Chapter 80 The best house owner is crazy

Liu Feiyun and other more than a dozen people were blown out of the church by the long-browed elder's palms. They didn't know where they flew, but it was impossible to come back in a short time.

"All the people who are fanned are treated as late!" Changmei left such a sentence, and then disappeared, as if he came to slap and help the old man above support the scene.

The rest of the people took a long breath after seeing the long eyebrows leave. This long-browed elder is too horrible. No matter who you are, you have to fly wherever you want to fly. Invisibly, the long-browed elder is regarded by these disciples as the first elders that cannot be provoked.

Looking at the suspected weak old man above, Ye Qianqiu asked Ma Yufeng, "Is this owner really not cultivated?"

Ma Yufeng frowned, meditated for a while, and said, "No, at least not now!"

"At least not now! What do you mean? Ye Qianqiu was deeply shocked when he heard the words. He didn't know what Ma Yufeng meant.

Seeing his surprise, Ma Yufeng said, "I don't know how long the owner of the house has lived. It seems that there was a problem with cultivation a long time ago, which led to strong and weak cultivation, and sometimes there is no cultivation, but the body is stronger than ordinary people!"

Hearing this, Ye Qianqiu couldn't help frowning and said, "There is still this kind of thing. Sometimes the cultivation is strong and sometimes weak, and sometimes there is no cultivation. This is simply incredible!"

"I also felt strange at first, but later I believed it was true when I saw this old man tearing three holy beasts with his bare hands!" Ma Yufeng replied like this, as if recalling the scene at that time.

Tear up three holy-level foreign beasts with bare hands. I'm afraid that such combat power can only be done by cutting off three corpses and supreme cultivation. After the foreign beast reaches the holy level, its physical strength has greatly increased, which is much stronger than the most holy warriors. However, the old house owner can tear up three holy-level foreign beasts with his hands. You can imagine what extent his physical strength has reached and what level he has reached. I'm afraid that it is possible to be the peak of the most holy nine heaven and half-step flying immortals.

"That's not the time when his cultivation reaches the highest!" Ma Yufeng threw such a bomb again, which made Ye Qianqiu swallow two mouthfuls of saliva and said, "So what is the highest degree of his cultivation?"

Ma Yufeng smiled at this issue, saying that he did not know and had never seen it, but there were rumors in the Nine Heavenly Holy House that the old lord could fight with the real dragon phoenix.

Although it's just a rumor, Ye Qianqiu feels that there is no difference. If there is no such thing, how can there be any rumors? Ye Qianqiu is quite clear about the existence of the real dragon god phoenix. In those years, the war world had a strong dialogue with the two and said something that Ye Qianqiu still doesn't understand, but he knew how high the cultivation of the war world is, and where will the real dragon god phoenix that can talk to the war world be worse? No matter how bad it is, it is still the level of flying immortals. As for the real level, Ye Qianqiu is not easy to estimate.

You can fight with the real dragon phoenix, that is to say, the cultivation of the old master has reached that level when he was at the highest, which is almost invincible!

However, the old man in front of him who is weak and looks like a miser does not have the demeanor of a peerless master. What he embodies is the appearance of weakness. It seems that he may not even be able to catch the palm of the practitioners in the peak realm.

However, since he learned that he had a problem with his cultivation and his cultivation was high and low, Ye Qianqiu did not dare to be presumptuous. If one day the old man's cultivation suddenly mentioned a realm that he could not even look up, he could only spit in the wind - he would admit his bad luck.

At this moment, the old man suddenly came back to his spirits, as if he had beaten chicken blood. He entered a state of excitement and said, "The long eyebrows are really strong and long! I feel much better!" Then, he looked at the hundred people below, frowned and said, "Why are there more than ten people missing?"

Many people suddenly fell down. When more than a dozen people were slapped by the long-browed elders, your old eyes were looking at it without blinking. Now that you are fine, you are still starting to pretend to be stupid?

"Old, old, old and confused, weren't they fanned out by the long eyebrows? Alas, it seems that he is really old and has a poor memory. As soon as he gets old..." He closed his eyes and thought for a while, and then suddenly opened his eyes and said, which was called a talkative. The Yellow River broke the embankment, and the saliva full of his mouth flew far away. People closer to him were almost sprayed all over his face and even wanted to die. But I still can't be angry or say anything, because maybe the long-browed elder suddenly came out and slapped himself and slapped himself away.

I don't know how long it took. The old man was willing to stop, raise his head, and sighed at the top: "Alas! You can't accept old age!"

After sighing, he looked at the hundred people below with a smile and said, "So, the future is the era of your young people. The sea is vast and the sky is high and the birds fly. The world will be tossed by you young people."

Ye Qianqiu and Ma Yufeng looked at each other and saw a deep helplessness in each other's eyes: this old man is simply the best!

"Yufeng--" He suddenly held his voice and shouted in a long voice. Ma Yufeng suddenly hit a thrill and whispered, "It's terrible. There must be no good thing for this old guy to find me!" However, he did not dare to disobey the order of the lord, so he slowly walked over.

"What's the matter?" Ma Yufeng didn't talk nonsense and asked directly.

The old master stared at him up and down, then smiled twice and said, "I'm tired. Let you explain those details to them!"

Ma Yufeng was extremely speechless, but there was nothing he could do, so he opened his mouth to explain to the 100 people below: "Why is our Nine Heavenly Holy Mansion called the Nine Heavenly Holy Mansion? Because..." As he was saying this, the old landlord slapped him on the back: "Say the point!"

Ma Yufeng dared not say anything, so he had no choice but to change his words and said, "The nine-day holy house receives disciples once in a thousand years. In fact, it is just a cover. The real thing is also recruited once a year ago, but there are no more than 100 people each time, because in addition to those of you who have passed the test, there are also some saints who went to find them in person. I'm looking for them. They live in another area, and you will always meet.

After saying that, he saw that the old house owner's eyes were closed, as if he was about to dozed off, and said, "The practice of the Holy House is different from other sects. Here you can only practice by yourself. When you meet the saint by chance, you can ask him. It's also your own business. In short, the Holy House is a very open place, and there are not many rules. One of the most important things is - don't leave the Holy House without permission!"

"Why?" Someone asked below.

Ma Yufeng shook his head and said, "Even if you find a way out, you can't step out of the holy land, unless you are the person holding the token!"

"How can I hold a token?" Someone asked again.

"You will know this in the future!" Ma Yufeng answered like this, and then said, "Okay, that's all I want to say!"

Then he touched the old landlord again and said, "Lord, I'm done!" The old house owner immediately opened his eyes when he heard his voice and said angrily, "So fast, I haven't fallen asleep yet!"

Ma Yufeng had an impulse to strangle him or commit suicide at this time. In short, one of the two must die. It's really tormenting to stay with such a superb old man. Ye Qianqiu felt sympathy for him, shook his head and sighed, "Actually, this is not bad. It can hone your mind!"

"Okay, what's that? Well, that's it. Let's end the meeting when it's over!" The old man thought for a moment and said, "Yufeng, it will be forbidden to remove it!"

After saying that, he turned around and walked to the back of the church. He turned around and disappeared. Ma Yufeng also took out a token. After reading a few formulas, the token was shining. The scenery outside the hall began to change, and finally it appeared in the real nine-day holy house, not in another space.

"You are free, please take care of yourself from now on!" Ma Yufeng left such a sentence and turned into a white light and shot into the distant sky. I don't know where he went.

So, everyone left and began their own free life.

As for Liu Feiyun and others, like the five late people, they were taken to the Dragon Cave by the Jiutian Holy Mansion Law Enforcement Team and heard that they would be imprisoned for a month.

For this, Ye Qianqiu smiled helplessly and said, "Liu Feiyun is really unlucky!" Mo Tianxing smiled and said, "These things have their own destiny. We don't have to think too much about it. Let's start practicing by ourselves in the future!"

Yun Suifeng nodded and said, "Well, self-cultivation is actually the best choice. We are not just embarking on the journey of cultivation. We already know the direction of our cultivation. The cultivation conditions of this nine-day holy palace are undoubtedly excellent. There is no sect in the world that can practice here at will, which is really good!"

Ye Qianqiu agreed with his words, saying that the speed of progress here is definitely much faster than elsewhere, and may shorten the time to practice to the nine heavens of Asia. Mo Tianxing and Yun Suifeng didn't know the meaning of his words. They thought he was looking forward to sanctification, so they also nodded and said, "It should be possible to shorten the sanctification time by many years here!"

Both of them are confident that they can be sanctified, otherwise they would not have said such words. Such people's talent is not bad enough to reach the sub-holy realm before the age of 30. For them, the faith of sanctification is inevitable. If there is no faith in sanctification, that person's achievement can only stop here.

Yun Suifeng suddenly remembered something, so he greeted Ye Qianqiu and ran to the attic area, as if he was in a hurry. Later, Mo Tianxing also went to the other side and said that he wanted to find a suitable place to practice and told them not to wait for themselves when they rested.

Ye Qianqiu nodded and agreed and saw him leave. In fact, what the two said was just polite words. Their cultivation has reached this level. It's nothing to rest or not. Even if they don't sleep for a few months, it's nothing. For them, cultivation is also resting.

Seeing that everyone had almost left, Ye Qianqiu also wanted to leave, so he raised his footsteps and walked to the attic area. He was not as wild as the clouds and wind, but walked slowly step by step, as if he were walking, very leisurely.

"Eunzi!" As soon as he took a few steps, he heard a familiar woman's voice behind him, so he turned around and looked. Not far behind him, Lin Ziyao was standing there looking at him. The two looked at each other and seemed to feel something wrong, so they missed their eyes again.

"Miss Lin, what's the matter?" Ye Qianqiu asked first.

"It's okay, just say hello to Mr. Ye." Lin Ziyao replied faintly. Ye Qianqiu nodded and said, "Oh, well, then I'll go!" After saying that, he turned around and walked forward again.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Ye, how about we go together?" Lin Ziyao opened her mouth and quickly caught up with her.