Chapter 640: Peerless Tianjiao Ling Emperor

"Old man, drink tea." Qin Haoxuan smiled and took the tea, poured a cup for the old flower farmer.
Although the old man is just a flower grower, he also knows that this tea is definitely not a product. He is holding a tea and starting to drink. Instead, he sniffs deeply. The white dragon follows his nose, and the strange tea flows like water. Go in.
"Good tea." The old flower farmer carefully reminisced for a while, his eyes flashed with light, and Qin Haoxuan provoked a thumb, sincerely praised.
"Please!" Qin Haoxuan smiled more on his face.
The old flower farmer nodded, holding the cup of tea in both hands and drinking it.
"unfortunately."
"It’s violent."
Seeing this scene, some elite disciples sighed in their hearts.
More people mourn in their hearts, and they can't wait to replace them. The old flower farmers will drink the tea. What is the use of such a wonderful tea to drink for a humble flower farmer? It is simply a waste.
But no matter how greedy they are, they dare not have any unusual behaviors - Qinghong Fairy is next to her, and she obviously has a close relationship with this young black-haired young man who has a tea.
From the side of the pavilion they just walked side by side, you can see the intimacy. It is necessary to know that Qinghong Fairy is in the outside world. For some opposite cultivators, there has never been any color. I have seen that she is so close to other men.
boom!
After the old flower farmer drank the tea, there was a thunderous rolling sound in his body. Every inch of his body’s skin began to glow, and the pale hair turned black and black at the speed of the naked eye. Wrinkles, smoothed in a wave of strange strength luster, gradually warm as jade.
The turbid eyes of the old flower growers became brighter.
"This tea ... really is not a product, tea potency is like a dragon like a tiger ... to win the world ... good tea!" The old flower farmer nodded and smiled.
Qinghong Fairy listened to this on the side, and there was a glimmer of light in the pupil. It was condensed on the old flower farmer for a long time, and the heart moved: "This old flower farmer is a bit not simple... actually there is such a place..."
However, she looked at it for a long time. The old flower grower was still ordinary in her eyes. However, there was no abnormal breath, but it was like the dust in the earth.
Slowly, Qinghong Fairy took his eyes back, and the heart of the old flower grower must have been in the Tianfeng for a long time. I saw that there are too many patriots in the 10,000-year-old school. It’s not surprising that I’m seeing it. .
I heard the old farmer’s words, I felt the extraordinary changes in the old farmer, and I saw the many sectarian elite disciples in this scene. I was envious and jealous in my heart. If this tea is for myself, I am afraid that some borders will be blocked. Solve the problem... Unfortunately.
"...Longevity is really a tea." The old flower farmer noticed the changes in his body, and he sighed his mouth, and praised him with a look of incomprehensibility.
"Old man, since you like it, you bring these two teas together and take them back to make tea." Qin Haoxuan took two pieces of tea from the teapot and handed it to the old flower farmer and put it directly into the old man's pocket.
When the tea is taken out, it is shrouded in a layer of spiritual white fog that is so fast that it can't be opened. There are fascinating illusory scenes such as mountains and rivers, which are amazing.
Such a fairy leaf, worthless, Qin Haoxuan is directly put into the pocket of the old flower farmer.
Seeing this scene, Qinghong Fairy can't help but feel a little moving - I really didn't see it. This Qin Haoxuan is actually a temper. So the baby's tea, actually said to send two people. I don’t know how many 10,000-year-old Tianjiao wants this thing in Xianrenju.
"This person is really interesting." Qinghong fairy's mouth does not feel a mysterious smile.
"But... such a precious tea, said that it was sent out, this person's state of mind is ... more than the arrogance of the tens of thousands of great teachers."
Qinghong fairy did not feel, and the heart looked at Qin Haoxuan again.
Others saw this scene, many eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, more people stared at the pockets of the old flower farmers, and the eyes were about to collapse.
The old flower farmer looked a little surprised. He was just a flower farmer, but the young man in front of him gave him a big gift. It’s a bit strange.
"Hey, little brother... you are such a weirdo." The old flower farmer smiled in his eyes and did not reject Qin Haoxuan's kindness. He just looked at Qin Haoxuan and shook his head.
"Uncle likes it..." Qin Haoxuan was very polite. The tea was very different, but for him, it was just a gain of his spiritual strength.
Those days were in the ancient tomb of Chunyang Xianwang, and in the sacred poisonous valley, I don’t know how much more to eat than this tea. Moreover, the so-called tea is nothing but a foreign object. It does not help the Taoist and the Tao. For the tea in the eyes of this outsider, Qin Haoxuan really does not care.
"You give me this thing, I can't help you anything. Hey." The old flower farmer sighed.
Qin Haoxuan smiled faintly: "I don't care, anyway, I don't have any fairy tales." The words brought a bit of teasing.
After listening to this, Qinghong Fairy certainly knows that he has already pointed out that it is difficult for him to be a great patriot before ridicule. .
Xianrenju.
After Qin Haoxuan and Qinghong Fairy left here, the interior was restored to calm.
There are ups and downs in the voices of the literary essays of the patriotic education.
Nanyan Fairy originally sat quietly beside the pool water, and seemed to listen carefully to the Tuoba and Xiaoxu who talked carefully about the Tao. At this time, the body trembled slightly.
"Fairy, what's wrong?" I felt the strangeness of the South Smoke Fairy, and I couldn't help but ask.
"Nothing... The Dao Law you just said has touched me." Nanyan fairy smiled faintly, and her face was caged in the glow of Supreme Xuan Gong.
"That little disciple, really bold, actually ridiculed me..." Nanyan fairy son in the heart of the waves, since Qin Haoxuan and Qinghong fairy left, in fact, she secretly noticed the two people's movements.
Just now, Qin Haoxuan’s words were not revealed in her ears, and her heart was not wavered, and there was emotional fluctuation.
"No, you have a great fairy." The old flower farmer listened to Qin Haoxuan's words, and looked deeply at Qin Haoxuan. His tone was a bit serious, and there was an unclear meaning in his eyes.
"I have a fairy, is it big? Why didn't I see it?" This time, Qin Haoxuan was curious.
Some elite disciples next to me also laughed. An old flower grower in the district can see the fairy edge of the immortal? It’s a joke.
Xianyuan said that although it is illusory, it is not without traces.
After all, the fairy tales are related to air transport and causality. This kind of thing that interferes with the laws of the roots and the roots of the heavens and the earth, some of the masters of the masters who are proficient in the calculation of the mind, consume the mind, may be able to figure out one or two.
It is absolutely impossible for such an ordinary flower farmer to be proficient in Bu.
"Before you, there used to be such a person. At that time, he was hailed by the world as 'the peerless arrogance', no matter where it was surrounded by the celestial arrogance. At that time, he once invited a flower farmer in a pavilion where tea was discussed. Tea. Later, the man really rose, defeated countless masters in an invincible position, shocked the world, and was praised as 'Lingtian Xianhuang'..." The old flower grower's voice is serious, but his eyes are brighter with words.
That look seems to be remembering what happened.
As if he saw Qin Haoxuan in front of him, he was embarking on the road of the old emperor.
Ling Tian Xianhuang?
Hearing this name, Qin Haoxuan could not help but shake his body. Ling Tian Xian Huang is undoubtedly the legend of the era of immortality. It is regarded as one of the people closest to the "Xian". It has once exaggerated an era and is the top master who can match the Supreme Master.
His rise, as a cultivator who has been swayed by countless small factions, is regarded as a miracle of admiration.
In the words of the old flower farmers, there is a faint tone of Qin Haoxuan and the Ling Tianxian emperor.
"You old man, he said. Ling Tian Xianhuang is a man thousands of years ago, the master of generations! How could you have seen him?"
"Yeah, isn't that the Lingtian Emperor is asking you to drink the tea? You are so clear about his business? It's a nonsense."
The elite disciples around heard the Emperor Ling Tian of the old flower farmer, first shocked, and then his face looked mocked and shouted loudly. An old countryman, dare to fool them?
What makes them most unbearable is that the tone of the little old man ~EbookFREE.me~ actually vaguely compares this dark-haired youth with the former emperor. Where do they put them? Where is the 10,000-year-old Dajiao Tianjiao in the Immortal Residence?
Is it true that the young black-haired youth who are in the eyes of this old flower farmer are stronger than everyone here?
In some of the hearts of the people, they rushed to the old flower farmers with sarcasm.
"...you are a mortal, you can see the fairy emperor, how long can you live? Hu blows the atmosphere!" The last elite disciple, cold-sounding, sharp eyes forced on the face of the old flower farmers.
The old flower peasant faced the ridicule of the people and his face was unhindered. He just smiled: "It is not the old man who is invited by Ling Tian Xianhuang to drink tea, but my ancestors. My family is a flower slave, and my generation is already a foot. There are more than EMI in the footsteps of the music... The things of Ling Tian Xian Huang, oh, I also listened to the ancestors..."
"This decision is impossible. Ling Tian Xianhuang dominates the world, high above, overlooking the human world. He will condescend to a flower farmer in the district, ask him to drink tea? Nonsense." There are still elite disciples shaking their heads, saying no.
Qinghong fairy is quiet, and he has been sitting next to him.
At this time, the sky has gradually smashed down, and the twilight is four.
On the returning peak, although the spirit is overflowing, it is like a white. However, the sky outside the Tianfeng peak gradually sank.
At this time, Qinghong Fairy stood up and rushed to Qin Haoxuan: "The owner of the owner here, Nangong, is no shortage. Today it probably won't come. After some time, the relic remains will open. I want to Go ahead and get ready, take the first step."
There is no shortage of Nangong. It is a rare mysterious and universal missionary of the immortal world. It is known for its boldness in the cultivation of the immortal world. Although it is not the origin of the Supreme Master, in the eyes of some people, it has been faintly able to stand side by side with some geniuses who have no great education.
It has been respected by many Tianjiao in the cultivation of immortals.