With this interruption, the previous topic naturally disappeared.
"Come on, I'll continue, continue."
Tianhe Daojun happily smoothed the field, and Li Siyi, another apprentice, knew a lot, and covered up the matter with a few words. After a while, the topic on the field turned to another side.
It was Zheng Wan who looked up at Cui Wang.
He lowered his eyes slightly and didn't look at anyone, so he sat quietly and solemnly on the sword platform, like a Buddha fetus carved in clay and wood.
Zheng Wan withdrew her gaze, and continued to listen to Shujin talk about the fun things in Haoshucheng, not to mention the little coward, who is very proficient in eating, drinking and playing, and is very pleasing to her taste.
Thinking about it, I feel a little pity.
If this person's status is lower, it would be very satisfying to be a servant.
Shuya Daojun called his son not to move, so he simply let him go.
Xu set a precedent, and then Zheng Wan accepted several challenges one after another, but there were no monks who knew little things to challenge—after all, everyone still had to lose face.
Seeing that Zheng Wan easily defeated her opponent again, and the ice lotus was flying all over the sky, almost covering the entire altar, Chang Wu raised her head in admiration:
"Innate Dao Seed... It's really unusual."
She sighed again, "Young people are awesome", as if she suddenly remembered:
"Zixiu, you have only been a disciple for more than three years, right?"
"Three years and six months, to be exact."
"That's really fast. The last time I saw you, it was when I opened the mountain gate to recruit disciples. I didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, I had already reached the perfection."
The Taoists were amazed.
Some of them have lived for nearly a thousand years. In these thousand years, it is not uncommon for talented people to come out, but it is still rare for Zheng Wan to advance so quickly—
Even if the advanced speed is as high as it is, the combat power is not as good as it is.
Human time and energy are limited.
Especially for monks who have just embarked on the road, their lifespan is not long, and they cannot balance cultivation and combat power at the same time, so they will devote most of their time and energy to cultivation. At the same level, you can even fight against the enemy at a higher level—
This is very rare.
"Speaking of which, this little cultivator can be called 'Daoist Liwei' second." Daoist Dunwu squinted at Cui Wang on the sword platform, and asked, "Daoist Liwei, what do you think? Neither?"
Zheng Wan also raised her head curiously.
She would like to know what this "old lover" thinks of herself. But seeing Cui Wang glanced at him, he turned away expressionlessly, and gave a faint "huh":
"good."
Daoist Dunwu clapped his palms and laughed, and was about to speak, but Daoist Tianhe suddenly stood up:
"How about today's discussion of Taoism? I have already set up a banquet in Zhuopu Hall at Guixu Gate. Daoist Lords, why don't we... move forward?"
"So good."
The Taoists have long since become impatient.
Today's discussion on Dao, all the limelight has been given to Yuqingmen, it is really boring, it is better to drink.
"Let's go, Daojun leads the way."
The Zhuopu Hall is located in front of the Guixu Gate Deacon Hall. The whole garden has inherited the consistent style of Guixu Gate, which is simple and grand. The main hall is supported by eight pillars. Zongzhang, Cui Wang, the other elders and other Taoist monarchs each chose a seat that was pleasing to the eye.
The disciples naturally did not sit in a proper position—
From Zheng Wan's point of view, the Daoist Lords are just bragging in another place.
The high-level Yuan food and high-level Yuan wine were brought up like running water, and the cups were staggered, and the cups were pushed and changed. After drinking for more than half an hour, they were already intoxicated.
High-grade Yuanjiu can easily become intoxicating if you don't deliberately dispel it. Taibaimen Luyan Taoist drink a little too much, and talk a little too much.
He had a sad face, and a pair of eyes exactly like Qianshuang Zhenjun stared straight at Cui Wang, who was seated, and asked:
"Daoist Li Wei, what do you think of my Qianshuang?"
Cui Wang was drinking from a cup of sapphire cup with his fingertips, without looking up:
"good."
"So how does it compare with Zixiu Daojun's little apprentice?"
Qian Shuang suddenly grabbed Aye's sleeve from behind, her face was full of confusion: "Yes, I'm sorry, I, Aye, don't usually drink much, I'm a little drunk, talking nonsense."
When Daoist Lu Yan asked this question, Zheng Wan was standing next to the master, took a small bowl of Maofu fruit and ate it wholeheartedly, and stuffed a lot of it into his mouth with the mentality of not eating for nothing, So much so that when he raised his head, his two cheeks were still bulging, like a gluttonous squirrel.
She widened her eyes in surprise, but she met Cui Wang's gaze. He looked at her and said word by word:
"Dao Jun eats a bit too much."
Zheng Wan grunted and swallowed the Maofu fruit in her mouth.
Taoist Zixiu sneered:
"Lu Yan, this is your fault, you ask Li Wei Taoist Lord, why are you talking about my family Wan Wan?"
"Yes, I'm sorry, I will take my Aye away."
Qianshuang pulled Lu Yan Taoist Lord, blushed and apologized to Zixiu a series of times, with an embarrassed look on her face.
She wanted to take Aye away, but was thrown away.
Lord Lu Yan shook his head:
"Zixiu, where did I say wrong? In Xuancang Realm, is there any girl who can compare to my family's Qianshuang? Li Wei, why do you look down on my family's Qianshuang?"
Zheng Wan continued to stuff a piece of luxuriant fruit into her mouth.
She looked at the scene in front of her with great interest. Although she didn't like Qianshuang very much, she felt that the Taoist monarch who was trying to get justice for his daughter with his tongue was very kind. The look on his face reminded her of Aye, she Aye It's the same when talking about her.
It seems that my daughter is in the sky, but not in the earth, and no one in the world can match her.
"Come here, send Lord Luyan to the guest room."
Cui Wang stood up.
He stepped down the steps and headed towards the drunken Lu Yan Taoist Lord. When he passed by Zheng Wan, his footsteps paused before moving forward again.
The white robe brushed against Zheng Wan's long sides, she shook her hands, and sprinkled a few drops of the Maofu juice on her fingertips without any kindness.
Who told him that his peach blossom debt involved her again.
"I won't leave! Li Wei, please make it clear! Why don't you like my Qianshuang? My Qianshuang is the most gentle and sensible, and her appearance is even better. Why do you want to hurt her? ... Xiyushan and his party, she Broken leg, that's fine, it's cured, but she sheds tears every day..."
Daoist Lu Yan talked about his daughter almost endlessly, and Qian Shuang, who was at the side, wanted to stop him but couldn't.
"What do you want to do?"
"I married half of the Lu family's wealth, and thought it would be a good marriage between Taibai Sect and Guixu Sect."
Lu Yan Daojun said with a big tongue, "I just hope that Daoist treats my daughter kindly."
Cui Wang glanced back:
Zheng Wan sat side by side with Shu Jin who didn't know when to come over, the two of them were eating Maofu fruit, chatting and looking at themselves, both cheeks were puffed up—
A bad breath seemed to rush out from the bottom of the abyss.
When Cui Wang flicked his sleeve, a sword aura popped out, and the sword aura roared and rushed straight behind.
Zheng Wan only felt her waist was hot, and a wave of air swept her up and then fell to the ground. Before she could stand still, her waist was supported by an icy cold, and she was quickly separated.
She heard Cui Wang's voice like pine needles falling on the ground:
"My wife, only the innate dao seed can do it."
"Just like Zhenren Zheng."
Cui Wang said lightly.
Zheng Wan flattened her bulging cheeks, she blinked, then blinked again, and suddenly said:
"Daoist Li Wei is asking me to marry you?"
Without waiting for Cui Wang to throw out a negative answer, she said first:
"Oh, I refuse."