Zheng Ming thought of Yan Zidian's swordsmanship in his mind, and thought of Yan Zidian's ability to come and go without a trace in his mind.

According to Yan Zidian's speed, his swordsmanship ranks first in the entire Dalun Mountains, and Zheng Ming felt that there was no problem at all.

"Thank you, Qingyue. I first came to Dalun Mountain and didn't know anything. Maybe in the future, you will need Qingyue, you will take care of me."

Zheng Ming's words were extremely gentle. Although he was more senior than Qingyue, when it comes to the qualifications of the two people in Dalun Mountains, he was much worse than Qingyue.

In addition, Qingyue has always respected him very much, so Zheng Ming naturally would not speak coldly about such people who have no conflict with him and who are respectful to him.

"Haha, Master, you are so polite. If you have any needs, please tell Qingyue to order it." Seeing Zheng Ming's low posture, Qingyue's eyes were a little more joyful, but his expression became more and more respectful.

The flying boat ran through the sky, and in a blink of an eye, it had already rushed thousands of miles away.

"Qingyue, what are you going to do like this? "A coquettish voice suddenly rang out from the void.

Hearing this sound, Zheng Ming turned around gently and saw a woman in pink dress sitting cross-legged on a white giant crane, just like a fairy in the sky, floating out of the world.

Seeing this woman, Qingyue smiled bitterly. He never expected that he would meet this person on the way to the Sutra Pavilion.

"Haha, I said that before I went out today, I heard the magpies outside shouting. It turned out that I was going to meet Master Jingwen, Hello Uncle Master!"

Qingyue's compliment made the arrogant woman's face a playful smile, and she snorted coldly: "I see, what you hear is not the magpies screaming, but the crows screaming, okay?"

While she was talking, she patted the giant crane that was sitting down, and the giant crane suddenly spit out a mouthful of extremely hot flames.

The red flame rolled straight towards Qingyue. In this flame, there was a complete divine forbidden. Although the number was not too large, it could burn the world.

When Qingyue saw the flame, a trace of horror flashed in her eyes. He had had a lot of trouble with this little aunt, and it was not the first time that the Firecrane who had sat down spit out the fire and scared him.

In this situation, the best choice is to jump off the flying boat as before, and everything will not be a problem since then.

When I jumped off, the aunt laughed. Even if the encounter today is over, now, there is not only me on the flying boat, but also a master!

Although this master's cultivation is only a medium-sized star among the sects, he has purple gold marks, and is a personal disciple collected by the ancestor's three Dharma masters.

According to his master, when the founder of the Three Fathers of the Patriarch, he invited a fellow Taoist who was proficient in the art of magical calculation to calculate the fortune of the Dalun Mountain.

The powerful man who used the magical calculating technique to shake the four directions, divine a divination for the Master of Three Dharmas, saying that he could have seven disciples in his life.

After the seven disciples gathered together, Dalun Mountain would prosper, and he even put forward the strongest conclusion of the Seven Sons of Dalun and the Last Zi.

This proverb was half-believing and half-doubted by Master Sanfa. Although his friend of the magical calculation technique had never missed it, is he really sure that such an illusory thing was calculated accurately?

However, in Dalun Mountain, there is really a part of it who regards this conclusion as real. It also stimulates many geniuses to practice wildly, thinking that one day, they will be able to enter the eyes of the ancestors and become the last of the seven sons of Dalun.

However, after teaching six disciples, the Three Dharma Masters have become increasingly evident, and it is difficult for anyone to get to the eyes of his elders.

Ten years, hundred years, thousand years, ten thousand years...

After countless years of waiting, Zheng Ming came to Dalun Mountain when people thought that there would be Dalun’s seventh son.

Qingyue was filled with respect from the ancestor who was able to leap across Dalun Mountain in this legend. In this case, what should the ancestor do if he hides himself?

Could it be that the master and the master jumped with him?

As a ancestor, especially a young ancestor, he was forced to jump from a high altitude as soon as he entered the sect. This is not a good sign.

It would be fine if this master was broad-minded and didn't care about this matter, but if this master cared about it, then I would...

Qingyue hesitated and forgot to hide. The woman was waiting for Qingyue, who was teased by her, to jump down like before, which made her laugh, but unexpectedly, Qingyue, who was kicked by a donkey, stood there motionlessly.

What is he going to do? He is looking for death!

Just when the woman felt a little unhappy, Zheng Ming had already arrived in front of Qingyue and directly blocked Qingyue behind her.

"Ah, Master!" Qingyue only realized at this time, but the red flame, which contained the divine forbidden, had rushed to Zheng Ming's approach.

Although such flames may not necessarily kill people in the Star Realm, they can also cause serious injuries.

At this time, Qingyue was anxious. He stared at all this in front of him in a daze, but was powerless to stop it. Just when a tragic arose in his heart, he found that the rolling flames appeared in Zheng Ming's hands like a stream of flowing back to the sea.

The flames that possessed the divine forbidden were actually caught by this master directly in his hands. This situation made Qingyue feel unbelievable.

But everything in front of you was truly reflected in Qingyue's eyes.

With a crisp crane sound, the white crane holding the woman seemed to feel that Zheng Ming was an insult to him by grabbing his flames, so he let out a long roar, and his whole body rushed towards Zheng Ming like lightning.

The giant crane's claws were even more golden, and they grabbed Zheng Ming straight towards him!

"Uncle Master, you are going to cause trouble!" Qingyue looked at the falling giant claws and reminded her anxiously.

He and Jingwen are also old acquaintances, and are even more familiar with the things around Jingwen, especially the giant crane. This giant crane is a foreign species, and is born with two divine forbidden things hidden in its body.

One is the divine fire it sucks. The second divine forbidden method is not as obvious as the first one, but it is more powerful than the first one.

The sharp claws should be the sharp claws that can tear dragons and snakes into sharp claws. Qingyue once saw with her own eyes that the giant crane grabbed a mountain with one claw and cracked it from the middle.

Now, the sharp claws were grabbed at Zheng Ming. Can Zheng Ming resist it? If it couldn't, then if Zheng Ming had life worries, it would be a big trouble!

Jingwen was also frightened. Although she was arrogant and domineering in the sect, she was just a little girl's attitude and had some rules that she still followed quite well. If this god crane caught Zheng Ming badly, no matter who Zheng Ming was, she would be scolded.

He even has to be locked up!

"Feiyu, stop!" Jingwen shouted anxiously, but her orders did not work at all. The giant crane's sharp claws had approached Zheng Ming quickly and quickly. The giant claws were as big as sharp blades, wrapping Zheng Ming.

Once caught, it will be scattered.

Qingyue was so scared that she couldn't speak. If this uncle of the master really encountered an unexpected situation, then Qingyue would be to blame. This crime would be a big deal.

Just as the sharp claws were grabbed, Zheng Ming scolded a sinful voice. With the scolding, Zheng Ming's palm stood up and made a heavy blow to the sharp claws.

The giant crane is a foreign species in the prehistoric world. Its strength can pull mountains and fill the seas. The sharp claws have divine bans and are urged. At this time, Zheng Ming faced the giant crane, like a mayfly, shaking the pillar of the sky.

However, just as Jingwen and Qingyue were stunned, the huge giant crane seemed to have hit a mountain and flew backwards. The sharp claws left countless golden blood.

It was broken, and the giant crane's legs were broken!

Their eyes couldn't believe what had just happened. They didn't believe that the giant crane with great power that could defeat the God forbidden was actually broken by Zheng Ming with his strength.

The giant crane let out a tragic cry and spread it to the nine heavens.

Heming woke Jingwen and Qingyue up. Qingyue was naturally ecstatic at this time, but Jingwen's face turned dark. She quickly ran to the giant heir and saw that the giant heir's golden scales had flashing legs, with countless cracks.

"You...how could you do such a heavy move? Who are you? I and you are not finished with this matter!"

Zheng Ming shook his head and said to Qingyue: "Let's go, don't let your senior brother wait for a long time!"

Qingyue knew that this incident was entirely because of herself. If she hadn't been used to playing with Master Jingwen, such a thing wouldn't have happened.

Looking at Jingwen who was relentless, Qingyue quickly sent a message: "Uncle Master, this is... the uncle of the seventh division."

The title of Seventh Master Uncle? Jingwen was stunned. As a favored disciple, she naturally knew that Master Sanfa Master would take seven disciples in his life. According to legend, the Seventh Master is the best figure in the entire Dalun Mountain.

Jingwen has always had a dream about this legend. Although this dream is extremely ethereal, only with a dream can it be realized.

But just yesterday, she received the news that the ancestor finally accepted the seventh disciple. Although this shattered her dream, Jingwen was not jealous, just wanted to see this uncle.

However, unexpectedly, by accident, he had a conflict with this uncle, and almost injured the uncle.

Just when Jingwen was staying there, Qingyue's flying boat had already flown up. After he left for dozens of miles, he said to Zheng Ming: "Uncle Master, this matter is a disaster caused by his disciples. Please punish him."

"Forget it, it's just a trivial matter, and you're nothing wrong with it." Zheng Ming waved his hand and smiled faintly.

But at this moment, Qingyue looked at Zheng Ming with an even more strange look. If he had any doubts about the legend of the Seventh Son of Dalun Mountain in the past, he now believed it. After all, this uncle master had just used his power to kill a remnant of the prehistoric seeds.

What's more, such a character looks so casual and steady!
Chapter completed!