Tan Zhengying was confused.

make persistent efforts?

What does it mean?

Do you want to continue doing this kind of thing?

Isn’t it done once and for all?

"Master, this..."

Tan Zhengying was about to speak, but Ye Qingyun grinned.

"Old Tan, you don't have to be afraid or worry. There are people up there watching over you. Just go about your business."

"Don't worry, as long as you do your best for me, I will ensure that your nephew is safe and sound."

"And you can also get a wife for your nephew so that he can continue the family lineage of your old Tan family."

Tan Zhengying opened his mouth, but no words came out.

My heart is full of bitterness.

It's over.

At my age, I am completely on the pirate ship.

Now I can't get out even if I want to.

well!

We can only take one step at a time.

I hope it's not a dead end.

"I say goodbye."

Tan Zhengying left and returned to Wuzhuang.

Ye Qingyun watched Tan Zhengying leave, his eyes slightly narrowed.

"No matter what, I will weaken the power of Wu Zhuang as much as possible."

Ten days later.

Tan Zhengying came to Shuiyue Sect again and brought out a lot of elixirs and two extraordinary immortal treasures.

Ye Qingyun accepted it all and then handed it over to Mei Changhai.

Mei Changhai was so grateful that he almost cried.

These things were things that the Shuiyue Sect had never dared to think about before.

Ye Qingyun gave them all.

It can be said to be a great kindness.

Both Mei Changhai and his disciples have benefited from this, and their cultivation levels are no longer comparable to what they were before.

Especially Mei Changhai, this old man was just an earthly immortal at the beginning.

Now, relying on the elixir from Wuzhuang, his cultivation level is slowly rising.

Not long ago, I broke through to the realm of Xuanxian.

Mei Changhai really didn't expect that at his age and with not very good qualifications, he could actually step into the realm of the Mysterious Immortal in his lifetime.

When he practices, he is able to laugh out loud on his own.

Three days later, Ye Qingyun handed the Xuanwu mask to Huikong and asked him to go around to see if he could find the person who was destined for the Xuanwu mask.

Huikong put on a Xuanwu mask and set off immediately.

First, I flew around Qiandao Prefecture, thinking that I would not find anything in Qiandao Prefecture.

But I never thought about it.

When passing by the Jade Dragon Immortal Gate, which was the former Jade Dragon Sect, the Xuanwu mask in the storage bag suddenly reacted.

"Um?"

Huikong was startled and immediately took out the Xuanwu mask.

really.

The Xuanwu mask, which had been motionless all this time, was now flashing with green light and making a constant buzzing sound.

Its green brilliance points directly to the Jade Dragon Immortal Gate below.

Huikong frowned slightly, then suddenly realized.

"Amitabha, it seems that the Holy Son has already known everything. The destined person of this Xuanwu mask must be in the Jade Dragon Immortal Sect."

Huikong immediately descended towards the Jade Dragon Immortal Gate.

In an instant, he was standing in front of the mountain gate of the Jade Dragon Immortal Gate.

"who are you?"

The disciples of the Jade Dragon Immortal Sect were startled by Huikong falling from the sky, and they all stared at Huikong with great vigilance.

Huikong clasped his hands together and smiled.

"Amitabha, please give me a message from all the donors. The poor monk Huikong came here on the order of Patriarch Tiezhu."
Chapter completed!