"The third personal disciple? Does Venerable Fenghuo have only two personal disciples now?" Tang Yu asked curiously.

"Don't you know?"

Seeing the curious expressions on Tang Yu and others' faces, Xiaoxi led the way and walked towards the residence, explaining:

"Our master is a cultivator in the ancient god realm. It's not that easy to become her disciple! Over the years, Senior Sister Yulan has only cared about Senior Brother, and she has the qualifications."

"Which is the ranking of Senior Sister Yulan?"

Tang Yu asked again.

"Senior Sister Yulan ranked second, and Senior Brother Guan Jing ranked first. Unfortunately, I haven't seen Senior Brother Guan Jing for a long time. It is said that in order to break through the peak of the Eighth Realm of True God, he has been in vain for ten years. If he cannot break through, he may continue to go into seclusion!"

The stream's words reveal a hint of pity and sadness.

I don’t know if it was because this practitioner called caring had never been able to break through, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"It will definitely be able to break through." Tang Yu said.

Although I have never seen this caring practitioner, it is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to choose to stay in death for ten years in order to make a breakthrough.

Because the seclusion and seclusion on one side are completely different.

In general retreat, even if it is retreat, it may be normal for a hundred or thousand years.

Because when you are truly practicing, it is impossible to feel the passage of time, and everything is spent in practice.

But if you are locked in death, you will be forced to break through.

It's always boring.

This is like, ordinary retreat is to let a person who likes games do everything he likes.

To be shut up is to let a person who likes to play games and study mathematics by forcibly.

Even if a person with strong perseverance and willfulness is in vain for a month or even a year, it is already the limit.

But this practitioner called Care has been ten years.

Even Tang Yu had to admire this perseverance.

If such a person cannot become friends, he must not offend him. Once he offends, he must be completely killed and scattered.

Otherwise, it will definitely annoy you.

Moreover, being in danger is definitely not something that ordinary people can tolerate.

After Tang Yu thought about everything, he directly diverted the questions he was concerned about and asked with a smile:

"Fellow Daoist Xiaoxi, I wonder if the title of this Venerable is automatically obtained by gaining a certain level of strength, or for some other reason?"

"How is that possible!"

Xiaoxi suddenly turned around and glared at Tang Yu, as if he felt that Tang Yu's problem insulted Venerable Fenghuo.

He responded angrily:

"If you want to obtain the title of Venerable, you must understand the power of the law to the peak. There will definitely be no more than one hundred cultivators who can reach this level on the Chihuang Continent. This includes the beginning of historical records in the Chihuang Continent. There may be less than fifty cultivators with this title today, and none of them are not strong people from major sects!"

"Fellow Daoist Xiaoxi, sorry, sorry, we have not learned about this before, so we are not clear about it. If you have any offense, please forgive me."

Tang Yu also knew that his inquiry was indeed a bit insulting, so he quickly apologized.

"Fortunately it was me. If it were someone else, I would definitely think you were insulting Master and I would definitely beat you up." Xiaoxi's anger was slightly restrained, but his face was still very ugly.

"Who insulted Master?"

Suddenly, a duckling voice that looked like a eunuch suddenly rang in everyone's ears.

Then a man in a weird dress that could not tell whether it was a men's or women's clothing, rushed over with anger.

"Cai Bi, why are you here?"

The sound of the stream suddenly rose, his face full of disgust, and he said angrily.

"Why can't I come? I heard from you that someone insulted Master, why can't I come?"

Cai Bi looked upside down, and my awesome expression was really disgusting.

If you cooperate with his sissy look that cannot tell a difference between men and women, it is definitely impossible to have a good impression of people.

"Are you?"

Cai Bi did not pay attention to Xiaoxi anymore, and his eyes swept to Tang Yu and others, with strong anger on his face.

"You are so brave. You dare to insult Master. I want to kill you!"

"Is it going to kill someone?"

Tang Yu looked puzzled, and then his expression became colder.

"This fellow Taoist, we do know that there are some problems with our words, but that is just because we don't know that we accidentally offend Venerable Fenghuo. This is not our original intention, and we have already apologized, why are we still so aggressive!!"

After all, this is the territory of Venerable Fenghuo. It is not certain that Xuanyue Killing will be favored by Venerable Fenghuo, and there is no guarantee that even if Venerable Fenghuo really accepts Xuanyue Killing, will he have some resentment towards them because of this incident and put on his shoes for Xuanyue Killing.

Therefore, Tang Yu did not want to cause trouble for Xuan Yuesha, but did not want to fight with others.

"I care whether you do it intentionally or unintentionally. Since you have done it, you must be punished!" Cai Bi said arrogantly.

"Hao!"

At the same time, he stomped his feet suddenly and rushed over quickly. A cruel murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and his fist with a dazzling light flashed, aimed at Tang Yu's head and smashed it hard.

"Bang!"

A figure appeared in front of Tang Yu faster.

This is Animeng.

"roll!"

Huimeng scolded her directly, and slapped her palm print and bombarded Cai Bi's fist.

Immediately, a wave of air rising from the sky swept across, and rushed around like a wave.

Although Cai Bi is arrogant, he does not have the strength to be arrogant.

Only at the peak of the fifth level of True God’s cultivation level, he could not resist the palm of the middle stage of True God’s sixth level cultivator, Huimeng, and his body immediately vomited blood and flew backwards.

"Boom!"

After a roar, Cai Bi fell to the ground and smashed a big hole.

"I can do it myself."

Tang Yu looked at the Weedeng who appeared in front of him and said helplessly.

"I...I am subconscious."

Huimeng felt a little embarrassed and hurriedly retreated behind Tang Yu, blushing on her cheeks.

"Is this fellow Taoist so powerful?"

Xiaoxi's cultivation is even worse than Cai Bi, and he is only in the late stage of the True God's fifth realm. Now, seeing that Hui Meng actually beat Cai Bi, who is stronger than him, with a palm, and a look of horror appeared on his face.

"Just fuck!"

When Tang Yu heard Xiaoxi's words, he smiled indifferently, and then said apologetically:

"Fellow Daoist Xiaoxi, you have also seen that we are just passive resistance, not proactively attacking. If something happens, please help me with a few good words."

"Don't worry! Cai Bi is not a good thing. If someone checks it, he will definitely favor you. Especially, your friends will soon become master's personal disciples, and even his parents will not dare to offend you."

Xiaoxi said with a smile.

"Oh? What is his parents?"

When Tang Yu heard Xiaoxi's words, he felt that it would be more appropriate to know more about it, so he asked immediately.

"His father is called Cai Kun and his mother is Qiao Luo. He is also a cultivator of our Fenghuo Peak. The two have been joining Fenghuo Peak for tens of thousands of years, and they should be considered old men of Fenghuo Peak. Unfortunately, they are not very talented, and they are still only in the middle stage of the Sixth Realm of True God. However, their son Cai Bi is still a bit talented. He has just ten thousand years old and has the strength of the Five Realm of True God."

Xiaoxi didn't hide anything and immediately told Tang Yu about what he knew.

When Tang Yu heard these two names, he was full of doubts and thought to himself:
Chapter completed!