Chapter 914: What to use to thank (on)
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Immortal Executioner (Zhanxian)
- Ren Yuan
- 1264 characters
- 2021-01-31 11:29:46
The aboriginal settlements, which are distributed over tens of thousands of miles, are expected to be inquired by a town like Yang Chen. It is estimated that they will not be able to find it after a hundred years.
Fortunately, this morning, Yang Chen’s wife and sisters all followed, and the strength of the people was great. Everyone dispersed, and the speed of one place and one place was not slow.
In this way, almost in a short period of time, it can be determined whether there is Lin Zhiyuan's whereabouts in a thousand miles.
However, Yang Chen almost warned everyone in the most severe tone, only to inquire, but can not do anything beyond this range.
Lin Zhengyuan is now unconscious, leaving only the instinct to survive. Any hostile offense may find his Thunder counterattack. A master of the Golden Fairy, that is not something anyone in the spirit world can fight.
This search is more than a year. It’s strange to say that no matter how they inquired, Lin Zhengyuan’s good fortune has never appeared in general, and there is no trace.
Among the aborigines, Yang Chen did not have much reaction to find an uncle who was unclear. At most, he was greedy for the spiritual stone given by Yang Chen and promised to pay attention. However, Yang Chen’s behavior caught the attention of several others.
You must know that Yang Chen’s current spiritual strength is just that he has just built a foundation. In just a few months, Yang Chen completed the refining process that took ten years to complete, and built the foundation perfectly. It is a pity that even in the foundation period, it is so weak in the spiritual world.
The spiritual aborigines, the weakest and most congenital, were born with the repair of the Golden Age. Relatively speaking, Yang Chen's base period is simply an alternative in the alternative, surprisingly surprising, as bright as fireflies in the dark.
However, Yang Chen is even weaker, and it is also a soaring monk. Ninety-nine percent of the aborigines have more strength than Yang Chen, but almost none of them dare to be rude to him. Without him, as long as it is a soaring monk, whether it is a disciple or a spoiler. There is always a force behind them, and the status of the aborigines has not yet reached the point of challenging them.
But the monks are different, especially some monks who are already very proud and proud. The guys who have not seen others in their eyes except their own ancestors and elders are higher than the top. The monks of the monks are not so polite.
In any place in the spiritual world, it is possible to encounter monks, and here is no exception. When Yang Chen asked about the news. Someone noticed Yang Chen.
"What kind of person is that kind of repair?" At first, some people felt strange, and they blamed a little more. They looked at Yang Chen as if he had seen something impossible.
A few people accompanying him, all of them noticed the abnormality of Yang Chen. At this time, Yang Chen is simply a guy who drives at an idle speed on the highway, and is well aware of many masters.
"Have you been hurt by the injury?" Immediately, the companion did not agree with the answer. This situation is rare. But it is not unique, and everyone can easily think of the reason.
Generally speaking, in the case of such a Taoist friend, the monks will not step on the dead, unless they are alive or dead, otherwise no one can guarantee that they will always be smooth sailing, no injury will not lower the realm. Encountered. If you don't fall into the well, you will have done the duty of the Taoist friend. At most, you will ignore it.
But this time it was different. Among the people who met Yang Chen, one person actually recognized Yang Chen’s identity.
"It turned out to be the master of the Palace of the Pure Yang Palace, the most powerful and talented alchemist Yang Chen Yang in the tens of thousands of years!" A few hundred miles away, a young guy explored with impunity Yang Chen, with a strange smile on his face.
In order not to cause Lin Zhengyuan’s misunderstanding, Yang Chen especially married the girls. Do not use God to explore, so as not to alarm Lin Zhengyuan. Of course, he is worried about offenses, not others. Even Yang Chen himself is doing this.
The spiritual aboriginal people have the cultivation of the Yuan Ying Dacheng period, and it is the simplest thing to use the gods. Yang Chen’s body. Every day, every moment, there are countless gods sweeping over him. Yang Chen will not take the initiative to counterattack. At most, the aborigines are curious, as long as they are not malicious. Yang Chen will not care about this scan.
Therefore, when some of the gods were mixed in so many gods, Yang Chen did not find any abnormality, but only some curiosity of the aborigines.
"Check what happened to this surname Yang, how can someone appear here?" The young monk who just pointed out Yang Chen’s identity seems to be a small leader among several people, after discovering Yang Chen. However, there was no immediate action, but immediately ordered several people to take back their knowledge and then ordered one of them to investigate immediately.
Yang Chen is the owner of the Palace of the Pure Yang Palace. Recently, the strength of the Pure Yang Palace has expanded dramatically. It has suddenly become a large gate with tens of thousands of disciples from a small innocence, which makes many in the spiritual world suffer. The struggling size of the Zongmen is really unsightly. Now that Yang Chen has been singled out, and there are no people around to wait for protection, of course, to seize this opportunity.
"I want to move him? Not so good?" Immediately a companion worried and asked: "Pure Yang Palace can not be provoked now."
"But there are quite a few Dans in his hands that don't even have our ancestral doors!" The smile on the face of the young monk at the beginning of the head became more and more prosperous, and then the words behind him were spoken word by word: "And, the spiritual world is almost All the gods and jade are flowing out of his hands."
The three words of Qi Shenyu came out, and there was no other in the mind of everyone in the time, only these three words were left. What Danfang Dan medicine was thrown into the clouds.
If it was a hundred years ago, who knows what is the of jade. However, since the beginning of the Wanbao Building, the monks of the spiritual world have had a complete concept. A pound of habitation jade, that is a life of one's own life, there is no more exciting thing than this.
"Xiaoliu, you go back to the Zongmen, and sue Yang Chenxiu for almost all the waste!" Looking at the expressions of the people, the young man who started the head turned his heart and immediately gave orders: "This matter is very important, slow!"
The monk who just thought that Yang Chen was not irritating was the little willow in the mouth of the big young man. Hearing the instructions of the young man, he nodded and said no, he said, "Senior, I will go!"
Looking at Xiaoliu's figure, he quickly left for Zongmen. The young man who turned his head turned his gaze back to his companion. Several people's eyes slammed and everyone's face showed a tacit smile.