A Weird Theater That Started In London

Chapter 1193

"It's a bottomless pit. Although Dayan can get tens of millions of catties, it will seriously hurt his vitality."

"Many seniors speculated that even if Zhu helped him break into the four-pole secret realm, he might encounter other unimaginable difficulties, so they simply let it go."

"Later, what is the fate of the Eucharist?"

Someone asked, this is the question that everyone is most concerned about, including Ye Fan. When he followed Lu Li, he heard a lot of shocking inside stories.

Xiang Yifei didn't answer, and remained silent. After all, things are of the same kind, let alone the Eucharist?

"I heard he was very pitiful."

Xu Heng, a disciple of the great bandit, said coldly: "Flesh and blood are used to refine medicine to make up for the loss of the Holy Land."

Xiang Yifei shook his head, unwilling to say more.

"It's true that the gain outweighs the loss. Who knows if the holy body will still be bound after entering the four extremes. The predecessors only cultivated it to the Taoist palace."

The Holy Son of Wanchu sighed: "It is recorded in the handwriting that this kind of physique is no longer accepted by the world, and it is destined to fail to achieve small success, otherwise it will incur the punishment of heaven."

gloat.

Contemptuous.

Of course, these emotions were restrained very well, because these conditions meant that the Eucharist could not enter the Quadrupole Realm. Leaving aside other things, he couldn't collect all the precious resources such as pure sources.

Even the Holy Land feels pain, let alone casual cultivators?

"Don't worry about it, I make my own decision."

Ye Fan spoke calmly, acting very confident, which surprised everyone.

Then, his eyes turned to Lu Li who was drinking by himself.

This Eucharist is very unusual...

An Miaoyi also took advantage of the situation and cast her gaze over there.

Lu Li, who was quietly drinking alone, didn't show it on the face, but was speechless in his heart.

This is the trouble brought by the platform, he is friendly and sincere, and is willing to take advantage of the situation to go out and block the coveted eyes of those old immortals.

But no intention of babysitting the Eucharist!

In fact, it is the best of humanity to be able to point out a few clear paths for Ye Fan. If there is too much intervention, can this guy grow up?

"I'm looking forward to that day."

Lu Li drank a glass of wine and said casually:

"After a while, I will take a step ahead and go to the Qishi Mansion in Zhongzhou. I look forward to meeting you again."

The topic was changed instantly.

Tianjiao, who intended to take action against the holy body, was overjoyed, and Xia Jiuyou asked directly:

"When did you leave? The kings of Zhongzhou have grown up, and even the same physique as Emperor Yuhua has appeared."

The meaning is obvious.

Ask him when he will leave Donghuang, don't stay in this place to be an eyesore, it's time to go to Zhongzhou to make a name for yourself.

"By the way, the Princess Yueling who has a marriage contract with you in the Jiuli Dynasty is very beautiful. Those who are busy call her the number one beauty in Zhongzhou. Have you seen her yet?"

Xia Jiuyou said teasingly without fear.

Among the people present, only she dared to speak like this, showing her personality.

"Little girl, do you want to see me off? Forget it, I don't have time to talk to you."

Come and not reciprocate indecently.

Lu Li directly exposed Xia Jiuyou's truth, and then, taking advantage of the situation, told the truth——

After going to Yunze Prefecture and seeing Yan Ruyu, he will cross Zhongzhou and never return until he steps into Xiantai.

In this way, the atmosphere became more and more relaxed. Many saints looked at Xia Jiuyou curiously, wanting to know what the appearance of such a handsome young man with red lips and white teeth was.

In addition, the record of the Underworld Emperor is so brilliant that the younger generation of Donghuang can hardly breathe. If they are willing to return to Zhongzhou, it will definitely be good news for them. They will have time to improve and catch up, so they will not be so desperate.

Ye Fan didn't think much about this, because Lu Li had already treated him very well. Next, he only needed to face the monks of his generation and guard against possible backstabs. It was much easier than before.

It doesn't necessarily mean that you will stop, and end up with this rest of your life, right?

Only the improvement of one's own cultivation base is the right way, and everything else is nothing else!

After talking about Qishi Mansion for a while, and letting it take its course to become the focus of the banquet, Lu Li suddenly looked at the owner of the place and said:

"By the way, why is Fairy An so interested in the Eucharist?"

"Miaoyi is devoted to Taoism, and wants to understand its source and realize its foundation. I saw in the handbook of my predecessors that the Eucharist is close to the Dao, so I naturally want to know more about it."

Speaking of this, An Miaoyi paused for a moment, and said with a slight smile: "Brother Dao is the only Underworld Emperor Body in the ages, with amazing talent, and the little girl has admired him for a long time."

"The king's body just transforms on its own. I don't know if it will be able to compete with the extreme gods on the day of great accomplishment, but it is the holy body. He is here."

After saying that, Lu Li restrained his smile and stopped hinting. The rest is up to Ye Fan to play.

And An Miaoyi was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't expect him to say this, and after she recovered, she said warmly, "Brother Ye, I look forward to breaking the curse and stepping into the four-pole secret realm."

"Auspicious words from the fairy."

There was no spark between the two for the time being.

Of course, there is no rush.

Ye Fan hasn't even reached the Dao Palace Realm yet, and it is estimated that he will have to stay in Donghuang in the next few years, so he has plenty of time to contact each other.

At this time, An Miaoyi seemed to remember something, stood up, with a graceful body, came to a jade table, held a small bronze tripod in her hand, and said:

"Everyone, Miaoyi would like to ask everyone to take a look. What is the origin of this thing?"

This small tripod is covered with green rust, with some fish, insects, birds and beasts engraved on it, it is very simple, but it does not have any supernatural power, and all the Dao patterns are damaged.

Everyone's expressions changed. It was impossible for An Miaoyi to show them something casually. To invite them in tonight, apart from talking about some secrets of physique, it was probably for this thing.

Ji Haoyue stepped forward directly, looked at it carefully for a while, shook her head, and did not speak.

The prince Daxia, the little nun in white, Xiang Yifei and others also observed it one after another, and they also saw nothing unusual.

When Ye Fan held it in his hand, his heart skipped a beat. He saw a familiar imprint on the tripod—a grimace.

Artifacts left behind by the Ruthless Emperor!

Jiang Yifei was dressed in white, supernatural and refined, and as rich as jade, he didn't say anything from the beginning to the end, sitting next to Lu Li, occasionally drinking a few drinks with him.

However, when he took the tripod from Ye Fan, his expression froze, and he asked:

"Where did Fairy An get it?"

"Brother Jiang really has a strong family background, so he must know what it represents." An Miaoyi looked at Jiang Yifei with watery eyes.

"The mark left by a great emperor."

At this moment, Yaoyuekong, the young master of Tianyao Palace, was also shocked, and subconsciously blurted out.

"Brother Dao is behind the oldest inheritance of Donghuang. He is indeed well-informed and Miao Yi admires it."

An Miaoyi smiled.

Long-sleeved and good at dancing.

Miaoyu Temple, a place of love and moon, has always been an excellent place to collect secrets, but most of the guests know that some words are not suitable for outsiders, but they are willing to tell them one by one.

Putting down the small bronze tripod, Jiang Yifei pointed his machine and asked calmly: "Fairy An, do you want to tell us that this artifact means that we can find the half of the ultimate weapon?"

Almost at the same time, a non-threatening divine thought spread into Lu Li's sea of ​​consciousness.

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