"That's the real person of Jiuxiao." King Qi was still introducing, referring to an old man with a fairy spirit, "He is a talent, and he is the youngest quasi-emperor in Xuanhuang Continent today."

"How young is the youngest quasi-emperor?" Ye Chen looked up and saw that the old man was born Zhou Zheng, with a slender figure, just like a teacher, with a calm temperament all over his body, without any resentment, just like an amiable old man.

"It's only three thousand years old, so young enough!" King Qi grabbed another peach and stuffed it into his arms.

"Xuanhuang is indeed full of talents!" Even Ye Chen's determination could not help but sigh. Three thousand years old would be the quasi-emperor. If one day he was not careful, he would be awarded the emperor.

"Little donkey, bring me your wine." When the two of them spoke, something inappropriate sounded. It was a jade table next to them. A drunk man with messy hair was drunk, and sometimes he would burp a few times.

"Hey." King Qi stopped and glanced at the drunk man with a slanted eyes, "I dare to be so arrogant when I ask us for wine. Master Du, I have never seen you for a hundred years."

"He is the quasi-emperor level, the kind that is so arrogant." Ye Chen passed a sentence to King Qi.

"Come on, drink." King Qi's face became very fast, and he hugged the wine pot and passed by, filling a cup for the drunkard, laughing as gentle as he was.

The drunkard ignored King Qi's flattery and only cared to drink with the wine pot. The peaches on the table did not move, but the wine was one pot after another.

Compared to the guy of King Qi, Ye Chen was much calmer, carrying the Six Paths of Immortal Ring Animals. He had seen the drunk man's cultivation when he sat down, but pretended not to know that everything would go with the flow.

He knew very well that compared to the Jiuxiao Real Person, this drunk man was really terrifying, and the quasi-emperor was also divided into strengths and weaknesses. Although the two were both at the quasi-emperor level, the gap was not ordinary.

"You should not behave like a person!" Although Ye Chen's expression did not change, he was already sighing in his heart. Who would have thought that a drunk man who was addicted to alcohol was a terrifying quasi-emperor?

"He is the Wine Sword Immortal." Maybe he knew Ye Chen was curious, Ji Ningshuang sent a voice.

"The Taoist name is Jiu Jianxian, and he can be related to the sword gods of the heavens." Ye Chen asked immediately.

"Sword God's Senior Brother." Ji Ningshuang smiled softly, "The Emperor has only two disciples in his life, one is the Sword God of Heavens, and the other is the Wine Sword Immortal, both of which are the myths of the Ten Thousand Realms."

"It's really a clumsy." Ye Chen glanced at the drunken sword immortal, the senior brother of the Heavenly Myth, and the disciple of the Immortal Martial Emperor. Any relationship that can shock the world if you pick out any of them. This is a real great god, and it's also a hard-core one.

"Don't mess with him, he has a bad temper." Ji Ningshuang kindly reminded him.

"I'll ask you something." Ye Chen looked at Ji Ningshuang in the distance, "Do you know what the Immortal Martial Emperor looks like, or is there any portrait of the Emperor in your Yaochi Holy Land?"

"The only ones who have seen the true appearance of the Emperor are the Sword God and the Wine Sword Immortal." Ji Ningshuang said slowly, "It is said that the Emperor brought a mask when he practiced Taoism, and the same was true until he was granted the throne."

"That's really a pity." Ye Chen murmured and looked at the Wine Sword Immortal again.

Since he is the disciple of the Emperor, he must have seen the true appearance of the Emperor. He looks exactly the same as the Emperor Xianwu Emperor, but the Brew Sword Fairy was not curious about him at all and just carries the wine pot to drink.

He really couldn't see through the Wine Sword Immortal, just like the sword god of heaven, unfathomable. He was also the senior brother of the Sword God, and his combat power was definitely not inferior to the Sword God. Unfortunately, he and the Sword God would never be able to set foot on the throne of the Emperor. The closer he was to the Emperor, the more terrifying he would be to be suppressed by the Emperor.

On this side, the King Qi, who had a hot face and a cold butt, came back and smiled awkwardly. He wanted to get close to the Jiujianxian, but Jiujianxian only cared about drinking and ignored him at all.

Ye Chen slowly closed his thoughts, while drinking quietly, he swept past everyone present as if nothing had happened. Those who could come to the Yaochi event were not ordinary people. There were no less than twenty quasi-emperors, and more than half were very low-key, just like the wine sword immortal sitting behind.

After looking around, he looked at Ji Ningshuang in confusion again, "The Yaochi Holy Land even invited the ancient nine tribes. Why don't you see Kunlun Xu, Jiuhuangtian, Daxia Dynasty, the Temple and Daluotian people come? Or do you have not invited them at all?"

"They had closed the mountain a hundred years ago, and all their disciples were recalled and completely isolated from the outside." Ji Ningshuang explained, "I heard from the fairy mother that it seemed that she had encountered an accident."

"The peak powerful people have all gone to Da Chu, have they closed the mountain gate?" Ye Chen pondered.

Ji Ningshuang did not send a message to her, but instead held her chin with her hands and admired the fairy man's dance. If the fairy mother had not ordered her to make her more normal, she would have already taken out the ancient book and read it.

Ye Chen was also silent. He wanted to eat a peach, but found that the peaches on the table were gone.

Helplessly, he had to consciously put his hand into King Qi's arms, fiddled for a while, and then he took out a large peach from inside. After finishing his work, he did not forget to wash it with clean water.

The peaches are still extremely delicious, fragrant and melt in their mouths. They contain pure spiritual sources. They can be eaten by monks and refined into their bodies. They have the magical effect of prolonging life, strengthening the foundation and strengthening the essence.

With this point alone, Ye Chen looked up to the Holy Land of Yaochi and was willing to take out such an immortal fruit and enjoy it with all directions. It can be seen that his mind is different from the emperor.

Speaking of this peach, it has a lot of connection with the Queen of Yaochi. She planted the first peach tree in the Jade Pool Holy Land. She is the place where she planted peach trees and created the Jade Pool Holy Land. In the endless years, a peach tree has grown throughout the entire Jade Pool Fairy Mountain.

The so-called Yaochi grand event also began since that era, and the Empress of Yaochi was still alive and worshipped by all races. The Empress used peaches to treat all races, which became a good story.

However, as time changes and countless changes, the era of Yaochi gradually faded into the dust of history. Although the inheritance of the Yaochi Holy Land is still there, the Yaochi grand event cannot reproduce the glory of the worship of all races in the past. The Yaochi Empress has finally become a legend.

In the drums and selves and flutes, Ye Chen chewed the leftover peach pits into pieces, and then swallowed them into his stomach. After that, he put his hand into King Qi's arms and took out another peach.

King Qi's face turned black, so he put two of them in his arms to take them back to study, but he didn't expect that Ye Chen would take them all, and he didn't even have any peach pits left. Are you angry?

In the clouds, the fairies of Yaochi who were dancing in the wild have already fallen down, causing a lot of cheers.

As the dancers of Yaochi left the venue, a faint speech resounded throughout the grand event. "The ancient holy body cannot be seen for 100,000 years. I don't know if I can enjoy the light and discuss it, but I can forget my wish."

"Ancient Holy Body?" Too many people were surprised and looked at the eighth prince of the Phoenix clan, because the faint words before came from his mouth.

"The ancient holy body is here?" Many people were looking around, especially the son of the God of Heaven and the Son of Cangling. When they heard the word "Saint Body", their faces suddenly became ferocious.

"Ye Chen, do you dare to take my challenge?" The Phoenix God Son smiled, raised his hand and popped up a fairy light, heading straight to Ye Chen opposite, until he was half a foot away from Ye Chen, and it turned into a page of paper. The three big words suddenly appeared on it, which were very eye-catching: Challenge Book.

"Is he an ancient holy body?" Everyone's eyes were focused on Ye Chen. No matter how stupid he was at this moment, he could see the clues that the person the Phoenix Son was going to challenge was the holy body.

"Son of God has recognized the wrong person. I am a mortal child, but I am not an ancient holy body." Ye Chen smiled leisurely, waved his hand casually, and wiped the challenge book casually.

"Pretending to be a ghost, I already recognized you as you the moment you entered the fairy mountain." Feng Xian'er sneered, "Don't think that using the secret method to cover up your face can hide the world."

"What is Princess Phoenix saying? I can't understand it." Ye Chen shrugged with a smile.

"Then let you see this." Feng Xian'er smiled sly, gently brushed her jade hand, and saw a phoenix shadow appearing in Ye Chen's body, turning into a mysterious mark.

"When did this be planted?" Ye Chen cursed inwardly, "I didn't notice it at all."

"Don't admit it?" Feng Xian'er shouted coldly, "It's meaningless to hide it."
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