That's what villains are like

Chapter 86 Otherwise, why do you call yourself powerful and deliberately intimidate Ling Zhuyun?
"Luo Ying..."

The man in the golden robe named Ao Xu was obviously very afraid of the handsome girl who came. Hearing her question, he could only answer bravely, "Sister, she still has business to do, so she can't come."

"Is that so..."

"The last time I fought against her, it was really fun, but unfortunately I couldn't tell the winner."

The delicate girl seemed a little regretful when she heard the words, she shook her head, and then sat down at the side table, making all the young alien races around feel a little bit on pins and needles.

Among the entire alien race, the dragon race is also considered to be among the top royal families, with noble blood and powerful strength.

And the elder sister of the man in the golden robe is also the princess of the Dragon Race.

The fact that the delicate girl in front of her can fight her regardless of the outcome is enough to show her strength.

And she also comes from an extremely tyrannical alien lineage, called Haiyuan Shengzong, and she is even suspected to be a descendant of the former Sea God, with extremely terrifying talents.

With Luo Ying's arrival, the Xingxingtai became more lively, and then there were many young people who had become famous recently.

Jiang Lan, who was the host, hadn't shown up yet, but many young beings who had received invitations had already come.

Not long after, a young man dressed in a purple Taoist robe with a handsome face and an elegant demeanor arrived, surrounded by divine brilliance, with a peaceful and upright aura, followed by many fellow disciples, all wearing the logo of the Supreme Unity Sect on their robes, Focus on the handsome man in front.

"The true biography of the Taiyi Sect's contemporary Daoyi..."

Many people recognized the person who came, and their hearts were shaken.

As the leader of the contemporary Immortal Sect, the Taiyi Sect's status is very detached, and its disciples travel all over the world, no matter where they are, they are all respected, and no one dares to underestimate them.

Not to mention being a true disciple, he will be able to compete for the position of master in the future.

There are innumerable connections between Taiyi Sect and Xiangguo Mansion.

The wife of the current Xiangguo is the saint of the previous generation of the Taiyi Sect, and the family behind her is the longest and most ancient line of the Taiyi Sect, with unfathomable background.

Whether it is the replacement of the head of the Taiyi Sect, or the promotion of a group of elders and true disciples, it is inseparable from the support of those veins.

"Brother Daoyi..."

Many young people here stood up one after another and bowed to the approaching Dao. Even the delicate young girls had to stand up and bow their heads slightly as a way of saying hello.

Daoyi's full name is Li Daoyi, and the surname Li is a given surname, and it is also the surname of the Taiyi Sect.

Li Daoyi's ability to be ranked in the true lineage of the Taiyi Sect is naturally inseparable from the support of that line.

"Has the son not come yet?"

After Li Dao came, he smiled and nodded slightly, then found a seat and took a seat, looking around, he didn't see Jiang Lan.

"Young Master may wait until later." Ao Xu replied.

Li Dao nodded and said, "Since Zixia Zhenjun's cave was born, the sect asked us to come and do our best to help the young master win the opportunity. When the time comes, we will rely on everyone to help each other."

"Brother Daoyi, don't worry, we will definitely help you with all our strength."

"Anyone who dares to stop is an enemy of us."

Ao Xu, Luo Ying and other young people nodded their heads when they heard the words, obviously they had already received their orders.

Although Jiang Lan has no cultivation base, no one dares to be disrespectful.

The Zongmen clan behind them, it sounds good, is because of the support of the Xiangguo Mansion, but it is ugly, it is actually the subordinate slaves of the Xiangguo Mansion.

Even though Jiang Lan has no cultivation base, he is still their master in identity.

It's just that Jiang Lan didn't think much about cultivation in the past, otherwise they should all belong to his followers.

Seeing this scene, the expressions of the rest of the younger generation on the stage of picking stars changed slightly, which showed the power of the Xiangguo Mansion.

Just an invitation letter for a tea-making conference has gathered so many loyal young talents.

When this power grows in the future, I don't know how terrifying it will be.

Following the appearance of the disciples of Taiyi Sect, the disciples of Wenwen Ancient Sect and Tianyao Palace also appeared one after another.

Asked about the disciple headed by the ancient sect, named Han Yiming, he is a tall man with a strong figure and bronze skin, with astonishing energy and blood, like an ancient beast alive.

He has a lot of achievements. Some time ago, he fought against many talents in the same realm, and he was not defeated. After the news came out, it caused huge waves in various places.

After appearing in Anyang City, some younger generation sensed his presence and were not convinced. They invited him to a fight, but they were defeated on the duel stage.

As a result, Han Yiming became famous and was called one of the most powerful people of the contemporary young generation by many good people.

In the sky, there was a burst of fragrance of flowers, and there were crystal clear petals falling. The disciples from the Goddess Palace also came, and the one who appeared was also a true biography.

She covered her face with a light veil, and she wore a wide purple dress, which concealed her exquisite and convex figure. Her snow-white and delicate skin made people daydream, and her eyes were charming, with a hint of water, as if they could seduce people's souls.

"Fairy Miaoyin..."

Many of the younger generation felt their qi and blood surging, and when they met their eyes, they couldn't help but feel a sense of intoxication. After realizing it, they quickly looked away, secretly startled.

The Goddess Palace is different from the famous and decent sect like the Yaochi Sect. This sect is very low-key, but its actions seem to be evil and not evil, righteous and not righteous, and they are quite arbitrary.

"Mr. Jiang Lan, as the host, why is there a reason to be late..."

There was a burst of laughter like silver bells, and the true master from the Goddess Palace spoke, and surrounded by several female disciples, he found a place to sit down.

The jade legs under the skirt are slender and white, and there is a circle of bells tied around the bare feet, which makes a crisp sound when it swings gently. The bare feet are like snow, crystal clear and flawless.

Just sitting there casually seems to be able to attract the eyes and hearts of all the young men present.

"My lord may be delayed by something, Fairy Miaoyin, don't be impatient."

As soon as Li Dao opened his mouth, his eyes were calm, and seemed to contain a strange power, which gradually calmed down the impetuous mood of many people here.

Fairy Miaoyin looked at him in a little surprise, and then said with great interest, "I've heard that Taiyi's way of teaching is profound and powerful, and I saw it today, and it's really impressive."

Han Yiming, who asked about the ancient sect, also looked at Li Daoyi, with a look of fighting intent in his eyes, and was restrained by him.

Today is the tea making meeting held by Xiangguo Mansion, he dare not mess around.

If they were in other places, they would fight against Li Daoyi for everything they said.

The person who came from the Temple of Heavenly Demon was a young man with an astonishing demon nature. His skin was like jade, and he was fairer than many women, but his figure was too feminine, and his purple eyes flashed strange colors from time to time. He just drank tea quietly, not Multilingual.

Afterwards, many younger generations who were invited came, basically all of them were well-known figures in Anyang City, and no one was an unknown person.

"Is Jiang Lan still here?"

Xia Jie, the third son of Prince Wuxuan, also came here surrounded by a group of guards, but he did not see Jiang Lan.

There was a strange look in his eyes, and he also found a place to sit down. He is a member of the royal family, but here are all the disciples of the great sect, not ordinary people, so naturally he is not as unscrupulous as usual. Do whatever you want.

Although he seems careless and unscrupulous, he is actually rough and fine.

This time I came to Anyang City, in addition to being interested in Zixia Zhenjun's inheritance and good fortune.

On the other hand, he was entrusted by his father to test Jiang Lan.

In the past, he and Jiang Lan called each other brothers and indulged in sex and sex in various romantic places. Although it was for his own enjoyment, he actually had other purposes.

His father, Prince Wuxuan, was the younger brother of the late emperor. Although he was entrusted outside, due to various reasons, he was unable to succeed to the throne, but he has always been thinking about that position.

Especially now that Emperor Xia is young, he can't yet convince the public, and the power in the court is controlled by the Xiangguo.

This also made his father more eager to move, but he was afraid of Xiangguo's existence and did not dare to show any abnormalities.

It can only be planned in secret, in order to replace it one day.

Under such circumstances, Xiangguo, who is so powerful in Kyushu, and his only son is a waste second generation ancestor who can't practice.

During this period of time, the eyeliners of all parties have learned that Xiangguo's son intends to seize Zhenjun Zixia's inheritance of good fortune.

This is even more doubtful. Is it because Zhenjun Zixia's inheritance is too important, or is there another reason?
Xia Jie and Jiang Lan have known each other for many years, and they have never felt that there is any cultivation in him. Instead, he is very thin and weak. Although he eats various nourishing foods, he has always looked the same without any changes.

Even his father wondered whether this was an illusion deliberately made by the Xiangguo father and son, but in fact they had other plans.

And there are quite a few such guesses.

At this time, there was movement not far away. A woman in white clothed with a light veil covering her face was holy and slender. She was surrounded by a group of female disciples, and beside her was a strange man. .

People from Yaochi Sect also came.

"Ling Zhuyun of Yao Chi Sect?"

"Who is that strange man walking with her?"

Many of the younger generation were startled, and looked at the strange man beside Ling Zhuyun. It was definitely not an unknown person who was able to walk with Ling Zhuyun.

Ye Ming looked calmly, without any stage fright, followed Ling Zhuyun's side, and walked to the star picking platform together.

He came here, one is to find out Jiang Lan's reality, and the other is to worry about Ling Zhuyun's accident, otherwise he doesn't want to show up in front of people.

Ling Zhuyun greeted the familiar faces one by one.

It was just that when he looked at one of the men who was wearing a brocade robe, with a big belly and a purple gold crown, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, as if he hadn't expected him to appear here.

"Ling Zhuyun, you killed my junior brother that day, but if you have a chance, I will settle it with you."

The man also noticed Ling Zhuyun's gaze, with a cold look on his face.

A group of disciples behind him also stood up one after another, confronting the disciples of Yao Chi Sect.

The rest of the younger generation took care of themselves and looked like they didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement.

Fairy Miaoyin from the Goddess Palace even covered her mouth and chuckled, "I heard that some time ago, outside the Hengduan Mountains, an inner disciple of the Underworld Sect was killed by the Holy Lady Ling Zhuyun, and died a miserable death. Even I, who is thousands of miles away, have heard the prestige of a woman."

"It's just now that I came to Anyang City to see the peerless beauty of Lingzhuyun Saintess in person. Today's trip is worthwhile."

Her voice was clear and melodious, like a silver bell shaking, which was deceptive.

This opening made all the disciples of the Underworld Sect look even more cold and ugly.

Many disciples died at the hands of Ling Zhuyun over the years.

None of the other great sects of the immortal sect are as meddlesome as she is.

Ling Zhuyun glanced at Fairy Miaoyin lightly, ignored her, and looked at the man in brocade robe with a big belly, and said, "If you want to avenge your junior brother, feel free to come to me, but if you are not good at learning, you will die at the hands of me." hands, don’t blame others.”

"Yao Chi Sect really prides itself on being a famous and upright family, and it's making all the injustices in the world..."

The brocade robed man's eyes were cold, there was a tyrannical aura surging from his body, and a black aura appeared between his palms and fingers. He wanted to do it, but when he thought about what happened today, he forcibly endured it.

There are plenty of opportunities for revenge, but doing it on this occasion is tantamount to slapping Jiang Lan in the face and offending him.

Ling Zhuyun was not surprised by this, and ignored it, and took a group of female disciples from the Yaochi Sect behind her, and found a place to sit down.

"It's really hidden dragons and crouching tigers here today. Many famous young talents of the Great Xia Dynasty have appeared..."

Ye Ming also sat down beside him, feeling secretly in his heart.

He has come from a small place, step by step to where he is today, and he is more or less proud to sit on the same stage with these arrogant figures who are destined to stand on the top of the land of Kyushu in the future.

If he stood on the same starting line as these young arrogances, he might have been able to overlook them by now.

"Today's tea making meeting, to meet friends with tea, why should you be so hostile, but if you want to prove it, I have prepared a martial arts arena here for you to exchange ideas."

At this time, a chuckle came from not far away.

A noble young man in white clothes and wide sleeves came, surrounded by everyone, his figure was thin and slightly tall, accompanied by two stunning beauties, his appearance was graceful, both clear and charming, each with its own merits.

"Young Master Jiang..."

Seeing Jiang Lan's arrival, all the young people here stood up and cupped their hands slightly.

Li Daoyi, Luo Ying and the others are even called sons, and their attitudes are very respectful.

Ling Zhuyun's eyes moved slightly, and landed on Chu Chan who was beside Jiang Lan, paused for a moment, and then retracted them.

"You are welcome."

"Because of something, it was delayed for a while."

"I kept you waiting for a long time."

Jiang Lan nodded slightly, sat down on the main seat, and then ordered people to start making tea. Since it was a tea making meeting, tea is naturally indispensable.

At this moment, there are a group of young people, and they are very surprised.

In fact, there are not many people who have met Jiang Lan. Many people subconsciously think that he has the appearance of lustful eyes and drunkenness, but when they saw him today, everyone was very surprised.

Whether it is speech or behavior, there is a refined air.

His demeanor is outstanding, although he is accompanied by a beautiful woman, he does not show any vulgarity, on the contrary, he gives people a sense of gentlemanly elegance and fairy appearance.

Even Li Daoyi, who is the true heir of the Taiyi Sect, does not have that natural and casual demeanor. Standing behind him, he would even be subconsciously ignored.

This made many people feel emotional and a kind of envy.

This is the real No. [-] dignitary, born with a lofty status enough to allow him to easily overlook the world even if he doesn't have any cultivation.

However, more of the younger generation noticed a middle-aged man with no white beard behind Jiang Lan, felt the boundless, vast aura like the deep sea on his body, and couldn't help being shocked in their hearts. Unbelievable.

Seven realms exist!

This is obviously a powerful master who has stepped into the realm of Faxiang.

At this level, it is a breeze to destroy a city with the palm of your hand.

Such a terrifying existence actually stayed behind Jiang Lan's every step to protect his safety.

Han Yiming, Fairy Miaoyin, Zhenchuan of Tianyao Temple and others all had their eyes trembling slightly, and then calmly suppressed the abnormalities on their faces.

Only Li Daoyi and the others looked completely unsurprising. As far as Jiang Lan was concerned, it was not surprising at all to have such protection.

Otherwise, why is it called power over the sky.

"This Chu Chan is really lucky, why..."

Among the disciples of the Yao Chi Sect, Chen Ning clenched her fists tightly, staring at Chu Chan beside Jiang Lan, her annoyance and regret became more and more intense.

On such an occasion, Jiang Lan let Chu Chan accompany him, in a way, it was a great favor for her.

Jiang Lan remained calm, but he had seen all the changes in everyone's expressions.

He intends to create momentum, attracting everyone's attention to Zixia Zhenjun's good fortune inheritance.

This tea making conference has long been in his plan.

In addition, the most important thing is another thing. The vision caused by him on the Scarlet Plateau that day has attracted the attention of many forces in Daxia, and even Tiansi is also investigating carefully.

At that time, he had no self-cultivation, no matter how cautious he was, there would definitely be some traces left behind, which would be scrutinized and guessed by those who cared about him.

Although he was not worried that Li Mengning would reveal that he had been to the Scarlet Plateau, he was also not worried that Song Youwei, a pawn left behind at that time, would expose his identity.

But the other person, Ye Ming, is not sure.

Especially Ye Ming had seen Li Mengning with his own eyes, and met Li Mengning in Zuixianju that day, and then fled in a hurry.

All these performances already showed that Ye Ming had guessed his identity.

So now Jiang Lan urgently needs a substitute to cover up the traces he left on the Scarlet Plateau that day, and the best candidate is naturally Ye Ming, the son of luck.

The inheritance of the Blood Immortal Sect is of great importance and deeply involved.

It sounds good to say that it is feared by the world, but it sounds bad, but it is actually the public enemy of Kyushu.

If it was revealed that he had received the inheritance of the Blood Immortal Sect, if his parents wanted to protect him, they would have to make plans to become enemies of the orthodox forces in the entire Kyushu.

In the original plot, Ye Ming received the inheritance of the Blood Immortal Sect. For a long time, he was in a situation of being enemies all over the world, everyone screaming and beating, and hiding everywhere. where to go.

But Jiang Lan was different. He had to think clearly about the consequences of this layer, and he also needed to consider some ways of retreat in the future.

He personally asked Chu Chan to send the invitation letter to Ling Zhuyun, and with the friendship between Ye Ming and Ling Zhuyun, he would certainly not feel at ease and came together.

"Thank you all for giving Jiang some thin noodles today, and attending this tea making conference together."

"To show my sincerity, I ordered people to prepare Bihu Longqing, Tianyuncui, Wenxin Ancient Tea, Millennium Lightning Strike Muxin Tea... for you to choose from."

After returning to her thoughts, Jiang Lan glanced at all the young people here one by one, and said.

Every kind of tea is very famous, and the price is extremely high. In order to show that he attaches great importance to this tea making conference, Jiang Lan has spent some thought.

Of course, he did this only to let everyone think that he is bound to gain the inheritance of Zhenjun Zixia's good fortune.

Hearing these words, many younger generations were moved in their hearts.

There is no doubt that these teas are hard-to-find treasures. They thought that Jiang Lan was just holding a tea-making conference for fun.

But now it seems that he really cares about Zixia Zhenjun Dongfu who will be born?
"Could it be that he got some wind? Knowing that there are rare treasures in Zixia Zhenjun's cave?"

"Based on the temperament of the second generation ancestor, I'm afraid it's really because of this reason. The original intention of this tea-making conference is probably to let us quit in spite of difficulties?"

Many people guessed in their hearts.

It's just that no one has said anything now. Naturally, it is impossible to openly confront Jiang Lan on this occasion.

Soon, in the Star Picking Terrace, the fragrance of tea filled the air. It was rich and long-lasting, and the fragrance was pleasant. It made people suddenly open up. The pores seemed to be stretched.

The transpiration of vision can be seen faintly, and even the clang and collision sound of weapons can be heard. Illuminated by the golden rays of light, phantom shadows such as ancient clocks, small towers, and long swords flash past in mid-air, making clang clang sounds , extraordinary.

This is the vision of spirit tea. The effect of spirit tea is no worse than medicine pill.

Sometimes the birth of some spiritual teas even needs to go through the baptism of thunder disaster. Of course, that is an ancient record and legend.

When the Heavenly Calamity disappears, only the existence of the Eighth Realm Tribulation Bridge Realm is qualified to witness it.

Not to mention ordinary people, even those arrogant evildoers can't arouse the catastrophe when they break through.

The several tea masters who make tea are all masters of this way, who have been immersed for many years and have exquisite craftsmanship.

In their hands, the process of making tea contains Tao rhyme, and the collision and intersection of tea and tea leaves is more like the interpretation of Taoism.

Many young people here have never seen this scene before, and they couldn't help being immersed in it while being surprised.

As a group of beautiful maids came forward and delivered the tea one by one, no matter how thoughtful the younger generation was before, they all tasted it attentively at this moment.

"It's really good tea, Mr. Jiang is really generous."

"Young Master Jiang invited me to come here today. In addition to the tea making meeting, he also said to discuss the inheritance of the Zixia Zhenjun Cave Mansion. I wonder what Young Master Jiang's plan is?"

Fairy Miaoyin lifted the veil with one hand, her bright red lips seemed to be smiling, she held the spirit tea lightly with the other hand, took a sip, and praised.

At the same time, she didn't forget the business, knowing Jiang Lan's intention, but mentioned it again in public, obviously to show her favor and let him take the initiative to ask for it.

The rest of the younger generation secretly glanced at her when they heard the words, not knowing what she meant.

"In Zhenjun Zixia's cave, there is a strange thing that is of great use to me, so I am sure to get it." Jiang Lan seemed to have a slightly surprised look at her, then smiled, and said seriously, "So this time The tea making meeting is also to let everyone give me face and give up the good fortune."

"For this, Jiang has his own thanks."

As soon as he said this, there was a moment of silence on the Star Picking Stage, and even Ling Zhuyun, who was sipping tea, looked at him unexpectedly.

Although the younger generation had already guessed, they never expected that Jiang Lan would say it so bluntly.

This is really random and unscrupulous. With these teas, do you want everyone to give up their good fortune?

Great supernatural beings like Zhenjun Zixia from the ancient times had at least the eighth realm, or even the ninth realm or above, so how could their good fortune be simple?
If it wasn't for Zixia Mountain being in Daxia territory, or if it was outside, I'm afraid that the other forces and orthodoxy of the Kyushu land would also go to fight for it.

No matter how amazing the power of the Xiangguo Mansion is, it is definitely not the ruler of Kyushu. Even the Great Xia Dynasty does not have the tone and qualifications to let the rest of the immortal sect forces pass on the inheritance of good fortune.

Of course, although I thought so in my heart, among the younger generation, none of them took the initiative to speak out, and they all drank tea in silence.

"Mr. Jiang's heavy thanks, what is it?"

Fairy Miaoyin, on the other hand, didn't seem to have much interest in Zixia Zhenjun's inheritance and good fortune. Meimou looked at Jiang Lan with interest and asked.

"Exotic treasures, scriptures on exercises, but if you want something, I will definitely be satisfied." Jiang Lan said.

Fairy Miaoyin smiled and said, "It seems that there is something useful to Mr. Jiang in the fortune left by Zhenjun Zixia. If this is the case, the concubine will give Mr. Jiang this favor and will not interfere with the fortune."

As soon as she said this, many people were surprised.

But if you think about it carefully, Goddess Palace's actions have always been treacherous and unpredictable, and its thoughts and thoughts are beyond the guesswork of others.

When Jiang Lan heard this, he wondered if this guy had come to make trouble for him, but his face was still the same, he nodded slightly and smiled, "If that's the case, then I owe Miss Miaoyin a favor."

"Don't forget the favor Mr. Jiang promised." Fairy Miaoyin still smiled.

"Fate is made by chance, and the virtuous live there. Does he really think that with the power of the Prime Minister's Mansion, people can retreat from difficulties and hand over good fortune?"

Xia Jie narrowed his eyes, vaguely guessing Jiang Lan's thoughts in his heart, and then smiled contemptuously.

Not to mention others, even him, who wants to fight for this good fortune at this moment.

After Fairy Miaoyin made her statement, the rest of the younger generation seemed to fall into silence tacitly, without responding, neither saying they wanted to fight, nor said they wanted to give up.

Ye Ming had been drinking tea in silence, and after learning of Jiang Lan's intentions, he also relaxed in his heart.

But is there really something important to Jiang Lan in Zixia Zhenjun's inheritance?

He planned to ask the old ghost after he went back, but the inheritance that could be remembered by the old ghost would definitely not be easy.

Therefore, he naturally wants to fight.

"I don't know the identity of this brother next to the holy lady Ling Zhuyun? It seems to be a new face."

But just as Ye Ming was thinking, Jiang Lan's voice suddenly sounded from the main seat, and his eyes followed, as if he was sizing him up.

And all the younger generation, when they heard this, they all looked over in unison.

In fact, just now, many people were curious about the identity of this strange man beside Ling Zhuyun. To be able to walk with him is at least a friend status, and it is impossible for him to be a follower.

And as the quasi-saint of Yaochi Sect, Ling Zhuyun has no male followers.

Ye Ming was slightly taken aback. He didn't expect Jiang Lan to suddenly look at him by name at this time and ask him about his background.

Ling Zhuyun was also a little surprised at the moment, and replied as usual, "Back to Mr. Jiang..."

"I met Mr. Jiang in Yeling."

But when she was about to explain, Ye Ming suddenly interrupted, "I'm just a casual cultivator. I come from the remote Dayan Kingdom. For some reason, I have some friendship with the Saintess of Zhuyun, so I learned that the cooking After the tea meeting, I asked her to bring me along, come here to see the world, and drink a cup of tea."

"I hope Mr. Jiang will not be offended."

Ye Ling?

A group of younger generations recalled this name in their minds, but they didn't have any impression. It was either an unknown person or a pseudonym.

And Dayan Kingdom is just a remote and small country, and with their identities, they don't care much about remembering it.

What Ling Zhuyun wanted to say was also taken back at this time. Since Ye Ming explained it, she naturally didn't need to say anything more.

Jiang Lan said with great interest, "Come from Dayan Kingdom? Brother, you came from a long way, but why do I see your face, it seems a little familiar, as if I have seen it somewhere."

"The following are just the faces of the public. There are too many people who are similar to me in the crowd. Maybe Young Master Jiang remembered it wrong."

Ye Ming was taken aback for a moment, but then his heart froze, and he hurriedly explained with a smile.

"wrong."

Jiang Lan shook his head at this moment, then stood up, looked at him and said, "The person who assassinated me in Zuixianju that day seems to be the face of Xiongtai."

As soon as he said these words, the Star Picking Stage suddenly became dead silent, and a needle could be heard.

Then Li Daoyi, Luo Ying and many other younger generations came to their senses and stood up together, staring at Ye Ming with hostility and murderous intent in their eyes.

Mr. Chu, behind Jiang Lan, narrowed his eyes slightly, and seemed to look over, and the majestic and terrifying coercion instantly crushed and fell.

Ye Ming's back turned cold, his complexion also changed, and he couldn't move for a moment.

He didn't know how Jiang Lan could see it, but his face now was completely different from the face he had in Zuixianju that day, and there was no resemblance at all.

When Jiang Lan said this, it was expected that no one would see the appearance of the assassin that day, so it was the same anyway, no one knew what the assassin looked like anyway.

On the Star Reaching Stage, there was a dead silence and depression.

Many young people looked at Ye Ming in astonishment and shock, a little unbelievable.

Ling Zhuyun's complexion also changed slightly under the veil. She is one of the few people here who knows the real situation that day, and she also knows that Ye Ming is indeed the assassin who assassinated Jiang Lan that day.

But with Ye Ming's prudence, it is impossible to show his true face to others. The current appearance is also a disguise.

It is impossible for Jiang Lan to know that Ye Ming is the assassin. In other words, the biggest possibility is that he is "splashing dirty water".

"Mr. Jiang was joking. Brother Ye has an open and upright personality. How could he do something to assassinate others? Moreover, Brother Ye was with me that day and he hadn't come to Anyang City yet. How could he assassinate Mr. Jiang... "

"Besides, Brother Ye has offended a lot of opponents because of his background as a casual cultivator. He has been changing his appearance all the time while walking outside, and his appearance is not the real one now..." Ling Zhuyun said calmly.

When she said this, many people came to their senses. Anyway, no one has seen the real face of the assassin, and Jiang Lan can identify anyone at will.

It's impossible for the assassin to be so stupid. When he assassinated, he would still show his true face.

"Since the Bamboo Rhyme Saintess protects this brother so much, then I must have misread it."

"The world is so big, there are so many people with similar faces. I was frightened at the time, and it is indeed possible to make a mistake."

Jiang Lan smiled indifferently, then sat back.

Ling Zhuyun defended Ye Ming in public and gave him a chance. With his character, if he lied like this, he would have to bear the corresponding consequences afterwards.

All the female disciples of Yaochi Sect breathed a sigh of relief at this moment.

Even they were frightened just now, how could the saintess be involved with the assassin who assassinated the son of Xiangguo's mansion.

On the contrary, Zhao Dieyi had known Jiang Lan before, and seeing him sizing up Ling Zhuyun at this moment, he snorted coldly in his heart, thinking that he said that on purpose just now, and he must have seen the beauty of the saint in his heart, so he was making up his mind.

Ye Ming also had a false alarm, broke out in a lot of cold sweat, and then gave Ling Zhuyun a grateful look.

If Jiang Lan ignored everything and insisted on letting him attack him, then he might be really dangerous today.

But when it comes to that situation, he will definitely have no scruples about anything, and make Jiang Lan's hidden secrets public, and it will be a big deal.

"Thank you Mr. Jiang for understanding." Seeing that Jiang Lan gave her face, Ling Zhuyun breathed a sigh of relief, and bowed slightly.

"The assassin that day was extremely vicious and cruel. He was familiar with Lin Fan who assassinated me in Yuyi City that day. He must have come from the remnants of the Blood Immortal Sect."

"If you meet the Saintess of Zhuyun, you have to be more careful. Don't fall into the trick of the thief. If you get caught, things will be troublesome." Jiang Lan smiled and said sincerely with good intentions .

The remnants of the Blood Immortal Sect?

Hearing Jiang Lan's sudden mention of this matter, Ling Zhuyun was slightly taken aback.

She didn't expect Jiang Lan to regard Ye Ming that day as a remnant of the Blood Immortal Sect.

But now, the remnants of the Blood Immortal Sect outside Great Xia are indeed becoming more and more rampant, and many remote villages and cities have been bloodbathed and sacrificed.

Even in the territory of Great Xia, traces of the activities of the Blood Immortal Sect began to appear.

"Thank you Mr. Jiang for the reminder." She nodded in response.

Ye Ming's complexion was a little bad. I don't know whether Jiang Lan's words were intentional or unintentional.

Did he really see his identity just now, or did he deliberately use this to intimidate Ling Zhuyun?

……

Although there was such a small twists and turns, the tea making conference went on smoothly.

A group of younger generations arrived at the back, but they still did not respond, nor did they express their views.

Jiang Lan showed dissatisfaction on this face, but it seemed that it was because she knew that this matter was not going to work, so she didn't say anything more in the end.

Afterwards, the younger generation proposed to discuss and verify Taoism on the evolution stage to relieve the boring chat.

Compared with the previous silent response, this matter made the young talents quite active. For this reason, Jiang Lan also took out some prizes to show his sincerity as the host.

The younger generation competed with each other, so far, even the Netherworld Sect and the Yaochi Sect, which had always had a grudge, did not conflict.

After the tea-making ceremony, it was the hour of You, and many Tianjiao left one after another, and did not stay long.

Jiang Lan's real goal has also been achieved, and everyone seems to be enjoying themselves.

After the news came out that day, many monks flocked to the vicinity of Zixia Mountain, where they waited for the birth of Dongfu.

Even the son of Xiangguo's mansion cares so much about it, and the fortune that is bound to be won naturally shows its weight.

Su Qinghan, who drank a lot of tea at the tea-making meeting, felt that the Lingtai was empty, and had an epiphany, changed into a thin and hazy dress that night, and took the initiative to find Jiang Lan, asking him to help him practice.

Jiang Lan, who was in a good mood, naturally did not refuse her request.

Chu Chan, who was going to sleep in bed, could only go to the side hall to rest.

But when it is ugly, everything is silent.

In the hall, on a futon, Chu Chan, who had been practicing quietly, suddenly noticed something abnormal.

She was sitting cross-legged here, with a piece of broken weapon in her white as jade palm.

At this moment, she was rubbing the fragment of the weapon, feeling extremely surprised. It has been three days since she got the fragment of the mysterious weapon.

Relying on the palpitations at that time, she bought it on the pavement.

But in the next few days, no matter how she probed, it was difficult to detect any abnormalities. It seemed to be just a piece of ordinary weapon fragments.

Apart from the extremely strong texture, there seems to be no special place.

But until just now, when she finished her practice, she suddenly found a strange cold feeling coming from it.

It was heavy and thick, but also contained a touch of ice-coldness, and the blurry lines that were originally blurred now became clear, as if there were ancient creatures whispering in her ears.

"Is it possible that a special timing is needed?"

"It's still because of the need to warm up with mana..."

Chu Chan kept trying, her beautiful eyes were full of astonishment and surprise.

With the continuous influx of her magic power, strands of strange divine patterns began to appear on that dark weapon fragment, continuously emitting blazing light.

And those divine lines seemed to be alive, gathering towards her palm, the golden light was brilliant and dazzling, as if they wanted to blend into her limbs and bones.

Faintly, she heard some ancient voice in her ears, like chanting scriptures, and also like some kind of painful wailing, the two were mixed and entangled, and became indistinct.

Then, under the concentration of her mind, she was able to understand these strange divine lines, like an ancient and profound scripture, as if an ancient figure was explaining the essentials of the great scriptures to her.

It also seemed that the existence of two invisible figures was fighting there.

These lines, like tiny snakes, kept climbing, along her palm, and gradually spread to her whole body.

Upon closer inspection, it gives people a strange sense of palpitations like an abyss.

This process did not last long.

Chu Chan's breathing became faster and her eyes became more and more intense.

In the end, the strange lines continued to gather and interweave, and finally disappeared in her palm.

When Chu Chan looked again, the broken piece of the weapon had disappeared and seemed to be turned into a pile of ashes.

All the strange lines on her body also disappeared, as if everything just now was a dream.

Chu Chan sorted out her thoughts and recalled the details just now, her eyes were full of light.

"This turned out to be a fragment of the ancient Tianzun Beiming's weapon..."

"To be precise, it should be his weapon fragment. After being broken, it has been hidden in the body of a powerful opponent. It is difficult to take it out. It was not revealed until the opponent died."

"The divinity and ferocious power in it have been worn away, and instead turned into a back-to-basics mark of the Dao seal."

Chu Chan was very surprised, but also had a kind of unexpected joy.

Who would have imagined that such an unattractive piece of weaponry would actually be a strange object that contained a Dao seal trace of the ancient Tianzun Beiming.

"Although it's just a trace of the Dao Seal, it contains some will of the ancient Tianzun Beiming at that time..."

"Not only that, but also some vague memories of Taoism."

Chu Chan suppressed the excitement in her heart, and had to say that her luck was really good at that time.

Although she couldn't know what level of existence the Ancient Heavenly Venerable Beiming would be in its heyday, she could get a glimpse of it from the scene reflected in the trace of the Dao Seal.

"Somewhere, there really is cause and effect. There seems to be some connection between the Chen family of Beiming behind Chen Ning and the ancient Tianzun of Beiming..."

"I have obtained the Dao Seal God Mark of the Ancient Heavenly Venerable Beiming, which is equivalent to becoming his successor."

"If he has left an inheritance, it's suitable for me to use."

Chu Chan's mood gradually calmed down. She originally wanted to take advantage of the birth of Zhenjun Zixia's cave to get rid of Chen Ning in order to avenge her bullying, but now she changed her mind.

(End of this chapter)