Chapter 427 Wanyun Young Master (41) Everything is unpredictable

"Solid root first order"? Qi Zhuo looked at Roujia with a difficult face.

When Wanyun Mountain issued a marriage letter to the Jiushan, Twenty Caves, and Forty-Seven families. Only the time for the election of marriages has been set, and there is no limit on the level of solidification for participating in the selection of sons-in-law. All sects and families have a mirror in their hearts. Entering the Solid Root Realm Solid Essence Period, whether it is a saint priest or a saint, the thirst for desires is not at all something that ordinary saints can control. He could only choose from among the fourth- and fifth-order saints of the Gugen Roots.

Bai Juan Shao mainly relaxed the conditions for choosing a son-in-law to a solid root, although it did not violate common sense, and he couldn't help but make Qi Zhuo and Roujia feel embarrassed.

Rou Jia smiled. "Young master, this matter is not difficult, we can discuss it when the cave master comes back."

Qi Zhuo hurriedly catered to the road. "Negotiable".

"It's just that there is one more thing, and the young master should also be considerate. I heard that the young master brought the holy priest into the cave and lived in the Cold Cloud Temple, something is inappropriate, can the young master move the holy priest to live elsewhere". Roujia began to strike while the iron was hot.

"Oh, I'm just trying to discuss this with the two envoys. It's just a little thing, and I hope the two envoys will take care of one or two."

The three of them were discussing, and there was a loud bang, and the entire Cold Cloud Hall shook from side to side.

Hmph, Bai Juan ruddy face turned pale with the roar, and her beautiful eyes stared at the outside of the Cold Cloud Palace.

Rou Jia and Qi Zhuo's faces also became very ugly, and after glancing at each other, they looked at Young Master Bai Juan.

Bai Juan didn't say a word, and the sparks of anger flashed in the eyes of the black pupils. Bai Juan knew who was coming, in Wanyun Cave, there were not many sages who didn't remember the consequences.

Bai Juan calmed down his mind for a moment, and gently looked at the large array outside the hall, and the large array of electric light confusion calmed down, and a light gate appeared on the large array of light covers.

The main hall flashed, and a holy woman in a black dress appeared in the main hall.

The saint in the black dress wore a black veil, and her black eyes were cool with a bit of coldness, staring coldly at Bai Juan's face. Like a clear and bright water, it washes the souls of others.

Rou Jia and Qi Zhuo had already gotten up and respectfully saluted the saint in the black dress. "Roujia", "Qizhuo", "See Elder Qin".

Although the two of them saw each other, they didn't feel a little puzzled in their hearts. Elder Qin Rong has never asked about the affairs of the cave for hundreds of years, so why did he come here today, is it .......

Bai Juan didn't see the salute, and his long eyelashes didn't move. Staring at Qin Rong like clear lake water, with a few ripples, he stared at Qin Rong like a sharp one.

Bai Juan didn't know why Lu Dao Qin Rong, that is, Fan Yan's mother, suddenly came here. From Bai Juan's birth to the present, he has only seen this ruthless saint once.

Qin Rong nodded to Rou Jia and Qi Zhuo, and looked at Bai Juan, with a pair of cold star-like eyes, with a trace of fiery arrogance. From the white face, shins, and chest, you can see the silver combat boots all the way. Every place you look at is examined from far and near.

Bai Juan felt bursts of burning breath on his face, as if every inch of his bare skin was smoking, and his roasted white face was pink. Fine sweat spots are squeezed out of the fine pores.

"Sure enough, it's a beautiful billet, I said that the Holy Priest of Wanyun Cave is so crazy for you." Qin Rong's burning gaze slowly became deeper. After glancing at Bai Juan, he walked to a high position and sat down gently.

The black eyes exposed outside the veil, with the depth of the night. Look at Roujia and Qizhuo. "Flag envoy, the cave master has not returned from the door, who is in charge of affairs in the cave".

Qi Zhuo hurriedly stepped forward. "Elder Hui Qin. under the host".

"Oh......". The corner of Qin Rong's right mouth was raised high, with a cruel smile on his face. "How should the envoy of the flag take the saint into the cave without authorization?"

"It's ......". Qi Zhuo was a little speechless, at this time Qi Zhuo already understood why Qin Rong came, and it was clear, isn't this going straight to the point to ask for guilt?

"Elder Qin, punish one hundred lashes according to the cave code." Qi Zhuo knew that it was not good, but he couldn't help but say it.

"Oh, the five-hundred-year-old envoy of the flag envoy has not been in vain. Excuse me, how should the disciples in the cave be punished for their extravagance." Qin Rong then asked.

"This ......". Qi Zhuo was a little confused, what does this Elder Qin Rong mean, if this is to give someone a high hat.

"Elder Qin, there are three types of punishments, whipping, execution, and punishment."

The three punishments that Qi Zhuo said. The whipping is the whipping, which is also divided into three levels, and most of them are warning punishments. The punishment is more severe, and it is divided into two levels: stunning, sterilization, and is a physiological punishment. Punishment is the most serious, and it is divided into interception and interruption, which is more uncomfortable for the cultivator than killing.

"Envoy Qi, do you think that kind of punishment has been committed by Bai Shaozhu." Qin Rong was expressionless, and a pair of majestic and vicious eyes stared at Qi Zhuo tightly.

This is the absurdity of that door, it seems that Elder Qin Rong wants to condemn the young master Bai Juan. Qi Zhuo looked up at Qin Rong, and then at the young master Bai Juan, whose face was a little pale. "Elder Qin, that one doesn't match."

"Giggles". Qin Rong let out a cold laugh, and an ice pick pierced Bai Juan's ear.

Bai Juan's eyes flashed with lightning, burning with hatred, his cheeks were as red as rose, and although he stood calmly, his body shook several times with Qin Rong's laughter.

"Envoy Banner is benevolent, by the way, this is not something that the envoy should be in charge of, I'll ask the Supervision Palace." Qin Rong glanced at Qi Zhuo contemptuously. She knew in her heart that this Qi Zhuo and Rou Jia would not do what they wanted. But when I arrived at the Supervision Hall, with Hu Jian here, it was not easy to say.

"Can Young Master Bai Juan come to the Supervision Hall with me?" Qin Rong had a smile on the corner of his mouth, staring at Bai Juan with fascinated eyes.

"No need, I'll go with you." Just as Qin Rong was persecuting Bai Juan, an angry shout came from the side of the hall, and the voice was like a bell, and Qin Rong was stunned. As if awakened from a dream, he stared sharply in the direction from which the voice came.

A bearded saint stepped out of the side hall and dodged in front of Bai Juan.

Bai Juan's face turned pale, and he grabbed the arm of the cloaked saint, trying to pull the saint behind him.

The Draped Saint did not move, but bowed to Qin Rongshen. "Child Fan Yan, I have seen the Lady of God."

As soon as the Draped Priest said this, everyone in the hall was stunned. Rou Jia and Qi Zhuo, you look at me, I look at you, looking back and forth between Qin Rong and the Draped Saint for a long time.

Bai Juan covered her mouth with a loud voice, she didn't understand what Mo Xie said, she thought she had heard it wrong. But that sentence did rush into my ears word by word.

Bai Juan took a step back and stared at Mo Ye's back carefully. "That's right, it's Mo Shengyou, what's ...... , how can it be ......". Bai Juan even thought that he must have misheard it just now.

Qin Rong looked at his son Fan Yan in confusion. Didn't Hu Jian say just now that his son was not in the cave, how could he be here, the Cold Cloud Peak Great Array outside couldn't enter without the Sixth Order of Condensation Qi at all, and this Cold Cloud Hall Great Array didn't open by itself.

"Mother, Juan'er took me into the cave." Fan Yan said unhurriedly.

Qin Rong didn't say anything, just looked at his son Fan Yan silently.

Son Fan Yan likes Bai Juan, how can Qin Rong not know the way, not only Fan Yan has cried in front of him again and again, but even the old ghost Fan Yi has been thinking about how to harm Bai Juan in front of him more than once. This so-called son-in-law selection ceremony, the cat in it is also clear. Even if it is auditioned, Bai Juan will naturally fall into the arms of his son Fan Yan. In fact, this son-in-law selection ceremony is just Fan Yibu's ecstasy array.

Of course, Qin Rong also knew that Bai Juan didn't like Fan Yan, and when he heard his son Fan Yan say, he didn't even look at him, but something was wrong today, looking at Bai Juan's expression, there was no kind of hatred between the two at all. On the contrary, there are too many indescribable complexes in it.

Qin Rong didn't look at his son Fan Yan anymore, and stared at Bai Juan behind Fan Yan tightly.

Bai Juan covered his mouth and shook his head, the flowers on his face became even more cold and glamorous because of the pain. Crystal tears rolled from the twisted face to the milky white chest.

Tears rolled down, with soreness, with confusion and incomprehension, Bai Juan felt a burst of dizziness, she was overwhelmed by the confused relationship in front of her, she couldn't tell where the grief and pain came from, so that the tears burst out of her eyes and flowed non-stop.

Qin Rong seemed to have figured out something. "Oh, it's Yan'er, then there's nothing going on, right, Envoy Qi."

Qi Zhuo stared at Fan Yan's eyes tightly. Fan Yan's virtue is too familiar with Qi Zhuo, but how can this Fan Yan in front of him be that pig-like young master. When Qi Zhuo was planning, a wave of divine consciousness came into Qi Zhuo's sea of knowledge. "Flag envoy, probably the guard".

Qizhuo's eyelids blinked. "Yes, Elder Qin, there is nothing to do."

At this time, Qi Zhuo and Rou Jia felt a burst of ecstasy in their hearts, over the years, Wanyun Cave has been internally divided by the two young masters. Although Bai Juan is a veritable young master of Wanyun Cave. But after all, she must be the daughter of the previous cave master. Fan Yi, the current owner of the cave, has always wanted to correct his son Fan Yan's name, and went out of the opposition of the cave envoys at all levels in the cave.

Over the past hundred years, Qi Zhuo and other Wanyun envoys have been waiting for each other all the time, always guarding against Fan Yi harming the young master Bai Juan. Now Qi Zhuo and Roujia's hearts suddenly became relaxed.

Among the ten prohibitions in the Sacred Realm Code, there is a prohibition on the guardian saint from taking charge of the holy realm sect. This alone can deprive Fan Yan of his position as the young master. Young Master Bai Juan no longer has any worries.

In the complacent season, Fan Yan said a word, and almost didn't let Qi Zhuo squirt out the meal he ate in the morning. After swallowing a few times, he stabilized his churning chest.

"What? This second-class son Fan Yan wants to take Bai Juan, and he still says something to stop the ceremony of choosing a son-in-law." The fire of the banner rushed to the door of the brain. Dare to love this Wanyun is your Fan family, do whatever you say. That's such a good thing.

Qi Zhuo didn't wait for Fan Yan to finish speaking, stepped forward and shouted. "No". Then Qi Zhuo listed more than a dozen holy realms and Wanyun codes like a popping bead, regardless of whether Qin Rong's mother and son's faces had become pig liver, they refuted Fan Yan's ideas with reasonable evidence, and from time to time they also split their heads and covered their faces, pointing at Sang and scolding Huai to reprimand Fan Yan.

Qi Zhuo's words were like popping beans, so that Qin Rong opened his mouth several times and didn't have a chance to speak, his eyes were dark and dark, and his knife-like gaze stared at Qi Zhuo's non-stop mouth.

Rou Jia pulled Qi Zhuo, she knew that Qi Zhuo was a little too excited, and finally had such a good handle in the hands of Qi Zhuo, the old guy would not give up if he didn't take the lead, but it didn't make sense to talk to Qin Rong, and this matter still had to be decided by a special envoy meeting. (To be continued......)