Faced with this sudden situation, Ying Aoshan and Song Yuru were both a little confused. They couldn't help but look at Huang Xiaolong.

Zhan Tang blurted out with an envious expression. "The two island masters, Yihua Palace is a major overseas sect. If you have the fate to join Yihua Palace, it is a great fortune."

Deacon Murong stabilized his excited attitude and looked at Huang Xiaolong with an extremely sincere look. Deacon Murong also realized that Song Yuru and Ying Aoshan had no idea at all, and everything was followed by Huang Xiaolong's words.

"My friend~ Can you listen to me?" Deacon Murong said seriously.

"Okay, tell me." Huang Xiaolong smiled.

"That's right, our standards for choosing disciples in Yihua Palace are extremely strict. The first choice is female disciples, and girls with excellent looks. In terms of first entering Yihua Palace, they also require them to be under 3 years old. This is the most basic condition. In the overseas world, there are many girls who can meet this condition. However, after meeting this basic condition, they must also have certain talents. According to the standards of the Qingcheng School Xuanhuang Tower Test Method, the threshold for entering Yihua Palace is to only accept beautiful girls who can reach the third level of Xuanhuang Tower."

"Oh, young, beautiful, and talented." Huang Xiaolong nodded. "The requirements are indeed a bit harsh, such as an ugly girl with high talent, that's not possible. The standard for choosing disciples in the Yihua Palace is also a bit pretentious."

Deacon Murong smiled and continued, "Actually, the most stringent thing about selecting new disciples in the Yihua Palace is that the new disciples cannot practice magic before entering the Yihua Palace! In other words, if you want to enter the Yihua Palace, you must be a piece of white paper! Because, when we practice many of the magic, mental techniques, and martial arts in our Yihua Palace, we cannot have the foundation of magic in other sects, otherwise, they will conflict, leading to becoming possessed and burning themselves to death! Alas~"

Deacon Murong sighed. "It is because of this condition that it is very difficult for us to select disciples in Yihua Palace. We cannot absorb a few disciples in a year."

Upon hearing this, Huang Xiaolong completely understood.

It turns out that to worship in Yihua Palace, you not only need to be young, beautiful, talented, but also more abnormal, you must be flawless!

You should know that in the overseas world, various sects attach great importance to the acquisition of disciples in order to continue the incense heritage. Anyone who finds talent will be stolen! Some people are gifted, either practice some simple magic since childhood, or are absorbed into various sects at a young age.

Where can I go to Yihua Palace to find a talented and pure disciple?

To give a relatively vulgar example, it is harder than finding a young and beautiful virgin!

"Just just now, when I passed by here, I sensed that there were two women with excellent talent in this restaurant. There was no magic power fluctuation on them! I was overjoyed and came immediately! Sure enough, indeed!" As he said that, Deacon Murong stared at Song Yuru and Ying Aoshan with a serious face, and water was almost dripping from his eyes.

"Oh. So that's it. Neither Aoshan's wife nor my eldest wife have practiced magic. That is, Aoshan's wife, who has practiced some ancient martial arts since she was a child. This is their greatest value." Huang Xiaolong nodded.

After pausing, Huang Xiaolong looked at Ying Aoshan and Song Yuru. "Two wives, what do you think?"

Ying Aoshan and Song Yuru both said in unison. "No! We don't want to join any sect, we just want to follow you."

When he heard this, Deacon Murong became anxious. "Then... that... two little girls, don't do this. This is a fortune! With your talent, you are indeed qualified to join any sect overseas. However, we, Yihua Palace, guaranteed to treat you as core disciples to cultivate! Give you a lot of resources! Don't you want to prove the immortality and soar into the sky? The overseas world is extremely cruel. Only the strong can gain dignity. Now, there is a road to becoming a peerless strong man, under your feet~"

Deacon Murong persuaded him and said to Huang Xiaolong again. "My friend, can you lobby for your two wives? Our Yihua Palace is indeed sincere. We Yihua Palace can also make an exception to accept you as disciples and let you practice with your two wives. Moreover, I will come forward to settle the hatred between you and Mr. Luoxue to completely settle you! Let you have no worries!"

As he said that, Deacon Murong sighed repeatedly, "Hey, in the overseas world, cultivation is the most important thing, and it is the foundation of survival. If men and women are together and love each other every day, how can they keep losing their own way? These two little girls are blinded by love at a young age and have too many distractions. If they don't worship me in the Yihua Palace, wouldn't it be a waste of resources? I remember when I was a little girl, I didn't have so much affection. What's the love or something? How can I compare to cultivation?"

"Hey, there is no need for you to worry about the matter between me and Mr. Luo Xue." Huang Xiaolong smiled and looked at Ying Aoshan and Song Yuru.

In fact, this time I went out to sea and took them with me to find a suitable sect for them. Yihua Palace's thirsty attitude is pretty good, and it's a good destination to join Yihua Palace.

Moreover, although Ying Aoshan and Song Yuru are talented, they have never practiced magic, and their foundation is weak. They start at a low level when they go to other sects. On the contrary, the highest cultivation method of Yihua Palace requires this kind of flawless body that can't even be spelled... Objectively speaking, Yihua Palace is the most suitable for Ying Aoshan and Song Yuru.

Since Huang Xiaolong was relieved to let Ma Chuxia, Huo Bingyan, Feng Hanyan, Yan Pianpian, and Yan Pianpian, join the Emei Sect. Naturally, he was relieved to let other wives join the sect that suits him.

"Xiaolong~ We have just arrived overseas, I can't bear to leave it. I won't want to separate from you now." Seeing Huang Xiaolong thinking, Song Yuru hurriedly pulled Huang Xiaolong's sleeve and said coquettishly.

Ying Aoshan also muttered, "Little Dragon, Aoshan is not mentally prepared yet."

"Why not do this?" Huang Xiaolong said to Deacon Murong. "I agree to let Aoshan's wife and the eldest wife join the Yihua Palace. But now it's a bit hasty, so I just let them play for a while. When they are completely mentally prepared, I will send them to Yihua Palace in person. How about it?"

"Then that's OK..." Deacon Murong saw that Huang Xiaolong was firm in his attitude, and it was hard to persuade him anymore. Moreover, Huang Xiaolong had nodded in agreement. It was only a matter of time before Song Yuru and Ying Aoshan became disciples of Yihua Palace.

"These are two tokens. With this token, when you arrive at Yihua Palace, you can come to me directly. I will take two little girls as your personal disciples. There is also a map of Yihua Palace on the token." Deacon Murong handed over the two antique tokens to Song Yuru and Ying Aoshan respectively.

The two took the token and started playing with it carefully.

"Then I won't bother you. I hope that the two girls can come to Yihua Palace as soon as possible." Deacon Murong said politely. She looked at Huang Xiaolong again. "My friend, Mr. Luo Xue, is arrogant and will avenge him. If you have a grudge with him, I'm afraid he won't give up easily. It's better, you'd better leave quickly."

While speaking, Deacon Murong waved his hand and a wave of magic power washed over Huang Xiaolong.

Huang Xiaolong immediately felt that the mark left on his body of the fallen snow had been erased.

"Haha" Huang Xiaolong smiled. "You don't have to worry about this matter. I have my own sense of responsibility. Don't worry, I will send my two wives to Yihua Palace without any damage. Also, Deacon Murong, you don't need to interfere, I can handle it."

As she spoke, a breathtaking splendor flashed in Huang Xiaolong's eyes, which made Deacon Murong shocked her heart, and she nodded slightly. "Okay. I'll say goodbye first."

After saying that, Deacon Murong turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the restaurant.

In the night sky, Deacon Murong floated in the sky, staring at the restaurant and murmured. "That young man is very proud in his bones. He is unwilling to accept my help. He is proud, very good, and dares to challenge Mr. Luoxue. This courage is rare. I secretly protect him and prevent Mr. Luoxue from harming him..."

Deacon Murong made up his mind.

Let’s talk about the restaurant. After such a fuss just now, all the diners left one after another. Only Huang Xiaolong, the table was left.

Huang Xiaolong and others continued to have a meal.

He had a very large appetite and had no interest in eating because he was disturbed by some people.

After eating and drinking, Huang Xiaolong stood up and smiled. "Now it finally stopped, let's go back and rest."

Everyone left the hotel and returned to the inn.

In the room.

Huang Xiaolong, Song Yuru, Ying Aoshan, three of them have a room.

"Xiaolong, do you really want us to join that Yihua Palace?" Song Yuru looked reluctant.

"Big wife, Deacon Murong, is right. For you and Ao Shan's wife, this is indeed a rare opportunity. It will change your destiny." Huang Xiaolong said with a serious look on his face. "I will send you there in a while, remember to practice hard."

"Oh" Song Yuru and Ying Aoshan nodded at the same time. They were very gentle and well-behaved, and they had no intention of disobedience or doubt in their bones about Huang Xiaolong's words.

No words all night.

The next day, I still lived on this island very leisurely.

Huang Xiaolong discovered that cultivators kept flying to the island.

It seems that when the dragon ruins open tomorrow, the scene will be very lively.

"Ah~ Island Master, I never expected that there would be so many cultivators to come and have fun this year." Zhan Tang said in surprise.

"Yesterday, didn't you talk about your old lover? There were a few geniuses on the Hidden Dragon List betting. I want to compete and see who can find more people with dragon bloodlines to successfully inherit dragon power. This is indeed very eye-catching. On the one hand, the geniuses on the Hidden Dragon List are extremely gorgeous and everyone wants to admire their majesty. On the other hand, no record of the dragon ruins being able to inherit dragon power will be broken." Huang Xiaolong said in a well-organized manner.

Zhan Tang was embarrassed and said in a slight anger. "Master of the Island, don't talk nonsense. What does it mean to be an old lover? No! Tian Youliang is just my childhood playmate. We grew up in the same village. Later, the people from Kuaidao Hall came to our village to chase an enemy and started a massacre."

Speaking of this, there was also a hint of hatred in Zhan Tang's eyes. "My parents died early, and I was raised by villagers since I was a child. I survived that catastrophe and I made a poisonous oath that I would definitely pay the blood debt of Kuaidaotang. Tian Youliang, because of his talent, was taken away by Kuaidaotang, and he also recognized the thief as his father and worshipped him in Kuaidaotang."

"So that's it. Your enemy is Bai Huan, the young master of Kuaidao Hall just now?" Huang Xiaolong asked.

"No. Island Master, my enemy, are the guardians of Kuaidao Hall now, and their cultivation has reached the early stage of the Tribulation Realm." Speaking of this, a look of sadness and helplessness appeared on Zhan Tang's face.

With her current level of cultivation, it is difficult for her to take revenge.

"Ha~ Zhan Tang, let's not mention the matter of revenge for now. Don't worry, I will help you with revenge." Huang Xiaolong said with a smile.

"Island Master, I don't want to pretend to behave in this matter. Just like you, you don't want Deacon Murong from Yihua Palace to interfere with the hatred between you and Mr. Luoxue." Zhan Tang said very strongly.

"Okay." Huang Xiaolong smiled again. "Tomorrow, we don't have to rush to the dragon ruins. There are so many people, let them crowd."

"Yes, the island owner." Zhan Tang received the order.

the next day!

That is, once every fifty years, the day when the dragon ruins are opened!

Early in the morning, this island that provides rest for practitioners was filled with people!

The cultivators on the island, either holding swords, riding on smoke, flying clouds, or riding on fog... left one after another, rushing to the dragon ruins.

Not long after, the island became deserted.

"Are you almost done?" Huang Xiaolong walked out of the inn with Zhan Tang, his two wives and three little monsters lazily.

"Xiaolong, let's hurry up and pass." Song Yuru said eagerly.

"No hurry, the dragon ruins will not run away, haha... let's go." Huang Xiaolong sacrificed a flying sword. At the same time, the blood in his body seemed to be summoned by some inexplicable force, emitting a faint fluctuation.

Song Yuru and Ying Aoshan also had a clearer and stronger reaction than before!

Several people stepped onto the flying sword and flew towards the dragon ruins slowly!

The closer they were to the dragon ruins, Huang Xiaolong, Song Yuru, Ying Aoshan, and even three little monsters (they also lived in Wolong Villa. Although they were monsters, they also absorbed some dragon energy), the blood of the big guy was throbbing even more intensely.

finally!

Flying over the island of the Dragon Relics!

The black mist lingering on the island and the terrifying pressure have all dissipated!

The mysterious island hanging alone in the ocean finally revealed its true face!

This is a small island with towering ancient trees growing on the island, with tangled with vines and green vines. These plants are very old, unpretentious, and the varieties are very rare.

In the center of the island, there are some ancient buildings, but these buildings have been destroyed and left behind ruins.

Despite this, there is still a solemn and sacred atmosphere that permeates the entire island, allowing those who climb this island, whether they have become famous for a long time or the genius who are splendid, to develop a sense of awe.

Huang Xiaolong gathered his eyes and saw that a large number of cultivators had gathered in a square in the middle of the island.

"The people are here too, let's go down." Huang Xiaolong drove the flying sword and flew to the island in an instant, landing in the square where the crowds gathered.

From the sky, the square is not too big, but when you really step on it, you find that the square is flat, very rough and vast.

At this time, there were about a thousand cultivators standing in the square. They had the realm of magic power, the realm of magic power, and a small number of realms of tribulation.

When I came to this island, the magic power in the cultivator's body actually had a scent of being suppressed.

Huang Xiaolong and others stood quietly behind the square.
To be continued...