Dragon Prince Yuan

Spiritual Palace, a quiet room.

Zhou Yuan sat at the table, with a thick face and a Tian Yuan pen in his hand. He placed a jade plate in front of him, and the Tian Yuan pen fell, with a slight light blooming, and outlined between them, forming a wonderful source mark, with hidden sources of heaven and earth converging.

He concentrated, the Tian Yuan pen outlined for a long time, and eventually his wrist was slightly shaken, looking at the source pattern shaped on the board, he relieved as if relieved of the burden.

Zhou Yuan carefully placed the board on the table. Only at this time can it be seen on the table. Dozens of boards have been piled up. Each board is engraved with a complex source pattern.

Over the course of the month, he studied the "Tianlei Xuanfire Junction”, which he had chosen at dawn.

This junction, even in the four-point junction, is not weak. To arrange a successful junction, it requires the cooperation of up to hundreds of source prints. In order to learn these source prints, the Zhou Yuan comes down this month, so it can be called an obsolete sleep forgetting eating.

Faced with this amount of learning, even the Zhou Yuan is a little too much to eat, often tired to go back to sleep.

But good thing he finally survived, this month came down, “Tianlei Xuanfire Junction” hundreds of source prints, he was roughly mastered.

But the ability of light to engrave source prints is nothing, because they are like parts of an organ, and the circumference wants them to be complete and must be successfully assembled.

It still takes a while to figure it out.

Squeak.

The quiet room door was pushed open and she walked in with a pile of broken ancient books. She came to the table and put down the ancient books in her arms. Then Yu Yu Yan grabbed the sourced jade plates piled up in front of Zhouyuan.

She checked quickly, but within a minute, she separated the dozens of boards, and then pointed to the dozens of boards next to her finger, and said: "None of these qualify and re-draw. ”

Zhou Yuan said, his face suddenly suffered.

He glanced at him and said: "Though you can barely calculate the pattern, some of the source marks are not very satisfactory between runs, which is fine to see, but if used to combine the boundaries, a little defect may cause the entire boundaries to collapse. ”

“If you don't want to be a wreck by then, and get blown up by two or three people, honestly practice hard work. ”

After being taught a lesson, Zhou Yuan nodded with a bitter smile.

But after hitting him with a stick, he gave a sweet date with a slight noose: “But for a month, you can learn the source pattern of the ‘Tianlei Xuanfire Boundary' like this, and the speed is not bad. ”

In fact, not only is it good, if the disciples of the Spiritual Peak were to know, they would all fall off their chins. The "Tianlei Xuanfire Junction" is a four-point junction. It is extremely powerful. It takes many disciples even six months or more to barely eat it through.

Zhou Yuan suddenly pulled out a jade board and placed it in front of him. He laughed. “Don't worry, before the purple belt selection arrives, I will fully grasp this‘ Tianlei Xuanfire Junction '. ”

He nodded with satisfaction and a teachable expression from a child.

She sat down gracefully beside her, "Now that you've heard from the outside, your popularity in purple belt selection has caught up with the gold belts in the main pulse of the peaks for the first time. ”

And she said thoughtfully, "Looks like someone wants you to slap your head hard. ”

In comparison to the first seat of the main pulse gold belt of the peaks of Summer Rain, Zhou Yuan was shallow after all, but he was pushed to the wind in a biased way. Apparently, someone deliberately pushed Zhou Yuan to make an ugly appearance on the purple belt selection.

“It must be the people of Sword Peak...” Zhou Yuan was not surprised, laughing: “And we also broke the good things of Kong Sheng in the source pool, they dare not make trouble with you, naturally to deal with my soft persimmon. ”

”" Old Xuan told me earlier that he suspected that his crash had something to do with the inside of the Xuan Sect... "

“Will the Master of the Spiritual Peak of Sword Lai...”

Zhou Yuan looked up and looked at the young man, all quietly.

“No evidence, no wild guesses.” Zhou Yuan shrugged his head and shook his head. “This kind of thing is too much to be involved in. If there is no evidence, even Qingyang Palm Teacher dares not move easily. ”

With a slight nod, it is no longer their turn to take charge of this matter, but the most important thing now is that at the end of the year, the Zhou Yuan take the head of Saint Yuan Peak and then enter the sealed main peak to get the second holy line.

She always felt that when the main summit of St. Yuan Peak was reopened, someone would make a move in this Xuanzheng sect.

The two of them ended the conversation, and then they did everything.

Looking at those ruined ancient books, after half a while, suddenly, a soft-hearted sound, Zhou Yuan raised his head, and saw her vegetarian light and cold beautiful cheeks, there was a glimmer of joy to emerge.

At this time, the young man held a yellow piece of broken paper with a delightful face.

“What is it?” Zhou Yuan couldn't help but be curious, which can make his sexuality appear so cold, what exactly is it?

Sooner or later, her pink tongue licked her red lips gently and handed them to Zhouyuan, bright and crystal clear.

Zhou Yuan took a look at it, first there was some confusion, then a black line appeared on his forehead, because he found it to be an extremely ancient method of winemaking.

“Big fuss.” Zhou Yuan had no way of breathing.

Humming softly, he said, "What do you know? This is an ancient, untold fairy brew. It's the fate of heaven to meet it here. ”

Her jade finger knocked gently on the table. Jade held the parchment in his hand and looked at Zhouyuan. "I want you to brew it for me. ”

Zhou Yuan's eyes glanced at her. The little aunt was really temperamental, and she was able to speak up in a straightforward manner.

“I can't make wine! ”

Standing up, Yu held onto the table with her hands, her delicate body burst out. Her beautiful face looked down at Zhou Yuan, and the incense breeze surged. She said with no expression: “Do you want to do it? ”

Looking at the nearby jade face, Zhou Yuantong had a dry tongue and turned his eyes. “Is there a reward? ”

“What reward do you want?” Sounds like a smile.

Zhou Yuan licked his lips and blinked.

But instead of talking to him, he reached out his cold little hand and gently touched Zhou Yuan's face. Finally, while enjoying himself directly, he grinned and twisted his ears.

“Zhou Yuan, how dare you take advantage of me? Believe it or not, I let it swallow you. ”

In the corner of the quiet room, he swallowed a grunt, looked at Zhou Yuan reluctantly, then turned his head and pointed at him with a round, rolling ass.

Zhou Yuanpung twisted his face and finally begged for forgiveness. “Okay, okay, I'll make it for you! ”

Sooner or later, he sat back satisfied and said with a smile: "Now that's good, well, I've got the name of the wine in mind... just call it peach brewing. ”

Her hands on the parchment revealed some anticipation.

Zhou Yuan turned a white eye, but his heart couldn't help but smile, because he found that the kind of indifference that had recently died seemed to have diminished, of course, only against him… and he could feel that the immortality had become much more intimate with him.

This is supposed to be more intimate, right?

He looked at the anonymous fairy brew in front of him, looked again at a very rare glimmer of anticipation in his dazzling eyes and smiled.

When Master Abyss entrusted him with dawning, he wanted him to take care of dawning, but after all these years, he actually gave him a lot of help. Otherwise, Zhou Yuan was not sure, he could walk all the way to this day.

So...

If you like, even if it's been nine days, I'll do it for you.

……

Time passed quietly in the Ao Xuan Sect, and at this time, the selection of the purple belt was also within a short distance...

As time approached, the atmosphere in the Cangxuan Sect also gradually boiled, purple belt selection, again attracting the eyes of all.

After all, for many disciples, the promotion of purple belt disciples represents glory and status, which is what they care most about, so in comparison, even the previous battle of breaking the line on the spiritual peak began to be gradually masked by the forthcoming purple belt selection...

In the forthcoming period of purple belt selection, many disciples were most interested in discussing the winner of this purple belt selection, for which there were also many openings between the disciples.

Among them, Su Wan of Cangxuan Peak, Wu Yue of Hung Cliff Peak, Muchun Lei of Xuelian Peak, Rakuten of Sword Lai Peak, Wang Chen of Thunder Hell Peak, Summer Rain of Ling Wen Peak... These are the first seats of the gold belt disciples of the main pulse of each peak, their strength is the strongest, so they are considered the most popular winners.

A lot of people are guessing that the leader of this time should be among them.

And right after them, the strongest is no more than the circumference of the spiritual peak, because the heat of the circumference remains high and even has the momentum to catch up with the first few because of some of the hidden pushes.

This also led many disciples to keep an eye on the Zhou Yuan and put a heavy focus on him.

But some well-informed disciples, in this regard, shook their heads and laughed. Zhou Yuan did show bright eyes on that spiritual peak, and even broke through the summer rain defense. But afterwards, everyone understood that Zhou Yuan was nothing but surprised. Before the summer rain was too late, he risked winning. Otherwise, he would definitely not have a chance of winning.

After all, even if the Zhou Yuan breaks through to the middle of the real world, it is just a breakthrough, and those like the Summer Rain have been immersed in it for a long time. The soul should be stronger than the Zhou Yuan.

And after the spiritual peak, Zhou Yuan's cards were also exposed. I'm sure everyone else will be careful with him, so it's obviously unlikely that Zhou Yuan will even think of it by then.

At the very least, it seems to everyone that even at this time, when the weekend is back against the summer rain, the prepared latter should be able to win.

So, the popularity of the Zhou Yuan, the moisture is really too big, and this moisture, I'm sure, will come true when the purple belt is selected.

So some bright-eyed disciples don't really care about the recent huge circumference. Instead, when they encounter some disciples that are focused on the circumference, they will still hold a high finger point in a wise-eyed manner, and if the other party doesn't care, they will shake their heads and sigh. It's silly.

However, after all, the Zhou Yuan began to occupy a place in the popular selection of the winner.

It has to be said that the means by which some people contribute are still quite modest.

And this spectacular purple belt selection, in this atmosphere, came gradually.