man in purple with an extremely terrifying aura.

He was tall, calm and powerful, and there were faint golden thunder and lightning bursting out of his eyes, which made him look like the God of Thunder coming to the world.

The ground is entirely paved with extremely rare fine gold stone, which looks brilliant and brilliant. It is carved with sun, moon, mountains and rivers, which is ingenious.

At this time, an old man in white robes looked humble and spread out a large compass instrument on the ground.

"Master, the Star Chasing Tray designed based on the Xuan Yu Sect's Heavenly Chain fragments and deduced and simplified by Master Mo Jianli has been refined. It can sense the approximate position of the Three Saints within billions of miles. However, this Although the distance perceived by the Astrolabe is extremely far, its accuracy is extremely poor."

"Yeah, not bad." The man in purple nodded slowly, his voice expression neither sad nor happy.

"This old slave doesn't understand why the master insists on the Three Saints traveling across the entire Jin Dynasty. This is a journey of hundreds of millions of miles, and it will take at least decades." The old man in white robes showed his dissatisfaction with the three saints in his eyes. Master Sheng’s sympathy.

It can be seen that he has deep feelings for Master Sansheng.

The man in purple clothes stood up, golden blood surged all over his body, vaguely coming out of his body, and the vision was astonishing. His bronze cheeks were sharp and angular, as if they had been cut with an axe, and his expression was majestic and indifferent:

"Being my son is not that easy. If you have not traveled hundreds of millions of miles and experienced thousands of life-and-death battles, how can you be worthy of being my son?"