Chapter 1218: I am a nearby family

The aura sent back by Jian Nantian has been almost absorbed by Chu Yan.
However, after all, it is a state of mind, and it is not a closed environment, so this place is ten miles away, and it is obviously more powerful than other places.
At this time, the two spirit boats flew straight towards Chu Yan, but they did not approach it hurriedly, but landed about twenty miles away from Chu Yan.
Then a total of seven or eight people came out of the two boats, looking wary.
Chu Yan raised his eyelids, glanced at the other person's group, and then pulled down his eyelids.
Two of these people are Diyuanjing.
Look at the service dress, it should be the family in this neighborhood.
Although Chu Yan killed Jian Nantian, he was unwilling to reveal his identity, even as a disciple of Zongmen.
After all, the news that Jian Nantian was beheaded will be leaked sooner or later.
If Chu Yan reveals his identity here, even if he is the disciple of Tianyazong, unless he can kill all the seven or eight people, including the family behind them, he will be found sooner or later. The relationship between Jian Nantian.
The group has not provoked themselves for the time being, and Chu Yan is not so murderous, they are going to kill another whole family.
At present, their well water does not violate river water, and it is quite good to be able to maintain this state.
Anyway, he had absorbed the aura here, and after a while, picked up Jian Nantian's storage bag, he could leave.
When Chu Yan refocused on meditation, the seven or eight monks coming down from the spirit boat were looking around vigilantly.
One of them looked like a young man in his twenties. After looking at Chu Yan at the moment, he said to the middle-aged man next to him: "Uncle, you see there is a young ... there, middle-aged bald."
When saying this, the youth also felt a little strange.
He even rubbed his eyes and took a closer look.
Because he remembered that when he first glanced at the past, he was meditating there, and it seemed that he was about the same age as himself.
Why is it becoming a middle-aged bald now?
The reason is very simple. In order not to reveal his looks, Chu Yan used Qianluo ghost noodles.
But the young man didn't know about it.
After a closer look, he believed that he had been seeing.
That's a bald head.
It must be that I practiced gunfighting with a few servants last night. It was too long, so I just got dazzled.
The middle-aged man whom he called his uncle was also the leader of the group.
At this moment he glanced in the direction of Chu Yan, narrowed his eyes slightly, stared for a moment, and nodded: "I see, you look around first, and notice if there is any clue.
The aura here is obviously much richer than the surroundings, so there must be a monk falling. "
The young man curiously asked, "Uncle, which state of the monk fell?"
The middle-aged monk took out a ruler from his arms.
Above the ruler, there are rows of graduations.
He raised the ruler, held it in his hand for a moment, and a ray of light began to rise from the bottom of the ruler, and then stopped on a scale.
The young man glanced over and smirked, "The land of talent is the most important?"
"What do you know!"
The middle-aged monk frowned suddenly, yelled, "Move your brain and think about it.
We rushed over, but it took more than half an hour, and the aura here will definitely dissipate.
So the original aura here must be stronger than it is now. "
"So what do you mean, uncle?"
The youth asked quickly and cautiously.
The middle-aged monk said with a smile on his face: "It won't be more than triple the Diyuanjie."
"Uncle Gaoming!"
The young man quickly gave a thumbs-up and praised him, then he quietly pointed his finger at the direction of Chu, and whispered to the middle-aged monk: "Uncle, that person, what do you think of him?"
The middle-aged monk narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a deep voice, "After a while, he can't run anyway, look at the situation first."
"Good."
The young man nodded, then took a deep breath, his face intoxicated.
Chu Yan, while meditating, was also watching the group's actions.
Although the other party is twenty miles away from him.
But in the wild, defense is indispensable.
The other side has a number advantage, and one of those two territories is also triple.
Chu Yan can not cause trouble, but it does not mean that the group has no bad ideas in their hearts.
After all, killing and winning treasures in the wild are still common among monks' sisters.
The group was not close to Chu Yan, except for the middle-aged monk who had the highest level and a young man who did not move. The others were scattered, holding a weird ruler in their hands and walking around. Come and go.
After about a quarter of an hour, Chu Yan saw that the scattered group of people reassembled to the middle-aged monk, holding the ruler in his hand, and gesturing toward Chu Yan from time to time.
Seeing each other's actions, Chu Yan groaned slightly.
Jian Nantian returned most of the aura of heaven and earth, most of them have been absorbed by him.
The rest are about 10% to 20% of the original.
Even if he continued to meditate here, he could not absorb much.
Rather than leaving unnecessary trouble because of your stay.
So he stood up, planning to search Jian Nantian's body and take away the loot.
But at this time, the middle-aged monk of the group took a step towards Chu Yan and said loudly, "This Taoist, we are a nearby family. May I help you?
Chu Yan looked at the other person: "Which family do you belong to, report your name?"
The middle-aged monk suddenly hesitated and said, "This guy looks very young and is very sophisticated."
He said he was a nearby family, mainly to relax Chu Yan's vigilance.
Without the registration number, it is to prevent the other party from possible retaliation.
Just reporting the family without signing up for the number can show that he has a bad idea in his heart.
Chu Yan was sneer again and again, seeing that the other party should not, he simply stopped talking to the other party, walked to Jian Nantian's body, and began to look up.
A storage bag, very good, now surname Chu.
Well, the long sword that Jian Nantian carried with him was still in his hand before he died, and he is now also named Chu.
The robe worn by Jian Nantian was originally a defense weapon.
It's just a pity that it was completely smashed by the eight-point broken sword formation, and now there is no value in material recycling.
When the group saw Chu Yan began to examine the body and cleaned the battlefield, they immediately became anxious.
They came here this time on the one hand to wonder what happened here in the early hours of the morning, and on the other hand they naturally wanted to take the opportunity to see if there were any unexpected gains.
Now it seems that the harvest is in sight. If our side does not take the initiative any more, I am afraid that nothing will be obtained.