The Patriarch of the Nine Dragons

"Teacher, my disciple feels that I just broke through to the fourth-ranking **** emperor, I am afraid that even one-tenth of the energy is not used!"

Liu Hanyi sensed certain movements in the meridians in her body, and told the truth right now, as to whether it was one-tenth or not, she could only sense a general idea now.

"One-tenth, maybe it will help you break through to the high-grade emperor, there should be no problem!"

Wen Yan painted a simple assessment, a touch of joy appeared on his face, and his face became straight in the next moment, and he said: "But you have the opportunity for mural painting, don't tell anyone except as a teacher!"

"Hehe, that's not okay, there is one person, the disciple must tell him!"

He didn't know what Hua Zun's warning was righteous and solemn, but only in exchange for Liu Hanyi's smiling face, it made him startled, and suddenly guessed who his disciple was talking about "a person"?

"You mean that Yunxiao?"

It has been nearly two years since Liu Hanyi was accepted as a disciple. Hua Zun still knew a little about this disciple, and even went to learn about Yunxiao's deeds, but he looked at the little guy with admiration.

"I heard that Yun Xiao likes the girl of Shen Xingmou, the saint of the Star Picking Tower, and the cold clothes. This competition pressure can be a bit heavy!"

Seeing Liu Hanyi nodded, the painter joked with a smile, like Liu Hanyi's face, and his pretty face blushed, so this teacher is also so narrow?

"Who said I like him? I just treat him as a buddy!"

Liu Hanyi had to defend herself. In fact, since Qianlong Continent, she has never admitted that she likes Yunxiao, even if this is a well-known fact.

"Huh? When did your teacher say you like him?"

There was a look of surprise on Hua Zun's face, which immediately made Liu Hanyi feel that he was in a trap, and he kept silent now, so as not to make more mistakes.

"Speaking of Yun Xiao, I have something to do with him, perhaps!"

Hua Zun also stopped teasing his own disciple, seeing that he stretched out his hand and wiped it on his waist, and an envelope appeared in his palm, with faint water and light fluctuations on it, extremely mysterious.

"It was from the old guy Xuanhe, and...this letter is for you!"

Hua Zun said what he meant to say, and then handed the letter in his hand to Liu Hanyi. As a teacher, he was still very decent and did not open the letter in advance.

"Ancestor Xuanhe, gave it to me? Could it be..."

Liu Hanyi's reaction was also extremely quick. After coming to Yuanjie for nearly two years, she did not turn a deaf ear to things outside the window, and she had also seen Yun Xiao's sister at the Qianlong Meeting of the World.

"Sure enough it is her!"

When Liu Hanyi opened the envelope and saw the title at the beginning, there was no doubt that this was the book passed by the disciple of the ancestor Xuanhe, that is, Yun Xiao's sister Yun Wei.

"Damn it, the three big sects, hate it!"

After reading the letter, Liu Hanyi's performance was no different from Lingwan and Xu Hongzhuang. A hostile spirit rose from her body, making the painters on the side curious.

"what happened?"

Hua Zun had never seen such a side of his own disciple, so he asked directly, and then saw Liu Hanyi handing him the letter paper.

"Teacher, see for yourself, I'm so angry!"

Liu Hanyi was still there, breathing heavily, and when the painting Zun looked through the ten lines and read the contents on the letter paper, his face became extremely weird, and at the same time he gave a hint of anger.

"This time, the three major sects have indeed gone too far!"

The previous paintings did not feel bad about the three sects, and they did not want to have more trouble when they opened the fresco valley to the three sects.

At least on the bright side, the three sects are still very law-abiding.

But this time, Yun Xiao used the alias of Xingchen to help the original humans of the war spirits overcome the foreign spirits, and drove those nasty foreign spirits back to the west of the war spirit river, which can be said to have made a huge contribution to the entire human race.

But the many powerful men of the three major sects, because of their own selfishness, ignored the original rules of the war spirit for thousands of years, and killed Yunxiao in the tartary buckwheat city, and brought a great human hero to life and forced a dangerous spirit everywhere. World.

Yun Xiao's strength is certainly not weak, but a third-rank **** emperor, and a third-rank **** emperor who has exposed his whereabouts, may be more fortunate in the spirit world.

In the heart of the painting respect, the original affection for the three sects disappeared.

From Yun Xiao's body, he thought of himself, secretly using the shamelessness of those guys, if it weren't for his tyrannical strength, I am afraid he would have taken this mural valley long ago?

"But, the three big sects are the three big sects after all!"

There is a hint of helplessness in the tone of the painting master. He deliberately wants to stand up for himself as a disciple, but he knows that by being alone, I am afraid that there is nothing to do with the three sects.

Even if Fetion said that he would unite with the other four musts, painting Zun didn't want to take this risk before he was absolutely sure. Under such circumstances, his arms could not twist his thighs after all.

"Huh, what's the matter with the three big sects? How can it not be the strong ones, how can it not be the guys outside?"

Although Liu Hanyi was angry, she also knew the teacher's difficulties. As her eyes rolled, it seemed that she had sensed some aura from the periphery, and she had an idea right away.

"Don't kill!"

Seeing that Liu Hanyi was walking towards the periphery with murderous aura, the painting master knew that he could not persuade him, but he had to shout, after all, among the people who came to Mural Valley this time, there were two who could not kill.

Liu Hanyi raised her hand and shook her behind him, beckoning that he had heard it, and made Dehua Zun sigh slightly, secretly saying that this time the guys from the three major sects who came to observe the murals would be unlucky.

In fact, every time the three powerful sects come over, there are some fifth-sixth-rank **** emperors, but under the influence of the painter, if those guys dare to attack Liu Hanyi, don't blame yourself for being impolite .

As for those low-grade **** emperors, or even the three major sect cultivators of the fourth-grade **** emperors, the painting masters were not worried at all.

With the power of one's own disciples, even those of the same level who came out of the three major sects should not be a problem, right?

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Mural Valley, the periphery!

This is indeed a big valley, and around the valley, there are some vague murals. It seems that they should be old. The murals have peeled off a lot, and many places are not very clear.

Among the meditators of these three major sects who watched the murals, there were several sixth-rank **** emperors, and there were even more fifth-rank **** emperors, but at this moment, their gaze swept over certain two young figures from time to time.

One of them was dressed in white and looked about thirty years old. Sitting in front of a slightly clear mural, it seemed to be in a special state.

"Son of Moon, Tang Jingzheng!"

A fifth-grade **** emperor from the Star Picking Tower, staring at the young man in white over there, gritted his teeth a bit.

If it weren't for the opponent who also had a fifth or sixth rank **** emperor powerhouse guarding the way, he would have liked to kill the Moon God Palace directly on the first day.

From the words of the strong man in the star-picking building, we can know that the young man in white clothes is the owner of the strongest talent in the generation of the star-picking building, Tang Jingzhen, who has always been known as the son of the moon.

As the youngest direct disciple of the Palace Lord of the Moon God Palace, Tang Jingzhen's cultivation talent was even stronger than his senior brothers and sisters. At the age of just over thirty, he had reached the height of the third rank **** emperor.

Just more than a year ago, the news that all parties on the mainland knew were the first geniuses of these three major sects, who had just broken through to the first-grade **** emperor. It seems that the rumors may not be credible.

At least this Tang Jingzhe's strength is not the rumored First-Rank Divine Sovereign. Even if there is a breakthrough this year, it is impossible to break through the two realms?

"Stupid guy!"

Tang Jingzhe opened his eyes and sneered, as if he heard the low voice of the strong man who picked the stars over there, but instead of looking at the star picking tower, he turned to the Lieyang Palace array. .

"Nangong Road..."

Looking at the back with a hot breath all over his body, a trace of fear flashed in Tang Jingzhe's eyes.

If among the younger generation of Liyuan Realm, there is anyone else who can make Tang Jingzhen pay attention to it, I am afraid that only the Nangong Dao of Lieyang Palace is the only one, because that guy has also broken through to the third rank God Emperor.

Regardless of whether it was Shen Xingmou, the saint of the Star Picking Tower, or the Yun Xiao who had recently risen in the Southern Territories, Tang Jingzhen didn't pay attention to them. After all, the two were much younger than them.

Among them, Shen Xingmou only broke through to the First-Rank Divine Sovereign not long ago. The guy named Yunxiao, when he was in the Southern Region of Humanity, was only the 8th-Nineth-Rank Immortal Venerable. How could they pose any threat to these third-Rank Divine Sovereign?

During this period of time, Tang Jingzhe had been practicing in retreat, and he came to Mural Valley after leaving the customs. He didn't know much about Zhan Lingyuan.

Therefore, the opponent in his eyes is only Nangong Dao, who is also the third rank **** emperor.

Coincidentally, this time Tang Jingzhe and Nangong Dao came to Mural Valley at the same time. Although the two sects did not have any hatred, there must be some competition between the two top talents.

It seems that if anyone can overpower the other side, whoever can sit on the throne of the young generation of Liyuanjie, this so-called Mural Valley Mural may become a turning point.

"Tang Jingzhe!"

It seemed that he sensed the gaze behind him, and Nangong Dao turned his head. The two eyes intertwined in the air, as if a spark was ignited, making the people next to him thoughtful.

Under such circumstances, Tang Jingzhen would naturally not make a big fight. Seeing the other's eyes projected over, he smiled and nodded, and the other nodded in response.

Then the two were once again immersed in the mural in front of them.

These two geniuses have some faint feelings, as long as you give yourself some more time, from the mural in front of you, you will definitely have some unexpected surprises.

But what they don't know is that at this moment a majestic and angry breath is coming quickly from the mural valley.

Perhaps when the master of that breath appears, this time the mural valley observation will cause some great changes.