Vol 2 Chapter 652: Xia Family, Xia Jin's Father Xiahou!

"Sect Master, who taught you this?"
To be honest, if it is the pulse formation leaders outside of Tiandihu, they have arranged a more delicate 5v5 team battle formation, Zi Ran doesn't think there is anything. Because they have been cultivating, studying, and doing things of this kind.
But Wen Ping is different.
It didn't take him long before he was 18 years old, and his achievements in pulse arts and spells have reached an incredible level.
Now the understanding of the pulse array is so thorough.
He has seen many 55 types of small pulse formation teams, they have never been as detailed as the master.
The position and responsibilities of standing here are very clear.
This made her curious about the person who taught Wen Ping.
Wen Ping just turned his head and glanced at Zi Ran, then calmly replied, "You don't need to teach these things, you learn by yourself."
He wanted to say that in the last world, this was basically known as a teenager.
He can only say about this, different civilization, different culture.
"Teach yourself!"
Zi Ran didn't believe it, she really didn't believe it.
Self-taught, to some extent is what ordinary people use to motivate themselves.
But in practice, there is no such thing as self-taught. You can only make a difference if you stand on the shoulders of your predecessors.
Wen Ping ignored Zi Ran and continued, "The next time the team battle will start, you find a place to practice. Remember, learn to seize the opportunity! Team battle, as long as you seize an opportunity, you can win."
"understood."
Several people nodded seemingly.
After that, Zi Ran said, "Lu Jiang, does your master's residence have a backyard?"
"Ok."
Lu Jiang nodded.
Lu Xue answered, "Master, you don't think... Master's backyard is all the treasures he has collected."
Zi Ran directly answered the question, "Tell him to move away. I will not accompany him if he does not break anything when he does not move."
"Yes, Master, I will talk to Master later." Lu Xue smiled helplessly in her heart. After taking care of the Hundred Sect Alliance's errands and moving to the vast city, her master has always treated her backyard as a treasure.
The flowers planted are precious natural treasures.
The rockery is also built by Tiancai Dibao.
Even the floor tiles are the same.
Now it becomes a training ground if it is said to be a training ground.
If my master knew this news, he would probably feel distressed, right?
At this time, Wen Ping had nothing to say, because no matter how much he said, it would be better to practice. So he got up and said, "In these two days, I will supervise your training and further let you understand the tasks of where you are standing."
Without unnecessary small talk, Wen Ping got up and directly let Lu Jiang lead the way to Hulan's residence in the vast city.
At Hulan's mansion, Wen Ping saw Hulan's wife again.
The last time Xuansehu had a farewell, it has been a while, after a short greeting, Zi Ran led everyone to the backyard.
Sure enough, the backyard was extraordinary.
They are all natural treasures.
Wen Ping glanced at the past, he was almost richer than the treasure house of the Dragon God Gate.
Zi Ran shouted coldly, "If you want to withdraw, quickly withdraw."
Hulan smiled bitterly, and then hurried to collect the stone benches and round tables. In short, everything that could be collected in the Tibetan ring was put away.
However, the rockery, grass and floor tiles can't be collected.
Seeing Zi Ran let Huai Ye and others stand up, Hulan felt distressed.
"Master, you practice... I'll go drink some water."
Zi Ran answered, "Didn't you just drink three cups of tea?"
"I'm thirsty again...I'm short of water recently." Hulan's heart was dripping with blood, listening to the sound of Huai Ye and others stepping on the floor tiles gradually.
Although he wouldn't be able to step on it, he couldn't bear to walk on it.
...
Two days passed in a blink of an eye.
In the evening, the centennial event finally opened.
Because Bai Nian is only held once, the entire vast city is called a lively.
In the sky, fireworks kept blooming, illuminating the world.
In the streets and alleys, people are walking next to each other, which is very lively.
In the center of the vast city, there is a huge square that can accommodate hundreds of thousands of people. As the opening ceremony of the centennial event, this place is especially crowded. And those who can come here are the pinnacle forces of Lake Tiandi.
To have a seat in this square, one must be a member of the four-star force.
Even so, there are strict restrictions on the positions of four-star forces, basically not exceeding ten.
In the center of this square, there are people from various four-star giants, as well as those from outside Tiandihu who are invited to participate.
"Who arranged this position?" Bu Ling sat on his square chair with tea in his hand, and glanced at him from time to time.
Beside him, there are a dozen people with unkind looks sitting.
They are the Xia family!
And Qianlongzong broke the enemy who had broken for hundreds of years!
Along with Buling's complaints, the others in Qianlongzong also whispered.
Sitting shoulder to shoulder with the enemy makes them really uncomfortable. Many of them have played against each other. Both of them have brought a lot of trauma to each other, and it can be said that they are completely mortal enemies.
At this moment, a burly middle-aged man turned his head and showed a sullen smile against Buling.
"Oh? Buling Deputy Sect Master, seems to have an opinion on the arrangements of the Hundred Sect Alliance?"
"you!"
Bu Ling was about to get angry, and he obviously said casually, the other party actually said that he was questioning the Hundred Sect Alliance.
Give him a big hat!
Bu Ling was about to stand up to defend, but was held down by Bai Nian Han Shan on the side ~EbookFREE.me~ Bai Nian Han Shan answered indifferently, "Xiahou, I heard that your son is dead? Your patron Situ Xiuneng was also killed?"
"Humph! This matter is absolutely inseparable from your Qianlong Sect. After the Centennial Festival is over, Lao Tzu will settle with you. And even if Lao Tzu's son dies? Lao Tzu does not have only one son. Lao Tzu has the worst talent. The is better than yours? Don't you feel ashamed to bring her here?"
Xiahou was immediately angered by Bai Nian Han Shan's words.
Speaking directly, he didn't hesitate to say anything, and said any ugly things.
Bai Nian Han Shan suddenly gave a cold snort, glanced at Bai Nianxiang beside him inadvertently, and then angrily said, "Dignified Patriarch of the Xia family has fallen to find a place with the younger generation. Don't you think you are a bit ridiculous?"
"Ridiculous? Your own cub has poor aptitude, why don’t you let it be said? Bai Nian Hanshan, are you always confused? Others praise Bai Nianxiang for good aptitude, but that is flattering, depending on your face, you really think you are Good aptitude?"
"Don't go too far!"
"Excessive? More excessive things are still to come. If you can't help it, you can do it at any time. Lao Tzu is the grandson. If you dare not do it, you are the grandson! By the way, I forgot to tell you something, although Xia Jin Nothing, Xia Ye, the other son of Lao Tzu, is already half-footed in the Divine Profound Realm. Do you want to surrender? Let me give half of the territory to the Xia family, and Lao Tzu can give you hundreds of years to recuperate. Otherwise. The next generation of your Qianlongzong has no successors."
"you!"
Bai Nian Han Shan stood up suddenly.
Xiahou said he was in pain.
The next generation of Qianlongzong is really not good, and there is no level of four-star power at all.
This is something he has always had a headache for, and he didn't expect Xiahou to say it publicly in front of so many people today.