"It's our great fortune that our Jietian Sect has these two good nephews coming all the way. Please forgive me if I didn't treat you well enough."

Within the Jietian Sect, the gentle voice of the fifth elder sounded in the hall. He carefully looked at the two geniuses of the Yan Clan, and there was an imperceptible look of shock in his eyes.

Without him, the talents and qualifications of these two people are really amazing.

Leaving aside the fact that Yanhuang's sixth-level King Realm cultivation is not weaker than Taixuan Sword Sect's Jianxuan, even Yan Meier's cultivation at the peak of Zunwu Realm, the terrifying power contained in her body far exceeds that of many kings of Jietian Sect.

A disciple of the realm.

With such amazing background, once he breaks through to the level of king, he will definitely become a peerless genius and have the qualifications to ascend to the top of the Holy King.

This shocked the fifth elder, and he also felt a hint of envy in his heart. It would be great if the Jietian Sect had such a disciple with such peerless talent.

In that case, the Jietian Sect will definitely cultivate them at all costs.

"As for the Fifth Elder, it's the juniors who have caused trouble for your sect."

Yanhuang was dressed in a red brocade robe. He had a handsome face and a tall figure. His whole body exuded a strong and fiery aura. He smiled and cupped his hands to the fifth elder, his attitude was neither humble nor overbearing.

Hearing this, the fifth elder laughed twice, patted Yanhuang's shoulder and was about to say something, but unexpectedly, Yan Meier beside him spoke first,

"Senior Fifth Elder, I wonder if it would be convenient for me to see Sister Ziyuan?"

Yan Meier has a delicate face, delicate red lips, and a hot figure. Especially her beautiful legs, which are long and fair, are particularly outstanding. Even if she is just standing there, she still attracts the attention of many Jietian Sect disciples around her.

She looked at the fifth elder in front of her with a questioning look in her eyes. The fifth elder was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and then he quickly reacted and nodded www.bǐqυgetν.℃ǒm

"Saint Ziyuan has been looking forward to it for a long time. She should be waiting in the room now."

The fifth elder replied with a smile on his face. From Yan Mei'er's tone and look, it was not difficult to tell that she had a very close relationship with Mo Ziyuan.

It was Mo Ziyuan's chance to befriend the young prodigy of the Yan clan, and his status was very noble. The fifth elder had lived for thousands of years, and he knew how powerful the Yan clan's energy was.

"Two worthy nephews, please come with me."

Without any hesitation, the fifth elder took Yan Huang and Yan Mei'er to Mo Ziyuan's residence. However, just when the fifth elder was about to knock on the door, Yan Mei'er suddenly looked at Yan Huang and said with a smile.

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"Brother, are you sure you want to go in too?"

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"I won't go in. I heard that people from Taixuan Sword Sect are also here. Brother Jianxuan and I haven't seen each other for several years, so I just went to catch up with him."

Sensing the strange look in his sister's eyes, Yan Huang subconsciously touched his nose and replied with some embarrassment,

"You guys can talk, I won't interrupt you."

After the words fell, Yan Huang left here under the leadership of the fifth elder, and the two of them went to the highest point of the city lord's mansion together. Yan Mei'er looked at the two people's disappearing figures, and immediately reached out and knocked on the door.

With a "crunch" sound, the door opened, and a figure in plain clothes suddenly appeared behind the door, it was Mo Ziyuan, the saint of Jietian Sect.

"Sister Mei'er, you're here!"

The moment he saw Yan Mei'er, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on Mo Ziyuan's delicate face. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Yan Mei'er enter the room in a flash, and then there was a "pop"

Closed the door.

"Sister Ziyuan, I miss you so much after not seeing you for so long!"

"Sister Mei'er, I didn't do it on purpose. The Jietian Sect has not been born before, so I have no choice but to...ah, don't mess around!"

"Keke, who told you to lie to me and hide it from me for so long? I must show you something today!"

"Well..."

After a while of fighting, Mo Ziyuan was the first to be defeated. Her pretty face was slightly red, and she was lying on the soft big bed, being suppressed by Yan Mei'er.

"Tsk, tsk, it's been such a long time since I last saw you, Ziyuan, you've become beautiful again."

Looking at Mo Ziyuan who raised his hands in surrender, Yan Meier smiled sweetly and jumped out of bed. At the same time, she let out a sigh of admiration.

“I don’t know which stinky man I’m going to cheapen in the future.”

"Sister Mei'er, what are you talking about?"

When Mo Ziyuan heard this, her pretty face turned red immediately, and she immediately retorted in a low voice, Yan Mei'er was good at everything, her only shortcoming was that she was too enthusiastic, which made her a little at a loss every time they met.

"I'm not talking nonsense. According to the rules of your Jietian Sect, aren't the saints of all generations required to marry the saint's son? Can you make an exception?"

Yan Mei'er rolled her eyes, her words clearly indicating that she knew the rules of Jie Tian Sect quite well.

Mo Ziyuan was not surprised by this. Yan Meier was born in the Yan clan, one of the seven ancient imperial clans. She had been instilled with all kinds of knowledge since she was a child. Her vision and knowledge were obviously not comparable to those of ordinary warriors.

The Jietian Sect had been dominant in the Eastern Wasteland for tens of thousands of years, so it was naturally discussed by others. The fact that all the saints of the Jietian Sect eventually married the Holy Son was naturally recorded.

"Sister Ziyuan, tell me, have you found the Jie Tian Ruler from your Jie Tian Sect so far?

And the Four Symbols Holy Spirit Tower, the ultimate weapon, is it true that as the mysterious man in Zhongzhou said... it was lost together with the Jietian Ruler?"

As if she remembered something, Yan Mei'er suddenly became serious. She looked at Mo Ziyuan in front of her, her tone was slightly serious.

When Mo Ziyuan heard these words, she was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect that Yan Mei'er would suddenly ask her about this matter. After a moment, she realized that she couldn't help but feel hesitant in her heart.

"To be honest with Sister Mei'er, the Jietian Ruler has been lost for thousands of years. Several elders have been looking for it for these thousands of years, but they have never found it."

After a long silence, Mo Ziyuan slowly spoke,

"As for whether the Four-Elephant Holy Spirit Tower was lost together with the Jietian Ruler, I'm not very sure about this. The Ji Dao weapons are always kept by three Supreme Elders, and there are only three Supreme Elders and Great Masters in the entire Jietian Sect.

The elders know."

Looking at Yan Mei'er's slightly serious expression, Mo Ziyuan gave such an explanation.

She didn't mean to deceive Yan Mei'er, but the Four Elephants Holy Spirit Tower was really of great importance and had a great impact on the future destiny of the Jietian Sect.

Even though he had a very good relationship with Yan Meier in private, as a saint of the Jietian Sect, Mo Ziyuan would never reveal such an important secret to anyone.

Seeing the bitterness on Mo Ziyuan's face, Yan Mei'er obviously realized that there was something wrong with her question just now. After hesitating for a moment, she whispered in Mo Ziyuan's ear:

"Zi Yuan, don't worry too much. Even if the Four Elephants Holy Spirit Pagoda is really lost, my brother and I are still here. If anyone dares to make trouble at the ceremony, I will let him have a taste of our clan's Burning Heaven Cauldron.
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