Feng Jiu was stunned: "What are you talking about?"

Hunyuanzi glared: "You are pretending to be stupid? You are just a matter of worshiping the old man as your teacher!" As soon as he said this, the little bastard curled his lips and opened his eyes.

"No." She was too lazy to become a disciple again.

Although Chu Batian, the palace master of Tianyuan Palace, who was worshipped in the underwater secret palace, was far less powerful than Hunyuanzi in front of her, Chu Batian said that he was kind to her. Her mysterious spirit body was opened by him, and the ancient magic sword Qingfeng in her hand was also given by him. Although he only left her some treasures and guided her in cultivation, she followed what he left behind, coupled with her own talent and understanding, she became stronger step by step.

Except for what she learned in her previous life, she almost learned it herself in this life. What's the use of being a master? She just causes trouble for herself.

When she was a disciple of Chu Batian, she promised him to do three things for him. Now, the power of Tianyuan Palace has been secretly expanding with her coming to this upstream continent as she came to this, and the ancient magic sword Qingfeng was also in her hands. There is only one thing left, that is, to find his descendants.

Unfortunately, after so many years, it is extremely difficult to find his descendants. Her master Chu Batian was dominating the downstream continent, but the people she sent secretly inquire, but there has been no news in the downstream.

Now that she has arrived in this upstream continent, her power has moved here. It is even more difficult to find his descendants from the downstream continent. Sometimes she even wonders, could his descendants be gone? Or, is he just seizing the world and becoming an ordinary person?

After all, the descendants of the right are still there. The news that she held the Qingfeng Sword in her hand on the downstream mainland was heard, and his descendants should come to him. However, this incident has always been like a rock sinking into the sea without any echo.

"Little bastard? Little bastard?"

Hunyuanzi saw that the young man was still in a state of consciousness while sitting in front of him, and couldn't help but glared: "Is the old man so boring and boring? Can you still be distracted when talking to the old man?"

Feng Jiu came to her senses and glanced at him: "It's not that she is distracted, she just happened to think of something." She took out the wine gourd from the space, unscrewed the lid and took a sip.

When the wine cover was unscrewed, the aroma of wine spread. Hunyuanzi, who was sitting in front, couldn't help but lit his eyes when he smelled the aroma of wine. He swallowed and stared at the wine gourd in Fengjiu's hand: "What wine do children drink at every family? Take it here, old man, I'll try it."

He reached out and wanted to snatch it, but Fengjiu avoided it. He held the wine gourd in his arms and stared at him vigilantly: "Don't you have it yourself? What are you doing to snatch me?" This old man was so greedy.

The old man was a little surprised at the speed of his avoidance. He couldn't help but stroke his beard, squinted his eyes and stared at him, and said, "Old man, I think your wine is more fragrant. I am the old man, you have to toast me, do you know?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Jiu smiled and stared at the old man with a rosy face, but an old face was slippery and there was no wrinkle, and said, "Apart from your hair, beard, and eyebrows, you don't look like an old man."
Chapter completed!