Chapter 1332: Interested (four more)

The guardian of Ziyue dismissed it and said: "The disciples in the ranking list are all the top fifty sect disciples. Everyone has an eighth-grade immortal artifact or above, and even the top 100 in the ranking list, each has a demigod king. The top ten in the rankings, each has a magical weapon!"

"Ye Jitian, what a thing!"

"It's not bad to be in the Profound Ranking!"

Protector Baiyue didn't care, and still received the sect disciples and casual practitioners who came to sign up.

...

In the ancient city, inside a Bailing fairy pavilion, a white-clothed **** the top floor gently played the guqin, but a hint of impetuousness appeared on her cheeks, muttering from time to time: "Really, Uncle Zheng, why do you have to Do I practice Guqin?"

"I learned long sword!"

"I'm not used to practicing piano, so let me practice beating people with ribbons!"

"Furthermore, dad, too. For no reason, I have to order me a baby kiss. Before I leave the pavilion, I must be proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. My generation of warriors, and even the fairyland warriors, knows how to fight and can fight. ."

"Qin, chess, calligraphy and calligraphy, bells and whistles, I don't like it!"

The white-clothed girl pouting her mouth and holding her hands on the guqin, although she looks like a fragrant country, she has a playful feeling. She is not at all like a fairy in the legend, but a little bit of fairy air around her. Up.

She bowed her head carefully, fiddled with the guqin at will, but when she took a closer look, this guqin exudes ancient folds and Taoism. It is obviously a seventh-grade artifact, but at the moment it is used to practice the piano, and even more so, in white. The jade pendant and saber that the girl played with were all seven or eight artifacts.

It can be said to be rich, no, it should be a wealthy country!

On the edge, an old man in black stood solemnly, looking at the girl in white, and sighed: "Miss Seven, the old slave respects the Patriarch’s order. Be sure to watch Ms. Seven, you learn to learn piano, chess, calligraphy, and calligraphy. ..."

"Eh, Uncle Zheng!"

"Qinqi, calligraphy and calligraphy are fine, but it is Mu Feng from the golden sword gate of the baby, why should I make a kiss with him!"

"He has only entered the Ninth Level of God Realm!"

The white-clothed girl looked helpless and said, "I entered the nine-layer heaven of the gods, and didn't go to the sea of ​​slaughter, fight the beasts and monsters. I didn't participate in the conquest of other families, and knew that I was fighting with the disciples of dozens of other sects! "

"This young lady doesn't like this kind of man!"

"Miss Seven!" Uncle Zheng sighed, "Mu Feng's father is the head of the Golden Sword Sect! Although the Golden Sword Sect is a subordinate sect of our Beigong family, it is also an ancestor of the late Hunyuan realm. Those in charge are also a great help!"

"A late Hunyuan Realm!"

"Daddy sold her daughter?"

"Really, it's so annoying, Uncle Zheng, is there anything interesting lately!"

The girl in white is sitting on the white jade stool again, at the age of fifteen or six years old, but she has reached the peak of the nine-layer heaven of the gods, if it is not lazy and playful, it is estimated that it is the **** of the king at this moment!

She is the seventh lady of the Beigong family, Beigong Ziyu!

Back then, the Patriarch of the North Palace took office. In order to appease and frighten the hundreds of sects under his command, he suppressed a group of sects and made friends with some sects. The golden swordsman, the head of the 100 sects, was on the list!

The Patriarch of the North Palace is even married to the head of the Golden Dao Sect!

Use his seventh daughter to marry Mu Feng, the eldest son of Jindaomen!

Speaking of sixteen or seventeen years ago, that Mu Feng is only in his early thirties now, but he is only in the nine levels of the divine realm. Naturally, he cannot be valued by Beigong Ziyu. Beigong Ziyu does not want to practice at home. So he took his attendants and came to stay in Guling City temporarily.

Uncle Zheng wiped his beard and smiled slightly: "Something interesting?"

"Miss Seven, the old slave found something interesting here!"

"Oh, what's the matter, tell me, is there any Gonzo?" Beigong Ziyu suddenly became interested!

Uncle Zheng shook his head slightly and sighed. Miss Seven is interested in anecdotes, but not in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

He said slowly: "Yesterday early in the morning, something happened in Tianling City. A low-level martial artist named Ye Jitian had just arrived in Tianling City. The Zong Qiankun Grand Contest, however, is in conflict with a law enforcer in Tianling City!"

"People of low-strength planes are in conflict with law enforcement?"

"It's probably going to be miserable." Beigong Ziyu shook his head with a look of regret, "Poor little guy."

"Neither!"

"That Ye Jitian is not only not miserable, but he has gained a lot of fame, spreading to ten cities and hundreds of sects overnight!"

Zheng Bo said slowly: "The law enforcer was beheaded by Ye Xitian, and then another law enforcer came. He was the cousin of the first law enforcer. He entered the seventh heaven of the gods, and seemed to be named Luo Shuyuan and Ye Tiancai. They fought, but they were killed!"

"Even Tian Yuan who has entered the Ninth Heaven of the God Realm will all shoot!"

"In the end, it was abandoned by Ye Jitian!"

"Until the end, the city lord of Tianling City made a move and defeated Ye Xitian and both suffered!"

"How could it be!" Bei Gong Ziyu exclaimed, shaking his head, not believing it at all.

"Uncle Zheng, you lie to me, this is impossible!"

"Absolutely impossible, how could it be possible to defeat the Tianling City Lord of the fifth-tier heaven of the Emperor Realm!"

Bei Gong Ziyu shook his head, pouting his face in disbelief, and muttered to himself: "I met the city lord of Tianling City three years ago. At that time, he was already in the fifth-tier heaven of the Divine King realm, and he had not been in three years. Encountering a strong enemy, the strength has never weakened!"

"Besides, he still has the Seventh Rank Divine King Tool Tianyu Short Sword given by his father!"

"There are even more divine king artifacts, how could it be defeated by Ye Jitian of the eighth-tier emperor realm!"

It's impossible!

If Uncle Zheng said that Ye Jitian entered the eighth-level heaven of the gods, not the eighth-level heaven of the emperor, I would believe it!

After all, in a higher family, there is indeed a Tianjiao who can do this, but the eighth-layer heaven of the Emperor Venerable.

No matter how you think, it's impossible!

In the emperor state, there is no avenue, and no **** king way. Even if you hold a combination of Taoism artifacts, you can't release the law of time, and the spiritual power is far inferior to the body of the **** king.

impossible!

impossible!

It's absolutely impossible!

"Miss Seven~lightnovelpub.net~ Hahaha, let's see if you are interested!"

"Old slave, when did I lie to you!" Uncle Zheng spread a smile, looking particularly kind.

He also grew up watching Beigong Ziyu from his childhood, just like the grandfather of Beigong Ziyu. Although he is a servant, he is very dedicated to take care of Beigong Ziyu!

"Well."

"That's true!"

"Uncle Zheng, you have never deceived me!"

"But!" Beigong Ziyu was a little anxious, staring at the surrounding mountains and forests with hands on his hips, and said: "I still think it's impossible. How could it be possible to win the Heavenly Spirit City Lord of the 5th Heaven of the Emperor Realm? !"

(End of this chapter)