My Master is Super Strong But Too Steady

In the sound of everyone's discussion, Ye Chen and his party had reached the top of the Meteorite Mountain, and the repulsive force disappeared.

The top of the Meteorite Mountain has a wide field of vision, and there are seven or eight tall and straight pines growing scattered. Under the pines, there are boulders with different postures lying there, and there is a mysterious Taoism everywhere.

Dozens of young men and women are sitting on the boulders in twos and threes. There is a low sapphire table in front of each of them. Each low table is placed with a pot, a cup and two fruit plates. The fruit is full of aura, and the aroma of wine mixed with fruit is diffused in the air.

Seeing Ye Chen and his party coming, everyone in the field was more or less surprised.

Especially Liu Xinghe and others from Xuantian Holy Land recognized Zi Menghan and Li Qingzhou, who had made a name for themselves in Xuantian Holy Land some time ago. After the two became famous, they went back to Qingyun Peak for diving. No one expected them. actually appeared here.

Similarly, Liu Xinghe and others also recognized Ye Chen.

Ye Chen appeared at the apprentice ceremony every year. Although he was very low-key, all the disciples in Xuantian Holy Land remembered such a person.

Ye Chen also appeared on the top of the Fallen Holy Mountain. Was it his own ability, or did the two disciples bring him up?

Liu Xinghe and the others all nodded towards Ye Chen and the others. Ye Chen did not avoid them on purpose, and took the three disciples to sit on the empty boulder near Liu Xinghe and the others.

"Tsk, my good sister, you really came up!" Zi Mengxi, the seventh princess of the Ziwei Dynasty, showed a look of surprise.

"I'm worried about Seventh Sister Lao." Zi Menghan responded lightly.

Hey, this is also the princess of the Ziwei Dynasty?

The two princesses of the Ziwei Dynasty seem to be a little bit out of touch?

There are many people on the top of the Meteorite Mountain who are surprised, and they have just learned about the origin of Zi Menghan.

Ting Fenglou Young Master Yun Qingying smiled and looked at Ye Chen and his party, and looked at Ye Chen more.

Tingfenglou is in the business of intelligence, collecting all kinds of intelligence.

Although Zi Menghan and Li Qingzhou didn't make many shots, Tingfenglou still collected some information and had some understanding of their methods and origins.

As for the little monk Fakong, not long after he entered the Eastern Wasteland, Tingfenglou already knew that he was an abandoned disciple of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.

On the other hand, Ye Chen, Tingfenglou only knew that this person was the peak owner of Qingyun Peak in Xuantian Holy Land, and did not find out more information.

Therefore, Yun Qingying was very curious about Ye Chen.

"Welcome to our new friends! Bojiu Lingguo, I hope that some friends will not refuse!" Wanjian Shengzi said with a smile, raised his hand and waved lightly. The four sapphire low tables full of jugs, wine glasses and Lingguo faced Ye Chen and the others. Slowly flew over and landed firmly in front of the four.

"Thank you!" Ye Chen responded with a smile.

As the saying goes, don't reach out and don't hit the smiling face, Ye Chen can't make a face with Wanjian Shengzi now.

The young monk Fakong poured a cup from the jug, put it to his mouth and drank it, smashed his mouth twice, and said, "The wine is still alive, but this dish is not good, how can anyone eat fruit and drink?"

Wanjian Shengzi's face froze slightly. He never thought that someone would pick on him in this regard.

"Presumptuous! Where did the wild monk come from? It's so arrogant!" A young man with sword energy slapped the table and glared at the young monk Fakong.

He is a follower of the Holy Son of Wanjian. At this time, when the young monk Fakong fell on the face of the Son of Wanjian in public, he couldn't help but say that he felt injustice for the Son of Wanjian.

Not only him, but the more than a dozen followers of the Son of Ten Thousand Swords were angry, wishing they could throw the young monk Fakong down the mountain now.

The little monk Fakong raised his eyebrows lightly, and said in a condescending manner: "Come on, the master hasn't spoken yet, what is the dog barking? The so-called Tianjiao gathering, don't say anything?"

Ye Chen watched with great interest. They came for the life-and-death battle between Li Qingzhou and Lin Yuqing. This Tianjiao gathering just happened to be a meeting. Anyway, he had no friendship with Wanjian Shengzi.

Let the young monk Fakong say what he wants to say.

The Son of Wanjian raised his hand to stop the follower, looked at the little monk Fakong, and said with a smile: "What the master said is reasonable, this is because I have not considered it carefully. Today's emphasis is on communication, so the master will go first. If there is a chance in the future, I will officially hold a banquet to apologize to everyone."

The little monk Fakong waved his hand and said, "Forget it, this time is enough. I don't want to have a mad dog barking in my ear when I attend the banquet."

The chubby face is full of arrogance, how to look at how to be beaten.

"What did you say? Have the ability to fight with me!" The young man with sword energy shouted angrily, and he rushed out a cold flying sword from the sky and pointed at the little monk Fakong.

"Sit down!" Wanjian Shengzi sighed.

Although the young man with sword energy was unwilling, he did not dare to disobey the words of the Son of Wanjian, and took the flying sword and sat down.

Holy Son Wanjian looked sharply at the young monk Fakong, and said solemnly: "My junior brother has a hot temper. I will apologize to the master on his behalf!"

"It's almost the same!" The little monk Fakong nodded with satisfaction.

Immediately afterwards, the Holy Son Wanjian said aggressively: "If the master sincerely comes to participate in the Tianjiao gathering, I will naturally welcome it! If the master is here to make trouble, don't blame me for being rude!"

The little monk Fakong pouted and said, "Of course I'm here to attend the Tianjiao gathering. You have such a famous reputation as the Son of Wanjian, how dare I make trouble with you!"

Wanjian Shengzi snorted coldly, his old face turned black, and he didn't know how to refute, so he simply stopped paying attention to him.

Next, several more young Tianjiao arrived, all genius disciples of major sects.

Wanjian Shengzi looked down at the sky, stood up with a wine cup, and said loudly: "All fellow Taoists who can climb to the top of the Fallen Holy Mountain are all the young talents of my Eastern Wilderness, and they will surely become famous in the Eastern Wilderness in the future! Meeting here today is also considered a fate! Now the entire ancient world is changing, a glass of wine is toast to everyone, I hope we will not be enemies in the future!"

Everyone drank the wine and sighed with emotion.

The Holy Maiden of Zifu was as holy as snow, beautiful and refined, and sighed: "Since the vast vision that enveloped the entire ancient world appeared ten years ago, the world has not been peaceful."

Holy Son of Nine Heavens Nangong Liuyun shook his head gently and said with emotion: "Yeah, such a huge vision has never appeared since ancient times! Many unparalleled powerhouses tried to figure out the source, but they all suffered backlash! It is a blessing or a curse, I still don't know!"

"Young Master Yun, you have heard the most extensive information from Fenglou, do you know the origin of this vision?" Wanjian Shengzi looked at Yun Qingying.

Yun Qingying waved his hand and smiled and said: "Wanjian Shengzi is joking, such a celestial phenomenon, where is it that I can speculate as a little listening to the wind? However, in recent years, the hidden talents of the major forces have all been Birth, no matter who caused the heaven and earth vision, an unprecedented golden world is coming!"