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Four hundred and ninetieth chapters Tai Chi dust-free

Taiyi Sect!

The powerful sect that has been passed down from ancient times to the present is also one of the three sects of the world. The current sect leader is ranked third on the heavenly list, and he is Zhao Tafa, the "Mo Yun Tianzun"!

Zhou Fu was really surprised by the origin of Daorong, and Daorong's own identity was extraordinary. He was the personal disciple of Xiao Tianshi, the "Tianji God Lord" of Taiyi Sect. He was also the fourth place on the Yinghua List today, known as "Tai Chi Wuchen".●⌒,.

"It turned out to be 'Tai Chi Wuchen' in front of me, please come in." Zhou Fu quickly greeted him and led Daorong through the side door and towards the backyard.

The backyard of Zhou Mansion is a small hill and lake taken from other places by the Tianzun of the Zhou family in the past, using the method of moving mountains and setting up water, and cleverly matched them here, forming a unique garden.

Most of the hills are buried underground, and only the peaks are exposed outside. This makes this "top of a mountain" only ten feet above the ground.

Xianming Pavilion is located on a "mountain top". Zhou Chengzi cooks tea in a pot. He knows Daorong's identity and knows that he has no malicious intentions when he comes here. Moreover, Chunyang Sect and Taiyi Sect have had a good relationship for generations, so he will naturally treat each other with courtesy.

"Master, the Sixth Master is there." Zhou Fu bowed and said goodbye, turned around and left the backyard. His young master was hospitalized with guests, so it was not easy for him, the butler.

The breeze was rising and the trees were swaying. Zhou Cheng looked at Daorong who had walked from the path and stood up and bowed: "I heard about the name of a fellow Taoist for a long time, and I saw it today and it was indeed worthy of my reputation."

As the fourth-ranked "Tai Chi Wuchen", Daorong recorded the information about him on the Yinghua List in detail. He opened his spirit at the age of sixteen, and traveled around the world at the age of seventeen. He got the spirit at the age of nineteen, and became the spirit at the age of twenty-one. He walked step by step, neither fast nor slow, and steady, which was in line with the practice philosophy of "The Song of Taiyi Dao".

To this day, Daorong is twenty-four years old. He has already successfully overcome three thunder tribulations in the Yingpo period and has become the fourth person under the Linghui Realm.

However, at first he had a low-key style and his reputation was not well known. Until one time he was besieged by three weapon refiners in the early stage of the Linghui Realm, he finally killed all three people, and he himself was only slightly injured. Since then, he became famous in battle and ranked among the top ten in the English-Chinese list.

Although the three weapon refiners in the early stage of the Linghui Realm broke through with pills. Their strength was far inferior to those who had reached the Linghui Soul after two heavenly tribulations, the Linghui Realm was the Linghui Realm after all, and its strength was still above the Yingsoul Realm. Daorong could still kill all the opponent in the face of the three sieges, which was enough to show his strong combat power.

Half a year ago, he defeated Wei Mengxuan, the former fourth place in the Yinghua List, now fifth place in the Yinghua List, and upgraded his ranking on the Yinghua List to fourth place.

"I often hear Junior Brother Zongzhen mention fellow Taoist. When I see you today, I am indeed very charming." Dao Rong lightly raised his hands and bowed his hands to see you, then looked at the purple clay teapot on the stone table, and said strangely: "Fellow Daoist Qingyuan knew I would come?"

Zhou Cheng smiled and said with a smile: "I understand the way of deduction, and I feel something today. I know that a fellow practitioner is coming, so I will take a pot of 'White Dew in the West Mountain' to wait."

Daorong sat opposite Zhou Cheng, took a sip of tea, looked at the tea cup and sighed: "The tea color is bright, the fragrance is as fragrant as orchid, and the taste is pure. This is the natural Xishan white dew. It is really memorable to be accompanied by fragrance-free real water. Thank you for your hospitality."

"It's just a pot of clear tea. I still have ten taels of natural Xishan Bailu and a pot of fragrant real water here. If you like it, take it as much as you can." Zhou Cheng waved his hand and smiled.

Ten taels of white dew in the West Mountain, and one spirit pot without fragrance and true water!

Daorong's expression changed slightly when he heard this. The artificial white dew in Xishan is not uncommon, but the natural white dew in Xishan is an extremely precious tea. It is only produced in Xishan in the remote suburbs of Yingcheng, and only one or two taels a year!

The fragrance-free true water is the spiritual water that can be created by the void by the masters in the central realm. Only three taels a day can be obtained, and the fragrance-free true water in a spirit pot is at least a hundred taels, which is also extremely precious.

The Zhou family is worthy of being a powerful family that has been rooted in Yingcheng for thousands of years. This thing is extremely precious to ordinary people, but it may really not be a big deal to them.

Daorong is a good tea person. What Zhou Cheng said is definitely a great temptation for him. However, he is an authentic Taoist disciple after all, with a firm mind and adhering to the principle of not receiving any reward without merit. So he shook his head and said, "It is already a pleasure to have a wonderful tea today. How dare you make another extravagant request."

Seeing Daorong's refusal, Zhou Cheng stopped talking about tea. He changed his mind and asked, "Fellow Daoist has always been like Jing. This time he came to visit, I must have entered the Three Treasures Hall without any trouble. I wonder what's going on?"

Daorong seemed a little surprised when he heard this and said, "Is it a fellow Taoist who doesn't know? Three days ago, Qin Daoyi, a disciple of Taixu Sect, set up a stage outside the capital of Handan, threatening to challenge all the weapon refiners in the world who have not yet developed their spiritual wisdom."

Three days ago... Zhou Cheng suddenly realized that the news should have reached Yingcheng during the two days of his "clear cultivation", and he had just "wake up", so Zhou Fu should have not had time to tell him.

"How dare Qin Daoyi be so arrogant?" Zhou Cheng frowned. The last time he saw Qin Daoyi was at the sword-grade conference in Lijian Villa, and he never saw him again. Although he could also see his strength on the Yinghua list, he might be a little short of trying to openly challenge the world.

On the latest issue of Yinghua List, Qin Daoyi ranked fifteenth, but he is said to be extremely powerful, but he should still be a bit far from the top ten masters, especially the top five.

"At first, I was like a fellow Taoist, and I didn't believe that Qin Dao was so arrogant for a while." Dao Rong said: "Later, I heard a rumor and began to believe and half-doubt."

"What rumors?" Zhou Cheng asked.

Daorong said seriously: "Qin Daoyi successfully comprehended the magical artifact spectrum of 'Wan Destruction Sword', and the shadow of the Taoist rhyme condensed in the sea of ​​consciousness."

Zhou Cheng was also slightly surprised when he heard this: "Has he understood the magical principles of Wan Mie Sword? He had already understood the magical principles of the 'Taixu Sword' before, condensed the shadow of the Taoist rhyme, and now he has understood the Wan Mie Sword?"

Since he practiced, this is the first weapon refiner he met who had comprehended two ninth-level artifacts before clicking on Linghui Po. Moreover, one of them was a peerless artifact. Qin Daoyi had to say that this person was really a genius.

Unfortunately, he is a disciple of the Taixu Sect. Zhou Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly. Chunyang Sect and Taixu Sect are incompatible with water and fire. When they meet, they will be divided into life and death, so Qin Daoyi must die!

"Qin Daoyi's strength must have indeed made great progress." Daorong pondered for a moment and asked, "Would fellow Taoist Qingyuan go to Handu with me?"
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