Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 1734 Human Tragedy Taibaijinxing
  Zhang Yanlue, who didn't like polite greetings, drank two glasses of wine and then presented the prepared gift, the acquired Lingbao in the style of longevity lock.

For the wealthy dragon clan, it's not a particularly good treasure, but it's not too rude either.

The most important thing is that Zhang Yan on the other end has sealed a trace of jade clear spiritual power, which can automatically identify mana from the same source.

When the time comes, Zhang Yan will know when his cheap apprentice nephew who has not yet started fights with Prince Long San.

Then see if you have time to come over and watch the fun or prevent a tragedy from happening.

After all, it didn’t matter that the Third Prince Long was beaten to death, it was really miserable when his dragon tendons were pulled out, and it was really miserable for his own little master who cut off the bones of his father to repay his mother.

It’s all the naughty kids’ fault!

Thinking about it this way, Senior Brother Taiyi who deliberately indulged Nezha into being a naughty child was a bit unkind.

Zhang Yan presented the Lingbao, and followed the dignified and gentle Dragon Queen behind the Dragon King, fanning across the face, and took the Third Prince Long over to give him a look.

It is indeed pink and jade, with a pair of eyes that are very smart.

Even though the white and fat face is just a childish look now, one can vaguely see the splendor of the future.

"He is a good seedling! Practice hard and avoid those karmic debts if you can. You must be like Junior Brother Huang Long!"

If there is even a trace of bloody sin in Master Huang Long, even if he is the first Yuanshi Tianzun to board the Yuxu Palace, he will be beaten down because of the dirty place, and maybe he will be beaten to death on the spot!
  Although this was well-intentioned, it was also a bit unpleasant.

But under the current situation, the Dragon Clan can only endure it.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist, for the tip!"

But seeing that the Dragon King of the East China Sea still smiled impeccably, even his breath and eyes were not disturbed.

Most people have eyes.

Seeing the cold look on Zhang Yan's face and the aura of Mo Pao all over his body, he knew enough not to bother him.

After all, it would be bad to become enemies instead of fawning over one.

But there is also that ignorant person, the famous male publicist in heaven - Taibai Jinxing.

Anyone who has read Journey to the West probably knows this.　　　That’s right! The one who knocked the Monkey King Sun Wukong into a tailspin.

He has been getting close to Zhang Yan, maybe because he wants to recruit people for Haotian?
  If it weren't for his aloof persona, Zhang Yan would have given Taibai Jinxing a big eye roll on the spot.

Do you really think he is that stupid monkey who has never experienced anything in the world?
  Leave the disciples of the saint, who is both noble and dignified and relaxed, to go to heaven to summon Haotian.

Is he crazy or stupid?

However, the Third Prince Long was born, and the Battle of the Gods was indeed not far away.

I just don’t know when those two cowards from Jiuzhongtian went to Zixiao Palace to cry to Daozu.

I really want to see a live version!

In the end, Zhang Yan failed to offend Taibai Jinxing.

After all, he has a mouth that can talk even if it's dead, and it's quite comfortable to flatter people without leaving any trace.

No wonder he became Haotian's confidant!
  But after a while, Zhang Yan couldn't stand it anymore.

That Taibaijinxing is really eloquent! After a while, the people who praised it were a little dizzy. It would be troublesome if they ceded territory and paid compensation.

Can't afford to offend!

It’s better to go out and get some fresh air!
  Due to his status, Zhang Yan's position is very high.

Almost everyone saw him leaving the table.

But all of them were sensible enough not to stay, including the Dragon King of the East China Sea, who was the host.

Given his status as a disciple, Zhang Yanneng, as the eldest disciple, was already given a lot of face by coming.

No one dared to shamelessly force him to stay until the end.

(End of this chapter)