Zhao Jingcheng understood the description of the small bridge and flowing water. But he did not understand what the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River was.

It’s easy to understand mist and rain, but what does Jiangnan mean? Is it a place called Jiangnan or the south side of a river?

He searched all his brains to find something useful to these two words from his memory, so as to alleviate the atmosphere of seeing Fang Ling.

Unfortunately, his rich experience cannot provide him with any help.

"Zhao Jingcheng is sitting down on Xiaoyao and is ordered to pay homage to the Five Mountains!" Zhao Jingcheng had to withdraw his mind when Fang Ling looked at him, and turned to salute Fang Ling respectfully.

Fang Ling nodded at Zhao Jingcheng and said lightly: "Since you are here on order, is there anything wrong?"

"Zhengjun, my Xiaoyao Zhenjun has a letter, and I will send it to Zhenjun." As Zhao Jingcheng spoke, he respectfully raised the letter in his hand.

As soon as Fang Ling waved his hand, the golden cloth fell on Fang Ling's hand. He gently opened the cloth, and a golden light rushed up from the cloth.

In an instant, Fang Ling felt an extremely sharp force that seemed to be able to cut off all things and rushed towards his mind.

This power makes people feel swayed. If they rush towards the ordinary Nascent Soul Ancestor, they will definitely be able to destroy the Nascent Soul Ancestor's mind in an instant.

With an extremely powerful impact, it was extremely domineering to enter Fang Ling's mind.

"Let me go!" The voice is like a god, looking down at the heaven and earth, looking down at all living beings. The heaven and earth all things rise and fall, and it seems to be in his words.

Whether it was Zhao Jingcheng or Yin Qingjun who was sitting aside to clean up the piano, they all saw two big words shining straight to the sky in the void!

"Release!"

These two words rise three thousand feet apart. These two words shine directly on nine thousand miles!

Seeing these two words, Zhao Jingcheng began to feel a little worried, but then this worry became a kind of pleasure, a kind of comfort.

His master, Zhenjun Xiaoyao, was indeed as powerful as he thought. Although he was respectful on the surface and seemed to dare not overcome it at all, he was also holding his breath in his heart.

A whiff of resentment, anger, and a murderous breath!

It's just that he dared not show it. Now for him, being able to rescue his son is the right way.

But his master not only wanted to rescue his son, but also slapped the Wuyue Zhenjun in the face to the ground.

No, not only did he step on the ground hard, but he also had to step on the ground as everyone in the world knew. Although Zhao Jingcheng felt that doing this was a bit too domineering, he also admitted in his heart that only by doing this could he be able to vent his anger.

The master is worthy of being the master!

Yin Qingjun, who was standing beside him, looked at Fang Ling with concern. She knew the name of Xiaoyao Zhenjun. The big golden words that rushed three thousand feet exuded the majesty that made her tremble all over her body.

Many people who pay attention to the movements of the Yin family also saw these two big characters. The creatures with the Yin family as the center and within a radius of 500 miles. At the moment when these two characters appeared, most of them knelt directly on the ground.

This kind of kneeling is a kind of kneeling of surrender, a kind of kneeling of respect, and a kind of kneeling that has to kneel.

Only monks above the Golden Pill, or monks who are around the Nascent Soul Ancestor and are protected by the Nascent Soul Ancestor.

Without the cultivation of the Golden Pill and the protection of the Nascent Soul Ancestor, you can only kneel on the ground.

This is the helplessness of mortals, this is the majesty of monks!

However, not all mortals kneeled on the ground. Just when the golden characters rushed three thousand miles away, only four or five miles away from the golden characters, the old man from the Yin family stood firmly in the middle of a yard.

Next to him, there was no Nascent Soul Ancestor, but only an old servant, and even his eldest son, who could not remember how many years he had been serving by his side.

"The Dragon Boat of the Heavenly Dragon is indeed the most powerful magic trick. It seems that the third young master of the Yan family is only one step away from the tunnel to Zhaotian."

The old servant chuckled and said, "But I heard from someone that the nine young master of the Yan family is more talented."

"And the magic tricks he practiced seem to be no less than the Batian Shenglong Path."

The ancestor of the Yin family nodded softly and then said, "It's not our turn to worry about their affairs. We just need to manage the business and business transactions well."

"Master, what you said is very right and wrong, and it has nothing to do with us." The old servant shook his head gently while speaking, "It's just that the third young master of the Yan family slapped him in the face a bit fierce!"

"Do you think Fang Ling will release Zhao Jun?" asked with a sneer in his words.

The old servant showed a trace of firmness: "Although Fang Ling's origin is mysterious and he is also a true lord-level figure, with the momentum of Yan San Shao, he should understand that he is not a match for Yan San Shao."

"A man who knows the current affairs is a hero, how dare he not let go?"

The same idea as this old servant was also Sanyang Ancestor. Although Sanyang Ancestor has been in Yin Mansion for a month, he has not exposed himself, but just hid in an ordinary bungalow carefully.

At this moment, he looked at the golden words that soared into the sky, and a hint of emotion arose in his heart.

The higher you climb, the harder you fall!

This time Fang Ling hung up Zhao Jun and gave him ten days to nod, which was already a sensational thing. But in the eyes of the Sanyang Ancestor, he raised his face high.

And the higher the higher the slap of the Xiaoyao True Lord, the more cruel it will be. When Sanyang True Lord was serving Xuanyang True Lord, he heard Xuanyang True Lord evaluate the people in the world.

According to the words of the True Lord of Xiaoyao, this True Lord of Xiaoyao must not be offended. Even with the strength of the Xuanhuo Sect, as long as it does not matter that matters to the life and death of the Xuanhuo Sect, Xuanyang Zhenjun asked that he would rather suffer losses than give in to the True Lord of Xiaoyao.

As for the request of Xuanyang True Lord, Tianhuo Zhenjun fully agreed with the request, and even the words of Tianhuo Zhenjun were even more severe.

Fang Ling, the Five Mountains True Lord, should not dare to offend the True Lord Xiaoyao. Even if he becomes a laughing stock, he will let Zhao Jun go.

It seems that I have to have a good contact with Zhao Jingcheng in the future. Although this person has an average character, he has such a master. Character is actually not very important!

The two true man Bingyuan and Qingzhu Gong were at this time on a tall building thousands of feet away from the Sanyang Ancestor.

The two of them were just drinking and chatting here, but they didn't expect that they would encounter such a thing now. With the cultivation of the two of them, the surging golden light would naturally not have any major impact on them.

But sitting down the building, looking down, there was a large area around him.

"Brother Bingyuan, do you think the Five Yue Zhenjun will release someone?" Qing Zhugong picked up a glass of wine and said quietly.

True Man Bingyuan smiled and said, "From our experience of dealing with True Lord Wuyue, True Lord Wuyue is a proud person."

"I think the possibility of letting people go is not very high."

Qingzhu Gong smiled and said, "Brother Bingyuan, you are wrong. In my opinion, this time, the Five Mountains True Lord will definitely release people."

"Although the Five Mountains True Lord is a proud person, he met the more proud and more powerful Zhenjun Xiaoyao. How could he not let him go?"

"The golden characters reflect three thousand feet. This is not only the true Lord Xiaoyao is demonstrating to the true Lord of the Five Mountains, but also showing his strength."

When Mr. Qingzhu said this, he said quietly: "Although the nine true lords are in line, in fact, there should be strong and weak among the true lords."

"The weak face the strong, except for surrendering, there is no second choice."

The face of Bingyuan Zhenren was curled, and he wanted to speak, but in the end he swallowed what he was about to say.

Although he didn't say it, in fact, he already agreed with Qingzhu Gong's opinion in his heart.

Although this Five Mountains True Lord is powerful, he is undoubtedly a little worse than that of Xiaoyao True Lord.

But as he pondered, a sword light suddenly rose from the void, a sword light as fast as a terrifying fog.

The sword light was like lightning, cutting through the sky, not only directly shattering the golden characters that had risen three thousand feet into pieces, but the green sword light flashed rapidly in the void and turned into a big character.

"roll!"

There is only one word "Roll", which shines brightly in the void. Although the word "Roll" is not big, the surging sword intent makes a chill in the hearts of everyone who sees it.

This chill made most people dare not look directly at the word "roll". A real person from Jindan even looked at the word "roll" and vomited two mouthfuls of blood.

Even the Sanyang Ancestor who had been watching from a distance felt a churn in his heart. Although this churn could not hurt him, it also made him withdraw his gaze that was watching the word "roll".

However, compared to the sword intent, what he thought of was another thing. The Five Mountains True Lord had already torn apart with the True Lord Xiaoyao at this time. What he said was naturally the True Lord Xiaoyao. The person who wanted to get out was also the True Lord Xiaoyao.

He spoke directly and asked Zhenjun Xiaoyao to get out. The temper of the Five Mountains True Lord is really extraordinary! However, he was a little envious. Although the Three Yang Ancestor was only a little lower than Zhenjun, he was worried about gains and losses when doing things, and was afraid of his hands and feet. How could this Zhenjun come here as the success of the Five Mountains True Lord?

I was fortunate to gloat, admire the Five Mountains True Lord, and was prepared to watch the show. All kinds of ideas had already appeared in the hearts of many monks in the entire business domain.

But Zhao Jingcheng's heart was a little dim at this time. Fang Ling's word "get out" knocked all the joy and joy in his heart just now to hell.

The word "get out" told him clearly that it was impossible to take his son away now.

What he can do now is hope that the True Lord Xiaoyao will come over quickly and rescue his son through powerful means. (To be continued...)

ps: Today is still two updates, and the first update is here. Please forgive me, brothers.

Chapter 709: The golden characters shine on the sky three thousand feet:
Chapter completed!