Mortal Bones

"Dissatisfied ancestor, I still can't figure this out."

Xuandan Palace, Xuantian Palace.

When he saw the image of Gu Yu appearing in the shadow screen in the center of the palace, the expression of the old palace master Jiang Xuanfeng turned into one of pain.

The ancestor Feng Tianxing on the side suddenly laughed "haha" when he saw that Jiang Xuanfeng, who was usually serious, was forced to lose his composure.

Jiang Xuanfeng saw this and said anxiously:

"Old Ancestor, this matter is related to the fate of the Shangqing Realm. You can't do this with Taiping Taoist Master. You should think of a solution!"

As the master of Xuandan Palace, no one knows the methods of his ancestor better than him.

Feng Tianxing leaned back in his chair and asked with a very relaxed smile:

"Xuanfeng, you know Xu Taiping somewhat well. Do you think he is such a random person?"

Jiang Xuanfeng was speechless for a moment when Feng Tianxing asked.

놇After thinking carefully, Jiang Xuanfeng replied:

"Ancestor, even if he doesn't do random things, there are still times when he is blind."

Feng Tianxing smiled lightly and said:

"What do you mean, can you conclude that Gu Yu's future potential will definitely be lower than Pang Chong's?"

Jiang Xuanfeng was asked again and was speechless.

Because in the Dragon Slaying Association of all dynasties, he was useless when he first met, but later he was able to make a splash, and even led the Dragon Slaying Association to become the leader of the Dragon Slaying Association in one fell swoop.

놇After a moment of silence, Jiang Xuanfeng finally spoke:

"But those people who have accumulated a lot of experience but have little experience in catching the dragon are among the few in the game. At that time, there won't be one for hundreds or even thousands of years."

Having said this, Jiang Xuanfeng looked up at Feng Tianxing, frowned and said:

"Instead of gambling on this one-in-a-million chance, why not just take a safer path?"

After hearing this, Feng Tianxing lowered his head and looked at Jiang Xuanfeng and remained silent for a long time.

Just when Jiang Xuanfeng looked panicked and thought he had said something wrong, Feng Tianxing suddenly said to Jiang Xuanfeng solemnly:

"Xuanfeng, how can this path of cultivation be safe?"

Jiang Xuanfeng was stunned as if his lifeline had been stabbed by Feng Tianxing.

Feng Tianxing turned his head and glanced at Xu Taiping and his party who were sitting around the table in the shadow, and then looked at Jiang Xuanfeng again, and continued:

"In this dragon-slaying meeting, Jiuyuan's team has been added, and there are two demon emperors in this team, one of whom even has the body of a drought demon."

"Who do you think can definitely help Xu Taiping and his team win the championship from the 19 potential dragon catchers?"

Jiang Xuanfeng was once again questioned by Feng Tianxing.

Because he discovered that among the eighteen remaining players after being selected by Jiuyuan, Xu Taiping and his team might not be sure of defeating Jiuyuan's team, even if the number of those selected was taken into account.

Feng Tianxing took a sip of the wine in the wine cup beside him, then leaned on the seat, looked at the shadow in the center of the hall, and said with a solemn expression:

"So if 놆Xu Taiping is like you and participates in this dragon-slaying meeting for the sake of stability, then the outcome of this dragon-slaying meeting will be that the monks of the 놆그 clan will be defeated."

Jiang Xuanfeng sighed and said:

"Ancestor taught me a lesson."

Jiang Xuanfeng looked back at the shadow in the center of the hall, then smiled bitterly and said:

"But I'm sorry to be honest, disciple, but I really don't see what's so special about Gu Yu."

Feng Tianxing shook his head disapprovingly and said:

"This dragon-slaying meeting has just begun. Let's keep looking forward."

Although Jiang Xuan wanted to say something more, but seeing that his ancestor had made up his mind, he wisely chose to remain silent and just silently looked at the scene in the shadow in the center of the hall.

At this time, Xu Taiping and the others appeared on the screen dividing the steamed buns.

When he saw Xu Taiping breaking open the white, soft and hot steamed bun and biting half of it, Feng Tianxing couldn't help but swallowed, then turned to look at Jiang Xuanfeng aside and said:

"I'll serve you a plate of steamed buns, too."

Jiang Xuanfeng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but in the end he nodded and said:

"I'll give the orders here."

Feng Tianxing, who was watching Xu Taiping and the others feasting their eyes intently, seemed to have thought of something, and immediately added to Jiang Xuanfeng:

"It's hot, it must be fresh out of the cage, it's piping hot!"

Jiang Xuanfeng nodded and said:

"The disciples will take charge of the kitchen."

As he spoke, he took out the jade slip of sound transmission from his sleeve.

But when he was about to send a message, Feng Tianxing suddenly said again:

"Xiao Xuanfeng, ask the chef to cook another plate of hazel mushroom stewed chicken, just the one they eat!"

The Xu Taipings in the shadow at this moment, except for the monk Xuanzhi, all shared the plate of shiny hazel mushroom stewed chicken.

The chicken was golden and seductively shiny, as if every texture was soaked in mellow soup.

Just watching them eat makes my index fingers move.

Jiang Xuanfeng nodded with a complicated mood, and then simply suggested to his ancestor Feng Tianxing:

"Ancestor, can I have the chef prepare a plate of the dishes on the four tables?"

Feng Tianxing licked his lips, nodded without looking back and said:

"So good!"

…

In the stands of Zhenlongping.

Because the image of the phantom on Zhenlongping is extremely clear.

Therefore, the monks watching the battle could not only hear the sound of chewing and swallowing as Xu Taiping ate, but they could also clearly see the steam coming out of the steamed buns in their hands, as well as the bright and oily color of the dishes in the bowls. .

In addition, the four people in the shadow were eating with relish, which made the ordinary meal in the courtyard look particularly tempting.

Even some monks who had long given up their appetite were tempted by the four people in the picture.

"Pop!"

At this time, the four people in the shadow picture on Zhenlongping, except Xuanzhi, all pulled out the corks of the small wine jars beside them and started to clink glasses.

It was not until this time that the monks who had been watching the battle in the stands for a long time finally reacted-

"We are here to watch you kill the dragon, not to watch you eat and drink!"

For a while, there was a lot of noise in the stands.

The dissatisfaction with the four people eating and drinking in the courtyard even overwhelmed the discussion about Xu Taiping's choice of Gu Yu as the dragon catcher.

Not only the ordinary monks watching the battle in the stands.

Even the people in the small attic of Chunyu Pavilion who were watching the battle frowned when they saw Xu Taiping and the other three just eating and drinking in the courtyard and not talking about the Dragon Slaying Meeting at all.

The old martial god Zhu Huai leaned back on his chair with a depressed look on his face, patted the back of his head with his hand, and said in confusion:

"Not only did he choose an old man with some problems as the dragon catcher, but he also sat in the courtyard eating and drinking, and didn't think about completing Gu Yu's petition to restore his power."

"What is Xu Taiping selling in this gourd!"

Jiang Cuicui also frowned at this time:

"When Taoist Taiping was in Shangqing Realm, he was not the kind of lazy person who would eat and wait for death. Why did he become like this when he came to the Burial Immortal Ruins?"

Lu Rushuang, who sat at the same table with him, didn't say anything, but her eyes were full of confusion.

Chu Xiaoxiao asked Zhang Moyan nervously:

"Brother Taiping, have you been bewitched by Jiuyuanzhi?"

"I'm willing to bet my entire fortune on him!"

Zhang Moyan looked at Chu Xiaoxiao helplessly, opened and closed his mouth for a few times, trying to say something, but finally only sighed.

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