Chapter 290 (1/2)

The white crane is snow-white, without a trace of variegation. Its eyes are as blue as the sea.

At the moment, when he was gazed at by his eyes, Chu Yan suddenly felt that his soul had been hit. Subconsciously, his knees softened and he was about to kneel down.

Fortunately, he had faced Luoshan river at least twice before, so he had some immunity to this kind of pressure of high-level practitioners.

So at this moment, Chu Yan's heart was awed, and in a twinkling of an eye, he came back to himself.

Quietly take a breath, let his mood calm down, Chu Yan step forward, respectfully salute way: ”disciple Chu Yan, met white elder.”

If the other disciples are facing the white crane at the moment, I'm afraid they don't know what to call them. If they call them monsters, they will surely arouse the dissatisfaction of the white crane.

However, just when the Deacon called Baihe, Chu Yan heard it, so at the moment, he could not be wrong.

White crane looked at Chu Yan for a moment, nodded: ”not bad.”

It seems ordinary, but immediately, let the Deacon's face changed.

The present disciples didn't know, but the Deacon knew that the white crane was a monster kept by the Presbyterian Council. Although it was only at the level of open wisdom, it could not reach the level of transformation. But because all the people we saw were high-level practitioners inside and outside the sect, so they had a very high vision. They could not even look at it.

But now, it actually took the initiative to praise Chu Yan.

This shows that Chu's speech is extraordinary.

”On behalf of the Presbyterian Council, I want to announce something about you.” The next moment, the white crane continued.

As soon as these words came out, there was another uproar at the scene.

Not only all the people looked at Chu Yan in surprise, but also Chu Yan himself could not help but be surprised: ”the Presbyterian Council? About me? ”

At this moment, Chu Yan's heart was full of doubts, surprise, vigilance, worry, accident, and all kinds of feelings rushed to his heart.

Chu Yan didn't think that he was just an apprentice and could enter the Presbyterian society.

You know, to some extent, the Presbyterian Council represents the attitude of the broken Star building!

In the Presbyterian Church, all of them are monks in heaven's state of mind. If anyone comes out, he can be killed countless times without moving his finger and blowing his breath.

This kind of supreme institution with strength and power at the same time, does not care about the elite disciples, core disciples and zhenzhuan disciples, but cares about what this insignificant apprentice does?

In an instant, Chu Yan's heart was filled with countless thoughts.

But these emotions were well pressed in his heart, and did not show the slightest on his face.

He kept a respectful posture, waiting for the white crane's next words.

Although Baihe is intelligent, he is not human in the end, and he is raised in the clan. He is only as sophisticated as a ten-year-old child. So at the moment, he doesn't pay attention to Chuyan's look. He goes on: ”the Presbyterian Council has just assigned a task to Chuyan to complete.”

”Mission?”

”The mission of the Presbyterian Council?”

Everyone was in an uproar.

What a great honor it is for the Presbyterian Council to personally assign tasks.

All of a sudden, the eyes of the people on the scene looking at Chu Yan became blazing.

But Chu Yan's heart is a clatter.

He knew that the wood was beautiful in the forest and the wind would destroy it. At this time, he was just an apprentice. It was not a good thing that he was assigned a task by the Presbyterian Council in full view of the public.

And Chu Yan had a hunch in his heart.

I'm afraid it's not a pleasant task for the Presbyterian Council to explain itself.