There are endless young masters, and except for the royal power, everything seems to be changing.

No one would have thought that the grain of spiritual rice planted by the ancestors would have caused such earth-shaking changes in the martial arts world in the martial arts world.

"Senior Brother Fan, don't be fine."

Sun En, who had never stood up when everyone arrived, got up at this time and came to Fan Zimin with wine:

"But it's been a long time since I saw you. The day before yesterday, I went to Wang Quanshan and all my brothers, but I never saw you. Today is indeed the right time."

Fan Zimin served as his teacher to serve the king, while Sun En considered himself half of the king's character, but the two of them were always called brothers and brothers.

"The changes in junior brother over the years have been much greater."

Fan Zimin took the wine and drank it with Sun En, and felt something later.

Two hundred years of turmoil and the past will eventually be eliminated. Sun En has come to this point and has the power to step into the Tianmen Gate. He naturally understands the hardships in his heart.

"Senior brother, sometimes leaving a way out is not necessarily a good thing. If you retreat, you will not advance. You should know this principle."

Sun En stared at Fan Zimin, and his words had a deep meaning.

He naturally knew what An Qisheng left behind, but that, although it could last forever for people to live in the world, it was not what he wanted.

Even, he thought it was the worst thing left by Grandpa An.

"Everyone has aspirations."

Fan Zimin shook his head and stopped talking.

"well!"

Sun En sighed in his heart, but didn't say much. He just took a step forward, raised his hand, and squeezed his breath into a cup, attracting fine wine.

With a wave of his hand, dozens of glasses of wine flew to everyone present:

"You are here today. Sun is glorious. Please drink this cup full of food."

Everyone received the wine.

"You are kind to you, Daxia Sun, how can I not come to such a grand event?"

Some Taoist smiled and drank it all in one go.

The same goes for others.

The royal family has been passed down for two hundred years, and his unique skills may be in the royal family, but its essence has long been spread throughout the world. Everyone present has practiced both internal and external cultivation, and even practiced Yin and Yang Wuji together.

He is not afraid of poison at all, and Sun En is a man who acts openly and upright throughout his life, just as his name means that he will repay his kindness. He will never repay it for one generation, but will never forget it for three generations.

It won't poison at all.

"good!"

Everyone drank it all in one go.

Hearing Sun En's voice sound again, his tone was as loud as a sword: "It's a pity that some people dare not come, for fear of being a ghost from Sun's sword,

Stepping stone,

pity,

What a pity, what a pity..."

Three consecutive reverberations are a pity.

The wine enters the stomach and the cup falls to the ground, making a crisp sound.

Sun En had already stepped into the sky, and his body turned into a stream of light, like burning, like a rainbow, disappearing straight into the sky:
Chapter completed!