Tianlin Ancient City is a magnificent city closest to the territory of the Xuejue Family, reaching the level of a holy city.

Looking around, there are layers of pavilions and towers in the city, and there is no limit to see.

There is a secret stronghold in the city in Wujian Pavilion, located underground.

In the top secret space underground.

Zhang Ruochen and Xuan Ji Sword Saint stood opposite each other. Both of them looked solemn, discussing major events that could shock the entire universe and starry sky. Even if the gods heard their conversation, they would change their qualities.

The current leader of Wujian Pavilion is Xuanji Sword Saint.

"This matter is extraordinary. I must immediately send the news back to Kunlun Realm and inform the Supreme Lord." Xuan Ji Sword Saint was shocked, his face was as green as iron, and he felt like a disaster was coming.

Zhang Ruochen reminded: "The war between heaven and hell has begun, the storm and the world is turbulent."

"Master! Be careful in everything."

"Ruochen, you are at the forefront of the storm now, so you should be more cautious. Before breaking the realm and becoming a god, try not to leave the Xuejue family."

Xuan Ji Sword Saint was about to leave, but suddenly thought of something, stopped and asked: "Snatch Xingtian Can, will the great god Xingtian really have a chance to escape from Luo Zuyun Mountain Realm?"

If a great god like Chi Xingtian can return to Kunlun Realm, Kunlun Realm will have greater voice in the Heavenly Court.

"There is no hurry to do this. Wujian Pavilion must not participate. Just leave it to me to deal with it." Zhang Ruochen was worried that Xuan Ji Sword Saint would take risks in order to rescue Chi Xingtian.

Now, letting the Supreme Master know the situation in Kunlun Realm is the most important thing to avoid being caught off guard in the future.

As for the rescue of Chi Xingtian...

Zhang Ruochen felt that it would not be too late to think of a solution after entering the divine realm.

Leaving the underground space, Zhang Ruochen returned to the bustling streets of Tianlin Ancient City. There were many monks coming and going, but most of them were young juniors, and it was difficult to see a strong man of the Great Saint level.

Zhang Ruochen followed Xuan Ji Sword Saint secretly until he saw him safely leaving Tianlin Ancient City.

"It seems that I was too worried! With Master's current cultivation, even if there is no master in Tianlin Ancient City, even if there is no one who can match him. It is even more difficult to find him."

This thought just emerged in Zhang Ruochen's mind.

Next to it, a pavilion shrouded in a faint blood mist, a clear voice sounded: "Ruochen Great Sage, the myth of the world, the romantic sword god, unparalleled in the world. When I saw it today, it was indeed heroic and handsome."

Zhang Ruochen was secretly shocked and looked at the third floor of the pavilion.

The pavilion is built like a rockery, more than 100 meters high, with lush appearance and covered with strange flowers and plants, making it look quite unique.

Standing on the street, you can smell the fragrance of tea coming from it.

Among the Immortal Vampire, there are few such teahouses.

Zhang Ruochen did not see who was talking, but with his level 69 and a half mental strength, the other party could see his true body, which was obviously an extraordinary person.

What made Zhang Ruochen even more worried was whether that person discovered his relationship with Xuan Ji Sword Saint?

"Does the Great Sage come up and have a drink? This restaurant's tea is purchased from Heaven. It is rare and mellow. It can not be drunk anywhere in the Hell Realm."

The man's voice was warm and beautiful, as if it was magnetic.

"It's really for me."

Zhang Ruochen walked into this teahouse called "Heaven and Earthly Returns".

In the tea pavilion, there are very few monks drinking tea.

After all, the Immortal Vampire loves to drink blood more.

Upon climbing to the third floor, Zhang Ruochen's eyes fell on a man in red who was by the window. It was certain that this person was the one who spoke to him just now.

Because Zhang Ruochen could not sense any fluctuations of power in him.

The man in red looks like he is in his twenties, with long black hair neatly combed, beautiful eyebrows, straight nose, elegant and heroic, and a breathtaking beauty.

Zhang Ruochen has seen countless handsome men, including the gentle ones like Shang Zipeng, the cold ones like Yin Yuanchen, the elegant ones like Zhenyuan, the elegant ones like Nan Sheng and Yan Yu, and the domineering temperament of Yan Wushen.

However, compared with the man in red in front of them, they seemed to be a little worse.

This person who can rely on his face can make those proud daughters lie down on his bed.

Zhang Ruochen walked to the opposite side of him, sat down, and said, "What do you call me?"

"Three thousand concubines."

The man in red was very elegant, pointing to the clay pot on the table, making a gesture of invitation, with a faint smile on his face.

This smile is enough to make all the women in the world fascinate them.

Zhang Ruochen was not polite, so he picked up the clay pot and poured a cup.

Tianlin Ancient City is the territory of the Xuejue family, and Zhang Ruochen is not afraid of anyone trying to do anything to him.

After taking a sip, Zhang Ruochen frowned and said, "It seems that it is not a good tea. I'm afraid that the tea trees have not grown to a Yuanhui."

"In the hell world, it's good to drink tea!" I was very happy and poured another cup, put it to the tip of my nose, sniffed it gently, and intoxicated by the fragrance of tea.

Zhang Ruochen observed him carefully.

Suddenly, beside him, against the wall, I found a sword decorated with jewels leaning against it.

The scabbard is very vulgar and looks flashy.

Zhang Ruochen said, "You are here to find me in Tianlin Ancient City?"

"It's not a god, but a sword god. Who doesn't want to see it with your own eyes in the world? Legend has it that you have cultivated the third-grade sword-do holy will, is this true?" asked Miss Sanqian.

Zhang Ruochen said: "The legend may be true or false."

"The Great Sage Ruochen is already invincible in the world, why are you still so conservative?" said Sanqian.

Zhang Ruochen said: "I still don't know your identity, nor do I know whether it is an enemy or a friend. How can I not be more conservative?"

The concubine Sanqian put down the teacup and said with a smile: "I invite you to have tea, of course it is a friend but a enemy."

"So, what kind of friend are they?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

I slid my long hair on my forehead and was about to speak, but suddenly, I felt something and looked at the stairs.

Zhang Ruochen sniffed gently and smelled a faint fragrance.

It's the scent of a woman.

It is the fragrance of plants and trees. Just by sniffing it, it is like being in a vast grassland or an ancient wood jungle with white mist floating, mysterious and fresh.

A tall woman wearing a veil slowly walked up from the entrance of the stairs.

At the beginning, I saw her hair accessories.

She is combed with a goddess-like cloudy hairpin, and her hair is decorated with seven green jade hairpins. The hairpin head is carved with seven different divine beasts, which are crystal clear and transparent, and contains light spots like stars.

The veil is light and the face is looming.

This aroused Zhang Ruochen and concubine Sanqian's strong desire for knowledge, wanting to uncover her mystery and see her true face clearly.

She was wearing a purple-blue long skirt with a moon-white skirt with a fir collar. Her long snow-white neck was as delicate as fat, giving people a little sexiness that was eye-catching in purity.

In her hand, she was holding a strange creature that looked like a cat, a dog, a marten, and a sable. She had three eyes, all of which were golden.

"It's as graceful as a stunning geese, and its sleeves are as simple as a blue sky." Zhang Ruochen couldn't help but think.

I followed by Sanqian, and said, "How can the fairy move slowly? The jade wrists are as calm as clouds."

The woman wearing a veil had always had a wisp of mist on her body, which made people unrealistic. She walked to a table beside Zhang Ruochen and concubine Sanqian.

"Another existence who cannot see through his cultivation." Zhang Ruochen was secretly alert in his heart, feeling that it was too abnormal.

How come two such amazing existences suddenly appeared in Tianlin Ancient City?

Moreover, they all gathered in a teahouse.

Zhang Ruochen withdrew his gaze, stopped looking at the woman, looked at the concubine Sanqian, and said, "You have not answered my question just now!"

"What's the problem?" said Sanqian.

Zhang Ruochen said: "If you continue to be so vague, I will leave. I still have a lot of important things to do."

As soon as Zhang Ruochen got up, he was pressed back by his concubine Sanqian.

He smiled and said, "As both people in the world, why do you have to ask about your life when you meet? If you are the Great Sage of the Chen, I know that you have trouble in your heart, so I want to say a few more words to you."

Zhang Ruochen said: "I am not a romantic guest, nor am I difficult."

"No, you are in trouble, otherwise why would you be beaten by your own daughter? You are also a romantic visitor. All monks in the hell world know that it is rare to have a confidant in life. Come and have a drink together."

I raised my tea cup.

Zhang Ruochen was quite helpless and sighed in his heart. Sure enough, the news spread.

Good things don’t go out, and jokes spread thousands of miles.

Zhang Ruochen was absent-minded and had a cup of tea with his concubine, but he couldn't taste the taste at all.

I said to Sanqian, "You don't have to be depressed. The reason why this happens is actually because you don't know how to discipline your women. I will pass on you a few tricks to protect your wife, and I will guarantee that this will not cause you any more troubles."

"Why did your daughter say ill words to you and fight against you?"

"It was all taught by her mother."
To be continued...