All the way to the fairy

Liu Suiyun said confidently: "Mr. Hui, there is no problem, it depends on your husband's ability!"

Now with Yuchi Wushuang's hole card, Liu Suiyun's confidence has greatly increased. He feels that if he joins forces with Yuchi Wushuang, and with Jin'er's assistance, he can overthrow the newly promoted Yuanying monk. For a senior Nascent Soul early stage monk like Chu Nanhua, he has the confidence to win in one battle.

On the other hand, Shen Yaqin stuck out her tongue playfully, and then frightened Liu Suiyun: "You, just concentrate on taking care of Hui Jun and Xiao Que'er. If there is any mistake between them, I will turn around and spank your ass!"

Liu Suiyun didn't expect her mistress to have such a ghostly side, but when she thought about it carefully, she felt that it was extremely normal. It's no wonder that the Jade Sword Witch back then had such a temper!

She smiled and replied: "Even if the teacher is willing to take off the student's pants and spank, Hui Jun and Que'er are also reluctant!"

"I won't mess with you anymore, I'm going to cross the catastrophe soon!" Shen Yaqin originally wanted to say a few more words to Liu Suiyun, but she knew that the catastrophe of her own soul was coming, and now she had to hurry up to cross the catastrophe Only then: "When my wife becomes a Yuanshen monk, I guarantee that you will be popular and hot, and bully men and women everywhere. If anyone dares to provoke you, my wife will wipe them down when she turns around!"

Shen Yaqin is not as solemn as usual, but she can talk and laugh freely under the catastrophe of the primordial spirit. Liu Suiyun can feel the joy in Shen Yaqin's heart, maybe it is happiness, even if the catastrophe is coming soon!

It's just that although Liu Suiyun wanted this moment to last forever, he soon felt the power of the catastrophe hidden in the air, and there was a feeling that he would tear him into pieces: "The catastrophe is coming! !"

Now there is no Golden Core cultivator around Shen Yaqin who dares to take shelter, the dangerous aura even makes them unable to move at all, and Liu Suiyun has to take Guo Huijun and Xiao Que'er back several miles away, and still feel a kind of thunderous force. Watching them continue to retreat, but seeing Shen Yaqin making grimaces and greeting them with the Fenjing sword, she couldn't help feeling dumbfounded, but Xiao Que'er jumped three feet high: "Master, Master, my brother and I Here, here!"

Perhaps Shen Yaqin, who was under the catastrophe, was the true temperament of the Jade Sword Witch back then?

Only when Liu Suiyun made a move, was it raining and raining again, thunder roaring endlessly, and the dangerous aura in the air seemed to be detonated at any moment, forcing him to retreat for more than a mile, and then he stood firm, but saw Shen Yaqin's head was already covered with dark clouds, and the electric current flickered, and she couldn't help but gasped: "What a powerful thunder calamity!"

The catastrophe of the great alchemy that I have experienced, and the catastrophe of the soul that Shen Yaqin is going to go through now seem to be a side dish, but Shen Yaqin doesn't seem to care. From time to time, he gestured to Liu Suiyun, showing a kind of youthful vitality that Liu Suiyun had never seen before.

When Liu Suiyun was still thinking about something, there was already a roar in the air, and a tribulation thunder had already landed. Although it was several miles away, Liu Suiyun could still feel the incomparable power of this tribulation thunder , even though it was so far apart, Liu Suiyun felt like his mind was torn apart.

This is just the first tribulation thunder.

Chonghua Peak.

Chu Nanhua used to think that he was a talented person in the entire sky world, destined to be the son of destiny who would become a body and return to the void, but what happened last night dealt a fatal blow to his confidence.

He and everyone who came to the door repeatedly explained the fact: "I am a Nascent Soul cultivator, a second-rank Great Dan, and the Primordial Spirit is just around the corner, and the Primordial Spirit is just around the corner! If you follow me, you must have infinite light." future!"

As for the details that these Chonghua Peak disciples are most concerned about, such as the issue of remuneration, Chu Nanhua seldom talked about it. He felt that he should be the Son of Destiny. Such a result would naturally be fatal, although many people still hesitated. , but there are very few people who definitely stay in Chonghua Peak, and it is possible that even the basic operation of this Yuanying Peak will become a problem.

Now in the cave, he is the only one, even Fang Mingyue was kicked out by him, this time Chu Nanhua was thinking about whether he should drink some jars of spirits, but he kept talking to himself: " Shen Yaqin, you will definitely regret it, I am the real son of destiny, and the return to the void is just around the corner, even the Mahayana realm, and it won't be too far away!"

Although he kept telling himself this truth, there was a voice in his heart telling him that without Shen Yaqin's help, maybe he would not be able to break through even the late Nascent Soul in his life, but he never believed in the fact that this might happen.

"Shen Yaqin, come back, come back..." He said softly, "I forgive your petty temper and tolerate your petty shortcomings, huh?"

As Shen Yaqin's most familiar stranger, although Chu Nanhua has countless shortcomings, he is still a Nascent Soul cultivator, and he is still a second-rank alchemy, and he has a real spiritual treasure in his hand. At this moment, he keenly discovered that what.

"What a powerful catastrophe!"

Chu Nanhua already felt that an unparalleled and unprecedented catastrophe was about to come to Chonghua Peak. The intensity of this catastrophe far exceeded every catastrophe that Chu Nanhua had experienced before, and he could feel it

"Okay, okay!" Chu Nanhua had already clapped his hands and cheered: "That stinky bitch is going to go through the catastrophe! Hahaha, what a terrible catastrophe, it's too strong, it's great!"

He almost rolled on the ground and cheered the arrival of this catastrophe. He could already feel that the object of the catastrophe was none other than Shen Yaqin: "Be stronger, be more violent, and we must kill that stinky and unjust man!" The mother-in-law was blasted to pieces, her body was smashed to pieces, hahaha... so good, so good!"

It's just that Chu Nanhua soon felt that he couldn't continue to sit and wait like this: "Smelly woman, since you are unrighteous, don't blame me for being unkind!"

He regained his infinite fighting spirit.

In addition to Chu Nanhua, there are also many strong people in the entire Donghua land who can feel the coming of this catastrophe.

Hongjie Zhenjun is an old man, a real old man, often unable to handle daily affairs, but when this aura of catastrophe appeared, he seemed to have regained his infinite vitality, and shouted loudly towards the outside : "Wang Wuwen, Wang Wuwen!"

"Old Ancestor, what are your orders?" Wang Wuwen, as Zhenjun Hongjie's secretary, naturally served by Zhenjun Hongjie's side at any time, and he rarely had personal leisure time: "What orders do you have? "

"Bring wine! Bring good wine!" Hongjie Zhenjun replied without hesitation: "Bring some good wine, and then some food and drink!"

"Patriarch, your body is not suitable for drinking so much. Those immortal doctors have explained it, it is best not to drink!"

Zhenjun Hongjie laughed loudly: "I have something to do today, so bring a few jars over and have a drink with me!"

Upon hearing the saying "Have a drink with me", Wang Wuwen couldn't persuade Zhenjun Hongjie, even though Zhenjun Hongjie was dying of old age, but no one could persuade him when he became stubborn: "Old ancestor, Wang Wu Wen is going to bring a few jars of good wine right away, and Liu Suiyun just sent a few jars of good wine brewed by Fang Mingyue himself, it has a lot of stamina, let's drink it to our heart's content!"

Wang Wuwen knew when to dissuade Zhenjun Hongjie, and when to drink a few glasses with Zhenjun Hongjie, so he directly opened two jars of wine, first dedicated to Zhenjun Hongjie, and kept the other jar for himself , and didn’t need a big bowl or a small cup, so he rolled up his sleeves and took a big sip from the jar, but asked, “Old Ancestor, don’t you know what to be happy about today?”

The future of the recording room is closely related to the big monk, so Wang Wuwen is also very concerned about it. Zhenjun Hongjie laughed: "A good thing, of course it is a big good thing. Do you know what is worth going crazy when you are old?"

Wang Wuwen hesitated for a moment: "Wu Wen take a guess, based on my experience back then, there is only one possibility to make you so happy."

"What kind of experience?" Zhenjun Hongjie was very happy today, and immediately asked Wang Wuwen.

"Old Ancestor, when my family was in decline, I used to be a helper for others. I was a boy and helped others buy antique furniture from the previous dynasty. Although there were many people who came, the real buyers were only three types. People are just people, and there are only three ways.”

"Antique furniture from the previous dynasty, what are the three types of people, and what are the three methods?" Zhenjun Hongjie was in a good mood: "Let's hear it!"

"The first type is the rich, nouveau riche, country rich man, and poor official. When they come to the store, I will talk with them about piano, chess, poetry, tea ceremony, painting, four books and five classics, and so on. Da Ya Xiao Ya, Shi Jing Shang Shu, only talk about elegance."

"It's very interesting, but who is the second type of person?"

"The second type is the sour literati who come from a family of poetry and books. I talk to them about money, spending a lot of money, local tyrants, spending money like water, royal extravagance, and dynasty wealth, but I just don't talk about character!"

"Wonderful!" True Monarch Hongjie felt that what Wang Wuwen said was right: "Sure enough, he has two hands! It really is the right way, so who is the third type of person?"

"The third kind of people are often the sons of aristocratic families, or those who are talented in the day, who speak elegantly, learn all over the world, have a lot of money, achieve success and fame, and are truly rich and powerful."

"Then what did you talk to them about?"

Wang Wuwen said with a smile: "Talk about health preservation, how to prolong life, talk about children, how to make children become dragons and phoenixes, talk about career, how to reach a few more peaks, all in all, it's all about the future!"

"Hahaha..." Hongjie Zhenjun immediately opened a jar of fine wine, held it up casually, and drank the jar of fine wine completely: "Well said, well said, like the old man who has achieved fame and glory, except for the two in the future Words, what else is there to worry about!"

Wang Wuwen took the opportunity to ask: "Old Ancestor! What kind of a happy event!"

"After drinking this jar of wine, I'm going out of the mountain!" Zhenjun Hongjie laughed and said, "This old bone has to move around, and run to protect Shen Yaqin for a while, and we can come out of Shenxiao Mountain again." A Primordial Spirit cultivator!"

For Zhenjun Hongjie, the future is the only thing he cares about. He threw the wine jar to the ground and smashed it to pieces, but what really made a splash was his determination: "Even if it means losing a hundred years of life, I will still be my god for us!" Xiaoshan spells out a future!"