The Emperor of the Immortal Realm

"Yes!" everyone responded.

"By the way, I heard from you that the dragon was really killed by Yan Chuan?" Feng Tairan suddenly smiled and looked at the two swordsmen.

"Sixth, come on!" The red-faced man Gao Bufan said, looking at Liu Jianxia behind him.

Six Swordsmen walked out, nodded and said: "The head, it is true. We saw it with our own eyes at that time! It was killed by Yan Chuan and Miss Zi!"

"What is Yan Chuan's current cultivation base?" Mo Wuwugui said the cold-faced Taoist aunt.

"At that time, there were nine levels of strength!" Liu Jianxia said truthfully.

"Impossible, strength ninety layers? How could it be possible to kill the Jiaolong at the pinnacle of Qi state?" Feng Shao suddenly called.

"Shao'er, shut up!" Feng Tianyu with one arm said solemnly.

"Father, this is obviously impossible...! How could Yan Chuan kid kill the dragon?" Feng Shao said jealously.

"Maybe it's because of Miss Zi!" Mo Wu regrets the cold-faced Taoist aunt.

"Hmm!" The crowd nodded for a while.

"No, master, dear uncles, uncles, maybe you don't know yet, in fact, in the mortal world, Yan Chuan once captured two auras!" Six Swordsman thought for a while.

"Oh?" Everyone was stunned.

"It's the two apprentices of King Makino,........................!"

Six Swordsman would elaborate on what he knew.

"Hahahaha, well, Yan Tao really gave birth to a good son!" Feng Tairan stroked his beard happily.

"Hmph, it's just a little clever!" Mo Wugui said indifferently.

"Senior Sister, isn't Yan Chuan very smart? At least Senior Brother Yan Tao has a successor!" Gao Bufan smiled.

Mo Wuhui frowned and didn't say much, but there was still a trace of disgust in his eyes.

"Well, no regrets, when it's time to let go, let it go!" Feng Tairan persuaded.

"Yes!" Mo Wuhui sighed slightly.

"Grandpa, actually, Yan Chuan is actually...!" Feng Shao frowned again.

"What's the matter?" Feng Tairan wondered.

"Yan Chuan actually brought three thousand people to Dahezong. Where does this make me Dahezong? Three thousand servants? The total number of people in my Dahezong now is four thousand, including those who went out to practice. He brought this Many people, then the resources of my Dahe Sect are not quickly exhausted by them?" Feng Shao said annoyed.

"Shaoer! Don't make trouble!" Feng Tianyu stared.

"Father, what I'm talking about is the fact that Dahe Sect's resources are accumulated by all of us, and a group of servants who can't feed Yan Chuan!" Feng Shao struggled.

"Oh? What do you say?" Feng Tairan smiled at his grandson.

"Grandpa, I think that Yan Chuan is allowed to bring ten servants into the Dahe Sect at most, and all the others are sent back. The Sect is the Sect, which is fundamentally different from his mortal kingdom!" Feng Shao said in a deep voice.

"Repatriation?" Feng Tairan smiled.

"Yes, grandpa, uncles and uncles, if you are embarrassed to speak up, let me come, I will bring some three generations of disciples and repatriate them all!" Feng Shao recommended himself.

"Shut up!" Feng Tianyu stared.

"Hey!" Feng Tairan stopped Feng Tianyu's scolding. Instead, he smiled at his grandson.

"Well, if that's the case, then you can give it a try, but in your own name, we don't interfere, how about?" Feng Tairan smiled.

"Haha, yes, don't worry, grandpa, thank you grandpa!" Feng Shao said with joy suddenly.

I was humiliated by Yan Chuan last time. Now that I have come to my own place, Feng Shao naturally wants to find his place, but his father has not let it go. Now that his grandfather allows him, Feng Shao is naturally very excited.

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