The courtyard is full of lush ancient trees.

Behind a courtyard covering an area of ​​more than 10,000 acres in Liangzhu City, a lake surrounded by an isolated island. Green trees surrounded a stone tower a hundred feet high and pierced into the sky obliquely. The top of the stone tower is holed open, and several stone futons are furnished in the stone tower, and a small stone futon is placed in front of each futon.

A small stove in the middle of the stone tower was spraying red flames. In the bronze kettle, a pot of cold spring water taken from the cold spring 30,000 feet underground was slowly emitting a faint white air. The water collected from the deep underground of Liangzhu was extremely heavy and extremely cold, but it was extremely sweet and extremely sweet. It was excellent for making tea. However, the water was too cold and had been flexibly cooked by the fire-attributed spirit stone in the stove for half an hour, but it still failed to boil the water.

Two maids wearing black long skirts, with beautiful eyebrows and beautiful eyes, were kneeling beside the stove, carefully caring for the fire, and checking the cold spring water in the kettle from time to time. There were a few excellent tea bricks beside them, and the green tea bricks were emitting a scent, which made people feel clear and ecstatic.

Ji Ao sat cross-legged on a cushion, drooping his eyelids in meditation. He placed his hands in front of his knees, his breath was held without vomiting, and he slowly inhaled in one breath and then slowly vomited out. One breath could last for a quarter of an hour. He had been sitting like this for a long time, and for a long time, it seemed that he had become part of a stone tower, which had merged with the stone tower.

Around him were three other middle-aged men with similar appearances and expressions that were more dull than him. They also sat cross-legged on the cushion, inhaling deeply, and exhaling, without any vitality as a clay wood carving. But occasionally their eyes were in contact with each other, as if they were exchanging certain opinions, and at the same time their attention was more focused on Ji'ao.

These three middle-aged men were wearing black brocade clothes, and there was a faint jade light on their robes. Their robes looked inconspicuous, but in fact they were all made of good Tiansilk silk. In addition, the Tiansilk silk was mixed with extremely rare thin silk made of nephrite with secret techniques. Such clothes had the defense power not weaker than ordinary celestial immortal weapons. In addition, these robes were made by the master craftsmen of Dayu, with countless rune restrictions on them. Each robes were worth a thousand yuan and had extremely strong defense power.

In Dayu, the person who can wear such robes must be the royal family of Dayu. In comparison, Ji'ao's black scrub cloth that remains unchanged all year round seems a little rough. However, Ji'ao's momentum is several times stronger than these three middle-aged men. Even if he sits beside them in scrub cloth, his status still seems to be more than one level higher than that of them. These three men in scrub cloth are like Ji'ao's entourage.

Four people and two maids sat silently on the stone tower, and the wind on the lake brought the breath of flowers and plants. Liangzhu has abundant spiritual energy, so the flowers and plants are all born very well. Not all flowers and plants have been wiped out by the priests of Sitian Palace. I don’t know how many monsters have been born among these flowers and plants. Even so, the fragrance of flowers and plants here is still like a magical medicine. It is clear that the heart is clear. There is a powerful effect of thoroughly washing all internal organs. Living here always has the effect of prolonging life.

A long wind blew, hovering in the stone tower for a week, and suddenly one person appeared on the last empty futon in the stone tower.

Ji Ao and three other men bowed their bodies at the same time and said in a deep voice: "Father!"

The two maids hurriedly knelt down in prostration and shouted in a sweet voice: "Prince!"

The king of Yangshan Ji Kui, also known as Ji Ao and the father of the other three men, snorted softly and waved his palms slightly. The two maids straightened their bodies obediently, served the stove and kettle more carefully, and did not dare to make any sound. Ji Ao and the three brothers also straightened their bodies and looked at Ji Kui with their heads raised and their chests raised.

Ji Kui, who is nearly meter tall, is a little thin, with a layer of purple aura on his face, as if a veil covers his face, blocking most of his thin and strict face. It is difficult for anyone to see his appearance through this layer of purple aura. In the Dayu court, Yangshan King Ji'ao is also famous for his scheming being the most difficult to predict. Few people can figure out what he is thinking and what he wants to do.

Sitting cross-legged on the cushion, Ji Kui coughed lightly and said slowly: "Ji'ao did a good job this time. I really didn't expect that you could really kill the old demon leader of the Wanxian Alliance. Humph, on that day, the five of us father and son mobilized a million-dollar army, and for our father, he begged those seniors to set up an ambush, which only hurt him severely. I didn't expect that you could really kill him!"

Ji Ao bowed slightly and said in a deep voice: "I'm just lucky. I happened to meet this talent, Tan Lang."

Before Ji Kui could speak, the King of Qingqiu, Ji Dai, who was the eldest brother of Ji'ao, said in a deep voice: "Tan Lang's dual cultivation of physical skills is a rare talent. Especially since he received the reward from His Majesty, he would definitely gain something when he went to Yantian Palace this time. Father, the child's subordinates are empty. Since Master Yu has been assigned by his father to help his third brother, why don't Tan Lang be transferred to his subordinates to serve?"

Ji Dai, who had thin lips and looked a little cruel and ruthless, smiled and looked at Ji Ao and said, "Third brother, you have been promoted to the title of king. Now you are the King of Yifeng. But it is much better than our incompetent brothers. Just Tan Lang, won't you be reluctant to leave?"

"Just one Tan Lang?" Ji Ao raised his eyebrows and sneered without hesitation: "What a mere Tan Lang. Do you know how much effort Ji Ao has spent to recruit Tan Lang? Do you know that in the name of Tan Lang, in addition to the territory rewarded by His Majesty, his original Donghai County already has territory in several states? In order to get so much land from Zhongzhou controlled by Bo Zhongfu to reward Tan Langen for him, how much favor does Ji Ao owe Bo Zhongfu?"

Before Wuqi was named the Marquis of Donghai Prefecture, was it still King Yangqiu of Ji'ao who helped him expand the territory of Donghai County several times in order to win over Wuqi. However, except for the county under Haizhou, Donghai County was the county under Haizhou, the other major prefectures near him were all low-ranking major prefectures under Zhongzhou. In order to get enough land from these prefectures to give to Wuqi, Ji'ao reached many agreements with Bo Zhongfu to accomplish this.

In order to win over Wuqi, Ji'ao took a lot of effort and cost. Now Ji Dai wants to leave Wuqi, how could Ji'ao agree?

With a cold snorting, Ji Ao said lightly: "If you feel that your subordinate is empty, if you like that guy Yu Dasheng, just go there. But who dares to touch Tan Lang's idea? Don't blame Ji Ao for not talking about brotherly friendship!"

King Ji Kui of Yangqiu sat on the cushion, as if he had not heard the dispute between his eldest son and his third son. He sat there like a stone statue, without any reaction to the words of Ji Ao and Ji Dai. However, when Ji Ao spoke of Yu Dasheng in an extremely disgusting tone, Ji Kui narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a faint cold light in his eyes, as if he had thought of something.

Ji Dai glanced at Ji Ao and sneered, "Oh, my third brother actually valued Tan Lang so much? Although he is qualified to practice both physical and physical skills, he may not be able to go on smoothly and smoothly. What if he has three or two shortcomings, wouldn't the things that my third brother gave him be wasted?"

Ji Dai's words were full of naked threats. Ji Ao snorted coldly, and suddenly a cold breath was released all over his body. He looked at Ji Dai and said, "If Tan Lang had any three or two shortcomings, the nine Luo Shen Generals under his command would definitely have three or two shortcomings!"

Ji Dai, whose face suddenly turned ashen, glared at Ji Ao fiercely and sneered out of his nose.

Ji'ao's second brother, King of Shiqiu, Ji Yue and the fourth brother, King of Dongqiu, Ji Lan, looked at each other. The strong and magnificent person made people wonder that he had the blood of Longbo. Ji Yue said in a deep voice: "Third brother, you have made great contributions now and have been promoted to King of Yifeng. Second brother, I am still King of Qiu. You lend Tan Lang to your second brother for a while, and wait for me for the second brother..."

Before Ji Yue finished speaking, Ji Ao simply rejected him: "Second brother, there is no need to say much about this matter, and it will hurt our brotherhood."

Ji Ao just refused Ji Yue and gave birth to a pair of wings behind his back. It was obvious that it was the King of Yangshan Ji Kui and the Feathered Woman King, who was born to Dongqiu, blinked his eyes and bowed to Ji Ao with a smile: "Third brother, both brothers are strong under their command, but I am the only brother..."

Ji Ao waved his hand cleanly and sneered at Ji Lan without hesitation: "Fourth brother, you'll just die. Do you have such a good relationship with you? Who took advantage of my leadership to take over the woman I like? Who was the one who slandered in front of his father and almost ordered me to beat me up with ten thousand soldiers? Lend Tan Lang to you? Are you worthy of my face?"

Ji Lan smiled slightly, but the color of her face changed even though she hadn't changed at all.

In front of Yangshan King Jikui, the four Ji'ao brothers performed a "brother and love" show to the fullest. However, Jikui seemed to have not heard what his four sons said. He coughed gently and waved his hand. Suddenly, Ji'ao and the other four closed their mouths at the same time, lowered their heads obediently and stopped moving at all.

Ji Kui looked at his four sons and said coldly: "Don't make the third brother's idea. He can recruit Tan Lang. This is his luck. Pangu Continent is so vast, and strange people and strange things are emerging one after another. I wonder how many talents are hidden in the grass. Why don't you discover talents yourself?"

With a cold snorting, Ji Kui said lightly: "There have been many small actions on the side of King Baishan and his son recently. It is a trivial matter for you brothers to fight within, but the two evil deeds, Baishan and King Zhangqiu, the battle between them and us, is a major matter of life and death. You must figure out the key!"

After looking at Ji Ao, Ji Kui said in a deep voice: "Yu Dusheng is not right from you, so let him assist the boss. You have made contributions this time. Your Majesty has rewarded so many fiefs, so do you lack the manpower to take care of them?"

Ji Ao bowed his body and said in a deep voice: "There are many people under the command of the child who marched and fought, but there are very few people who handle government affairs."

Ji Kui nodded slowly, he clapped his hands and said calmly: "Then let Feng Lingling help you! After all, he used to be the governor of Zhongzhou, and it is more than enough to help you manage the fiefdom. But after all, he is carrying things on his back, so don't let the people over there find out that he is!"

A clear breeze flows, and the former Zhongzhou maid wind appears silently in the stone tower.
Chapter completed!