The Protector Ziyue looked at him disdainfully and said, "The disciples on the earth list are all disciples of the top fifty sects. Everyone has an eighth-grade immortal weapon or above, or even the top hundred in the earth list. Each has a semi-god king weapon, and the top ten in the earth list, and each has a divine king weapon!"
"Ye Shitian, what is it!"
"It's pretty good to be on the mysterious list!"
The Baiyue guardian did not care about it and was still receiving the disciples of the sects and casual cultivators who came to register.
...
In the ancient spirit city, there was a girl in white on the top of the roof of the Bailing Fairy Pavilion, playing the guqin gently, but a hint of impetuousness appeared on her cheeks, and she muttered from time to time: "It's really, Uncle Zheng, do you have to practice the guqin for the sake of peace?"
"I learned the long sword!"
"I'm not used to asking me to practice piano. Why don't you let me practice hitting people with ribbons!"
"Besides, my father is the same. I'm just going to make a kid for me for no reason. I'm also proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting before I leave the house. We are even more a fairyland warrior. We know fairy skills and combat, so that's enough."
"I don't like piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, fancy and whistle!"
The girl in white pouted and supported her hands on the guqin. Although she looked so beautiful, she gave people a playful feeling. She didn't look like a legendary fairy at all, but she was a bit useless to lose the elegant fairy spirit around her.
She lowered her head and flirted with the guqin at will, but when she looked closely, the guqin exuded an ancient slashing Taoist atmosphere. It was obviously a seventh-grade divine king weapon, but it was used for practicing the guitar. What's more, the jade pendants and swords played with by the girl in white were all seventh-grade divine king weapons.
It can be said to be rich, no, it should be rich enough to rival a country!
Aside, an old man in black stood solemnly, looking at the girl in white in front of him, and sighed: "Miss Seven, I respect the orders of the head of my family. Be sure to watch Miss Seven, you learn how to play music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and see Miss Seven, you..."
"Hey, Uncle Zheng!"
"There is no problem with piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but it's Mu Feng from the Golden Knife Sect, who is the doll's kiss. Why should I get engaged to him?"
"He is the ninth level of the divine realm!"
The girl in white looked helpless and said, "I entered the ninth level of the god realm. She didn't go to the sea of ​​killing, fighting for monsters and monsters. She didn't participate in the conquest of other families, and she knew that she had internal conflicts with the disciples of dozens of other sects!"
"I don't like this kind of man!"
"Miss Seven!" Zheng Bo sighed, "Mu Feng's father is the head of the Jindao Sect! Although the Jindao Sect is a subordinate sect of our Beigong family, it is also under the command of the ancestors in the late stage of the Hunyuan Realm, which is also a great help!"
"A late stage of Hunyuan Realm!"
"Dad sold her daughter?"
"It's really annoying. Uncle Zheng, is there anything interesting recently?"
The girl in white sat on a white jade stool again. She was fifteen or sixteen years old, but she was at the peak of the ninth level of the divine realm. If she hadn't been lazy and playful, she would probably have been cultivating the divine king realm at this moment!
She is the seventh lady of the Beigong family, Beigong Ziyu!
At that time, the head of the Beigong family took office. In order to appease and intimidate the hundreds of sects under his jurisdiction, he suppressed a group of sects and made good friends with some sects. The head of the hundreds of sects, the Golden Sword Sect, was on the list of wins!
The head of the Beigong family even married the head of the Jindao Sect!
Use his seventh daughter to marry Mu Feng, the eldest son of the head of the Golden Knife Sect!
Speaking of which, it was sixteen or seventeen years old. Mu Feng was only in his early thirties, but he was only in the ninth level of the divine realm, so he naturally could not be valued by Beigong Ziyu. Beigong Ziyu did not want to practice at home, so he brought his accompanying servant to the ancient spirit city for a temporary stay.
Uncle Zheng wiped his beard and smiled and said, "What's interesting?"
"Miss Seven, I have found something interesting here!"
"Oh, what's the matter? Tell me, are there any interesting things?" Beigong Ziyu suddenly became interested!
Uncle Zheng shook his head slightly and sighed. Miss Seven was interested in interesting stories, but was not interested in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.
He said slowly: "Yesterday morning, something happened in Tianling City. A low-martial plane warrior named Ye Shitian had just arrived in Tianling City and signed up for the Hundred Sects of Qiankun Competition with the eighth-level Heaven of the Emperor Realm, but he had a conflict with a law enforcement officer in Tianling City!"
"People in the low-martial plane have conflicts with law enforcement officers?"
"It's probably going to be miserable." Beigong Ziyu looked like she shook her head, "Poor little guy."
"Not nor no!"
"That Ye Shitian is not only not bad, but has gained fame and spread throughout the ten cities and hundreds of sects overnight!"
Zheng Bo said slowly: "The law enforcement officer was killed by Ye Shitian, and then another law enforcement officer came. He was the cousin of the first law enforcement officer. He entered the seventh level of the god realm. He seemed to be named Luo Shuyuan. He fought with Ye Tiancai, but was killed!"
"Even, the Tianyuan Chief of the Nine-level Heavenly Heaven entering the Divine Realm takes action!"
"In the end, Ye Shitian was destroyed!"
"Until the end, the Lord of Tianling City took action and fought with Ye Shitian and suffered both losses!"
"How is that possible!" Beigong Ziyu almost came out and shook her head, not believing in this matter at all.
"Uncle Zheng, you lied to me, this is impossible!"
"Absolutely impossible. How could the eighth-level heaven in the Emperor Realm be able to defeat the lord of the Tianling City in the fifth-level heaven in the God King Realm!"
Beigong Ziyu shook her head, pouted and looked disbelief, and said to herself: "I met the Lord of Tianling City three years ago. At that time, he was already the fifth-level heaven of the God King Realm. He had never encountered a strong enemy in three years, and his strength had not diminished!"
"Besides, he also has the seventh-grade god king weapon Tianyu Short Sword given by his father!"
"There are also several god king weapons, how could it be defeated by Ye Shitian, who is in the eighth level of the Emperor Realm!"
It's simply impossible!
If Mr. Zheng said that Ye Shitian was the eighth level of the God Realm, not the eighth level of the Emperor Realm, I would probably believe it!
After all, in higher families, there are indeed geniuses who can do these things, but the eighth level of the Emperor Realm.
No matter how you think about it, it's impossible!
In the Emperor Realm, there is no great way, and there is no way of the God King. Even holding the Taoist artifact, it cannot release the law of time, and its spiritual power is far less than that in the body of the God King Realm. Compared with the two, it is like rice grains and bright moon.
impossible!
impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
"Miss Seven, hahaha, it depends on your interest!"
"Old slave, when did you deceive you?" Uncle Zheng smiled and looked particularly kind-hearted.
He also grew up watching Beigong Ziyu grow up, just like Beigong Ziyu's grandfather. Although he is a slave, he takes great care of Beigong Ziyu!
"That's it."
"That's true!"
"Uncle Zheng, you have never deceived me!"
Chapter completed!