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Seeing the Monkey King acting so funny and changing so quickly, the Qian Xun Serpent Queen couldn't help but laugh out loud even though she was full of worries.
In the distance, the Ninth Level Xuan Beasts, who had just transformed into their human forms, were wearing red cloths. They were twisting their butts as they chased after each other. A strong aroma of wine had already spread throughout the Tian Fa Forest …
At the same time, on a mountain peak far away from human habitation …
This place was an independent mountain peak surrounded by mountains. This place was very close to the Pillar of Heavens Mountains. Surrounded by mountains and ravines, this mountain peak stood out from the rest. In addition to being surrounded by mountains, it was also surrounded by clouds and mist. The clouds and mist were like white ribbons, floating and sinking halfway up the mountain, faintly discernible.
An elegant figure came as if riding the wind. From the foot of the mountain, he did not seem to stop at all. He went all the way to the peak of the mountain as if he was riding on the clouds. With a wave of his sleeve, a leisurely strong wind slowly blew out from his sleeve. It was gentle and slow. However, a pile of rocks in front of him suddenly silently turned into stone powder that filled the sky. With a wave of this person's sleeve, the stone powder was flung out with a 'shua' sound. It was unknown how far it flew.
On the ground of the mountain peak, a wide platform with a circumference of forty to fifty feet appeared out of thin air.
The man smiled faintly. His hands grasped the air and suddenly lifted up. In the center of the platform, a large stone suddenly rose up slowly. It was as if it had originally been placed on the ground. The large stone slowly rose up, and its shape constantly changed subtly. Finally, it turned into a small and exquisite tea table. It was smooth and clean, and the light was like a mirror.
That person did the same thing and made three more armchairs next to the small tea table. Although the armchairs were made of stone, they were extremely comfortable to sit on. The lines were even softer, as if they were made by heaven.
That person chuckled and casually grabbed a stone the size of a human head. He casually squeezed it, and in an instant, it turned into a teapot. On the teapot, there were dragons and phoenixes embroidered on it, vivid and lifelike. Even a famous craftsman might not be able to carve such exquisite craftsmanship!
The teapot was ready, and a few teacups appeared one by one. At this time, he stopped and took out a small bag from his bosom. There was only a small handful of tea leaves in it. The man carefully poured it into the teapot, and then with a wave of his right hand, the pure white snow on the mountain peak actually flew over from the void and condensed above the teapot. Then it automatically turned into a pool of clear water and poured into the teapot. In a moment, the teapot was full. The man waved his hand, and the snow in the void disappeared without a trace with a 'shua'.
The man slowly sat down on the main seat of the three armchairs and held the teapot in his hand. In just a moment, the teapot actually emitted traces of hot air. After another moment, the water in the teapot was completely boiling. A rich tea fragrance floated out and did not dissipate for a long time.
He gently lifted the teapot and first poured himself a cup. The tea was dark green in color, and the bottom could be seen. The strong fragrance filled the air. He took a sip, and a faint smile appeared on his face.
This man looked to be only about thirty years old. His face was like jade, and his lips were red and his teeth were white. His eyes were like bright stars, and his eyebrows were like distant mountains. He wore a white robe with a light green belt around his waist. It was slightly tightened, but it made him look even more elegant and elegant.
He leisurely sat down. Sitting at the peak of this mountain range, it was as if he was sitting in his own home. The piercingly cold mountain wind blew his hair and robe, and his entire person seemed to be riding the wind and flying away …
Anyone who looked at him would know that he was a graceful and talented scholar. However, no one would have thought that this scholar would have such a heaven-defying technique!
Without a sound, even the clouds at the waist of the mountain didn't move in the slightest. Almost at the same time, two figures strangely appeared behind the white-clothed man. It was as if they had been standing there for a long time …
"You've come." The man in white did not turn his head and said lightly, "I've prepared some good tea. I'll treat you to a cup. The tea has been boiled three times, and the timing is just right. This is produced by the only ten thousand year old tea tree in the Immortal Palace. It only produces a few taels of tea every year. You're lucky. "
Behind him was a purple-robed old man and a middle-aged man in hemp garments. Both of them looked confident and at ease. They looked like ordinary people who had never practiced Xuan skills before.
The purple-robed old man casually sat down on an armchair. This old man had round eyes and a leopard's head. His stature was tall and sturdy, and his body was strong and healthy. His face was covered with a curly beard. At first glance, he looked like a fierce Zhang Fei. It seemed as if he did not have the slightest bit of scheming.
Anyone who saw him for the first time would think that he was a reckless and impulsive man. If one were to say that this person did things according to his heart, and did not consider the consequences, no one would doubt it. In short, he was the most typical symbol of a well-developed but simple-minded person.
However, such a person was actually the master of one of the three Holy Lands — the master of the Illusory Ocean of Blood — Huyan Ao Bo!
This person could not be underestimated!
Anyone who dared to look down on this' straightforward 'man would pay a heavy price. They would either die, or eventually serve him. No matter how shrewd, careful, or intelligent they looked, they were no exception!
This was not a rare thing. If he was a brainless person, how could he lead one of the three Holy Lands — the Illusory Ocean of Blood?
If one had to give an evaluation, then Huyan Ao Bo was definitely an iconic person who pretended to be a pig to eat a tiger!
"Mo Wudao, you little white face … Pei, you old white face … Ai, what should I say about you, old man! Two hundred years ago, you had the appearance of a white faced scholar. You're still the same now. Just looking at you gives me a headache! You made yourself look like a little white face. Don't tell me you want to go out and seduce innocent women? You shameless old thing, you haven't used it for eighty to a hundred years! Can you still use it? "
Huyan Aobo picked up a cup of tea and said casually. While looking at Mo Wudao with disdain, he swallowed the tea in one gulp. Then he let out a comfortable breath, "The ten thousand year old tea tree … is indeed extraordinary … it's delicious …"
"Who doesn't know what's going on? Huyan Ao Bo, please don't show your hoodlum face in front of us. Actually, we all know that you're a very sinister old man. Deliberately acting in front of us is just making a fool of yourself. " The white clothed man, Mo Wudao, smiled lightly and raised the teapot, "You say I'm old white face, how many years has it been? Haven't you been pretending to be a hoodlum and a villain? Actually, everyone is already tired of looking at you. Old Xi 'er, don't you think so!? "
"Who doesn't say so? Everyone knows that the 'Worldly Gentleman' Mo Wudao is a hypocrite. Acting like a white face scholar and a little white face is just right. It's his true character. But you, 'Venerable Ao Tian' Huyan Ao Bo, is a downright despicable person. Yet, you insist on acting so excessively. You think that just because you're a little taller and deliberately grow a big beard, you can act like a barbarian. In fact, who can you fool with your sinister and despicable face? This, I've known for at least two hundred years. "
The hemp clothed man, who had insulted the two people as soon as he opened his mouth, leisurely sat down and politely picked up a cup of tea. First, he brought it to his nose and deeply sniffed it. Then, he gently took a sip, closed his eyes and carefully savored it. After a while, he sighed and said, "It's really good tea, good tea! The aroma lingers in the mouth and the aftertaste is endless. Drinking this wonderful tea and closing my eyes, isn't it better than facing a hypocrite and a despicable person? "
On his head, he wore a shining golden crown. Under the illumination of the sun, it was as if a golden rainbow had been added to the mysterious peak of the mountain!
"Xi Ruo Chen, are you a good bird?!" Huyan Ao Bo said angrily, "'Golden Crown King' Xi Ruo Chen! Hahaha, you wear a crown every day and act like a king in the Supreme Golden City. Actually, everyone knows that you used to sell straw sandals many years ago! "
This hemp clothed man turned out to be the Lord of the Supreme Golden City of the Three Holy Lands, 'Golden Crown King' Xi Ruo Chen!
As for the white clothed man, he was naturally the Lord of the Hermitage, the Worldly Gentleman Mo Wudao!
In this cold winter weather, the masters of the Three Great Holy Lands had actually gathered here. But why?
Hearing Huyan Ao Bo's sarcasm, Xi Ruo Chen didn't get angry. He just squinted his eyes and smiled faintly. He shrugged his shoulders and said with interest, "This reminds me of an interesting incident many years ago. At that time, I remember that Huyan Ao Bo lost a bet after drinking. Hmm, I forgot what the bet was. I only remember that he stroked his hair in a flirtatious manner in front of the two of us and said in a coquettish voice, "This humble one is Huyan Aobo... Everyone says that this humble one is very proud... Look, is it really proud?" If this matter is publicized in the Illusory Blood Sea, I believe it will be very interesting. "
Mimicking the tone of a prostitute, he said these words in a seemingly casual manner. When he finished, he burst out laughing.
Mo Wudao laughed and clapped his hands. He was overjoyed.
Huyan Ao Bo's face instantly turned purple, and he said angrily, "We have already agreed not to mention this matter again. Why did you say it again? Do you think your words are bullsh * t? "
Mo Wudao was overjoyed and said, "This is retribution. Who asked you to expose his background and say that he sold straw sandals? You asked for it, so how can you blame anyone else? Isn't that right, Old Xi 'er? "
Huyan Ao Bo snorted and said, "Both of you are not good people! Didn't you collude with each other to make things difficult for me the last time we met? You can't even clean up your own mess, and you still have the cheek to talk about me! "
"This time, we are not deliberately making things difficult for you. We are really curious." Xi Ruo Chen smiled and said, "Huyan Ao Bo, you old brat, you even asked if Mo Wudao's item could be used. Actually, we have always been curious about where you are depressed. Where is it? But this time, I finally understand. You are already over 300 years old, but you still have a son who is not even 50 years old. You are really depressed where you should be depressed, and erect where you should be erect. I admire you, hahaha … "
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