"Two?"

In an instant, a burst of exclamations came from the hall.

"This...how is this possible?"

Even the disciples of Yun Palace were shocked. The Forgetful Fruit ripened every three years, and one ripened every other. It has been decades, how could it change?

Yun Ni looked at the scene of talking and said, "I have personally investigated that the Forgetful Fruit this time should have mutated and formed two, so he sincerely invited Zhongzhou talent to pick it together."

"No, Palace Master. Is there any difference between picking these two fruits and one? Do you still need to mobilize many people?"

Everyone present was also very curious. Logically speaking, no matter how many fruits are, it doesn’t seem to affect anything. Such rare fruits are unreasonable and need to be shared by someone. If it were someone else, they would have been picking them secretly long ago.

Yun Ni said: "I can see this palace as the fruits of Yunjian have mutated and clouds are covered by clouds and mist."

"What? Even the Palace Master, you can only see a few things, isn't that..."

"Is it so scary? Really or not?"

Zhong Yue also raised his eyebrows. It seems that there is no free lunch in the world, so it is definitely dangerous. Otherwise, who would be so stupid that he gave up the good things? Zhong Yue is not stupid, and the rest of the people are not so stupid that there is no normal logic. Although Wuyou Fruit is coveted, even the saints are tricky, wouldn’t they seek death if they get involved in things that are difficult to deal with?

Yun Niling sat on a high position, like an empress dominating the world, and said, "It's not that I am afraid of the Yunjian's changes, but that Wuyou Fruit has been transformed and enlightened. Before there was any change, it was like taking objects in a bag. Now if there is any abnormal movement, the mutated fruit will penetrate into the mud. It is difficult to find its trace."

"Prince Lord, you still haven't explained it. If this is the case, just ask the disciples in the sect to pick it up. Why do you still have to find someone to pick it up?"

Yun Ni said calmly: "After Wuyou Fruit is very cunning after he is spiritual. Only by using the Yin and Yang ink method in my Yun Palace can we avoid the slippery touch. And my Yun Palace is all women, so this ink method can naturally not be practiced by the people in the door."

After listening to Yun Ni's explanation, everyone was talking and whispering.

"There is such a thing. Fruit is psychic? Isn't this a monster?"

"This pair of fruits has become immortals! If this is the case, it is hard to say that you can reach the threshold of the holy realm after eating it, and it is not impossible."

Suddenly, everyone's interest came back. This matter seemed to be a big deal. After hearing Yun Ni's words, Zhong Yue felt like this was such a ginseng fruit, and it would even drill into the mud when it landed.

Zhao Yongchun stroked his beard and smiled, "So that's the case. I can help the palace master to practice the Yin-Yang Two-Yang Ink Method and catch the little slippery head."

Yun Ni's eyes were cold. If it weren't for the people from the Taoist court, she would probably have driven the arrogant old man out of the banquet. "Elder Zhao even wants to go, he is probably not able to catch it."

"how?"

"The Yin and Yang Ink Method does not require a profound realm, but mainly relies on blood and energy to stimulate it. If you pass the age of thirty, your blood and energy will be deficient, and your flaws will be revealed."

Many people in the hall laughed intently.

Zhao Yongchun's old face turned red, and he was a little annoyed when he grabbed his beard, "The Palace Master's words are a bit too absolute. My blood and energy are much more vigorous than some young people."

A Jianzhao in the Jian Pavilion drank and smiled, "Elder Zhao, you have to convince the old. The Palace Master's words are enough to save you face. If you are old, it's not possible. You should leave such opportunities to us younger generations."

"Cao Guangming, you are already in your thirties and you are almost destined to be destined. You are also an old man. You are equal to me and you are still qualified to laugh at me?"

The man who was drinking obviously took good care of himself, and he could not tell that he was fifty years old. "I can't do it, but Lao Liu is just thirty years old. As for Lao Qi, he is only twenty-eight years younger. They can do it. As for the person who attended the banquet this time of your Taoist court, there seems to be no suitable candidate, haha..."

Zhao Yongchun frowned, "I'll ask the head teacher now and send my disciples here."

"Elder Zhao, I'm spared."

"how?"

Yun Ni said: "Everyone seems to have made a mistake. The palace did not say that anyone who attends the banquet today can get the Worry-free fruit."

“…”

The people below were a little surprised.

They talked about feelings for a long time, but Yungong didn't say at all that he wanted them to go...

"The position of the saint of Yun Palace has been vacant for a long time. I plan to use this Four Seas Banquet to choose a saint."

The disciples in front of them knelt down one after another, trembling with excitement.

Saint, this is the candidate to succeed Yungong in the future! Unexpectedly, Yungong has been vacant for more than ten years and finally has to choose a candidate.

"You eight people, choose the right personnel yourself. Whoever can get the Worry-free Fruit is the saint of my Yun Palace."

The young disciples closest to Yun Ni all showed joy.

Zhong Yue looked at the few people kneeling in front of the hall and murmured to himself: "Nine Phoenix Immortals, there are only eight..."

"Fairy Bingfeng..." The maid on the side wanted to speak but stopped, but sighed softly, and said in her heart that if Fairy Bingfeng was there, there would be nothing else to do.

"Master wants to choose a saint, how can you notify me of the Thirteen Bridge of Bianhe?"

This question came from afar outside the hall, and it did not have the humility of the disciples towards their masters, but instead had a confident style.

Zhong Yue was stunned, Thirteen Bridges of Bian River?

Why haven’t I heard of Qinghui’s clan’s name?

He turned his head and looked, an ice phoenix flew in from outside the door and slowly landed on the bronze platform corridor in the hall. A red makeup looked particularly enchanting against the ice-blue phoenix.

The figure is light and falls step by step, like a red peony blooming in the air.

"Yao...Yao Ningzhi? Yao Jiao!" Zhong Yue's pupils were so big that it was Yao Jiao!

Everyone was shocked.

"Isn't this the Ice Phoenix Fairy who was famous for a while back then? Isn't it that the rumors have disappeared? How did it reappear in the world?"

"Qinghui Thirteen Bridge? This is not..."

Xue Yuan and Xue Hongqiong who heard this sound outside the hall were also surprised. Although they knew that the master of Zhai was in some contact with Yungong, they never thought that Yao was one of the nine phoenixes of Yungong!

Even Yun Ni stood up and looked incredibly at the disciple she valued the most in the bronze platform corridor.

"Cold...you...you..."

Yao Ningzhi made a red sleeve with a move, and looked as if the king had returned, and slowly knelt down on one knee, "Master worshipped, Ningzhi is back."

In front of Yao Ningzhi, the Jiufeng Immortals who had asked for some posture before were a little lost.

Yao Ningzhi, is this name coming back?

This ice phoenix was reborn again!

"Congratulations to Senior Sister Yao for regaining the perfect state of squatting forward!"

Yao Ningzhi stared at the woman in the same red outfit as her and smiled and said, "Junior Sister Cao, this outfit is not suitable for you."

Cao Ling's face stagnated and he stared at Yao Ningzhi without saying a word.

Yun Ni's old face also stretched a lot. When the Saint was determined to give her beloved disciple, she lost all her skills due to an accident. Now that she is back again, is it because of the heavens opened their eyes?
Chapter completed!