One Hundred and Sixty-Seven. 3 Eldest Son Gathered
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Yan Zhaoge looked at the man's movements and was speechless: "What kind of fancy new tricks are you playing?"
The man kept moving, he laughed and said: "You came just in time, I just went to find you, you are retreating, I regret that you have to miss my wine and tea."
Yan Zhaoge supported his forehead: "There's no one to make tea with wine. I know you like wine, but can you stop being so unconventional?"
The man didn't take it seriously: "You don't understand this. People always have to find some fun for themselves in the world."
Yan Zhaoge covered his face: "So you just use wine as soy milk and dip it in fried dough sticks, and use wine to make soup and rice. Now you have a new way to make tea with wine?"
"Can't you drink steadily like other alcoholics?"
Xie Youchan and Ah Hu couldn't help laughing when they listened to it.
The big man didn't care at all, but smiled: "I've passed that stage."
Yan Zhaoge couldn't bear it any longer: "Then you can try it out, drink with your nose instead of your mouth."
The big man laughed: "For a martial artist like me, it's actually not difficult, and it won't kill me."
"Senior Brother Xu, you are very stable in other matters, why are you like a child in this matter?" Xie Youchan shook her head and laughed.
This big man is the direct descendant of the core of Guangcheng Mountain, the disciple of the Iron Lion King Shi Tie, "Tian Peng" Xu Fei, a warrior in the realm of the sky.
Generally speaking, he is also considered by the outside world to be the strongest master martial artist in Guangcheng Mountain<="r">.
Xu Fei said with a smile: "And let you taste my craft."
Yan Zhaoge was a little helpless: "I really have nothing to say about you."
"Junior Brother Yan, your alcohol intake is not good, Hu Ting is about the same." Xu Fei also despised Yan Zhaoge, but instead looked at Ah Hu with enthusiasm.
Ah Hu, who has always been stubborn and carefree, has a pale face at this time: "Brother Fei, I won't drink with you. You don't allow people to force you to drink with astral energy, you will be drunk to death if you drink it."
Xu Fei didn't force it, but was rather regretful: "Hu Ting, you have a very good foundation. You can practice it after practicing.
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People were talking and laughing. Time flies.
At sunset, Yan Zhaoge, Xu Fei, Ah Hu and Xie Youchan said their goodbyes.
On the occasion of parting, Xie Youchan said softly, "This time, the Tongtian Association is different from usual, you all know it?"
Yan Zhaoge looked at Xu Fei, the smile on Xu Fei's face did not change, but his eyes were solemn and solemn: "When I met the second uncle, I already knew the situation."
The three looked at each other and smiled and nodded. Say no more.
In the next few days, Yan Zhaoge will either practice with peace of mind, exchange martial arts experience with Xu Fei, Ye Chongzhou, Xie Youchan and other acquaintances, or feed the giant panda.
On the island of Qingzhe, everything is as usual and still calm.
And as time passed, the day of the Tongtian Association officially came.
Tongtian Huimeng is not a competition arena, its original intention is to let the talented people of the younger generation come into contact with each other.
Learning from each other is contact, and exchanging ideas is also contact.
It's just because of the current environment of the Eight Great Worlds. The situation is relatively tense, so this time the Tongtian Association has a stronger smell of gunpowder.
Especially this time, the Tongtian Association, because of some special factors. With a few more different colors.
It was the venue where the Tongtian Union was held, above Qingzhe Island.
With Qingzhe Island as the center, and several surrounding small islands in the center of Qingzhe Lake, a special formation is vaguely formed, which is the core of Qingzhe Lake's guardian formation.
After being excited, the streams of light soared into the sky and merged with the clouds and mists in the sky, forming a suspended land that seemed to be empty and real.
The beams of light are like bridges. For everyone to board the floating island in the sky, the island has its own formation prohibition. Form an illusory palace-like existence.
When Yan Zhaoge and the others went to the floating island, they only saw the descendants of the Zhuolang Pavilion as the host. Some people arrived first, but they were from Bihai City.
Ye Chongzhou, Li Jingwan and the other two disciples of Bihai City were all surrounded by a green-robed youth at this moment.
The young man had a gentle and elegant temperament, and like Fang Zhun, he had a bit of a literati air.
It's just that he stood there, the aura above his head was condensed and real, straight into the sky, and there seemed to be endless roaring tides in the aura, showing that he was a warrior of the sky-reaching realm like Xu Fei.
The young man was about thirty years old and his eyes were as deep as the sea. When he saw Yan Zhaoge and the others, he nodded slightly<="r">.
Yan Zhaoge and Xu Fei also nodded in return.
They all recognize the other party, the core direct descendant of Bihai City, the leader of the younger generation, the son of Seven Seas, and Song Chao.
At that time, the eldest among the Four Young Masters was the one with the highest cultivation realm.
The son of Yan Di, the first elder of Guangcheng Mountain, the son of Guangcheng Yan Zhaoge.
The son of Huang Xu, the sect master of the Great Sun Sect, Huang Jie, the son of Puzhao.
The son of Lin Tianfeng, the first elder of the Tianlei Temple, the son of Lei Ming, Lin Zhou.
The son of Song Wuliang, the lord of Bihai City, Song Chao, the son of the Seven Seas.
The four of them are all outstanding among the young generation of the Eight Great Worlds, and all of them have extraordinary backgrounds. After the last Tongtianhui alliance, they were also called the four young masters of the world.
However, most of the four did not have any friendship, and Yan Zhaoge was relatively familiar with Song Chao.
But Song Chao is much older, and the two have rarely met before.
Song Chao looked at Yan Zhaoge and nodded, "Junior Brother Yan, I haven't seen you for three years."
"Senior Brother Song has improved his cultivation." Yan Zhaoge said with a smile, Song Chao replied, "Work hard and move forward."
Si Kongqing also stepped forward to greet Song Chao again.
The Tongtian Association is loose in form, and there is no sign of an official start.
Those who are interested in discussing and communicating can communicate with each other.
Yan Zhaoge, Xu Fei, Song Chao, Xie Youchan, Ruan Ping, Ye Chongzhou, the congenital masters, did not end the competition, but just got together to chat.
However, for them, even small talk, listening to other younger disciples, felt a lot of benefit.
But among them, Yan Zhaoge seemed a little conspicuous. He was the youngest among all the innate masters, and he wasn't even a little younger.
The others were all in their thirties or nearly thirty, only Yan Zhaoge was in his early twenties.
In terms of age group, Yan Zhaoge should actually be considered the same age as Li Jingwan.
However, this seems a little eye-catching, but none of the people present felt weird, and they all seemed to be used to it.
While chatting, Yan Zhaoge and the others moved in unison and looked in another direction.
In that direction, a few young warriors in white robes with golden rims came to the floating island, and they were dressed in the core lineage of the Great Sun Saint Sect.
Whether it was Yan Zhaoge, Xu Fei, Song Chao or Ye Chongzhou, they all narrowed their eyes a little when they saw the person coming.
The first person was about the same age as Xu Fei and Song Chao, with a handsome face, a dignified appearance, and a radiant eye, which was heartbreaking to watch.
Beside him was a young man who looked slightly older than Yan Zhaoge, with an ordinary face and a quiet voice.
Yan Zhaoge raised his eyebrows slightly: "Tang Yonghao, Huang Jie." (To be continued.)<=""><=""><="">