The state machine can always burst out, the powerful energy beyond imagination, a temporary teleportation array connecting the stadium and the royal capital, which cost countless, was built overnight. After the rigorous test confirmed that there was no problem, the cultivator in charge of the matter came to report with respect, and received a great praise from the royal envoy.
"My little friends, the teleportation array is ready, and we will soon arrive at the capital. Because it is a newly opened teleportation line, and the time is tight, it has not been carefully debugged, so there may be some bumps in the transmission process. , everyone, please be patient for a little while, and you will naturally feel comfortable when you arrive at the capital." The special envoy said with a smile, his slightly chubby round face was full of geniality, which made it easy to make people feel good.
Swah—
The space was slightly distorted, and Yun Yilan, Ming Siyuan, and Yuan Tiangang, the three super-powerful figures of the sea, appeared at the same time. The special envoy trotted all the way over, nodded and bowed in salute, which made people feel a little tired.
A trace of disgust flashed in Yun Yilan's eyes, but he didn't say much, just instructed lightly, "Turn on the teleportation." He turned around and falsely cited, "Ming Zun, Yuan Zun, please."
"Cloud worship please."
The three entered the teleportation formation together.
The special envoy didn't have the slightest bit of annoyance at the cold reception, still smiling, and arranged for the thirteen young monks in front of him to enter the array in turn.
There should have been only ten people who were qualified to go to the capital, but with the buffer of one night, many things could be changed. Therefore, the temporary increase in the number of places has become the thirteen people in front of us.
"Wait!" In the anxious voice, several cultivators trotted over, and the middle-aged cultivator in the lead had a blue face and gritted his teeth: "The special envoy, we agreed, please let the kid in."
Next to him, a young monk in a blue gown, his expression turned red slightly because of excitement.
The special envoy smiled and said, "Patriarch Nandong, I'm really sorry, the quota has already been set, so it's not easy to change it. If necessary, next time."
These words almost made the Nandong family and his party spit blood together, next time your sister, missed the refining of Shengsheng Good Fortune Pill this time, and the next time I don't know how many years later!
The owner of Nandong took a deep breath and squeezed out a smile, "Please let the special envoy accommodate one or two, we are willing to pay extra..."
The special envoy interrupted him with a wave of his hand, "The teleportation has already been activated, and this envoy has an important task at hand, so I will stay soon and say goodbye."
Turn around and walk towards the teleportation array.
The young man of the Nandong family couldn't bear it anymore, the creation in front of him flew out of his hands, gnashing his teeth and cursing, "What is it, but one too..."
The next words could not be said, because the special envoy turned his head and looked at him lightly.
click—
click—
This is chattering teeth.
The face of the Nandong Patriarch changed greatly, "The special envoy is merciful!"
Yun Yilan said coldly, "Five wounds, dare to do something disgusting and spoil the appetite of this deity, I can't spare you."
The special envoy hurriedly retracted his eyes and smiled humbly, "Of course, everything follows the orders of worship."
He stepped into the teleportation array quickly, as if nothing had happened just now, but the moment he entered the teleportation array, the young man from the Nandong family suddenly fell to the ground, twitching between his nose and mouth, and a sticky gush gushed out. The thick and foul-smelling pitch-black blood, as if his internal organs had rotted away.
The head of the Nandong Patriarch was trembling, but he didn't dare to say a word. He turned around and gave a low drink, and hurried away with his only son. In the teleportation formation, the hearts of the thirteen young monks were awe-inspiring at the same time. Unexpectedly, this special envoy, who smiled before saying a word, made people feel like a spring breeze, was actually a character with such sharp and ruthless means.
Today I learned another lesson, if the real person is not good at appearance, in the future, in front of the special envoy, he should be more respectful and cautious.
hum—
The rich spiritual light rose into the sky, the frontal space was distorted, and the figures of everyone in the teleportation array suddenly disappeared.
Although the special envoy has already reminded him, the bumps in the transmission process are still unbearable. After an unknown amount of time, the dazzling colors in front of him suddenly disappeared. Qin Yu hurriedly took a deep breath, pressed his chest and rolled over, even though he didn't care much about the sights of the surrounding royal capital.
"Ouch~" Among the thirteen young junior cultivators, except for Bai Fengfeng, another female, after holding back for a while, finally couldn't hold back, she turned her head and vomited. When she vomited, everyone's patience was completely destroyed, and the filth was flying all over for a while, and the sour smell was rolling in.
Qin Yu wanted to hold on, but he didn't know that the companion next to him, called Wuyuan, had something to eat this morning, and the smell of the yellowish liquid was really unbearable. So he turned his head and spit and spit with everyone, hearty.
The three Canghai super strong, their faces did not change in the slightest, they stepped out of the teleportation formation, and let the juniors throw filth behind them. The special envoy looked guilty, came over from time to time, patted this, and patted that, really competent to the extreme.
It's a pity to see the special envoy's face, and people can't help but think of the fate of the young monk from the Nandong family, and the mucus that spewed from the mouth and nose... So the special envoy helped the young people, and the vomit became even more enjoyable.
After a long time, the young people who created the pollution finally stopped and walked out of the teleportation array with a look of anxiety. Fortunately, they basically thought too much. Although there was a very high-standard reception team outside the teleportation array, it had nothing to do with them. The capital of Nanyue Kingdom is where the elites of the entire country are gathered, but the arrival of three super-powerful men in the ocean is still enough for them to bow their noble heads.
Yun, Ming, and Yuan were respectfully invited to the luxury car, which had been waiting for a long time. It is foreseeable that there will be a high-end banquet to entertain the three.
Young people, although there are also special cars, but they are only parked in the corners, inconspicuous, a bus that can accommodate 20 people.
Hmm... The name of the bus is indeed a bit strange, but everyone in the whole land of gods and demons calls it that way, and the Nanyue Kingdom naturally follows the public.
Although the interior of this bus is extremely comfortable, it is really far from the treatment of the three statues in the sea. Especially in the bus, the indifferent expressions of the three official monks made the atmosphere inside the bus rather dull.
The reason is very simple, these three official monks are all experts in the spirit realm.
The reason why Tianjiao is called Tianjiao is because they represent the hope and achievements of the future.
Here, the word "future" is the key.
Of the ten geniuses who can break through the soul, there are at most three or four people, and among these three or four people, those who can go further and achieve the realm of the sea... According to the strict statistical probability, the hope is extremely small and can almost be ignored.
Therefore, the cultivator of the soul does not need to look up to the thirteen, the best in the official competition of the Nanyue Kingdom, which is why the atmosphere at the moment is dull.
However, there are always surprises. For example, Qin Yu now enjoys a completely different treatment from the other twelve companions. "Fellow Daoist Ning Qin, please sit here." The official monk opened his mouth with a smile, "These four chairs are specially custom-made, we will arrive in a while, it will be more comfortable to sit on."
Qin Yu thanked him and sat down with the three spirit monks.
"How does Daoist Ning Qin feel now? I heard that the transfer process was too bumpy. Drink a bottle of iced sour plum juice to feel better." After speaking, he took out a jade bottle and saw that the packaging was tall. After opening it. The light sweet and sour taste makes people feel comfortable after taking a sip.
goo-
I don't know who swallowed a mouthful of spit, and in this dull atmosphere, it was very clear.
Qin Yu looked over, Bai Fengfeng's face was slightly red, but she tried to keep calm, with an indifferent expression like what you see me doing. He smiled and handed over the plum juice, "You drink it, I feel fine."
Bai Fengfeng looked grateful, thinking that Brother Baoyu really loves me, took a drink, and glanced at the envious eyes of several people, a hint of smugness appeared in his eyes.
"Hehe, I was negligent. I forgot to give Miss Bai a bottle. Fellow Daoist Ning Qin, let's drink some." Then he took out another bottle.
Unfortunately, others still don't have one.
This contempt is too obvious. Most of the young monks in the car are from good backgrounds, especially those who have grievances with Qin Yu and Bai Fengfeng, the more unbearable they are. For example, we were seriously injured and were on the verge of death. Classmate Zhao Jiutian who has become alive and well.
A light hum, although not heavy, can still be heard. The official cultivator who took out two bottles of sour plum juice, his eyes fell on him, but he didn't say much, but it was soon known to everyone, not speaking does not mean that he has no opinion in his heart.
The bus stopped at the southeast of the Royal Capital, an area of exquisitely built single-family houses. The three Spiritual Soul cultivators went down first and said indifferently: "You stay in the Royal Capital for a while, and temporarily live here. I will assign the accommodation below."
Qin Yu's house is naturally the best. It is close to the small lake, lined with green trees, and the breeze carries a touch of water vapor, which makes people feel refreshed.
Bai Fengfeng is next to him, although the position is a little back, but it is also very good.
Then there was the Wuyuan, who smelled very ecstatic. Seeing his expression, he was very satisfied with his residence.
Then came a series of assignments. Hei Beibei, who got the quota, also got an ordinary single-family courtyard by taking the relationship.
Zhao Jiutian couldn't hold back, because until now, his residence had not been assigned, and all the well-positioned houses within sight already had owners.
Although it is the same for monks wherever they live, there is still a need to take care of things like face. Especially our classmate Zhao Jiutian, who pretends to be from an extraordinary background, although the game was disrupted, the son and mother Yin Yang Dan on the fifth rank is also proud enough.
"Cough! Dare to ask the three, where does Zhao live?"
The official cultivator of Sour Plum Juice said lightly, "Fellow Daoist Zhao Jiutian, the houses here are all set up properly, and I can only apologise for you to live on the opposite side."
Looking at his eyes, Zhao Jiutian didn't mention it in one breath, he almost fainted, his face was ashen as if he had swallowed an extra-large fly.
The young people sighed in their hearts, worthy of being a cultivator of Wangdu, but he didn't give any face to the temple, and acted very domineeringly.
That is the location opposite the small lake, although it is considered quiet, but the residence is more than one level lower than this side. The low and dense courtyard is obviously prepared for some unimportant people.