That's What Villains Are Like

"Luo Ying..."

The gold-robed man named Ao Xu was obviously very wary of the delicate girl who came over. Hearing her question, he could only answer bravely, "Sister, she still has matters to attend to, so she can't come."

"That's it..."

"The last time I played against her, it was really fun, but it's a pity that we couldn't decide the winner."

The pretty girl seemed a little regretful when she heard this, shook her head, and then sat down at a table nearby, making the young foreigners around her feel a little on pins and needles.

The dragon clan is also among the best royal clan among the entire foreign clan, with noble blood and powerful strength.

And the sister of the man in golden robe is the princess of the dragon tribe.

The fact that the pretty girl in front of her can fight her regardless of the outcome is enough to show how powerful she is.

And she also comes from an extremely powerful alien sect called Haiyuan Holy Sect. She is even suspected to be a descendant of the former Poseidon, and her talent is extremely terrifying.

With the arrival of Luo Ying, the Star Reaching Stage became more lively, and many younger people who have become famous in recent times appeared.

As the host, Jiang Lan has not shown up yet, but many young people who have received invitations have already come.

Not long after, a young man with a handsome face and a graceful appearance in a purple robe arrived. He seemed to be surrounded by divine radiance and his aura was peaceful and upright. Behind him were many disciples who were traveling with him. Their robes all bore the hallmarks of the Taiyi Sect. Mainly the handsome man in front.

"The contemporary Taoist True Biography of Taiyi Sect..."

Many people recognized the person and were shocked.

As the leader of the contemporary Immortal Sect, Taiyi Sect's status is very transcendent. His disciples travel everywhere and are highly respected no matter where they are. No one dares to look down upon him.

Not to mention that he is still a true disciple and will be able to compete for the position of leader in the future.

There are countless connections between Taiyi Sect and Xiangguo Mansion.

The wife of the current Xiangguo is the saint of the previous generation of Taiyi Sect. The family behind her is the oldest and most ancient lineage in Taiyi Sect, and its heritage is unfathomable.

Whether it is the replacement of the head of the Taiyi Sect or the promotion of a group of elders and true disciples, it is inseparable from the support of those lines.

"Senior Brother Daoyi..."

Many young people here stood up and saluted the approaching Taoist. Even the pretty girl had to stand up and nod slightly to say hello.

Daoyi's full name is Li Daoyi. The surname Li is a given surname, and it is also the surname of the Taiyi sect.

Li Daoyi's ability to be ranked as the true successor of Taiyi Sect is naturally inseparable from the support of that lineage.

"Isn't the young master here yet?"

After Li Daoyi arrived, he smiled and nodded slightly. Then he found a seat and sat down. He looked around but did not see Jiang Lan.

"Young Master may wait a while before coming." Ao Xu replied.

Li Dao nodded and said, "This time Zhenjun Zixia is born in the cave, the sect asked us to come and try our best to help the young master win the opportunity. When the time comes, we will have to rely on you all to work together to help."

"Senior brother Daoyi, don't worry, we will do our best to assist you."

"Whoever dares to stop us is our enemy."

Ao Xu, Luo Ying and other young people nodded after hearing this, obviously they had already received the order.

Although Jiang Lan had no cultivation base, no one dared to be disrespectful.

The sect clan behind them, to put it nicely, is because they have the support of the Prime Minister's Government, but to put it worse, they are actually slave tribes affiliated with the Prime Minister's Government.

Even though Jiang Lan has no cultivation level, he is still their master in terms of status.

It's just that Jiang Lan didn't think much about cultivation in the past, otherwise they should all be his followers.

Seeing this scene, the expressions of the other young people on the star-catching stage changed slightly, which clearly shows the power of the Prime Minister's Palace.

Just an invitation to a tea-making conference brought together so many loyal young talents.

I don’t know how terrifying this force will be when it grows in the future.

As the disciples of the Taiyi Sect appeared, disciples from the Ancient Dao Sect and Tianyao Palace also appeared one after another.

The disciple who headed the ancient Taoist sect was named Han Yiming. He was a tall man with a strong body and bronze skin. His energy and blood were astonishing, and he looked like an ancient ferocious beast alive.

He has a great record. He has defeated many talented people in his field some time ago and has never been defeated. After the news came out, it caused huge waves in various places.

After he appeared in Anyang City, a younger generation noticed his traces and was not convinced. He invited him to a fight, but he was defeated with a slap on the duel stage.

As a result, Han Yiming became famous and was called one of the most powerful people of the younger generation by many good people.

In the sky, flowers were fragrant, and crystal petals were falling. The disciples of the Goddess Palace also came, and the one who appeared was also a true disciple, who had appeared briefly outside Anyang City that day and then disappeared.

Her face is covered with gauze, and she wears a wide purple dress that covers her slender and convex figure. Her snow-white and delicate skin makes people think about her. Her eyes are charming and watery, which seems to be able to enchant people's soul.

"Fairy Miaoyin..."

Many of the younger generation felt their energy and blood boiling, and when they looked into his eyes, they couldn't help but feel a sense of intoxication. After realizing it, they quickly looked away, secretly shocked.

The Goddess Palace is different from the famous and upright sect like Yaochi Sect. This sect is very low-key, but its behavior seems to be evil but not evil, and seems to be righteous but not righteous, and it is quite arbitrary.

"Master Jiang Lan, as the host, why is there any reason to be late..."

There was a burst of laughter like silver bells, and the true disciple of the Goddess Palace spoke. Surrounded by several female disciples, he found a place to sit down.

The jade legs under the skirt are slender and white, and there is a ring of bells tied around the bare feet, which makes a crisp sound when gently swinging. The bare feet are like snow, crystal clear and flawless.

Just sitting there casually seemed to attract the attention and attention of all the young men present.

"Young Master may be delayed by something, please be patient, Fairy Miaoyin."

As soon as Li Dao opened his mouth, his eyes were calm and seemed to contain a strange power, which gradually calmed down the impetuous moods of many people here.

Fairy Miaoyin looked at him with slight surprise, and then said with great interest, "I have always heard that Taiyi Sect and Yizhen's teaching method is profound and powerful. When I saw him today, he was really impressive."

Han Yiming, who was asking about the ancient sect, also looked at Li Daoyi, with a hint of fighting intent in his eyes, which was then restrained by him.

Today was a tea-making party held by the Prime Minister's Mansion, and he didn't dare mess around.

If he were somewhere else, he would have a fight with Li Daoyi no matter what.

The visitor from the Tianyao Palace is a young man with an astonishing enchantment. His skin is like jade, fairer than many women, but his figure is too feminine, and his purple eyes flash with strange colors from time to time. He just drinks tea quietly, not Polyglot.

After that, many younger people who were invited arrived. Basically, they were all prominent figures in Anyang City, and no one was an unknown person.

"Isn't Jiang Lan here yet?"

Xia Jie, the third son of Prince Wu Xuan, also came here surrounded by a group of guards, but Jiang Lan was not seen.

There was a strange look in his eyes, and he also found a place to sit down. As a member of the royal family, but here were all disciples of the Immortal Sect of a large sect, so he was not an ordinary person. Naturally, he was not as unscrupulous as usual. Do whatever you want.

Although he seems careless and has no scruples, in fact he is rough and yet delicate.

This time I came to Anyang City because I was not only interested in the inheritance and creation of True Lord Zixia.

On the other hand, he was also entrusted by his father to test Jiang Lan.

Before, he and Jiang Lan were brothers and indulged in various romantic places. Although they were for their own enjoyment, they actually had other purposes.

His father, Prince Wu Xuan, was the younger brother of the late emperor. Although he was enfeoffed and could not succeed to the throne due to various reasons, he always cared about that position.

Especially now that Emperor Xia is young and unable to convince the public, the power in the court is controlled by the Prime Minister.

This also made his father more and more ready to act, but he was afraid of the existence of the Prime Minister and did not dare to show any abnormality.

We can only plan secretly to replace it one day.

Under such circumstances, the only son of the powerful Xiangguo in Kyushu is a useless second-generation ancestor who cannot practice cultivation. This will inevitably make people suspicious and guess whether there is something fishy in it.

During this period, all the informants learned that the son of Xiangguo intended to seize the inheritance of True Lord Zixia.

This makes people even more suspicious. Is it because Zhenjun Zixia's inheritance is too important, or is it for other reasons?

Xia Jie and Jiang Lan have known each other for many years, but they have never felt that he has any cultivation skills. Instead, he is very thin and weak. Although he eats various tonic foods, he has always looked the same without any change.

Even his father was wondering whether this was a deliberate illusion created by the father and son of the Prime Minister, but in fact he had another agenda.

And it can be said that there are quite a lot of such speculations.

At this time, there was movement not far away. A woman in white with her face covered by a gauze, holy, graceful and slender, walked up surrounded by a group of female disciples, and beside her, there was also a strange man walking with her. .

People from Yaochi Sect also came.

"Ling Zhuyun of Yaochi Sect?"

"Who is that strange man traveling with her?"

Many of the younger generation were shocked and looked at the strange man next to Ling Zhuyun. He was definitely not an unknown person who could walk with Ling Zhuyun.

Ye Ming's eyes were calm and calm, without any stage fright. He followed Ling Zhuyun and walked into the star-catching stage together.

He came here firstly to explore Jiang Lan's true identity again, and secondly because he was worried about something happening to Ling Zhuyun, otherwise he wouldn't want to show up in front of others.

Ling Zhuyun greeted familiar faces one by one.

But when he looked at one of the men wearing a brocade robe, a big belly, and a purple gold crown, his eyes showed a trace of surprise, as if he didn't expect him to appear here.

"Ling Zhuyun, I have to settle the matter with you for killing my junior brother that day. If I have the chance, I will settle it with you."

The man also noticed Ling Zhuyun's gaze, with a cold look on his face.

The disciples behind him also stood up and confronted the disciples of Yaochi Sect.

The rest of the younger generation, on the other hand, are enjoying their leisure time and seem to be watching the fun without taking it too seriously.

Fairy Miaoyin from the Goddess Palace even covered her mouth and chuckled, "I heard that some time ago, outside the Hengduan Mountains, an inner disciple of the Mingyuan Sect was killed by Saint Lingzhuyun and died miserably. Saint Lingzhuyun The woman’s reputation has been heard even by me, who is thousands of miles away.”

"I just came to Anyang City to see the unparalleled beauty of Saint Ling Zhuyun in person. Today's trip is worthwhile."

Her voice was clear and sweet, like a silver bell shaking, with a deceptive meaning.

This opening made all the disciples of the Ming Yuan Sect look even colder and extremely ugly.

Many disciples have died at the hands of Ling Zhuyun over the years.

None of the other immortal sects are as nosy as she is.

Ling Zhuyun glanced at Fairy Miaoyin lightly, ignored her, looked at the pot-bellied man in brocade robes, and said, "If you want to avenge your junior brother, you can come to me, but if you are not good at learning, you will die from me. In your hands, don’t blame others.”

"The Yaochi Sect really prides itself on being a well-known and upright sect, and it spreads all injustices in the world..."

The man in brocade robes had cold eyes, a tyrannical aura surging around his body, and a dark aura emerging from his palms. He wanted to take action, but when he thought of what happened today, he still endured it.

There are plenty of opportunities for revenge, but taking action on this occasion would be tantamount to offending Jiang Lan.

Ling Zhuyun was not surprised by this and ignored it. With the female disciples of the Yaochi Sect behind her, they also found their seats and sat down.

"It's really a hidden dragon and crouching tiger here today. Many famous young geniuses from the entire Great Xia Dynasty have appeared..."

Ye Ming also sat down beside him, feeling secretly in his heart.

He came from a small place, step by step, to where he is today. He is more or less proud to share the same stage and table with these talented people who are destined to stand at the top of the world of Kyushu in the future.

If he and these young geniuses were on the same starting line, he might be able to overlook them now.

"Today is a tea party. We are meeting friends over tea. Why are you so angry? But if you want to compare and verify, I have prepared a martial arts arena here for you to communicate."

At this time, a burst of light jokes came from not far away.

A noble young man in white clothes with wide sleeves walked up surrounded by people. His body was thin and slightly tall, and he was accompanied by two stunning beauties. Their appearance was beautiful, both pure and charming, each with its own merits.

"Mr. Jiang..."

Seeing Jiang Lan's arrival, all the young people here stood up and slightly cupped their hands.

Li Daoyi, Luo Ying and others treated him like a young master and showed great respect.

Ling Zhuyun's eyes moved slightly and landed on Chu Chan beside Jiang Lan. She paused briefly and then looked back.

"You don't have to be polite."

"Because of something, it was delayed for a while."

"I've kept you waiting for a long time."

Jiang Lan nodded slightly, sat down on the main seat, and then ordered people to start making tea. Since it was a tea making conference, tea was naturally indispensable.

At this moment, all the young people were surprised.

In fact, not many people have seen Jiang Lan. Many people subconsciously thought that he looked like a man with lustful eyes and drunkenness. But when they saw him today, everyone was surprised.

No matter in his speech or behavior, there is an air of refinement.

His style is outstanding. Although he is accompanied by a beautiful woman, he does not show any vulgarity. On the contrary, he gives people the feeling of a gentleman and an immortal figure.

Even Li Daoyi, who is a true disciple of the Taiyi Sect, does not have that natural and casual demeanor. Standing behind him, he will even be ignored subconsciously.

This makes many people sigh with emotion and envy.

This is the true meaning of the No. 1 dignitary. His innate aloofness is enough to allow him to easily overlook the people of the world even without any cultivation.

However, more of the younger generation noticed a middle-aged man without a white beard behind Jiang Lan. They felt the boundless, vast aura on his body, like the deep sea, and couldn't help but feel shocked in their hearts. Unable to hide disbelief.

Seven realms exist!

This is clearly a powerful master who has entered the Dharma Realm.

At this level, it is easy to display the laws of heaven and earth and destroy a city in the palm of your hand.

Such a terrifying existence actually stayed behind Jiang Lan to protect his safety.

The eyes of Han Yiming, Fairy Miaoyin, the True Successor of Tianyao Palace, and others all trembled slightly, and then calmly calmed down the abnormality on their faces.

Only Li Daoyi and others looked completely unsurprised. Considering Jiang Lan's identity, it was not surprising at all to have such beings protecting them.

Otherwise, how can we call it overwhelming power?

"Chu Chan is so lucky. Why..."

Among the disciples of Yaochi Sect, Chen Ning clenched his fist tightly and stared at Chu Chan beside Jiang Lan. The annoyance and regret in his heart became more and more intense.

On this occasion, Jiang Lan asked Chu Chan to accompany her. In a certain way, it was a great favor for her.

Jiang Lan had a calm expression on his face, but he could actually see the changes in everyone's expressions.

He deliberately created momentum and attracted everyone's attention to the creation and inheritance of True Lord Zixia.

This tea-making party had long been in his plan.

In addition, the most important thing is another thing. The abnormal phenomenon he caused on the Bloody Plateau that day has attracted the attention of many forces in Daxia, and even Supervisor Tiansi is also investigating carefully.

He had no cultivation at that time, and no matter how cautious he was, he would definitely leave some traces afterwards, which would be scrutinized by interested people and then guessed out of them.

Although he was not worried that Li Mengning would reveal that he had been to the Bloody Plateau, nor was he worried that Song Youwei, the chess piece left behind at the time, would expose his identity.

But the other person, Ye Ming, is not sure.

In particular, Ye Ming saw Li Mengning with his own eyes, and met him in Zuixianju that day, and then fled in a hurry.

All these performances showed that Ye Ming had guessed his identity.

So now Jiang Lan urgently needs a scapegoat to cover up the traces he left on the Bloody Plateau that day, and the best candidate is naturally the son of luck, Ye Ming.

The inheritance of the Blood Immortal Sect is extremely important and deeply involved.

To put it mildly, it is feared by the whole world, but to say it worse, it is actually the public enemy of Kyushu.

If his inheritance from the Blood Immortal Sect is exposed, if his parents want to protect him, they must be prepared to make enemies of the entire Kyushu orthodox forces.

In the original plot, Ye Ming received the inheritance of the Blood Immortal Sect. For a long time, he was the enemy of the whole world, with everyone shouting and fighting, and hiding everywhere. After all, he was born as a casual cultivator and had no family background. He could go wherever he wanted. Where to go.

But Jiang Lan was different. He had to consider the consequences clearly, and he also needed to consider some retreats in the future.

He personally asked Chu Chan to send the invitation letter to Ling Zhuyun, and with the friendship between Ye Ming and Ling Zhuyun, he would definitely be worried and follow him together.

"Thank you all for giving Jiang some noodles today and attending this tea-making party together."

"To show my sincerity, I have ordered people to prepare Bihu Longqing, Tianyun Cui, Wenxin Ancient Tea, Millennium Thunder Strike Muxin Tea... for you to choose from."

Returning to his thoughts, Jiang Lan scanned the young people here one by one and spoke.

Every type of tea is extremely famous and expensive. Jiang Lan put some thought into showing that he attached great importance to this tea making conference.

Of course, he did this just to make everyone think that he was bound to inherit the creation and inheritance of True Lord Zixia.

Hearing these words, many of the younger generation were moved in their hearts.

There is no doubt that these teas are hard-to-find treasures. They thought Jiang Lan was just holding a tea-making party casually for fun.

But now it seems that he really cares about the cave of Zixia Zhenjun who is about to be born?

"Did he get some news? Did he know that there are rare treasures of heaven and earth in Zhenjun Zixia's cave?"

"Judging from the temperament of this second-generation ancestor, I'm afraid it's really because of this. The original intention of this tea-making party is to let us retreat in spite of difficulties?"

Many people began to speculate.

But now, no one said anything. On this occasion, it was naturally impossible to openly confront Jiang Lan.

Soon, in Star Reaching Taichung, the long fragrance of tea filled the air. It was rich and long-lasting, and the fragrance was pleasant. It made people feel enlightened, and their pores seemed to be stretched. Just one sniff could lift the clouds and soar.

The strange phenomena can be vaguely seen steaming, and the sonorous collision sound of weapons can even be heard. The golden glow reflects the shadows of ancient bells, small towers, long swords, etc., flashing past in mid-air, making a clanging sound. , strange and extraordinary.

This is the vision of spiritual tea. The effectiveness of spiritual tea is no worse than that of elixirs.

Sometimes the birth of some spiritual teas even requires the baptism of thunder and disaster. Of course, that is an ancient record and legend.

When the Heavenly Tribulation disappears in this world, only those in the Eighth Tribulation Bridge Realm are qualified to witness it in person.

Not to mention ordinary people, even those monsters with arrogant talents cannot trigger the catastrophe when they break through the realm.

Several tea masters who make tea are masters of this art. They have been immersed in it for many years and have exquisite skills.

In their hands, the process of making tea contains the charm of Taoism. The collision and intersection of tea water and tea leaves are more like the interpretation of Taoism.

Many of the younger generation here have never seen this scene before. They were so surprised that they couldn't help but immerse themselves in it.

As a group of beautiful maids came forward and delivered the tea one by one, the younger generation, no matter what their thoughts were before, now began to taste it carefully.

"It is indeed good tea, Mr. Jiang is really generous."

"Young Master Jiang invited us here today. In addition to the tea-making meeting, he also said that he would discuss the inheritance of Zhenjun Zixia's cave. I wonder what Mr. Jiang's plans are?"

Fairy Miaoyin lifted up the gauze with one hand, her glossy red lips seemed to be smiling, she held the spiritual tea in her other hand, took a sip, and praised it.

At the same time, she did not forget about business. She knew Jiang Lan's intention, but she mentioned it again in public, which was obviously a deliberate show of goodwill and let him take the initiative to make a request.

The rest of the younger generation glanced at her secretly after hearing this, wondering what she meant.

"There is a strange object in Zhenjun Zixia's cave, which is of great use to me, so I must get it." Jiang Lan seemed to look at her slightly surprised, then smiled and said seriously, "So this time The purpose of the tea-making conference is to allow you all to give me a face and give up the good fortune."

"For this, Jiang is deeply grateful."

As soon as he said this, the star-catching stage fell silent for a moment, and even Ling Zhuyun, who was sipping tea, looked at him in surprise.

Although the younger generation had already made guesses, they did not expect Jiang Lan to say it so straightforwardly.

This is really casual and unscrupulous. With these teas, you want everyone to give up on their fortune?

Great supernatural beings from ancient times like Zhenjun Zixia, their cultivation strength was at least the eighth level, or even the ninth level or above. How could their legacy be simple?

If Zixia Mountain were not within the territory of Daxia, if it were outside, I am afraid that the forces and traditions in other areas of Kyushu would also come to fight for it.

No matter how powerful the Xiangguo Mansion is, it is by no means the master of the Nine Provinces. Even the Great Xia Dynasty does not have the tone and qualifications to let the other immortal sect forces give up the inheritance and creation.

Of course, although they thought so in their hearts, no one among the younger generation took the initiative to speak out and all drank tea in silence.

"What is Mr. Jiang's deep gratitude for?"

Fairy Miaoyin, on the other hand, seemed to have little interest in the inheritance and creation of True Monarch Zixia. She looked at Jiang Lan with her beautiful eyes and asked.

"Exquisite treasures and scriptures on martial arts, if you want them, I will definitely satisfy you," Jiang Lan said.

Fairy Miaoyin smiled and said, "It seems that the creations left by True Lord Zixia are really useful to Mr. Jiang. In this case, I will give this favor to Mr. Jiang and not interfere in the creations."

As soon as she said this, many people were surprised.

But if you think about it carefully, the behavior of the Goddess Palace has always been treacherous and unpredictable, and its thoughts and ideas can be guessed by others.

When Jiang Lan heard this, he wondered if this guy was here to cause trouble for him, but his face remained as usual, he nodded slightly and said with a smile, "In that case, I owe Miss Miaoyin a favor."

"Don't regret and forget the favor Mr. Jiang promised." Fairy Miaoyin still smiled.

"Opportunity creates a place where the virtuous live. Does he really think that with the power of the Prime Minister's Government, he can make people retreat and give up the good fortune?"

Xia Jie narrowed his eyes, vaguely guessing Jiang Lan's thoughts, and then smiled disdainfully.

Not to mention others, even him wanted to fight for this good fortune at this moment.

After Fairy Miaoyin expressed her position, the rest of the younger generation seemed to fall into silence in a tacit understanding and did not respond. They neither said they wanted to fight for it nor said they wanted to give up.

Ye Ming had been drinking tea silently, and after learning Jiang Lan's intentions, he felt relieved.

But is there really something important to Jiang Lan in the inheritance and creation of True Lord Zixia?

He planned to ask the old ghost about it after he returned, but the inheritance that could be remembered by the old ghost would definitely not be simple.

Therefore, he naturally wants to compete.

"I wonder who the brother next to Saint Ling Zhuyun is? He seems to be a stranger."

But just as Ye Ming was thinking about it, Jiang Lan's voice suddenly sounded from the main seat, and his eyes looked over, as if he was sizing him up.

When the younger generation heard this, they all looked over.

In fact, just now, many people were curious about the identity of the strange man next to Ling Zhuyun. If he could travel with him, he would at least be a friend and could not be a follower.

And as a quasi-saint of the Yaochi Sect, Ling Zhuyun has no male followers.

Ye Ming was slightly surprised. He didn't expect Jiang Lan to suddenly look at him by name and ask about his origins at this time.

Ling Zhuyun was a little surprised at this moment, but she still replied as usual, "Back to Young Master Jiang..."

"My dear, Ye Ling, I have met Young Master Jiang."

But when she was about to explain, Ye Ming suddenly interrupted, "I'm just a casual cultivator. I come from the remote country of Great Yan. For some reasons, I have some friendship with the Saint of Zhuyun, so after learning that Boiled After the tea party, I asked her to bring me with her to see the world and have a cup of tea."

"I hope Mr. Jiang won't take offense."

Ye Ling?

All the younger generations recalled this name in their minds, but they had no impression of it. It was either an unknown person or a fake name.

As for Dayan Country, it was just a small and remote country. With their status, they would not pay much attention to it.

What Ling Zhuyun wanted to say was taken back at this time. Since Ye Ming had explained it, there was no need for her to say anything more.

Jiang Lan said with great interest, "Come from the Great Yan Kingdom? Brother, you have come all the way, but why do I see your face, it seems familiar, as if I have seen it somewhere."

"I'm just a public face. There are many people who look like me in the crowd. Maybe Mr. Jiang has remembered it wrong."

Ye Ming was stunned for a moment, but then his heart trembled, and he hurriedly explained with a smile.

"wrong."

Jiang Lan shook his head at this moment, then stood up, looked at him and said, "The person who assassinated me in Zuixianju that day seemed to be Xiongtai with a face like this."

As soon as he said these words, the star-catching stage suddenly became dead silent, and you could hear a pin drop.

Then Li Daoyi, Luo Ying and many other younger generations reacted and stood up together, staring at Ye Ming with hostility and murderous intent in their eyes.

Mr. Chu, who was behind Jiang Lan, narrowed his eyes slightly and seemed to look over. The majestic and terrifying pressure fell instantly.

A chill ran down Ye Ming's back, his complexion also changed, and he couldn't move for an instant.

He didn't know how Jiang Lan saw it, but his current face was completely different from the face he had in Zuixianju that day, and there was no similarity at all.

Jiang Lan said this because he expected that no one saw the appearance of the assassin that day, so it was the same no matter what. No one knew what the assassin looked like anyway.

On the star-catching stage, there was a sudden silence and depression.

Many younger generations looked at Ye Ming in shock and disbelief.

Ling Zhuyun's expression changed slightly under her gauze. She was one of the few people here who knew the true situation that day, and she also knew that Ye Ming was indeed the assassin who assassinated Jiang Lan that day.

But with Ye Ming's caution, it was impossible to show his true appearance, and the current appearance was also disguised.

It is impossible for Jiang Lan to know that Ye Ming is the assassin. In this case, the most likely possibility is that he is "spreading dirty water".

"Young Master Jiang is joking. Brother Ye has an upright and upright character. How could he assassinate others? Moreover, Brother Ye was with me that day and had not yet arrived in Anyang City. How could he assassinate Young Master Jiang... "

"Besides, Brother Ye has offended a lot of opponents because he was a casual cultivator. He kept changing his appearance when he was traveling outside, and now his appearance is not his true appearance..." Ling Zhuyun said calmly.

When she said this, many people came to their senses. Anyway, no one had seen the true face of the assassin. Jiang Lan could identify anyone at will.

The assassin can't be so stupid, and his true appearance will be revealed during the assassination.

"Since Saint Zhuyun is so protective of this brother, then I must have been wrong."

"The world is so big, and there are so many people with similar faces. I was frightened at the time, and it is indeed possible that I made a mistake."

Jiang Lan smiled indifferently and sat back.

Ling Zhuyun defended Ye Ming in public and gave him the opportunity. Given his character, if he told such a lie, he would have to suffer the consequences afterwards.

The female disciples of the Yaochi Sect breathed a sigh of relief at this moment.

Even they were frightened just now. How could the saint be involved with the assassin who assassinated the prime minister's son?

After all, Zhao Dieyi had known Jiang Lan before, and when she saw his eyes sizing up Ling Zhuyun, she immediately snorted in her heart, feeling that he had just said that on purpose, and that he must have made a wrong decision after seeing the beauty of the saint.

Ye Ming also had a false alarm, broke out in a cold sweat, and then looked at Ling Zhuyun with a slight gratitude.

If Jiang Lan ignored everything and insisted on letting him attack him, then he might be in some danger today.

But in that situation, he will definitely not worry about anything and make the secrets hidden by Jiang Lan public, which will lead to death.

"Thank you for your understanding, Mr. Jiang." Seeing that Jiang Lan had given her face, Ling Zhuyun felt slightly relieved and said with a gentle salute.

"The assassin that day was extremely vicious and cruel. He was familiar with Lin Fan, who assassinated me in Yuyi City that day. He must have been a remnant of the Blood Immortal Sect."

"If you meet Saint Zhuyun, you have to be careful. Don't fall into the thief's trick. If you fall for it, things will be in trouble." Jiang Lan smiled and said sincerely, as if with good intentions. .

The remnants of the Blood Immortal Cult?

Ling Zhuyun was slightly startled when she heard Jiang Lan suddenly mention this matter.

She didn't expect Jiang Lan to regard Ye Ming as a remnant of the Blood Immortal Sect.

But now, the remnants of the Blood Immortal Sect outside Daxia are indeed becoming more and more rampant, and many remote villages and cities have been bloodbathed and sacrificed.

Even in Daxia, traces of Blood Immortal Cult activities began to appear.

"Thank you, Master Jiang, for reminding me." She nodded.

Ye Ming's face looked a little bad. He didn't know whether Jiang Lan's words were intentional or unintentional.

Did you really see his identity just now, or was he deliberately using this to intimidate Ling Zhuyun?

…

Despite such a small setback, the tea-making meeting went on smoothly.

A group of younger people arrived at the back, but still did not respond or express their stance.

Jiang Lan showed dissatisfaction with this, but it seemed that it was because he knew that this matter was not feasible, so he didn't say anything more in the end.

Later, someone from the younger generation proposed to discuss and verify Taoism on the evolution stage to relieve boredom.

Compared with the previous silent response, this incident made a group of young geniuses quite active. For this reason, Jiang Lan also came up with some bonuses to show his sincerity as the host.

The younger generation competed with each other, and even the Mingyuan Sect and Yaochi Sect, who had always had a grudge, did not conflict.

After the tea-making meeting, it was already Youshi, and many geniuses left one after another and did not stay long.

Jiang Lan's true goal has been achieved, and everyone seems to be enjoying themselves.

After the news came out that day, many monks flocked to the vicinity of Zixia Mountain, where they waited for the cave to be born.

Even the Prime Minister's son cares so much about it, and the fate that he is bound to win naturally shows its weight.

After drinking a lot of tea at the tea-making party, Su Qinghan felt that the spiritual platform was empty and had a hint of enlightenment. That night, she changed into a hazy dress that was as thin as gauze and took the initiative to find Jiang Lan and ask him to help her practice.

Jiang Lan, who was in a good mood, naturally did not refuse her request.

Chu Chan, who was supposed to sleep with her, could only go to the side hall to rest.

When it comes to ugliness, everything is silent.

In the hall, on a futon, Chu Chan, who had been practicing quietly, suddenly noticed something unusual.

She was sitting here cross-legged, with a broken weapon fragment in her palm as white as jade.

At this moment, she was caressing this fragment of weapon, feeling extremely surprised. It had been three days since she got this mysterious fragment of weapon.

With her heart palpitating at that time, she bought it from the stall.

But in the following days, no matter how she explored, it was difficult to detect anything unusual. It seemed to be just an ordinary weapon fragment.

Apart from the extremely solid texture, there seems to be nothing special about it.

But just now, when she finished practicing, she suddenly noticed a strange cold feeling coming from it.

It was heavy and thick, but also contained a touch of ice-like coldness. The originally blurry lines were becoming clear at this moment, as if there were ancient creatures whispering in her ears.

"Is it possible that a special timing is needed?"

"It's still because it needs to be nourished by magical power..."

Chu Chan kept trying, her beautiful eyes full of surprise and surprise.

As her mana continued to pour in, the dark fragments of the weapon began to show traces of strange divine patterns, and continued to emit blazing light.

And those divine patterns seemed to be alive, converging towards her palms, the golden light was brilliant and extremely dazzling, as if they were going to be integrated into her limbs and bones.

Faintly, she heard some kind of ancient sound in her ears, like chanting scriptures, but also like some kind of painful wail. The two were mixed and entangled, making it difficult to distinguish.

Then, with the concentration of her mind, she was able to understand these strange divine patterns, like an ancient and profound scripture, and there seemed to be an ancient figure explaining to her the essentials of the Taoist scriptures.

It seemed like two invisible figures were fighting there.

These lines, like tiny snakes, kept climbing, along her palms, and gradually spread to her whole body.

Upon closer inspection, it gives people a strange feeling of heart palpitations like an abyss.

This process did not last long.

Chu Chan's breathing became rapid, and her eyes became more and more intense.

In the end, the strange lines continued to gather and intertwine, and finally disappeared in the palm of her hand.

When Chu Chan looked again, the broken weapon fragment had disappeared, as if it had turned into a handful of ashes.

All the strange lines on her body also disappeared, as if everything just now was a dream.

Chu Chan organized her thoughts and recalled the details just now, her eyes full of light.

"This is actually a fragment of the weapon of the Ancient Beiming Lord from the ancient period..."

"To be precise, it should be that the fragments of his weapon were hidden in the body of a powerful opponent after being broken into pieces. It was difficult to take them out. They were not revealed until the death of that opponent."

"The divinity and fierceness in it have been worn away, and instead it has turned into a trace of the Tao Seal that has returned to its original nature."

Chu Chan was very surprised, and also had an unexpected joy.

Who would have thought that such an inconspicuous piece of weaponry would turn out to be a rare item containing a trace of the divine seal of the Ancient Heavenly Lord Beiming.

"Although it is just a trace of the Dao Seal, it contains some of the will of the Ancient Heavenly Lord Beiming at that time..."

"Not only that, but there are also some vague Taoist memories."

Chu Chan suppressed the excitement in her heart. She had to say that her luck was really good at that time.

Although she had no way of knowing what level of existence the Ancient Heavenly Lord Beiming would be when he was at his peak, she could get a glimpse of it from the scenes reflected in the traces of the Tao Seal.

"There is indeed some cause and effect. There seems to be some connection between the Chen family of Beiming after Chen Ning and the ancient Heavenly Lord of Beiming..."

"I obtained the Tao Seal and Divine Mark of the Ancient Heavenly Lord Beiming, which is equivalent to becoming his descendant."

"If he leaves a legacy, then it is suitable for me to use."

Chu Chan's mind gradually calmed down. She originally wanted to take advantage of the birth of Lord Zixia in the cave to get rid of Chen Ning in order to avenge the bullying she had suffered, but now she changed her mind.