A half-step Saint King is enough to control Xuanyu State.
Although Jiri Palace is the top power in Xuanyu State, there are no saint-king-level figures in it, only an ancestor who has passed the critical barrier of life and death.
Just now, Lin Yuan saw with his own eyes that Xiong Zu, who was in the fifth realm of the Saint, was easily suppressed and killed by Yan Qingyou, which was shocking. If there is a grudge with Wanyan Holy Land, the future life of Jiri Palace will not be easy.
Not long ago, in the secret realm of mountains and rivers, Lin Xuan and Xu Changge had some conflicts. Because of the incident between the juniors, Lin Yuan, the master of Jiri Palace, had to come and apologize in person, just to settle the grudge.
"You are a guest, please come in."
Yan Qingyou's voice came out.
"Xie Yan takes the first seat."
Lin Yuan was older than Yan Qingyou, but he still acted like a junior and was polite and thoughtful.
Strength is respected and one has to bow one's head.
Lin Yuan entered Dongchen Peak with his two sons and was cautious.
In the outer courtyard of the bamboo house halfway up the mountain, there are Yan Qingyou, Shangguan Guyun, Luohuang Xue and Xu Changge.
"Greetings to Master Yan, the Reverend Confucian Sword."
Lin Yuan is the master of Jiri Palace, so he is naturally a powerful saint. Although his cultivation is a little stronger than Shangguan Guyun, he admires Shangguan Guyun very much and said with cupped fists.
"You're welcome, Your Excellency."
Shangguan Guyun stood up and returned the gift, giving Lin Yuan face.
Yan Qingyou kept sitting, raised her eyebrows slightly, and got straight to the point: "What do you want?"
"Quinzi had some conflicts with his noble disciple some time ago, and I came here to apologize."
Lin Yuan explained his purpose and reluctantly took out some precious treasures.
Yan Qingyou glanced at Xu Changge, who was sitting next to him, and itched his teeth: "It's okay. If your son had the ability, he would have no problem beating Xu Changge to death. I will never interfere or take revenge."
Xu Changge's face was full of black lines. Is this what a master should say? How could there be any reason to encourage others to kill his own apprentice?
Lin Yuan was stunned for a moment and didn't know how to answer the question. Originally, Lin Yuan was prepared to be embarrassed, just so as not to have a grudge with Yan Qingyou.
Who would have thought that not only did Yan Qingyou not get angry, but she also longed for someone among her peers to bully Xu Changge.
"Master Yan is joking."
Lin Yuan smiled awkwardly.
"I'm not joking, I'm serious." Yan Qingyou pointed at Xu Changge and said to Lin Yuan and others: "If you have a way to kill this kid, I swear I will never blame you, and I will even beat gongs and drums.
Congratulations."
"Old man..." Xu Changge's eyes were filled with resentment.
"What's wrong?" Yan Qingyou glared at Xu Changge, showing an angry expression.
"It's okay, just stay happy." Xu Changge felt that it was too difficult for him, and it was okay for his senior sister to bully him. Now even the cheap master is doing the same.
"I'm not happy." Yan Qingyou felt very depressed as she thought that she would have to stay in the Wanyan Holy Land for a long time in the future and would not be able to go anywhere.
Xu Changge thought it was better not to speak, otherwise there would be more trouble.
Lin Yuan and others looked at the bickering master and apprentice with blank expressions on their faces. This was completely different from what he had originally expected.
"Thank you, Mr. Yan, for not caring about the grudges between the younger generations. We will take our leave."
Yan Qingyou didn't blame him, and Lin Yuan felt relieved. As for the miscellaneous things in Dongchen Peak, Lin Yuan couldn't understand it, and he didn't bother to find out.
"Wait a minute." Yan Qingyou pointed to the pile of treasures on the ground: "Take all your things away, I don't need them."
"Yes." Lin Yuan and Yan Qingyou looked at each other, confirmed that Yan Qingyou was serious, and immediately put the treasure away.
"Wait a minute." Just as Lin Yuan put it away, Luo Huangxue suddenly spoke.
Lin Yuan's movements froze and his body froze: "What else can Fairy Luo do?"
"I think the pot just now is good, why don't you keep it?"
Luo Huangxue took a glance at it just now and felt that the treasure Lin Yuan took out still contained some good things.
"Yes, leave that pot." Upon hearing her precious disciple's request, Yan Qingyou's expression changed immediately.
Lin Yuan smiled and immediately took out a pot as big as a human head. It was emerald green in color and inlaid with eighteen white diamonds containing Taoist charms.
"This is a glazed white spirit jar. It is an excellent Taoist treasure made by an ancestor of my Ji Sun Palace who spent three hundred years of hard work. It has many wonderful uses."
Lin Yuan began to introduce the origin and efficacy of this pot.
Unexpectedly, Luo Huangxue directly placed the glazed white spirit pot on the fire in the kitchen, with a satisfied look on her face: "I just need a cooking pot at home."
"..." Lin Yuan's expression froze.
"..." Lin Zijun and Lin Xuan, who were standing behind Lin Yuan, were stunned.
Yan Qingyou was very happy when she saw Luo Huangxue's satisfied face: "I won't take advantage of you either. I'll give you a drop of wine, which is enough to settle the matter."
What can a drop of wine be used for?
This is too stingy!
Lin Yuan wanted to refuse directly, but Yan Qingyou directly took out a drop of wine from the wine gourd and came through the air.
Lin Yuan was a discerning person, and he immediately saw the extraordinary value of this drop of wine, and swallowed the rejection back into his stomach: "Thank you, Chief Yan, for your kindness."
This drop of Taoist wine is indeed useless to the saint Lin Yuan, but it is of great use to Lin Zijun. If Lin Zijun is allowed to refine this drop of Taoist wine, it will be enough to make Lin Zijun's cultivation even further.
Lin himself has reached the threshold of becoming a saint, but has yet to find a suitable opportunity. This drop of Taoist wine is good fortune.
Although Lin Zijun and Lin Xuan didn't know the effect of this drop of Taoist wine, they saw that their father Lin Yuan was so solemn, it must be a good thing, so they bowed in unison.
"Go, go, go." Yan Qingyou waved his hand impatiently. He hated this kind of hypocritical courtesy. He didn't feel comfortable at all.
Lin Yuan and others left. Yan Qingyou thought she could enjoy a moment of peace, but unexpectedly something happened again.
The people of Wanyan Holy Land are working hard to build the damaged place, and they dare not go to Dongchen Peak to disturb them. However, there are some things that only Dongchen Peak can solve.
"Uncle Yan, the people from Qiming Palace are here."
Bai Yixuan came to Dongchen Peak in person and reported the matter to Yan Qingyou.
Yan Qingyou's eyes narrowed slightly, and Shangguan Guyun's mood fluctuated greatly while sitting next to him.
Qiming Palace once hunted down Shangguan Guyun and indirectly killed his beloved woman.
If Yan Qing hadn't stepped in to protect him back then, Shangguan Guyun would have definitely died in the hands of Qiming Palace.
"not see."
Yan Qingyou scolded loudly.
Bai Yixuan smiled bitterly: "I understand."
Then, the dignified saint Bai Yixuan became the messenger.
Xu Changge sat aside, thinking about the arrival of Qiming Palace.
Due to the visit of Qiming Palace, everyone lost interest in tea and drinking.
"What happened back then has passed. There is no need to keep it in your heart."
Yan Qingyou wanted to enlighten Shangguan Guyun.
Shangguan Guyun gave a fake smile, with a complicated look on his face.