Chapter 4829

That rich Yan Xian was obviously one of the seventeen mountain masters. A pair of shining eyes kept looking at his clothes, and thus said the previous words.

The clothes Wei Liujia was wearing at the moment were also given to him by the unparalleled sword.

This pair of long clothes with silk inlaid on the lapel is unparalleled given by the young prince Yan earlier. Every thread costs countless efforts of the embroidered mother. It is also a rare treasure, which he casually gave to Wei Liujia.

Fu state Yan Xian also saw the extraordinary clothes on his body, and his eyes rolled, "Hey, Wei Xiandi, why is the real sword you often wear around missing? Is it to buy this outfit and sell it?"

As his voice fell, the remaining more than a dozen noble figures burst into laughter, which was very lively.

Wei Liujia's face turned red, so he wanted to rush forward and theorize.

But the sword beside him held him, and his voice was slightly imperceptible, "can an bark at the dog?"

"Boy, what are you talking about?!"

The unparalleled sound of the sword was not deliberately hidden, and naturally it could be transmitted to his ears, which changed the complexion of Fu state Yan Xian.

Wei Liujia was inexplicably at ease, and his state of mind was also changing unconsciously. Facing the rich Yan Xian rushing over, he was right without fear.

"Wei Liujia, get out of my seat, and I'll destroy the boy's origin." Fu state Yan Xian angrily said.

Wei Liujia heard his words and slowly cocked up his mouth. "Ding Chunshan, has Lao Tzu always been too kind to let you shit on Lao Tzu? Don't forget that Lao Tzu is also the mountain owner!"

Fu state Yan Xian was stunned, and some couldn't believe looking at Wei Liujia who changed his aura.

There was a moment of silence outside the heavenly palace.

"What a mountain master," the rich Yan Xian sneered, "then how much contribution did you dare to make to the whole Damian, I'm afraid you can't even afford to pay for it? It's not based on Lao Tzu's position?"

"Don't you care how much contribution I have made? Even if I lie down and sleep every day, it's the mountain owner," Wei Liujia sneered. "How about we make a bet? This time, I'll give you a head, how about taking off my shoes and rubbing my legs?"

"As long as you can press me, not to mention rubbing your legs with slippers, you should lick the sole of your shoes!" Fu Xing Yan Xian said coldly, "if you're not as good as me in the opposite direction, how about automatically asking for the position of mountain master and running around the temple of heaven three times naked?"

"I should." Glancing at him obliquely, Wei Liujia turned and strode into the heavenly palace.

Having suffered a dull loss, Yan Xian, who knew he had lost face, wanted to devour him alive.

"Wei Liujia, wait for me!"

In the vast ladder, Wei Liujia's face flushed with excitement, "Damn it, I've never been so happy as today. I've returned all the bird gas I've received before. It turned out to be so happy!"

When he finished, he looked at Jian Wushuang and said sincerely, "today, I can completely elate myself. It's also a blessing of adults. Wei thanked me here."

Jian matchless smiled, "in fact, even without the information I gave you, you can still be proud."

"You've been stuck in your own opinions, and you don't know that dealing with that kind of person is to return it severely."

"To destroy him materially is far less than to destroy him spiritually and physically." Jian Wushuang calmly finished these words and stopped talking.

Wei Liujia was also pondering the meaning of his words, and he was in awe of him for a moment.

There are 9990 steps of the ladder, and it is not until the last step that the magnificent gate of the heavenly palace appears.

The heavenly palace where childe Chu is located is magnificent and full of a sense of grandeur. Compared with the heavenly palace in North tianxianzhou where the late emperor childe Mo lived, it is a little less mysterious and wonderful, and a little more magnificent.

This made the sword unparalleled have a bit of illusion, childe correction is the real little emperor general.

The pilgrimage service, which is opened every other Chinese year, is a regulation set up by the childe after the Tianting feast, which is intended to firmly win over the mountain Lord and the Lord of the blessed land in Damian, so as to prevent double mindedness.

The door of the heavenly palace has long been opened, and a curl of aloe fragrance wafts out of the hall, calming the listener.

A top repair guard came out of the temple and led them in turn.

In order to show their appearance and style, every mountain owner who came to the heavenly palace was followed by five or six top repair subordinates. Each of them was surrounded by a huge inlaid box, which was obviously a gift from the dynasty.

Especially the Fu state Yan Xian, who had previously confronted Wei Liujia outside the heavenly palace, was fully followed by eight top repair subordinates, and the number of inlaid boxes in his arms was no less than 20.

Instead, Wei Liujia was very single, holding a palm sized Yushu Liuli Zun in his hand, and took his seat.

This scene was captured by Fu state Yan Xian, who almost laughed. He read countless treasures. Naturally, at a glance, he could see that the jade tree glazed statue in Wei Liujia's hand was not even as good as the outfit he was wearing.

"I'd like to see how you compete with me. Just wait for you to spare Tiangong three times with your bare buttocks!" Fu state Yan Xian glared at him viciously, and then took his seat.

As early as before these mountain masters entered the hall, Jian Wushuang noticed that there were already six old men sitting at the head of the throne, all of whom were very mature judingyan immortals, who should be the Lord of the blessed land.

Sitting beside Wei Liujia, Jian Wushuang's eyes have been staring at the empty throne.

He is looking forward to the appearance of the body with the disappearance of the trapezoidal bone armor in the next time.

"Sir, are you waiting for the second emperor to appear?" Seeing the fluctuation in Jian Wushuang's eyes, Wei Liujia lowered his voice and said, "after the morning bell rings three times, the second emperor will move from Sendai to Tiangong."

Jian Wushuang nodded and waited attentively.

When the bell sounded as if from an ancient distance, the whole heavenly palace suddenly fell silent, all mountain owners were sitting in peace, and even those masters of the blessed land who closed their eyes and rested opened their eyes.

There are cranes chirping outside the hall, and thousands of immortal clouds are rising at the same time.

Under the guidance of hundreds of cranes, a group of people stood with their hands on their backs, dressed in Imperial uniforms, and slowly paced into the heavenly palace.

At this moment, the seventeen mountain masters, the six masters of the blessed land, and a large number of Yan immortals have been at the top of their cultivation, and all of them are bowing their hands and solemnly, "ministers are facing the two emperors!"

Jian Wushuang looked up at his back. Compared with the banquet in the heaven in the early years, childe Chu was a little more calm, as if everything was clear in his chest, giving a feeling of being as light as water.

This is a very strong opponent, you will never guess his idea.

Jian Wushuang still doesn't think that it was the real strength of Childe Jiu in the fight for peaches.