Chapter 47 The Son of God arrives, causing a stir in Nantian City, and Jun Wanjie is dissatisfied

Although Jun Xiaoyao was walking outside for the first time.

But his name had already spread throughout the entire Wilderness Immortal Realm.

Almost everyone knew him.

However, many people knew Jun Xiaoyao's name, but very few people had actually seen him.

Under such curiosity, Jun Xiaoyao seemed even more mysterious, making everyone look forward to it.

"I didn't expect that the elder of the Jun clan would come in person this time. It really makes our Daoji Tianzong glorious." The old Taoist of Daoji Tianzong smiled and bowed.

"Haha, old Taoist, you are polite." Jun Zhantian walked out, stepped into the void, and laughed loudly.

"By the way, that son of God..." The old Taoist glanced.

To be honest, there are very few young people who can leave a deep impression on him.

Jun Xiaoyao is definitely the one who impressed him the most.

"Haha, I didn't expect that the senior would remember me. I am flattered."

On the chariot pulled by the nine-headed white jade dragon horse, Jun Linglong opened the bead curtain with her bare hands, and Jun Xiaoyao walked out calmly.

He was dressed in white clothes as white as snow, with a slender figure, like a bamboo in the breeze, and had an excellent temperament.

His skin was as crystal as jade, his hair was shining, and his whole body was shrouded in a hazy fairy light and mist.

A handsome face with peerless beauty was also shrouded in a fairy light mist that seemed to exist but not exist.

This was not Jun Xiaoyao's deliberate concealment, but his own physique, coupled with the supreme bone, made him shrouded in the Tao rhyme and born with fairy light.

"Oh my God, is that the son of God of the Jun family?"

"What a fairy appearance, love it!"

"Ah, I'm dead!"

When Jun Xiaoyao appeared, the whole Nantian City was in an uproar!

Not to mention the female cultivators of the human race, all the female creatures at this moment, their eyes were like magnets meeting iron, tightly attracted to Jun Xiaoyao.

Even some male cultivators were slightly stunned.

"God, why did you let me see the face of the son of God of the Jun family? In this way, which man can catch my eye for the rest of my life?"

A proud daughter of heaven from a first-class Taoist sect looked up, her beautiful eyes were lost, and she was very distressed.

And the saint of another holy land, she rolled up her long hair and muttered to herself.

"I will keep my long hair for you in this life. If I don't marry you, I will not cut my long hair, and I will comb my hair in the boudoir with green lamps and ancient Buddhas..."

Such scenes were staged in every corner of Nantian City.

It can be said that the appearance of Jun Xiaoyao almost made these female cultivators...

climax.

Even those men could not feel the slightest jealousy, because the gap was too big.

In terms of identity, status, appearance, and strength, Jun Xiaoyao... Each of them was beyond their reach.

Jun Xiaoyao glanced at the bottom indifferently.

Those female monks reminded him of those crazy fans who chased stars in his previous life.

Although Jun Xiaoyao's appearance was already covered with fairy light, even a vague glimpse of him was so handsome that it was thrilling, enough to make those female monks dizzy.

"Haha, God's son, you are too polite. The old Taoist has already prepared a place to stay. Everyone, please..."

The old Taoist bowed slightly.

Then, under the guidance of the old Taoist, Jun Xiaoyao and others followed him.

The whole Nantian City was in an endless uproar.

It is conceivable that the appearance of the Jun family's God's son is far more influential than the appearance of any other power's pride.

At this moment, in a house in Nantian City.

A young man in silver battle armor was sitting cross-legged.

His face was square and resolute, with scars on his cheeks, adding a bit of cold and piercing temperament.

Electric light was entangled around him, and countless lightning runes appeared in the void, emitting a strong wave of destruction.

This man was naturally the fifth sequence of the Jun family, Jun Wanjie.

In front of him, a follower with black mist all around him was reporting the situation to him.

"Are you here already?" There were thunder tribulations interweaving in Jun Wanjie's eyes.

At the same time, with a cold look.

He had arrived in Nantian City in advance, and only some disciples of Daoji Tianzong met him.

And now, Jun Xiaoyao and others have arrived, and the entire Daoji Tianzong has all been dispatched, and all the major disciples and elders have appeared.

Even the old Taoist who is higher than the sect master also showed up to greet him.

This kind of differential treatment is too obvious.

Although there is also the intention of meeting with Jun Zhantian and other clan elders.

But Jun Wanjie knows that the main reason is actually Jun Xiaoyao.

In the eyes of the Daoji Tianzong, Jun Wanjie's importance is far less than Jun Xiaoyao's.

The follower who was shrouded in black mist was also indignant and said: "Those Daoji Tianzong people are really blind. How can a rookie compare with Master Wanjie?"

This follower is a genius that Jun Wanjie subdued from outside. His name is Heitu and he is from the Black Cloud Clan.

It is rumored that the ancestor of this clan was a black cloud that became a god and achieved the supreme state.

"No one is born high and mighty, not even Jun Xiaoyao!"

"I will prove to the Jun family that he is not worthy of the position of sequence zero!" Jun Wanjie said in a cold tone.

He went through untold hardships, suffered countless injuries and suffered so much, before he got a position in the fifth sequence.

Jun Xiaoyao got the position of sequence zero easily.

Whoever changed, his mentality would explode.

Jun Wanjie asked himself, he was already very restrained.

"Ah, my master, it's so aggrieved..."

Heitu thought to himself, and felt sorry for Jun Wanjie.

...

After a few days, Jun Xiaoyao settled down in Nantian City.

Although the Yuantian Supreme Secret Treasure had some strange signs, it was still a few days away from its real appearance.

During these few days, Jun Zhantian also left and began to contact the leaders of other immortal sects.

They wanted to unite and turn the entire Yuantian Supreme Secret Treasure into a training place for younger disciples.

No old-generation strongman was allowed to enter.

Jun Xiaoyao had nothing to do and was resting leisurely in his residence.

Jun Linglong smiled and said, "Sir, I heard that there is a local specialty in Nanyuan Daozhou, Qingxinling Tea. Linglong will go buy it for you now."

Jun Linglong is smart, careful and considerate.

She knew that Jun Xiaoyao liked to drink tea, so she specifically inquired about this local specialty.

"Well, Linglong is still thoughtful. Whoever marries you in the future will be blessed." Jun Xiaoyao said with a casual smile.

Jun Linglong's pretty face was slightly red, and she gave Jun Xiaoyao a charming look.

She had already decided in her heart to follow Jun Xiaoyao and be his maid for the rest of her life.

How could she marry someone else?

As for letting Jun Xiaoyao marry her?

Jun Linglong still had self-knowledge. It was good enough to stay with Jun Xiaoyao as a maid.

She would not take the initiative to make such an unreasonable request.

Of course, if Jun Xiaoyao was willing, Jun Linglong would gladly accept it.

As for the age difference of more than ten years, it can actually be ignored for cultivators.

Not long after, Jun Linglong went out and arrived at a market in Nantian City.

Soon, she found the Qingxinling Tea that was ten thousand years old.

Just when Jun Linglong was about to buy it.

A young figure shrouded in black mist appeared, speaking in a cold and playful tone.

"Sorry, I want this soul-clearing tea!"