Chapter 902: A little uncle fell from the sky?

Chapter 902: A Little Uncle Falls From The Sky?
"The news of my return should not be disclosed for the time being."
Jihuo Dao said, "Except for some old guys in Zongmen, you don't want to pass on the word, including your three disciples."
"Relax!"
Akimichi Jun patted his chest and promised: "I have the tightest mouth."
If this scene is seen by the three of Nangong Ling, I'm afraid it will startle his chin.
Unsmiling in front of them, the extremely serious teacher, in the presence of Jihuo Daojun, revealed a trace of childishness.
Jiujiaodao thought for a while and asked: "I just heard that Bailianmen had to conduct a refining competition with the Temple of the Underworld. When is it?"
"Three months later, at the Qianhe Tea Party."
When mentioning this, Chi Xingdao Jun also showed a touch of worry.
Jihuo Daojun asked again, "What Qianhe Tea Party, why haven't I heard of it?"
Akashiro Dao said: "About three thousand years ago, in a valley under the control of Qianhemen, a Tongxuan tea tree was found."
Hearing here, Su Zimo moved.
Among the ancient books at the bottom of the Dragon Valley, there are some records about the Tongxuan tea tree.
Tongxuan tea tree is regarded as a xenogene of the ancient times, and it has long since disappeared.
I heard that this tree is extremely magical, and the leaves mature every 1,000 years.
Moreover, after the leaves mature, they will wither within a day.
If you drink it with Lingquan water during this day, it will have an unimaginable nourishing effect on Yuanying Realm!
Drinking a cup of Tongxuan tea can help the monks better wash away the dross in the Yuanshen and step back into the virtual world faster. The effect is amazing.
"The leaves of the Tongxuan tea tree cannot be stored, they are outdated, and Yuanhe Zhenjun of Qianhemen has not so much.
Chixingdao Jundao said: "So, on this day, Qianhemen will invite the real infant Yuanjun from Zhongzhou to come here to exchange ideas with tea friends."
"The Qianhe Tea Party is held once every millennium, and it is a rare opportunity. In addition to the immortal gates and Buddhist gates, the major gate forces, there will be monks from the family clan."
"If you can get a cup of Tongxuan tea, it will be worth hundreds of years of hard work than retreat!"
Su Zimo understood.
In other words, this Qianhe Tea Party is regarded as a rare event in the cultivation industry. Although it is not as good as the competition in the Visionary List, it can be regarded as the eye-catching event.
At that time, all major families will show up!
The battle between the refining gates of Bailianmen and the Temple of the Underworld would be more appropriate for this tea party, and would attract the attention of countless monks!
Chixing Daojun was worried and said, "If this test is lost, our reputation of Bailianmen will be greatly diminished, and the Temple of Underworld will never miss this opportunity!"
"At that time, if the super-sect door behind the Temple of the Underworld would take the opportunity to support it, the Temple of the Underworld might replace the Bailian Gate!"
Su Zimo didn't care much about the contention of any refiner. After all, he couldn't help much.
The only thing he noticed was the Qianhe Tea Party!
Now that the major forces of this tea party have gathered, I don't know if the emperor will show up!
If the Emperor appears, he can find an opportunity to kill him to prevent future troubles!
Jihuo Daojun frowned and asked, "Are you sure that you will win the battle for the refiner?"
"No."
Akashi Daojun shook his head and said, "Among the three disciples, Liu Hanyan is the highest master of refining skills. But she is worse than the genius of the Temple of Underworld."
Jiuhuodao Jun frowned.
If he recovered his physical body, he could naturally come forward and re-initiate a fight as the master of the refiner.
But three months was too short, and he had no time to reshape his body.
Jiujiaodao subconsciously looked at Su Zimo next to him.
At this time, Su Zimo's mind was all about the emperor, and he didn't pay attention to the eyes of Jiu Huo Dao.
Jiujiaodao took a glance at Su Zimo, then shook his head, his heart grinning:
"Zi Mo just came into contact with the refining instrument. How could it be comparable to Liu Hanyan without refining a single instrument?"
While Jiujiao Daojun looked at Su Zimo, Chixing Daojun looked at Su Zimo and guessed the origin of Su Zimo's identity.
Originally, he thought Su Zimo was just an ordinary Yuanying Zhenjun.
Now, seeing the extremely fierce trust of Su Zimo by Jihuo Daojun, he also murmured in his heart, a little confused, wondering what the relationship between the two was.
Jiujiaodao thought for a long time, without a clue, he said, "This matter will be said later, who is the master of Zongmen now?"
"Brother Bai Yan."
Akasaka answered.
Jihuo Daojun smiled slightly and said, "It was him. When I left, he was also a little boy."
"I'll go back to Zongmen to see. You'll settle Mo Ling first."
Jihuo Daojun urged Chi Xing Daojun, then turned to look at Su Zimo, and said, "Three months later is the Qianhe Tea Party. If you are not in a hurry, you can live in Bailianmen for a period of time. Bai Lianmen also went to a tea party. "
"it is good."
Su Zimo nodded.
Now that he knows that Ji Chengtian, Lengrou, and others are all right, he is not in a hurry to meet the old people.
Three months later, there will be a Qianhe Tea Party. By then, you will naturally see everyone.
Jiuhuodao Jun's forged bones and casting materials have not yet been collected. He may stay in Bailianmen, what else can he help.
Chixing Daojun frowned slightly, pointing at Su Zimo, and couldn't help asking: "Master, who is this little guy, and I want to arrange it myself?"
Wanting to come to Akasakado, after all, he is also a dignified Dharma monk, how could he be reduced to arranging a place for a little boy in Yuanyuan.
Jihuo Daojun said lightly, "You call him uncle."
After finishing speaking, Jiuhu Daojun put away the surrounding flame barrier, and the whole person turned into a streamer. He instantly entered the void and disappeared.
"What?"
The Akasaka Prince stunned.
Master ... Uncle?
Akashida-kun stared with big eyes, staring at Su Zimo without blinking, as if to swallow Su Zimo!
Su Zimo coughed slightly, and was a little embarrassed.
He has just worshiped under the gate of Jiujiaodao, and his age is indeed younger. Suddenly, there is an additional master and nephew of Faxiangdao, and he is really a bit uncomfortable.
The three Nangong Ling whispered in situ, speculating on various possibilities.
The result was inattentive, the flame barrier next to it disappeared, a red light flashed in front of them, and the three did not care.
Immediately afterwards, the three saw their master and stood face to face with Yuan Yuan Zhenjun of unknown origin, eyes wide open.
Both were silent and weird.
What happened?
The three of Nangong Ling looked confused.
"Master?"
Nangong Ling called quietly.
Akimichi Jun tightened his brow, the more he thought the more wrong he was!
The little guy in front of him is just Yuan Yingjing. He is more than a hundred years old, and is actually his 5,000-year-old weird uncle?
how can that be!
The ancestor must be old and confused, wrong!
But I really heard the word 'Uncle' ...
The Akasaka Prince is in trouble.
At this moment, he heard Nangong Ling's voice, his eyes lighted up, and his forehead was stunned.
"The ancestor did not call me this person's uncle, but my three disciples called this person's uncle!"
"So, this Mo Ling is my little master! Well ... yes, it must be the case!"
The Akasaka ruler straightened out the relationship between them, rejoicing in his heart.
Seeing Chixing Daojun frowning and thinking for a while, and smirking a while, Nangong Ling felt hairy and couldn't help asking: "Master, who is this Mo Ling?"
Akashiro Dajun waved his hand: "You call him uncle!"
(End of this chapter)