Chatper 801 (1/2)

Cultivators below the Nascent Soul stage do not have the qualifications to walk around the states at will, so these low-level cultivators in Yongzhou only have a basic impression of the states, and this impression stayed fifty years ago!

At this time, none of these low-level cultivators spoke. The basic customs of entering Yongzhou are generally known to every cultivator of the Nascent Soul. If you are too public at this time, you may not please these old monsters of the Nascent Soul!

Seeing everyone looking at him with an extremely longing look, Chu Yan was still indifferent on the surface, but he felt a chill in his heart, and immediately sent a voice to the old man: "Master, what's the situation, how are these guys eyes? It's all green!"

"You don't know, all the cultivators who enter Yongzhou have a custom, that is to find a low-level cultivator as a guide, this is a great opportunity for a low-level cultivator, so these guys look at you. Of course, the eyes are shining, your master and I have all the body repairs, but there is no treasure for people, you can choose any one!"

Kong Lao's voice transmission immediately rang in Chu Yan's ears.

"There is such a thing!"

Chu Yan knew it in his heart. He glanced at the low-level cultivators in front of him, as if he had seen himself. Once upon a time, he was also a low-level cultivator, but now he is respected by everyone as a senior and looks up to him. Existence, all of this, if it is in a trance.

The low-level cultivators around the high platform were very anxious, thinking to themselves why these two cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage were so strange.

what the hell is this?

Chu Yan glanced over, and he couldn't just find a guide. This time, it was a big opportunity for these low-level cultivators. Said: "It's you!"

"Me? Is it me? Thank you, senior, for your gift!"

Hei Biao's eyes were full of ecstasy, and he felt a great sense of envy in the eyes of the people around him.

He didn't expect that he was only a mid-foundation stage cultivator, but he was favored by the Nascent Soul cultivator. It's not an exaggeration to say that such a thing is a pie in the sky. It was his heart that was hot, thinking that he was still looking back at Zhao San, who had an ugly face.

"Ugh!"

Zhao San sighed in his heart, maybe this is his life, but why is the lucky person Hei Biao? Thinking that after his death, the Taoist companion will be forcibly occupied, a burst of grief is in his heart.

At this time, a faint voice suddenly sounded in his ears:

"The one with a very pale face behind the black-faced ghost, didn't you hear the deity calling you?"

Hei Biao was stunned? nigga? Do you mean yourself? Isn't the person designated by this senior not himself? Are you looking pale?

Hei Biao turned his head to look at Zhao San with a look of unwillingness in his eyes, how could this senior choose such a person?

Zhao San was even more stupid at this time, pointed to his face and said with a trembling voice: "Pre... Senior, is it me?"

"It's you, you will lead the way for this deity and your teacher today!"

Chu Yan said lightly, thinking to himself why this person is still a little slow.

Fang Cai's spiritual thoughts swept away and found that this person was actually the capital of Tianlinggen, but there was a cold air in his body. Now the cold air has frozen over half of his dantian, and he thought that he was terminally ill. Seeing him, Chu Yan couldn't help but think of it. I, when my spiritual roots were abolished, if I hadn't met Lingding, I wouldn't have achieved what I am today. This person is very talented, but he also suffered disasters because of external factors. I saw that it was an opportunity, so I would help me. Bar!

Chu Yan and Kong Lao flashed at the same time!

The next moment, the two appeared outside the crowd.

This move made everyone even more shocked. The strength of this master and apprentice is absolutely unfathomable, similar to teleportation. It is also used by some cultivators in the Nascent Soul period. It's easy, and the strength is absolutely tyrannical. At the same time, everyone can't help but turn their attention to Zhao San again.

"Follow up soon!"

"Junior is here!"

Chu Yan's voice sounded in his ears again, and Zhao San realized that he was not dreaming at this time, so he rushed out of the crowd and reached Chu Yan and Kong Lao's side.

"First find a place to stay for this deity and the teacher, and lead the way!"

Chu Yan said lightly, and Zhao San immediately acted as a guide, leading the way for Chu Yan and Kong Lao.

Seeing the three people leaving, Hei Biao's eyes flashed a trace of resentment, and at the same time there was a trace of killing intent, and said viciously with only his own voice: "What bastard cultivator of the Nascent Soul, to choose a garbage and not... …”

"Bang!"

Before his words were finished, if an ice-cold finger force burst out of the air, it would directly pierce his head.

"Speech is not clean, damn it!"