When Xu Yi rushed back to Youlan's family in the Zuting delegation, Xuanzhuang had arrived. He only brought two little novice monks, dressed in plain clothes, and looked relaxed, as if he had really visited friends.

Xu Yi walked into the hall and clasped his fists from afar and said, "Brother Xuanzhuang, I haven't seen you for many days, so I want to die." The enthusiasm on his face was almost overwhelming.

Gao Xuan of Xuanzhuang yelled the Buddha's name, "After the Western Zhou Dynasty, I am also thinking about Donor Xu, and I dare to forget him at all times. I met again today, just want to ask Donor Xu, if some misunderstandings in the past can be blown away in this wind. After all, Donor Xu is already the fake Lord of the ancestral court and the top person in the world."

Xu Yi said, "I have forgotten all the misunderstandings back then. Why do you and my old friends still remember it? Come on, you and I will have to drink three hundred cups at a time when we meet again." As he said that, he came to pull Xuanzhuang's arm.

Xuanzhuang found that he was feeling a little uncomfortable.

The spring breeze that I used to face the enemy in the past is a manifestation of my own scheming.

But now when you meet such a person, why is it so awkward?

According to common sense, shouldn't this person feel embarrassed and confused?

Xu Yicai pulled Xuanzhuang down, and Elder Zeng came to report, "The Pope's Dark Night Commander Plum Blossom Seven led the team to visit."

Xu Yi said, "What are he here to do? No see you! Tell him that my good friend, Master Xuanzhuang, is reminiscing about the past, and he is going to argue and find another opportunity."

Elder Zeng agreed, and when he turned around and left, Xuanzhuang suddenly spoke, "I am a guest when I pass by the door. Donor Xu is like this, but I am so embarrassed." He felt so disgusted, "When will I become your good friend? Can you be even more shameless?"

Elder Zeng turned to Xu Yi. Xu Yi was about to speak, but the group broke through the obstruction of his servants and entered the hall.

"Brother Xu, we have always had a relationship. In the early Xueling negotiations, we had a lot of contact. Now we haven't seen each other for many days. You don't miss Mei, but Mei misses you very much."

Plum Blossoms stalked with their heads raised, and when they approached, there was a folding fan of plum blossom bones in their palms, shaking gently, and their spirits were extraordinary.

Xuanzhuang immediately stood up, proclaimed the Buddha's name, and bowed to the seventh sacred plum blossoms, but his eyes turned to an old man in the seventh sacred plum blossoms camp and smiled slightly.

Xu Yi snorted coldly, "I have nothing to talk to with you. I have a distinguished guest here. If you still want me to give you some face, you should see the current situation clearly and retreat quickly."

Plum Blossoms laughed, "When you pass the door, you are a guest, you can't leave anymore. Besides, we are now in the territory of the White Horse Temple. Strictly counting, they are all guest, and the host doesn't say anything, so where are you going to get a guest?"

Xuanzhuang smiled slightly and said to Xu Yi, "Donor Xu, you all come from afar and are all distinguished guests of my White Horse Temple. No matter what prejudice you have in Xizhou, once you enter my Dongzhou, you only have one identity, that is, my Dongzhou guest, Brother Xu, what do you think?"

Xu Yi snorted coldly, "From this attitude, Brother Xuanzhuang is going to rob this host. Well, I'll see what big show you Brother Xuanzhuang is going to sing."

"I've misunderstood, misunderstood, donor Xu, you've really misunderstood me."

Xuanzhuang looked sincere, but said in his heart, "You are alert and immediately you can see something wrong. So what can you do? For today's scene, you have made me suffer a lot."

After a good deal of Xuanzhuang, Meihua Qi finally sat down. Soon, Elder Zeng bumped into him again, "Report to the fake Lord, Elder Miao and Elder Xue of Biyou Academy led the crowd to visit."

Xu Yi jumped and looked at Xuanzhuang. Xuanzhuang looked back at him with a smile, "Xu Duke is a hero of the world. I think you all come here to see the name."

Xu Yi snorted coldly, "Xu is not that famous, but some people should not make trouble."

Xuanzhuang smiled slightly, "Don't worry, don't worry, in the Dongzhou area, my White Horse Temple can still protect you. Brother Xu is my most honorable guest and an old friend. No matter how big the wind and waves are, I will definitely keep Brother Xu safe and worry-free."

Xu Yi snorted coldly and stopped talking.

Soon, the people from Biyou Academy were introduced, and Xuanzhuang nodded slightly at a young man in white in the Biyou Academy camp.

Xu Yi was too lazy to say hello, and it was obvious that he wanted to give up. Xuanzhuang felt so as to feel relieved and said to himself, "No matter if you have the ability to do things in heaven, you will definitely be unable to escape this time."

The Biyou Academy’s people arrived, and the Hinayana Mountain also came. The leader called Liu Jingtian, who was actually a four-seeded strongman.

In a blink of an eye, the empty hall was in full swing.

Xu Yi was too lazy to greet him, so Xuanzhuang naturally took the initiative.

He also understood that Xu Yi was not a fool, and the situation was like this. If Xu Yi could not realize that something was wrong, he would not be able to reach his current status.

"You are all from afar, and you are all distinguished guests from my Dongzhou and Baima Temple. The hospitality is not good, so I can only ask you to forgive me."

After an opening remark, Xuanzhuang quickly turned the topic to Xu Yi, "I believe you have heard of the experience of Mr. Xu. Even if it is put into the East and West practices, it is rare in the history of practice. For decades, from a young man to a false master, and being promoted to the demon master is only in front of you. What is rare is that Mr. Xu has no shade from his ancestors, and he relies on his own strength. Is such a great man the most fortunate?

Xu Yi glanced at Xuanzhuang and said, "Brother Xuanzhuang held Xu to heaven, is he planning to throw Xu to death? What do you think? Brother Xuanzhuang said, "What are the situations, Brother Xuanzhuang will put them out."

Xuanzhuang smiled and said, "Donor Xu is kidding. I am here to look for Donor Xu this time. I have something to ask Brother Xu for help."

As he said that, he stretched out his hand and a bead the size of a golden date was spread in the palm of his hand. After careful observation, there was a thread of silk in the golden bead wandering, like a dragon.

"Dongzhu!"

The orb just appeared, which immediately triggered a scream.

Xu Yi stared at Xuanzhuang, not understanding what trick this person was going to play. This Dongyan Pearl is a good treasure and can nourish qi. This effect is almost unique.

Xuanzhuang waved his hand and activated his magic power. Suddenly, the golden silk dragon in the Dongzi Bead began to wander, slowly rising from the Dongzi Bead, and the exclamation in the field became more and more intense.

"Yunlong?"

"This, is this really Yunlong?"

“…………”

Yunlong is rare, and to countless monks, it is almost a legendary thing.

"It's really a lucky dragon."

Compared to everyone's suspicion, he was sure at a glance, just because he had intercepted a wisp of Yunlong at Zhang Fang's place. With just a glance, he knew that the person in front of him was the real thing.

"No matter what the bald donkey in Xuanzhuang is going to do, I think this treasure is destined to be with me. If God doesn't take it, I will suffer the consequences."

Xu Yi looked at Xuanzhuang with a smile, and his heart was already filled with distortion.
Chapter completed!