Seeing how funny the monkey king was, and how fast it changed back and forth, even though Qianxun, the snake king, was full of thoughts, he couldn't help laughing.
In the distance, nine-level peak profound beasts that had just turned into human forms were wearing red cloths, twisting their buttocks and chasing after each other. A strong smell of wine had already permeated the Heaven's Punishment Forest...
At the same time, on a high peak far away from human habitation.
Here, it is an independent mountain surrounded by mountains. It is very close to Tianzhu Mountain. Surrounded by mountains and ravines on all sides, this mountain peak is unique. In addition to being surrounded by mountains, it is also surrounded by clouds and mists. The clouds and mists are like strips of pure white. Ribbon, sinking and floating on the mountainside, coming and going misty.
An elegant figure came like riding the wind, from the foot of the mountain there was almost no pause, and it went straight up to the top of the mountain like clouds and fog. With a wave of his sleeve, a gust of wind blows slowly from his sleeve, softly and slowly, but the pile of rocks in front of him suddenly and silently turned into stone powder all over the sky. It was swung out with a bang, and I don't know how far it flew.
On the ground of the top of the mountain, a large platform with a radius of four to fifty feet unexpectedly appeared out of thin air.
The man smiled slightly, grasped it with both hands, and lifted it suddenly. A large rock suddenly rose from the center of the platform, as if it had been placed underground. A small coffee table is formed, smooth and clean, and the light can be seen.
The man did the same thing again, and made three more grand master chairs beside the small tea table. Although the Taishi chair is made of stone, it is extremely comfortable to sit on, and the lines are more soft, as if made by nature.
The man chuckled, grabbed a stone the size of a human head, squeezed it casually, and it turned into a teapot in an instant, with dragons and phoenixes painted on the teapot, lifelike. I believe that even if a famous craftsman burns a kiln, he may not be able to carve it so skillfully!
The teapot was ready, and several teacups appeared one by one. At this moment, he stopped his hands and took out a small bag from his bosom. There was only a handful of tea leaves in it, just that handful of tea leaves. He poured it into the teapot quite carefully, and then with a move of his right hand, the snow on the top of the mountain flew from the void, froze in the sky above the teapot, and then automatically turned into a pool of clear water, pouring it into the pot , it was full in a moment. With a wave of the man's hand, the snow in the void disappeared without a trace.
The man slowly sat down on the main seat among the three grand master chairs, holding the teapot in his hands, only a moment later, a little bit of heat came out of the teapot, and after a while, the water in the teapot was already gone It boiled completely. A strong tea fragrance wafted out and lingered for a long time.
Lifting the teapot lightly, he first poured a cup for himself, but saw that the tea was green in color, clear to the bottom, and full of fragrance, he took a sip, and smiled faintly on his face.
Judging by his age, this man was only in his thirties, with a face like a jade crown, red lips and white teeth, eyes like bright stars, eyebrows like distant mountains, dressed in a white robe, with a light blue belt around his waist, which was slightly gathered, but It looks even more light fur and gentle belt, chic and dusty.
He just sat down gracefully, sitting on the peak of these mountains and ravines, but it was as easy as sitting in his own home. The bitter mountain wind blew his hair and robe, and his whole body seemed to be going away with the wind...
Anyone who looks at it will know that this is a scholar with a detached demeanor and a beautiful heart. No one would have thought that this scholar can have such shocking magical skills!
Silently, even the clouds and mist halfway up the mountain did not tremble at all. Almost at the same time, two figures appeared behind the man in white so strangely. It seems that they have been standing there for a long time...
"You are here." The white-clothed man said calmly without turning his head, "I have prepared some tea, please have a cup of tea. The tea is boiling three times, and the time is just right. This is the only tea tree in the fairy palace that is 10,000 years old. It is only a few taels a year, so you are blessed."
Behind him, there is an old man in purple robe and a middle-aged man in linen clothes. Both of them have a handsome demeanor, and they look like ordinary people who have never practiced Xuan Gong.
Among the two who appeared later, the purple-robed old man casually sat down on a grand teacher's chair. This old man has a leopard head and eyes, a burly figure, a strong physique, and a bearded face. A character who looks like Zhang Feiye, seems to have no intentions at all.
I believe that anyone who sees him in the first day of junior high school will definitely think that he is a reckless, impulsive and rough guy. If this person does things according to his heart, he will not consider the consequences at all, and no one will doubt it. All in all In a word. He is the most typical iconic figure with well-developed limbs and a simple mind.
But such a person is actually the master of one of the three holy lands, the master of the fantasy sea of blood: Huyan Aobo!
This man is not to be underestimated!
Anyone who dares to underestimate this "rough and tyrannical" man will pay a heavy price. If he dies, he will eventually submit to his subordinates. Any smart person who seems to be shrewd, careful, and prudent is no exception!
This is not a rare thing at all. If he is really a person with no brains, how can he lead the fantasy blood sea, one of the three holy places
If you must give an evaluation, Huyan Aobo is definitely an iconic character who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger!
"Mo Wudao. You little boy, bah, you old boy... Alas, what should I say about you, old boy! Two hundred years ago, you were such a virtuous scholar, and you are still like this now. I saw You are a pain in the ass! Do you want to go out and seduce women from good families with such a silly face of yourself? You must have been unused for a hundred or eighty years for this old and shameless thing! Can it still be used? ?”
Huyan Aobo picked up a cup of tea and said carelessly. While despising Mo Wudao, he swallowed the tea in one gulp, and then breathed out comfortably: "Ten Thousand Years Tea Tree...it's really extraordinary...it's just delicious..."
"I don't know who is hiding it. Everyone doesn't know who's about it. Huyan Aobo, please don't show your hooligan face in front of us? In fact, everyone knows that you are very insidious. Pretentiousness is laughable and generous." Mo Wudao, the man in white, smiled lightly, and lifted the teapot: "You say I'm an old boy, haven't you been playing hooligans and villains for so many years? Everyone has already seen it. Very annoying. Old Xier, do you think this makes sense!?"
"Whoever says no, everyone knows that Mo Wudao, a gentleman in the world of mortals, is a hypocrite, and it is appropriate to act like a white-faced scholar with a little face, which is exactly what he is. But you, the 'Aotian Venerable', Huyan Aobo, are a complete little boy." Man, he has to go too far, thinking that he can pretend to be a barbarian because he is so tall and has a big beard on purpose. In fact, who can hide his sinister and despicable face? This point, at least I knew that two hundred years ago."
The sackclothed man who ruined the two of them as soon as he opened his mouth sat down leisurely, took a cup of tea in a gentle manner, first brought it to his nose, sniffed it deeply, then took a sip lightly, and closed his eyes , savored carefully, and after a long while, sighed and said: "It is indeed good tea, good tea! It will leave a fragrance in your teeth, and you will have an endless aftertaste. Drink this wonderful tea and close your eyes. Wouldn't it be better than facing a hypocrite and a real villain?" Feel comfortable!"
On his head, he wore a gleaming golden crown, shining brightly under the sun, as if adding a golden rainbow to the top of this mysterious mountain!
"Xi Ruochen, are you such a good bird!" Huyan Aobo said angrily: "'Golden Crown King' Xi Ruochen! Hahaha, you wear a crown every day and hide in the Supreme Golden City to dominate. I don’t know, how many years ago you were a straw sandal seller!”
This man in sackcloth turned out to be the Lord of the Supreme Golden City of the Three Holy Lands: the King of the Golden Crown, Ruochen!
As for the man in white, he is naturally the Lord of the Immortal Palace who has escaped from the world: there is no way for a gentleman in the world of mortals!
In this cold winter weather, the masters of the three holy places actually gathered here, but why
Hearing Huyan Aobo's retort, Xi Ruochen didn't get angry, just squinted his eyes and smiled faintly, shrugged his shoulders, and said with interest: "This reminds me of an interesting incident many years ago. At that time, I remember that it was Huyan Aobo who lost the bet after drinking, um, I forgot what bet he bet on. I just remember that he was posing in front of the two of us, and said in a coquettish voice: My family is Huyan Aobo... Everyone Said, Bo from the slave family is very proud... Take a look, are you really proud? If this matter is publicized in the dreamy blood sea, I believe it will be very exciting."
He imitated the tone of a brothel, and said this passage seemingly casually, and after finishing speaking, he burst out laughing.
Mo Wudao laughed and clapped his hands, looking overjoyed.
Huyan Aobo's face instantly turned purple, and he said angrily: "Everyone has already agreed at that time, and we must not bring up this matter again, why did you say it again? You think what you said is farting No?"
Mo Wudao happily said: "This is retribution, who told you to expose his old background and say that he is a straw sandal seller? This is your own fault, so how can you blame others, isn't it Old Xi'er?"
Huyan Aobo snorted, and said: "Both of you are not good people! Didn't you bother to embarrass this old man when we met? You can't clean your ass with shit, so you have the nerve to tell me!"
"It's not that we purposely made things difficult for you this time, we're really curious." Xi Ruochen smiled and said, "Huyan Aubo, you old boy asked if Mo Wudao's things can be used, but we've always been very curious. Curious where is your dent? Where is your boob? But this time I finally understand. You are over 300 years old and you have a son who is less than 50 years old. The place where it is, I admire it, hahaha... "