Chapter 1227

Soon.

Under the leadership of the leader of the Qingmu Pavilion, the people were arranged in the Qingmu Pavilion, and the leader of the Qingmu Pavilion naturally wanted to wash the dust for the leader of the heaven holding courtyard.

Lingguo xianniang talks loudly.

Ye Xuan and his party were warmly entertained, while the Lord of the heaven holding courtyard and the Lord of the green wood Pavilion were drinking and making the whole green wood pavilion very lively.

"I've always heard that there are twelve spiritual sons in the hall of all souls. I'm sure there are four spiritual sons here?" The green wood Pavilion master smiled.

"Li Zhiwei has seen Aoki."

"Nangong Xianer has seen Aoki."

"Lin daosan has seen Aoki."

"The demon moon night has seen master Aoki."

The four of Ye Xuan were saluted in turn.

"Know micro war body, dark yellow war body, Tao Yun war body, good, good!"

The leader of Qingmu Pavilion caressed his palm and said: "I've heard that all the twelve spirits in the hall of all souls are extraordinary. Are they all rare fighting bodies among hundreds of millions? Today, I'm recognized by the leader of our pavilion."

"Just this must be the ninth spirit son?"

The green wood Pavilion master's eyes narrowed slightly, and finally put his eyes on Ye Xuan. A deep color crossed from the bottom of his eyes.

"Let the Taoist brother laugh. The ninth Lingzi is just a demon moon war body. His cultivation has not yet entered the realm of creation. This time, he is entrusted by your religion and asked him to come for a long experience." The abbot of heaven was a little embarrassed.

After all, the three great spirits, Nangong Xianer and Lin daosan are all in the second realm of creation, while Li Zhiwei is already in the third realm of creation. Only the three of them have brought face to the Wanling temple.

But ye Xuan's cultivation of the ninth heavenly Saint King really made the elder holding the heaven a little embarrassed.

At the moment, everyone's eyes are focused on Ye Xuan. The ten figures of mending the sky teach Lingzi look coldly at each other, and some people are eager to try.

It is the so-called pinch of picking persimmons and picking soft. Among the four people of Ye Xuan, ye Xuan is obviously the weakest, and Wanling tiandian is in charge of the 10th yuan club. If they can surpass Ye Xuan, it will be a proud achievement to say it.

Now.

Ye Xuan frowned and said nothing. He could fully feel the contempt of the people and guess what they thought.

"I've always heard that there are countless secret methods in the hall of all souls, and I'm in charge of the 10th yuan club. Disciple Zhang Lin wants to ask the ninth Lingzi for advice. Please allow me."

Suddenly, a yew young man walked out. He first bowed to the Lord of Qingmu Pavilion and the Lord of the heaven holding courtyard, and then looked at Ye Xuan with a smile.

Provocation, naked provocation!

However, ye Xuan didn't say anything, and the head of the heaven holding courtyard frowned. If he didn't agree, he would look stingy.

"Xiao Jiu, then you can compete with him." The main road of the Executive Yuan.

"I inform you, master, I have been practicing a secret method recently. It's not suitable to compete with others for the time being. How about having three senior brothers and sisters compete with this Taoist friend?" Ye Xuan wandered out and bowed to the Lord of heaven, but unexpectedly refused the Lord's order.

Counsellor!

Ye Xuan was extremely humble, but in the eyes of the public, he was a counsellor. Obviously, he was afraid of the spirit son of the sky mending sect, which also made the leader of the heaven holding courtyard look cold, and there was a look of anger and disappointment at the bottom of his eyes.

"Since you want to ask for advice, why don't you let me compete with you?"

Lin daosan walked out and looked at this person faintly. Although he didn't bloom any breath, it was only his deep and weak eyes that changed the face of the spirit son of mending the sky.

"I've heard that brother Lin is the third spirit. How can I be the opponent of brother Lin? Let's stop the competition." With a stiff smile, Zhang Lin turned and returned to his seat.

This scene also made the master of the heaven holding courtyard look a little slower. Fortunately, Lin daosan found the venue, otherwise the face of the Wanling heaven hall must be lost today.

However, after this incident, ye Xuan was also labeled timid. The spirit son of mending the sky didn't pay attention to him anymore. Instead, he frequently toasted with Li Zhiwei from time to time, which meant making friends.

Follow the trend, climb the dragon and follow the Phoenix.

This has always been the bad root of people. Even these spiritual sons of mending the sky are no exception, and ye Xuan tasted the wine in the glass lightly and showed great peace from beginning to end.

But he could feel that although the leader of Qingmu Pavilion had been talking with the leader of the heaven holding courtyard, his eyes fell on him from time to time, obviously paying great attention to him.

If ye Xuan guessed correctly, the leader of Qingmu Pavilion observed him from time to time. Obviously, he had an inseparable relationship with Liu Baiyi.

"Brother Qingmu, this little nine ranks ninth among the Lingzi in the hall of all souls. I don't know why you want to invite him to this Tianjiao event?" The abbot of heaven asked his doubts.

The leader of Qingmu Pavilion smiled, glanced at Ye Xuan and said, "I've always heard that the combat power of the demon moon can double when the moon rises, so I always want to see it."

"I see." The abbot of heaven did not doubt him, as if he had accepted this explanation.

Soon.

The feast was successfully concluded, and ye Xuan and others were also arranged to stay in Qingmu Pavilion.

……

The lonely moon hangs high and the stars are all over the sky.

A ray of bright moonlight fell down, leaving the courtyard spotless. Ye Xuan stood in the center of the courtyard with his hands down, and a gust of breeze blew to make his hair ripple with the wind.

Look at the sky without speaking, and smell the earth without being surprised.

In the breeze, if ye Xuan is an ancient rock, he has a sense of calmness. He seems to be waiting for someone who will find him tonight.

"I always thought that among the twelve Lingzi, only the first Lingzi and Li Zhiwei were two characters, but today I found that Xiao Jiu you are the one who hides the most."

A beautiful shadow quietly appeared behind Ye Xuan. Isn't it Nangong Xianer or who?

Ye Xuan didn't move or look back. He looked up at the stars in the sky and was silent, as if he were thinking about something.

"But you really shocked me. Although wanpoison powder is extremely overbearing, I can't believe you can kill Ji Yin and Yang with one person." Nangong Xianer said to herself.

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Ye Xuan turned slowly, his face was calm, and looked at Nangong xian'er faintly.

"Don't understand?"

Nangong xian'er smiled coldly and said, "Ninth brother, maybe others don't know that you killed the four Lingzi, but you can't satisfy me."

Looking at Nangong xian'er, ye Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly and said, "what evidence do you have that I killed them?"

"Evidence?"

Nangong xian'er smiled and said, "Ninth brother, maybe you don't know. I know a little about alchemy. Although the formula of Wandu powder has been lost, I know that Huayuan lingcao is the main medicine for configuring Wandu powder."

"That time I sent you the 100000 year old Huayuan spirit grass in the medicine King's pavilion, which is the biggest evidence." Nangong Xianer road.

"Joke, but it's just a Zhuhua Yuanling grass. How can you think I killed them?" Ye Xuan said coldly.