"The Taoist priest misunderstood..."

Jian Chen wanted to explain, but Feng Rui didn't give him a chance and waved his hand indifferently.

"It doesn't matter whether it is a misunderstanding. Since Wuming wants to meddle in other people's business, let him come to see me in person. As long as his sword can surpass me, the Blood-Drinking Sword will naturally be arranged by him!"

Wuming is known as a martial arts myth in the world, as famous as the Sword Saint, and is known as the Sword Saint of the South Wuming North.

He has reached the heavenly realm with his cultivation, and has defeated the eight major sects and defeated the Sword Saint. Without using the Heshi Bi and Qinghong Sword, it is not easy for Feng Rui to defeat him.

"If you want to drink blood sword, you have to ask me Bu Jingyun!"

Bu Jingyun also snorted coldly and glanced at Jian Chen coldly.

Bu Jingyun was not greedy for divine weapons, but he was full of blood hatred. This time he came to Zhujian Villa to get divine weapons and would kill Xiongba to take revenge when he returned to the world.

Jian Chen asked for a blood-drinking sword, but he was snatching food from the tiger's mouth, so Bu Jingyun would not agree.

"Since that's the case, then I'll say goodbye!"

Jian Chen was very tactful and knew that he was not Feng Rui's opponent, so he was going to return to Zhonghua Pavilion and bring Feng Rui's words to his master.

After Jian Chen left, Bu Jingyun also said goodbye.

"Master, say goodbye."

“Be careful on the road.”

Feng Rui didn't say much, just clicked and stopped. I believe that Bu Jingyun's intelligence should be able to understand what he meant.

Bu Jingyun nodded. He naturally knew that after leaving Jian Zhuan Villa, he would be greeted with a big battle. After all, many people have not given up on drinking sword blood.

After Bu Jingyun left, only Feng Rui and Mrs. Ao were left in the sword-casting pool.

"I am leaving Zhujian Villa for a while. I believe that after my deterrence, no one will dare to make the Zhujian Villa again."

"I understand."

Mrs. Ao nodded, and the tactful one did not ask much.

After the matter of Zhujian Villa was completed, Feng Rui and his godmother Luo Xian returned to Tianmen early the next morning.

Buxian Mountain, on a certain snow-capped mountain.

Starting from the foot of the snow-capped mountain, a step made of bluestone leads to the top of the snow-capped mountain.

Because it snows all year round, the stone steps are covered with thick snow.

The top of the snow-capped mountain is surrounded by clouds and mist, and majestic palaces appear and disappear, making people feel as if they are in a fairyland on earth. This is the mysterious gate of heaven.

"The sect leader is in the palace, and the Taixuan Protector will go in by yourself!"

After leading Feng Rui to a palace gate, Luo Xian turned around and left.

Feng Rui did not hesitate and walked directly into the palace. He saw the ground made of white jade, shining with a warm light. The fog was shining in the hall, and a figure could be seen sitting cross-legged.

After getting closer, I saw clearly that the man was wearing a green robe, an ice sculpture mask on his face, and a mysterious aura on his body.

Feng Rui stopped ten feet away and bowed.

"Meet the sect leader."

Indra, like a god, slowly stood up, and a fierce light flashed in the eyes exposed in the ice sculpture's mask.

"Why don't you kneel when you see me?"

Indra's voice suddenly sounded, and at the same time, a terrifying pressure instantly enveloped Feng Rui.

This heavy pressure was like an endless mountain, and Feng Rui's face couldn't help but change.

Feng Rui did not expect that the powerful man in the divine realm was so powerful. He was worthy of being an old monster with thousands of years of skill. Although he had never seen a cultivator in the Kalpa stage, he thought that the cultivator in the Kalpa stage was just like this.

"Bang!"

Feng Rui released his own breath to resist the momentum of Emperor Shitian. The sound of collision sounded in the void. Feng Rui took more than ten steps to stabilize his body.

Obviously, Feng Rui was at a disadvantage in the competition of momentum.

"Huh!"

Indra Shitian suddenly felt shocked, as if he didn't expect Feng Rui's strength to be so strong.

After pondering for a while, Indra took out a pill.

"This is the Yi Beast Pill, which is a magical medicine that I have refined. Taking this pill can enhance your skills for a hundred years!"

"Thank you, the master."

Feng Rui's face changed slightly, but in the end he took the Yi Beast Pill and took the pill in front of Di Shitian.

Seeing Feng Rui taking the Yi Beast Pill, Indra nodded with satisfaction.

"Although Yi Beast Pill can increase your ability for a hundred years, it contains a very poison. However, you don't have to worry. You can ask me to get an antidote every year in the future. As long as you do your best to do your best to do things for Tianmen, I will not treat you badly."

"yes!"

Feng Rui's face was ashes, and he whispered, but his heart kept sneering.

In fact, Feng Rui did not really take the so-called Yi Beast Pill. Yi Beast Pill is now lying in the storage bag. What Feng Rui took just now was just a Peiyuan Pill.

Of course, Indra Ng does not know all this. After all, Indra Ng would not have thought that there are storage bags in the world.

"I heard that the Fire Lin Sword is in your hands?"

"Yes, the Fire Lin Sword was obtained by my subordinates unintentionally in Lingyun Cave."

Feng Rui did not hide it and directly pulled out the Fire Lin Sword hanging around his waist.

Because he knew that he would meet Emperor Shitian, Feng Rui did not put the Fire Lin Sword in the storage bag.

Di Shitian nodded with satisfaction. He had been planning to kill the dragon for many years. Feng Rui's cultivation level has reached the heavenly realm and has such a magic weapon as the Fire Lin Sword. In addition, Feng Rui has taken over the Yi Beast Pill, so he is undoubtedly a very good candidate.

"I want to tell you to do something."

"Please give me instructions."

"In two years, you must assemble seven divine weapons..."

Immediately afterwards, Indra Shitian briefly explained the dragon-slaying plan, which required seven magic weapons to Feng Rui.

However, Indra only asked Feng Rui to gather seven divine weapons, but did not inform Feng Rui of the dragon slaughter.

"Did Indrama be about to kill the dragon in two years?"

I heard from Indra Shitian that within two years, he would ask him to assemble seven divine weapons. Wouldn't that mean that in two years, Indra Shitian would go to the Shenlong Island to kill dragons?

In addition, Indrahime asked him to gather seven divine weapons, which was beyond Feng Rui's expectations.

In the original work, Indrama forced Bu Jingyun, Huaikong, Jian Chen, Duan Lang, Pojun and Huang Ying to force six people, but now Feng Rui has obtained the Fire Lin Sword, Duan Lang can naturally be excluded.

The remaining five Bu Jingyun and Jian Chen have not grown up now, which is a difficult problem.

The original work is not two years later, but the plot is obviously ahead of schedule. Even if Bu Jingyun is the protagonist, it is impossible to break through from the top to the heavenly realm within two years.

"Miscalculated!"

Feng Rui sighed in his heart. If he had known this, he would never have given the Blood-Drinking Sword to Bu Jingyun.

In addition, the candidates for the dragon-slaying must also be reconsidered. Pojun and Huang Ying are older generation figures, and their cultivation should have reached the heavenly realm. In addition, both of them have divine weapons, so they are very good candidates.

Who should I find to replace Duan Lang, Bu Jingyun, Jian Chen and Huaikong?
Chapter completed!