The blue sea is an inland sea in Biling Island, a blue ocean with a radius of about 5,000 miles.

After arriving at this place, Ye Chu finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the shining red dot on his sunglasses was in this blue sea.

"Finally there are different scenery..."

After a night of running around and teleportation, Ye Chu finally came here.

It was not dawn yet, and Ye Chu had just arrived at the west side of the blue sea. He immediately built a house and stayed here for the time being.

The red dot on the sunglasses has never been moved, and the old man in the black robe probably has never moved. He stayed in this blue sea for the past day. The reason why Ye Chu did not rush in to catch people was mainly because he felt that there was a terrifying natural Taoist rhyme inside the blue sea.

On the way, Ye Chu once inquired about a female envoy that the Blue Ocean is the base camp of the Fruit Saint power, and is at the same level as the Flanta of the Tree Saint power.

In such a place, there must be a powerful magic circle, and perhaps a real saint will take charge.

Ye Chu naturally rushed in and asked for someone without figuring out the situation. Anyway, he still had sunglasses in his hand. It would be better to wait until the other party has placed the order before giving him a sudden attack.

There is a vast palace at the bottom of the blue sea, and it is indeed the base camp of the Fruit Saint forces.

There are a large number of masters from the Fruit Saint forces here, all of whom devote themselves to their practice. Although there is no light on Biling Island on the sea level, it is pitch black.

But under the sea, there are bright lights, colorful and beautiful scenery.

In one of the large palaces, an old man in black robe was practicing Tai Chi in the main hall at this time.

"Master, what fist are you doing? Why are you so slow..." A young woman in plain clothes walked out of the back hall and walked slowly to the old man.

The old man in black robe ignored her, slowly practiced Tai Chi, and said in a shallow voice: "If you don't practice well, what are you going to do? The Fruit Saint Conference are about to begin, but you have to fight for us."

There is a Fruit Saint Force on Biling Island. In fact, this Fruit Saint Conference was first initiated by a true Fruit Saint from ancient times, so it was named after the Fruit Saint Conference.

The young woman pouted and said, "Master, you really don't care about others. You can't practice every day. You stay in the cave every day and you're suffocating. You don't take Hong'er out for some breath."

The woman's eyebrows were as silk as silk, and she was actually glaring at her master, and her voice was soft and greasy, but the old man in black robe seemed to have no intention of paying attention to her.

While punching, he said, "Go and practice quickly. If you haven't even made ten rounds, you will be punished by your teacher."

"Hmph! Didn't you punish others every day before..." the woman said coquettishly.

The old man in black robe waved his hand and said, "Let's go, don't let me see it here..."

After saying that, he waved his hand and raised his hand to send the young woman away, and sent it to a small palace. At the same time, he blessed the magic circle outside, so the woman could not go out.

"Hmph! Hate!"

The young woman was extremely dissatisfied and snorted, but she didn't expect that this master who had taken her body was so unfair to love.

I used to play various tricks with myself, but now I haven't touched myself for two or three years, and I haven't taught myself anything, just letting myself practice.

"Old thing!" The young woman stomped the ground and cursed in her heart, "I will throw it away after I finish playing. Let me fight for you, and I will go!"

The old man in black robe doesn't care about her female disciple. He is not a person who values ​​sex particularly. He has played with this female disciple for a few times, but it is just a boring adjustment in life.

When he was young, he played with countless women, but now he has become a quasi-saint powerful man, but he has no need for women. Now what attracts him is countless novel Taoism and some supreme magic weapons.

He was practicing Tai Chi over and over again, trying to find some unique features of this set of Tai Chi from Qingting and Hao Meirao's boxing techniques.

"Why is this happening? My cultivation is far stronger than those two young women. Why are their boxing so sensual that I can't even beat it?"

The old man in black robe muttered to himself, frowning with some depression.

A few days ago, he saw Qingting and Hao Meirao go out to buy vegetables at a place millions of miles away. The two girls also performed several Tai Chi techniques while walking.

He happened to see it. Although it was only a few moves, the old man in black robe still saw the wonderfulness of Tai Chi.

The two women's cultivation level has not reached the top sect king, but they can achieve the artistic conception through one or two soft boxing techniques in every move. It is really mysterious.

So the old man in black robe attacked them, used his tricks to use the two women, and obtained all the Tai Chi moves.

It’s just that these simple moves have been practiced by me, the quasi-saint, for some days, but there is no progress and cannot produce any Taoist rhyme.

"Do they have any tricks?"

The old man in black robe fisted, muttered, took out a pot of strong wine, sat in the hall and started drinking.

Not long after sitting, a disciple in Qingyi walked in and stood respectfully in the distance and said, "Master, Elder Mingfeng is here..."

"oh?"

The old man in black robe lit up and said, "Please come in quickly."

"Haha, Senior Brother Wang, no need to invite me, I'll come uninvited." As soon as I finished speaking, a hearty laughter came in.

An old man in gray robe floated over from the passage of the back hall and saw the old man in black robe drinking and laughed: "Senior Brother Wang, you are back. Today I finally got you."

"Haha, Elder Mingfeng, I haven't seen you for ten years, right? Your cultivation has made a lot of progress, so it's a joyful congratulation..." The old man in the black robe, also known as Wang Mang, is also an elder of the Fruit Saint, but he is just an honorary elder.

Elder Mingfeng floated to Wang Mang and smiled and said, "How can you compare to Senior Brother Wang? Your Taoist Dharma is on this Biling Island, and you can't find a second person."

"Come on, Elder Mingfeng, please sit down." Wang Mang raised his hand and took out the cushion and said to the young man, "Go and get good wine and good dishes, I have to talk to Elder Mingfeng..."

"That's thankful Brother Wang. Your wine is famous in our blue sea, and only you can brew it." Elder Mingfeng sat on the ground, and his relationship with Wang Mang was very good.

Soon the young man went to get the hot wine and dishes. The two old men started drinking in the empty hall. Wang Mang asked Elder Mingfeng: "Congratulations to Elder Mingfeng. Now that you have entered the quasi-saint realm, you will become an honorary elder in a few years."

"Haha, luck, thanks to Senior Brother Wang's advice back then, otherwise I, Xu Mingfeng, would not be what I am today." Xu Mingfeng held the wine bowl and solemnly to Wang Mang a bowl of wine.
Chapter completed!