"You are only 30 years old now, and you have such extraordinary chess power that you have forced me to such a dangerous situation. You are worthy of being an outstanding descendant of the Lin family." The old man with white beard sighed deeply and looked at the young man in front of him. His eyes were filled with the happy color of the young man. But in the depths of the old man's eyes, there seems to be a trace of fear of young people.

Jingchun mountain is famous in China Sea for its quiet location, green mountains and waters, and eight beautiful sceneries. It is a famous resort for leisure and summer vacation in China shipping.

We can build a luxury villa on Jingchun mountain, which can occupy half of the secluded scenery of Jingchun mountain. It can be seen that the master of this villa has what terrible and powerful force in China seas.

The older generation of Chinese know that the villa on Jingchun mountain belongs to the Hua family. It is a real big family that has been handed down for hundreds of years. He is one of the most invincible families in China.

"Zanglong villa!"

The young man, who plays chess with the old man, rises from his seat and reads the name of the plaque of zanglong mountain villa. He seems to say intentionally or unintentionally, "grandfather Hua named this mountain villa zanglong. Does it not mean that the real dragon is dormant here, waiting for the real dragon to come out of the abyss and soar for nine days?"

The old man, who is cleaning up the pieces on the table, can't help but give a little slap on his hand when he hears the words, but he quickly covers up the unnaturalness and says to the young man with a smile:

"It's just a random name. Don't worry about it, nephew Tianrui. Come and accompany me to the next set. I seldom met my opponent on the chessboard before. Now playing chess with those of the same generation, they don't dare to let me play. "

The young man surnamed Lin smiles, takes his seat, and then takes the black lead.

Beside the old man and the young man stood a woman with a gentle face and temperament.

This woman's age is about in her early 30s, and her appearance is of the highest level.

It seems that time has not left any trace on this woman's face. She is wearing a black silk Qipao, with a concave and convex figure, and a string of Buddhist beads on her wrist. The woman stood beside the young and the old, making tea for the old and the young. If you see the tea ceremony, you must clap your hands.

"Aunt Rong, your tea ceremony is more and more perfect. I'm afraid that the famous old tea masters in Beijing may not be as powerful as aunt Rong's tea ceremony."

The young man took the tea cup, tasted it carefully, and said with deep admiration.

"Tianrui, if you want to drink, come to Jingchun mountain several times. Aunt Rong will soak you every time."

Although the woman looks only a few years older than the young man, she calls herself the elder in front of the young man and says with a gentle smile.

If anyone from China Seas saw this scene of a woman, he would be stunned. This woman is known as the queen of Zhonghai Xiuxian world, and Cheng Lingrong, who has countless Zhonghai bigwigs bowing down, even laughs at people? Isn't Cheng Lingrong the cold faced God of death?

"If we talk about China from generation to generation. In this generation, you and the little girl of the Xu family are the best. In the previous generation, Luo Lihong, you Ying, Xu Zhen and Ling Rong were the leaders. "

While playing chess, the white haired old man casually commented on today's world of cultivating immortals.

If the people in the world of cultivating immortals were there, they would swear at the old man with white hair. It's just a weak woman. What's the qualification to juxtapose with Luo Lihong, you Ying, Xu Zhen and other strong people who are the top of the list? Looking at Cheng Lingrong's delicate appearance, he is in his thirties. I'm afraid he hasn't even reached the realm of cultivating immortals.

However, the young man surnamed Lin nodded in agreement.

"Luo Lihong has been sitting on the ice for ten years, creating a unique art of cultivating immortals. You yingyijian juechen, in the enemy killed four. Xu Zhen made great progress and dominated the world. They are all the seeds of those who cultivate immortals in fairyland. I'm just a weak woman. What qualifications do I have to stand side by side with the three strong ones? "

Cheng Lingrong said with a smile.

"Ha ha, aunt Rong, don't refuse. Even my ancestors have said that in the past 30 years. There are only four of you who can come into the family and master the old man's Dharma. And in terms of the potential of cultivating immortals, the family is more optimistic about Aunt Rong. She will enter the fairyland first. "

Lin Tianrui laughs.

"Oh, even Junhua Gong said it? It's a great honor for Lingrong. "

Lin Tianrui's words, not to mention Cheng Lingrong, even the old man with white hair can not help but be moved.

"But there was a mistake made by grandfather Hua. The most outstanding cultivators of this generation are not Lin Tianrui, or Xu Qiuming, the little girl of the Xu family. "

Lin Tianrui said to the old man with white hair.

"Oh? Who else would it be? " The old man, surnamed Hua, could not help frowning.

"It's natural that in today's world, standing above all living beings, the forum of immortals practitioners specially reopens the list of immortals. Ye mietian!" Lin Tianrui said with a smile.

"Ye Mie Tian!"

As soon as the name "Ye Mie Tian" came out, the air in the whole zanglong villa seemed to be still.

Whether it's the old man with white hair or Cheng Lingrong, his pupils shrink.

After a long time, the old man slowly shook his head and said:

"Ye mietian is so strong that... I have even forgotten that ye mietian is only 20 years old. Even my grandson is bigger than ye mietian. Such a young boy can be famous in the world of immortals, and the whole world will bow to him. It's terrifying and frightening. Many people even wonder if ye mietian was born as an immortal, or some great immortal

"Yes, ye mietian's power is just unreasonable. And ye mietian's apprenticeship is mysterious. Maybe Ye Mie is the descendant of an old monster or his reincarnation. "

Cheng Lingrong also frowned.

"The ancestors of my family all know this immortal cultivator in fairyland. But there is no one that can be similar to ye mietian. I'm afraid ye mietian really has a big secret. "

Lin Tianrui's eyes also narrowed, and congealed to the heavy road.

"One hundred years ago, I was born junhuagong in China. Sixty years ago, I was born dragon god. Now, there are more leaves to kill the sky. I don't know whether Huaxia is lucky or unfortunate. "

The old man with white hair shook his head with a bitter smile.