The Legend of the Strongest Father in the Nine Heavens
Chapter 103: The First!

Seeing Wei Lingfeng's actions like this, Fan Shengzhou and the others were first startled, and then showed a hint of clarity.

They knew that Wei Lingfeng must have been embarrassed in front of his wife.

Otherwise, with such a humble character, how could he pay his respects to the Emperor in such a humble manner?

gibber.

The emperor was a literary sage, and Wei Lingfeng was a pseudo sage.

He had been cultivating for five to six thousand years, and he was still less than a third of a Difu, He was truly unqualified to be proud of by Difu.

What if he defeated Fan Shengzhou?

I was worried in Difu's eyes, his satisfaction just now was really unsightly like a clown.

Wei Lingfeng's subsequent words also verified everyone's ideas.

"The old man only thought that after defeating Fan Shengzhou, he would actually be able to straighten his waist and look down at the entire continent."

"But I never thought that Wen Sheng, Master, was looking at me from the side."

"The old man only knew now that even if I stood at the highest position, you still looked down on me!"

There is only one word difference between quasi-wensheng and wensheng, but there is a big difference.

Looking at the hundreds of millions of years of history in the Canglong Continent, there were hundreds of quasi-sages.

Wen Sheng was rare.

Let alone Lin Xuan, who became wise at such a young age, it was the first in history.

At this moment, Wei Lingfeng only had boundless adoration and admiration for Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan said nonchalantly: "People deserve to be known. Because you know your position, you have to work harder."

"Instead of being satisfied with small achievements, you can't be the world!"

“Yes, Sir is really insightful, and the point is true!” Wei Lingfeng bowed again.

If someone else were to say this to her, she would definitely retaliate and even take action.

But the emperor was a dignified literary sage, he could not be overstated.

Moreover, Difu's words made sense, it was a kind of grand wisdom spoken by someone who had been in a high position for a long time.

He Wei Lingfeng could hear the Emperor's most reasonable remark, he was considered lucky!

After which, Wei Lingfeng saluted Lin Xuan again, then turned around and left.

When Fan Shengzhou saw him walking around easily, they seemed to have unwound a great heart bond.

Think too.

Although Di Fu was criticizing Wei Lingfeng, he also vaguely said that he still had room for improvement.

How could Wei Lingfeng not be happy to receive such an evaluation from a saint at this time?

As for Fan Shengzhou, even though he lost, he was able to get Difu's guidance, and it was also a resounding defeat.

So he did not care at all about today's affairs, but enthusiastically invited Lin Xuan to give a lecture.

Afterwards, everyone couldn't wait to follow Lin Xuan to school.

They were very confident that being able to obtain the teachings of the current literary sages would definitely have invaluable benefits for future practice.

In the blink of an eye, two hours passed.

Watching the sunset tilt to the west.

Lin Xuan was expelled by over 50,000 people in the Three Kingdoms Academy, and brought his daughter to Yu Nian, preparing to return to Bei Xuantian.

...

Kirin Mountains in the Eastern Wilderness.

"Shen Wenshan, you can't escape on the first day of the first year but not on the fifteenth day, so let's catch it with your hands!"

"Quick give us the Ginseng King of Dragon Emperor Ziyun, otherwise, you will not only kill you, but also your Xuanyun Pavilion!"

"Hmph, do you think you can escape?"

A series of angry and arrogant voices rang out, shaking the clouds.

And this time.

In the lush grass, two embarrassed figures fled quickly.

One of them was Wen Yuansong, the ruler of the Valley of the Medicine God Valley.

The middle-aged man who was with him was Shen Wenshan, the supreme ruler of the Eastern Desolation Xuanyun Pavilion.

Wen Yuansong and Shen Wenshan were good friends.

Recently, Shen Wenshan's daughter, who was less than a year old, suddenly fell ill, so she asked Dan Wang Wen Yuansong to diagnose her.

Based on what he saw and heard, Wen Yuansong concluded that Shen Wenshan's daughter's strange illness could only be cured by a type of spirit grass called Ziyun Longhuangshen.

After many questions, Shen Wenshan learned that there was a secret realm in the Qilin Mountains, where the Dragon Emperor Ziyun Ginseng might appear.

Today, I invited Wen Yuansong to enter the secret realm with her, looking for this spiritual grass.

The Ginseng King of the Ziyun Dragon Emperor with holy qualities!

According to legend, this ginseng king was a rare encounter in thousands of years, but this was an extremely rare spiritual grass.

Each time it matured, golden roots grew, and the entire body was filled with fairy aura.

Not only did it have the effect of replenishing the qi and reviving the soul.

It can also directly break through the three hundred and sixty acupoints of the human body.

Boost your meridians, and instantly upgrade your physique to a powerful state.

Even a human, after eating this ginseng king, can get rid of his body and change his fetus, having good cultivation qualifications.

And if a cultivator already had the strength, after eating it, it would become stronger and its strength would skyrocket.

Hence, this spirit grass was the best treasure for any sect in the Eastern Wilderness.

It was precisely because Wen Yuansong and Shen Wenshan understood that they caused the other sects to chase and kill them crazily.

After all, in the world of cultivating immortal beings, human life was sometimes far from being compared to holy spirit grass.

What was terrifying was that the sect that hunted them was extremely powerful.

Sanqingzong, Tianyangzong, Jiudingmen, and Juling Palace were the top twenty big sects in the Eastern Wilderness.

"Yuan Song, I didn't expect to drag you down!"

Shen Wenshan's face showed a deep self-deprecation: "My queen, you brought the king back and saved my daughter!"

"These bastards are pressing harder and harder. If they are late, they will be killed. Don't talk nonsense and run! "Wen Yuansong shook her head and said.

Slide~

As soon as the two of them finished talking, hundreds of gusts of wind blew from the bushes beside them, and figures flashed by.

Jiangyuanfan rushed out with a master of four or five hundred spirit rounds, and said arrogantly: "Shen Wenshan, where do you want to escape to!"

"Hahaha, Xuanyun Pavilion can be considered a big sect in the Eastern Desert. I didn't expect you, Sect Master, to be so useless!"

The disciples of the Giant Spirit Palace behind Jiangyuanfan all showed a mocking expression of victory.

Shen Wenshan was so angry that he gritted his teeth and his eyes chapped: "Jiangwon Fan, I want you to die!"

Just as he took out a flying sword and was about to fight to the death, Wen Yuansong pulled him over abruptly.

Wen Yuansong took out a colorful pill from her arm and threw it away abruptly.

Bang out!

The pill exploded and turned into a huge fog.

"Wenshan, let's go!"

Wen Yuansong quickly pulled Shen Wenshan forward and dashed forward.

At this moment, he knew that he was desperately fighting with the opponent, actually hitting the stone with a pebble.

You should know that Jiangyuanfan's strength is the same as Shen Wenshan's.

When Shen Wenshan broke through the siege just now, he had scars all over his body, and he was not Jiangyuanfan's opponent at all.

Fortunately, he discovers in time that there are still psychedelic pills in his ring.

After disposing of it, the fog cloud could explode, enough to block Gangwon Fan and the others for a while.

The two of them ran this far, until a huge sky appeared in front of them.

"This ..." Wen Yuansong looked at the endless cliff, silent for a moment.

Shen Wenshan smiled wryly: "It looks like today will really kill me!"

The strength of both bodies is almost depleted, if you jump off the cliff at this moment, you will definitely die!

Seeing the sounds of Jiangyuanfan and the others under the mountain getting closer, Shen Wenshan suddenly vomited out a mouthful of blood.

"Shen Wenshan will die if I die Poor little princess, she's less than a year old!"

"Sanqingzong, Tianyangzong, Jiudingmen, and Juling Palace, you are desperate to seize the ginseng king."

"If I die, I won't let you go as a ghost!"

Wen Yuansong also shook her head and sighed.

She had met Shen Wenshan's daughter.

The little girl was white and soft, and her flesh was very cute, wrapped with a baby, and it made people love her at first sight.

pity……

"Oh my God, are Wenshan and I really going to die here today?"

Wen Yuansong raised her head and looked at the sky.

Suddenly, he passed through a misty cloud.

I faintly saw the luxurious and rich jade wings, moving forward gracefully under the pull of the four big blue-winged birds.