In the front hall of Fuxian Palace.
Ji Liao and Zhen Hantian walked out from the door of the back hall one after another.
The two of them walked towards the main seat in unison.
Before arriving at his seat, Ji Liao didn't think much about it and sat down out of habit.
However, as soon as he sat down, his collar was lifted up.
"You dare to sit here in front of me, get out of here!" Zhen Hantian cursed, then took Ji Liao and threw him out.
Ji Liao's body rolled in mid-air, and the blue light flashed away, and immediately landed steadily in the middle of the hall.
Ji Liao glared at Zhen Hantian fiercely.
As if Zhen Hantian didn't see it, he sat down calmly, crossed his legs, and looked at Ji Liao with a playful expression on his face.
"Why are you not convinced? Come and beat me?"
Ji Liao's chest surged. It was the first time in his long life that he had held his breath so hard.
"Hmph!" Ji Liao snorted coldly, brushed his robe sleeves and sat down on his hands.
There was silence in the hall. They seemed to have something on their minds, and no one spoke first.
Ji Liao was not sure what Daozi did to Zhen Hantian, and he wondered whether Zhen Hantian's abnormal behavior was because Daozi had beaten him stupid and made him crazy.
You know, he killed Zhen Hantian's son. Even if he married his daughter and had children, this big hatred would not be so easy to resolve.
Zhen Hantian, on the other hand, was thinking about Ji Liao's extremely talented child.
He folded his hands together and twirled his thumbs back and forth. After a long time, he said calmly, "You are so courageous. How did you sneak into Soaring Snake City and contact Ling'er."
Ji Liao's eyes flashed, and after thinking about it, he chose silence.
Seeing Ji Liao's expression, Zhen Hantian curled up his lips with disdain, "I really don't understand how Ling'er could fall in love with such a boring gourd like you. That's all. Daozi just begged me to spare your life, and I can't refute it." In order to save Daozi's face, I reluctantly agreed, and the grudge between you and me has been wiped out."
Ji Liao raised his eyebrows when he heard this and looked at Zhen Hantian with disdain.
Will Daozi beg him? Ji Liao would definitely not believe it, but Ji Liao understood that Daozi must have given Zhen Hantian some benefit or reached some agreement with him. This Zhen Hantian would be uncharacteristically uncharacteristic.
But no matter what, Daozi helped him settle another headache. At least from now on, the knife hanging above his head was gone.
Ji Liao was full of love and thought to himself, "Master, I am afraid that I will not be able to repay this kind of kindness no matter what I do in this life."
He was deeply moved and secretly decided that from now on, he would never go against what Dao Zi said, even if he was told to die.
"You should say something." Seeing that Ji Liao still didn't speak, Zhen Hantian cursed impatiently.
"What's there to say?
"Ji Liao looked back at Zhen Hantian.
"You..." Zhen Han was anxious and speechless for a moment.
The Fuxian Palace was peaceful again, and Zhen Hantian and his good son-in-law sat there, staring at each other until dawn.
The bright sun was rising, and the sunlight shone directly into the Fuxian Palace along the door. The thrill of last night dissipated in the alternation of the sun and the moon.
Ji Liao, who was adjusting his breathing with his eyes closed, opened his eyes, patted the armrest of the chair and stood up. He glanced at Zhen Hantian, who was also adjusting his breathing with his eyes closed. Ji Liao was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly stopped.
"Ling'er must have woken up now. She has always had you in her heart. You'd better go and take a look."
"Tsk, you don't have to say this, otherwise why would I be staying in this wretched place like yours?" Zhen Hantian smacked his lips and scolded Ji Liao.
He didn't know why, but he didn't like Ji Liao. Whenever he heard him speak, he got angry for no reason and always wanted to curse.
Ji Liao wasn't angry either. The key was that being angry was useless.
He nodded and walked towards the outside of Fuxian Palace with his hands behind his back.
The injuries Ji Liao suffered last night were just injuries to his muscles and bones. After a night of treatment, Ji Liao was no longer seriously injured.
Zhen Hantian didn't like him, and so did he.
He originally wanted to take a look at Zhen Ling'er, but Zhen Hantian was here, so he simply stayed away from Zhen Hantian and waited until later.
Outside Fuxian Palace, Ji Liao stood on the square.
Fortunately, Da Dao Zi and Zhen Hantian did not fight last night, and his Fu Immortal Palace was preserved. After a casual glance, he saw Su Bu Ti and the Wen sisters walking up the end of the stairs with Nian Shuang Nianyue. .
"father!"
"Daddy!"
As soon as Nianshuang Nianyue appeared, she saw Ji Liao standing at the door of Fuxian Palace.
The two little guys' eyes lit up and they screamed. They broke away from Su Buti and ran over at a trot.
Ji Liao leaned down and directly held her two daughters in his arms.
Nian Shuang was disgusted, and his head went straight into Ji Liao's arms.
Nianyue, on the other hand, pulled Ji Liao's face playfully, pulling Ji Liao's face until it grew long.
Ji Liao allowed the two little things to fiddle with him, always with a smile on his face.
After playing with the two children for a while, Ji Liao let them go.
"Let's play with my brother Qing'er and sister first. Dad has something else to do!" Ji Liao rubbed their little heads.
"Yeah!" Nian Shuang Nianyue nodded, with an innocent smile on his face.
"master!"
"I've met the master!"
Su Buti and the Wen sisters came over and saluted Ji Liao.
"Not to mention cleaning this place, Wan'er, you and Qing'er will take the two of them. I have to leave here first because I have something else to do." Ji Liao said.
"Yes!" the three of them responded.
Ji Liao didn't say much, and a blue light flashed from his body, soaring into the sky.
god
The date of Yunshan's 50th anniversary is approaching, so Wangxian City is gradually becoming lively again.
But compared to the grand scenery of Zhongdao Mountain, which was opened only once in three hundred years, the scenery is much worse.
There is no other reason. Zhongdao Mountain is opened once every three hundred years, and all six peaks are opened. The peak masters within it all have the cultivation level of Nascent Soul stage. There are many people who want to worship those people. A monk who has reached the Nascent Soul stage.
But this time it was just the opening of Shen Yun Mountain, and the level of excitement was much weaker. And Ji Liao only had the cultivation level of the Golden Core stage, and had just entered the early stage of the Golden Core stage, so this person came. Their cultivation levels are much lower, and most of them are just family elders bringing low-level children.
What is sown in Shen Yun Mountain is the Tao of Talisman.
The difficulty of Talisman Dao is well known, so it is even less attractive to the Jinan monks. They came here this time just to have some relationship with Zhongdao Mountain. There are not many who sincerely practice Talisman Dao.
"This time Shen Yun Mountain opens, I think the assessment set up will be much lower, right?"
"Well! Shen Yun Mountain has just been opened not long ago, and now it is in urgent need of disciples. If the level is too difficult, how many disciples can we accept? If we miss this opportunity, we will have to wait more than two hundred years to accept disciples. Moreover, there will only be a thousand places at that time, and Shen Yun Mountain will have to compete with the other five peaks for disciples, so it will not be able to accept a few. Didn’t you see that Wuxiang Mountain still has less than 10,000 disciples!"
"Hahaha, it makes sense. Shen Yun Mountain is the Tao of Talisman. Who has nothing to do to learn that? The advancement is too slow and the method is single. If you endure it for dozens or hundreds of years, you may not be able to get ahead."
"What you said is right or wrong. Fu Dao is difficult, but the peak master of Shen Yun Mountain is a Fu Cultivator, and he is also the master of a peak of Zhong Dao Mountain. If we haven't become his disciple, how can we know their mysteries? Or maybe they have some unknown means."
"Hey, what can Fu Xiu do?"
As Ji Liao walked, he passed by the two people talking, his face as calm as ever.
Not long after walking, we arrived at the entrance of Jubao Building.
Ji Liao's figure appeared again.
"Sir... eh? It's you...!" The waiter who entertained Ji Liao yesterday saw someone at the door and immediately came up with a smile. When he saw clearly that the person was Ji Liao, the look on his face His expression stiffened.
"Snapped!"
Before the boy could say anything else, there was a crisp sound, and the boy let out an ouch and spun around in a circle.
After he stood upright, his face was filled with disbelief. He covered his face and looked at Ji Liao in horror, "Guest...Guard...Why are you hitting someone?"
"I beat you, I beat you because you are stupid!"
Yesterday at this door, Ji Liao winked at this guy. The guy actually said that his eyes were sick. Now that he saw this guy, Ji Liao immediately became angry.
"Ah?" The guy covered his face and made a confused sound.
"Hmph!" Ji Liao snorted coldly, ignored the guy, and stepped into the Treasure Building.
The boy who was beaten was extremely aggrieved, but he did not dare to say anything more. He covered his face and followed Ji Liao in.
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