The seventh level of Jade Emperor Mountain is extremely prosperous, even better than the south of the Yangtze River. The Yuhuang Mountain Waterfall turns into Feiyun Lake here. The lake and sky are the same color, and the water surface is calm and waveless, as quiet as a mirror, reflecting the flying clouds in the sky.

White clouds walked above the lake, looking up at the sky, the sky was as blue as washing.

When Louban built the Dongdu, he was worried that it would destroy the beauty of Feiyun Lake when he built it, so he built dams along the lake and built embankments by the lake. The embankments separated the seventh-level building in the Dongdu from Feiyun Lake to prevent pollution of Feiyun Lake.

These buildings are built along the mountain, lined up one after another, with tall buildings like dragon scales covering the Jade Emperor Mountain.

Su Yun sat in the middle of the immortal in Piaoya Tower and looked at the lake. He saw a few leaves floating above the lake, and white clouds were wandering under the boat.

"It's really like a fairyland."

Bai Yuelou next to Su Yun exclaimed: "The atmosphere in Dongdu is extraordinary."

Su Yun smiled slightly. The beauty of the scenery in Dongdu is breathtaking, but when it comes to fairyland, it is still much inferior.

He has seen a fairyland, and it is truly unparalleled.

The gods and immortals in Piaoyalou live in the world mean that they are floating around, and they are often the place where the Gentile envoys live.

Su Yun withdrew his gaze and looked at other guests.

This time, Cang Jiuhua invited guests not only to Bai Yuelou, but also to several family members from the Eastern Capital, most of whom were young talents.

These children from aristocratic families have extraordinary talents, chatting and laughing at banquets, and are versatile.

Su Yun was a companion this time. Because he ate argali and killed Gao Fu, he was respected by Cang Jiuhua, so he got a seat at the bottom of Baiyue.

"Where did those argali go?"

Su Yun cleaned up all the food in his seat, staring and looking around, but did not find the argali, so he looked around among the guests and said suspiciously: "Does those argali have become adults and are hidden among these guests?"

Wutong sat alone next to Su Yun, and only ate a few bites. Seeing Su Yun looking around, she signaled Jiao Shuao to deliver his food to Su Yun's table and said, "I can't get used to these foods."

Su Yun thanked him and continued to swallow his voraciously, saying in a muffled voice: "Junior sister, what do you eat on weekdays?"

"Water, or twisted spirit."

Wutong said: "People say that I eat people, but I don't eat them."

Su Yun was surprised. In his spiritual world, Yingying took paper and pen, carefully recorded the habits of human demons, and planned to form a human demon.

She has a grudge against the demons.

Wutong said: "These family members who sent their children to the banquet may be unfavorable to you."

Su Yun finished the meal and was still a little hungry. Bai Yuelou was frightened and quickly pushed his portion over, fearing that he would eat him too.

Wutong continued: "Mr. Shuijing said that you are the escort of Baiyuelou. In fact, you are giving Yuan Shuo a gold medal to make Yuan Shuo's face look better. But Cang Jiuhua only needs to ask for a little bit of inquiries and know who you are. He will still be able to test Yuan Shuo's strength and can still test it out!"

Su Yun put down his food, looked over the many guests, and landed on Cang Jiuhua. Cang Jiuhua was mostly envoys of the Qin Dynasty, but next to him, there were several Yuanshuo people accompanying him, and obviously had a very high status.

Wutong seemed to know everyone here, and said slowly: "The yellow-clothed person on the left of Cang Jiuhua is named Wen Yanfeng, the son of Prime Minister Wen. The purple-clothed person next to Wen Yanfeng is named Gu Shengping, the son of Guangluqing. Guangluqing and Prime Minister are enough to compete with Mr. Shui Jing and Saint Xue. They came to the banquet not to curry favor with the Gentile envoys, but to reveal your identity to ruin Mr. Shui Jing's good things."

Su Yun said: "If I reveal my true identity, will Daqin see Yuan Shuo's weakness, what are the benefits for them?"

Wutong said lightly: "It is not good for Yuan Shuo, but it is great for them. If you defeat Di Ping, your identity will be exposed, and many people will challenge you. To defeat you is to defeat Di Ping, and the ambition of the aristocratic family will grow secretly in the Eastern Capital. If you promote it a little, it will be even more extraordinary."

Wutong appeared in the Tianmen Town in his eyes, looked up at the Tianque, and laughed: "Since Diping ascended the throne, many aristocratic families have been extremely dissatisfied with Diping. This time, the re-use of Mr. Shuijing has accumulated this dissatisfaction to the extreme. Therefore, the seven major aristocratic families have become rebellious, and other aristocratic families may not be rebellious."

Su Yun smiled slightly, activated his blood and pushed her out of his eyes: "Defeat me? Di Ping doesn't have the ability to do this, let alone them?"

The red gauze brushed across his cheeks, and the girl in red walked among his spirit.

Above the yellow bell, the girl walked barefoot on the scales. The yellow bell suddenly rotated and flowed through her feet. Although she was walking, she remained in place.

Su Yun's spirit gradually became wider and wider, his palm spread out, and the girl on the clock was held in his palm.

"In Yuanshuo, there are indeed not many people who can defeat you in the same realm. But what if the Gentile envoys defeat you?"

Su Yun stared at the girl in her palm so that she would not take the opportunity to take action against Yingying. Unexpectedly, the red gauze flew all over the sky, blocking his gaze.

He reached out to pluck the red yarn, and the red yarn disappeared, and the girl disappeared.

Su Yun raised his head and saw that he was in an extremely pure place, with white clouds everywhere, and a spiritual horn was sleeping soundly in the clouds.

Lingxi woke up and was very happy to see him. She ran towards him, and without saying a word, she carried Su Yun on her back and ran forward happily.

Under Lingxi's feet, a red yarn ribbon is like a rainbow bridge, connected to the clouds.

Lingxi ran forward along the red sao, and the sycamore in front of her was lying on the white clouds, and the red sao looked like her belt.

"If the Gentile envoy defeats you and is promoted by those who are interested, you can defeat you or defeat Diping. If the Gentile envoy defeats Diping and drives Diping to abdicate, it is natural."

Wutong twitched the red gauze with her hands, and Lingxi ran happily closer. The closer she got, the bigger the girl lying on the side of the clouds.

Lingxi ran into the girl's palm, and the woman was like a magnificent and boundless god, holding Lingxi and Su Yun in both hands.

Lingxi plays among her palm lines, crosses the flowing water, and jumps over the mountains.

Wutong's face appeared outside the sky and said leisurely: "The East Capital has long been a demon city, and its magical nature is brewing here. We must raise a demon god, the demon king!"

She lowered her head, closed her eyes, and kissed Su Yun and Bai Rhino in her palm.

Su Yun hurriedly raised his hand to block his body, but saw red lips blocking all his sight.

Just as Wutong's red lips were about to touch him, everything disappeared, and Su Yun returned to the banquet, but saw himself holding an empty plate in front of him.

The guests around looked at each other and looked surprised.

Wutong chuckled and said lightly: "Second Junior Brother."

Su Yun wiped away the cold sweat from his forehead. He was invaded by Wutong's blood and caused various strange phenomena. He was played with by this witch.

It can be seen that Wutong's cultivation is far deeper and more powerful than him. In this way, he can only give up his position as the eldest brother and let Wutong be the senior sister of the Academy of Culture.

"Bai Shizi's entourage is so powerful that he can swallow agar. I think Bai Shizi's cultivation strength must be even more clever."

Suddenly, a spiritual scholar stood up at the banquet and said aloud: "Bai Shizi is a disciple of a saint, and the two imperial teachers cultivated each other. Therefore, I dared to ask the scholar for advice."

Bai Yuelou sat upright, his face calmly, and smiled and said, "Who is your lord?"

The spirit hunched and said, "My father, Yuan Shuo, General of Chelang, Dongdu Mei family, Mei Guiting Pavilion."

Bai Yuelou laughed and said, "The Mei family is also a great family, but it is still far behind the saint disciples. If you can beat my subordinate Su Yun, you will be qualified to challenge me."

Mei Guiting also laughed: "I heard for a long time that the battle in the Heavenly Daoyuan challenged the name of Su Shizi, who challenged Emperor Yuanshuo, Mei Guiting dared to ask Su Shizi for advice!"

Wutong smiled and said, "I'm right? You have been seen through. These sons of the clan will also reveal your identity so that Cang Jiuhua can know the whole story."

Su Yun picked up the wine glass on the table, raised his head and drank it all.

"Don't drink when you are fourteen!" In his spiritual world, Yingying rolled up her books and knocked her head angrily.

Su Yun poured himself a glass of wine and started drinking it himself.

Mei Guiting walked out from behind the table and smiled and said, "Bai Shizi is not a scholar of Tiandao, but Su Shizi is an academician of Tiandao. In the Tiandao Court, he fought with the emperor and forced the emperor to retreat again and again, making him famous in the Eastern Capital. Everyone wants to know who Su Shizi is. Today I am lucky to meet Su Shizi here."

The gods were in the middle, and everyone's eyes were gathered on Su Yun.

When Cang Jiuhua saw this scene, his worries suddenly disappeared: "Even if Yuan Shuo's knowledge has improved greatly, so what? Yuan Shuo is not clear, his ministers are not virtuous, he only knows internal struggles and internal frictions. Even if Mr. Shui Jing has the ability to understand the sky and the earth, he will have no use of martial arts."

Su Yun raised his head to drink. In the spiritual world, Yingying kept knocking on his spiritual mind: "If you don't let you drink, you will drink it! You won't learn well at a young age!"

Mei Guiting's eyes flashed and said unhappily: "I dare to ask Su Shizi for advice. Could it be that Su Shizi doesn't give this face..."

"It's going to kill me."

Su Yun played with the wine glass, his eyes fell on the wine glass, and said indifferently: "I came from Tianshiyuan and a man from the mountains and fields. Whenever I take action, I rarely keep my hands. Your father, Meilang, will not be the last one, right? As long as you nod, I will give you a chance to challenge me."

Mei Guiting's pupils shrank suddenly, hesitated for a moment, nodded, and laughed: "Brother Su..."

The wine glass in Su Yun's hand floated up, and the mouth of the glass was facing Mei Guiting. Suddenly, the wine glass was divided into seven rings, which seemed to be hissing and the big yellow bell.

"Bang!"

A deafening bell rang, but the sound wave rushed out, faintly turning into a big bell several feet in a radius!

Mei Guiting exploded with a bang and turned into powder.

Su Yun put down the wine glass, and the wine glass broke all over the floor. He looked around with drunkenness, shaking up, and laughed: "Who else wants to challenge me?"
Chapter completed!