Liu Suiyun said very confidently: "Huijun, no problem, it depends on your husband's skills."

Now with the hole card of Yu Chi Wushuang, Liu Suiyun's confidence has increased greatly, and he feels that he and Yu Chi Wushuang have joined forces, and with Jin'er to help him fight, how can he overturn the new Yuanying monk, but unfortunately he can't use the Yingxue Sword Pill, otherwise even a senior Yuanying early stage monk like Chu Nanhua, he is confident that he can win in one battle.

Over there, Shen Yaqin stuck out her tongue playfully, and then scared Liu Suiyun: "You, just concentrate on taking care of Huijun and Xiao Qi'er, if there is anything wrong with the two of them, turn around and beat your ass."

Liu Suiyun didn't expect Shi Niang to have such a ghostly side, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that it was extremely normal, and it was strange that the Jade Sword Witch back then was not such a character

She replied with a smile: "Even if the master is willing to take off her disciple's pants and spank, Huijun and Que'er are also reluctant."

"If I don't mess around with you, I'm about to cross the catastrophe" Shen Yaqin originally wanted to say a few more words to Liu Suiyun, but she knew that her Yuan Shen Tribulation was coming, and now she had to hurry up and cross the tribulation: "When Shi Niang becomes a Yuan Shen monk, I will ensure that you eat and drink spicy food, bully men and women everywhere, and if anyone dares to provoke you, Shi Niang will raze them when she turns around."

Shen Yaqin does not have the usual solemnity, but she can talk and laugh freely under the Yuan Shen Tribulation, Liu Suiyun can feel the joy in Shen Yaqin's heart, maybe it is happiness, even if the catastrophe is coming soon

It's just that although Liu Suiyun wanted to make such a moment eternal, he soon felt the power of the Heavenly Tribulation hidden in the air, and there was a feeling that he was going to tear his whole person to pieces: "The Heavenly Tribulation is coming"

Now there is no Jindan monk near Shen Yaqin who dares to accommodate him, and the dangerous aura even makes them unable to move at all, and Liu Suiyun is not allowed to take Guo Huijun and Xiao Que to retreat a few miles away, and they can still feel a thunderous force forcing them to continue to retreat, but they saw Shen Yaqin greeting them with a Split Scene Sword while grimacing, and couldn't help but have a feeling of crying and laughing, Xiao Que Er jumped three feet high: "Senior Niang, Senior Niang, my brother and I are here, here"

Maybe Shen Yaqin, who was under the catastrophe, was the true temperament of the Jade Sword Witch back then, right?

Liu Suiyun was bent on moving, and it was wind and rain, the thunder roared endlessly, and the dangerous aura in the air seemed to be detonated at any time, forcing him to retreat more than a mile, and then he stood firm, but saw that Shen Yaqin's head was already overwhelmed by clouds, and the current was flashing, and he couldn't help but gasp: "What a strong thunderstorm."

The Great Dan Tribulation that he had experienced and the Yuanshen Tribulation that Shen Yaqin was going to cross now seemed to have become a side dish, but Shen Yaqin didn't seem to care, and now he was running around swinging the Split Scene Sword and making gestures, and he also gestured to Liu Suiyun from time to time, which actually had a kind of youthful vitality that Liu Suiyun had never seen.

When Liu Suiyun was still thinking about something, there was already a roar in the air, and a thunderstorm had fallen, although it was several miles away, but Liu Suiyun still felt that the power of this thunder was incomparable, even if it was so far away, Liu Suiyun had a feeling of being distracted.

This is just the first thunderbolt.

Chonghua Peak.

Chu Nanhua once thought that he was a genius in the entire Firmament Realm, destined to become a child of destiny who would return to nothingness, but the scene last night dealt a fatal blow to his confidence.

He and everyone who came to the door repeatedly explained a fact: "I am a Yuanying monk, the second grade of Dadan, the Yuan Shen is just around the corner, the Yuan Shen is just around the corner, you follow me, you must have an infinitely bright future."

As for the details that these Chonghua Peak disciples are most concerned about, such as the treatment issue, Chu Nanhua talked very little, he felt that he should be the son of destiny, and such a result was naturally fatal, although there were still many people who hesitated, but there were very few people who clearly stayed in Chonghua Peak, and it was possible that even the basic operation of this Yuanying Peak would be a problem.

Now in the cave mansion, he is the only one, even Fang Mingyue was driven out of the palace by him, this time Chu Nanhua considered whether he wanted to open a few jars of spirits, but he always said to himself: "Shen Yaqin, you will definitely regret it, I am the real son of destiny, and the return to emptiness is just around the corner, it is the Mahayana realm, and it will not be too far."

Although he kept telling himself this truth, there was a voice in his heart telling him that without Shen Yaqin's help, maybe he would not be able to break through even the late Yuan Infant period in this life, but he would never believe in this fact that could happen.

"Shen Yaqin, come back, come back......" He said softly: "I forgive your petty temperament and tolerate your little shortcomings, huh?"

As Shen Yaqin's most familiar stranger, although Chu Nanhua has countless shortcomings, he is a Yuanying monk after all, and he is also a Dancheng second grade, and there is a real spiritual treasure in his hand, and he has discovered something keenly at this moment.

"What a strong catastrophe!"

Chu Nanhua had already sensed that an incomparably unprecedented Heavenly Tribulation was about to descend on Chonghua Peak, and the intensity of this Heavenly Tribulation far exceeded every Heavenly Tribulation that Chu Nanhua had ever experienced, and then he could feel it

"Okay, good" Chu Nanhua had already clapped his hands and said: "It's that stinky woman who is going to cross the catastrophe Hahaha, what a terrible catastrophe, too strong, too good"

He almost rolled on the ground cheering for the arrival of this catastrophe, and he could already feel that the object of the catastrophe was none other than Shen Yaqin: "No matter how strong it is, no matter how fierce it is, you must blast that heartless stinky woman to the point that there are no bones left, and her body is shattered, hahaha...... Good, good, great."

It's just that Chu Nanhua soon felt that he couldn't continue to sit still like this: "Stinky woman, since you are unjust, don't blame me for being unkind."

He regained his fighting spirit.

In addition to Chu Nanhua, there are also many strong people in the entire Donghua land who can feel the arrival of this heavenly tribulation.

Hongjie Zhenjun is an old man, a real old immortal, many times he can't even handle daily affairs, but when this breath of heavenly calamity appeared, he seemed to have regained his infinite vitality, and shouted loudly outside: "Wang Wuwen, Wang Wuwen"

"Ancestor, what do you command?" Wang Wuwen, as the great secretary of Hongjie Zhenjun, is naturally serving by Hongjie Zhenjun's side at any time, and there is very little personal leisure time: "What do you command?"

"Bring the wine and bring the jar of good wine" Hongjie Zhenjun replied without hesitation: "Bring a few jars of good wine, and then have some snacks"

"Ancestor, your body is not suitable for drinking so much, those immortal doctors have explained, it's best not to drink

Hongjie Zhenjun Da Lang laughed: "Something is coming today, bring a few more altars and have a good drink with me."

As soon as he heard the saying of "have a good time with me", Wang Wuwen couldn't persuade Hongjie Zhenjun, don't look at Hongjie Zhenjun who is old to death, and no one can persuade him to be stubborn: "Ancestor, Wang Wuwen will immediately move a few jars of good wine, and it just so happens that Liu Suiyun sent a few jars of good wine brewed by Fang Mingyue himself, and the stamina is very strong, let's have a good drink."

Wang Wuwen knew when to dissuade Hongjie Zhenjun, and when to drink a few glasses with Hongjie Zhenjun, he directly slapped open two jars of wine, first dedicated to Hongjie Zhenjun, and the other altar was reserved for himself, and he didn't need a big bowl or a small cup, so he rolled up his sleeves and hugged the jar and drank a big sip, but asked: "Ancestor, I don't know what is there to be happy about today?"

The future of the record room is closely related to the great monk, so Wang Wuwen is also particularly concerned, and Hongjie Zhenjun Da Lu laughed: "A good thing, naturally it is a great good thing, what is it worth knowing that the old man is not dead and a young man is crazy?"

Wang Wuwen hesitated: "Wu Wen guess, according to my experience back then, there is only one possibility to make you so happy." ”

"What kind of experience?" Hongjie Zhenjun was very happy today, and immediately asked Wang Wuwen.

"Ancestor, when my family was once in the middle of the road, I used to give people a hand, be a little guy, and help others drink the antique furniture of the previous dynasty, but although there were many people who came, but what I really bought was only three types of people, and it was just three ways. ”

"The antique furniture of the previous dynasty, what are the three kinds of people, and what are the three methods?" Hongjie Zhenjun was in a good mood: "Let's hear it"

"The first type is the rich, the nouveau riche, the rich man in the countryside, the poor low-income officials, etc., when they come to the store, I talk with them about the qin, chess, poetry and painting, tea ceremony painting, as well as the four books and five classics, the great elegance and the small elegance, the poetry and the scriptures, and only the elegance. ”

"It's funny, but who is the second type of person?"

"The second type is the sour literati who were born in the family of poetry and books, so I talk to them about money, about spending a lot of money, about local tyrants, about spending money like dirt, about royal luxury, about dynastic wealth, but I just don't talk about style."

"Miao Ye" Hongjie Zhenjun felt that Wang Wuwen was right: "Sure enough, there are two hands that are really the right way, so who is the third type of person?"

"The third type of person is often the son of a family, or the generation of talents that day, who talks elegantly, learns all over the world, has a lot of money, and is truly rich and noble. ”

"And what are you talking to them about?"

Wang Wuwen said with a smile: "Talking about health, how to prolong life, talking about children, how to make children become dragons and phoenixes, talking about careers, how to reach a few peaks, in short, talking about the future"

"Ha Lu Haha" Hongjie Zhenjun immediately slapped open a jar of wine, and with a hand, a jar of wine has been drunk Yu Jingjing: "Well said, well said, like the old man has become famous, and the glory is extreme, in addition to the word future, what else can I worry about"

Wang Wuwen took the opportunity to ask: "What kind of great joy is the ancestor?"

"After drinking this jar of wine, I'm about to go out of the mountain" Hongjie Zhenjun Da Lu said with a smile: "This old bone also has to move, run to protect the Dharma for Shen Yaqin, and we can have another Yuanshen monk in Shenxiao Mountain."

For Hongjie Zhenjun, the future is the only thing he cares about, he threw the wine jar to the ground and smashed it, but what really hit the ground was his determination: "Even if you live a hundred years less, you must spell out a future for our Shenxiao Mountain"