Chapter 2 Anecdotes and Talent Geometry Accidentally Hit the Storm

(Second update, thank you for the reward of two students, Xingbowan and Cup Idol! Goldfish is grateful~)

The white light flashed, and there was a layer of haze rolling on the surface of the dragon crystal.

The first floor of the noisy Yujing Building suddenly became silent, and all eyes turned to the dragonfly crystal.

"Good afternoon, Taoist friends. I'm your old friend Yuwen. To be honest, I'm really unhappy with delaying practice every day. You look at me every day. I'm not happy to look at a stone every day and talk to myself. However, as a professional person and an alternate elder of Nanluzong, I have no choice but to chat again..."

A young figure with a clean face and a smile between his eyebrows appeared in the dragonfly crystal. He waved a feather fan and kept talking. His words were humorous and rich in expression, which made the diners in the lobby burst into laughter.

As soon as Zhang Yanfu saw this guy named Yuwen appear in it, he thought it was the soul body in the sealed stone. The wine glass in his hand shook and sprinkled a table, and his face was stunned.

Han Bin sneered and whispered, "When I first saw this man appear in it, he was more unbearable than you. He almost lifted the table and shouted in his mouth, 'Bold and evil, still can't you die?' Hahaha, don't mention how shameful it was at that time.

Zhang Yan shook the wine stains on his hands, looked at the usual people around him, and also lowered his voice and said, "Me too. I almost waved a real Yuan just now..."

Han Bin's scalp was numb. He knew that the power of Zhang Yan's blow now destroyed the dragonfly crystals in front of him. He quickly whispered, "You have to hold back. After a while, the picture turns, and there are more strange things. If you wave to break it, we will be in big trouble. We are not afraid to offend this group of old men who look at the dragonfly. We are afraid that Yu Jingzong will come to us and insist on compensating for a piece of lizard crystal. That's brother and my It's not enough to search for ten thousand spiritual stones..."

Han Bin's chatty problem broke out again. He muttered for a long time and looked up at Zhang Yan staring at the rage crystal. He didn't listen to him at all. He couldn't help but feel grumbling. He curled his lips and turned his head to look at the rage crystal.

"I admit that I envy the profession of alchemist. They sit on their buttocks all day long, pinch their tips, and the spiritual stones roll into their pockets. Who doesn't envy? Who doesn't want to be a rich, powerful and respected alchemist?

"Gentlemen, young talents from all walks of life in China and Turkey, now this is the opportunity! You don't have to be envious. You just need to sign up to join Nanluzong in a year, and you may become a personal disciple of an alchemist. But..."

Yuwen seemed to see the hot eyes of the people in the lobby, excited eyes, and satisfied his appetite. Then he waved the feather fan in his hand and said, "But the conditions are a little harsh. After heavy screening and layers of tests, you can only become a lucky person if you meet the conditions. Maybe not one out of hundreds of thousands..."

The mood of everyone in the lobby was completely controlled by Yuwen. Just now, it was hot and the heart was infinitely beautiful, but at this time, it was poured with a basin of cold water, and the eyes were also a little dim.

But listen to Yuwen continue to say, "However, everyone, as your old friend, this opportunity is really precious. It's like a pie falling from the sky. Although the probability of being selected is a little slim, it is a great opportunity to recruit talents in the whole Middle-earth like Nanluzong. Yes, which one of you has seen it? I dare not say no, but who is in the ranks of the Seven Middle-earth sects like Nanluzong? Objectively speaking, it's fucking incredible for a major faction to give this opportunity..."

Everyone laughed, and there was another hope in their hearts.

When Zhang Yan saw this scene, he couldn't help saying to Han Bin, "This man's mouth is much more slippery than you."

Han Bin smiled awkwardly and was about to explain when a loud shout came from Yujing Tower.

"Long Zhankun, Grandpa will teach you a good lesson today. Where did you rob my woman and let Grandpa put his face?"

The people in the lobby were stunned and continued to stare at the rumin, listening to what happened outside.

Han Bin's face changed and he said anxiously, "It's the voice of Dachun. His grandma's. I have to go out and have a look." After saying that, he stood up and walked out in a hurry.

Great Spring? Zhang Yan also stood up and walked out.

He really didn't know that Han Bin had such a friend. He had been dormant at home for the past two years and didn't care about everything in Hanlou City. He even knew little about Han Bin. At this time, seeing that Han Bin seemed to have a good relationship with this spring, he hurried out and drew a knife to help him or help Zhou to abuse him, he could not ignore it.

Out of the Yujing Tower, it was like walking out of the charcoal stove and falling into the ice cellar. The strong wind and snowflakes roared, and it was piercingly cold. In the cold winter wind with heavy snow, two young people stood opposite each other, and they were already surrounded by people watching the scene.

One of these two young people's faces is as pale as paper and the other is as black as charcoal, but the clothes on their bodies are more gorgeous and exquisite.

Han Bin, who came out earlier, stood next to the pale-faced young man. Needless to say, he was the big spring in Han Bin's mouth. The dark carbon-like guy was naturally Long Zhankun.

The two stared angrily, with snowflakes on their faces, and the wind hit them. It seemed that they could not stop their eyes from killing each other.

Zhang Yan noticed that there was a beautiful woman dressed in purple mink in front of the crowd. She frowned and hovered anxiously between Dachun and Long Zhankun.

Through Dachun's scolding just now, Zhang Yan probably understood what was happening in front of him.

It's another scene where two very vulgar duffian are jealous of a woman. Zhang Yan shook his head. Seeing that the two had not do anything, he put his hands on his chest and stood in the crowd to watch coldly. He had no good impression on such a duffian. If it weren't been for Han Bin, he wouldn't even bother to look at it.

After Dachun and Long Zhankun scolded for a while, Han Bin also came up and, together with Dachun, the dirty words in his mouth poured down like pouring rain. Han Bin is a talkative. Zhang Yan has a deep understanding of it. He is not surprised that Han Bin can spit out endless and unconventional dirty words, but he gradually frowned.

"Fuck you." Long Zhankun shouted loudly, and a red color flashed on his dark face. The spear pointed to Han Bin, who was still moving, "What the hell are you? Do you have a shit right to get involved? What's wrong with your stupidity in the matter between our two families? Believe it or not, I will destroy your whole family!"

Han Bin was stagnant and had not yet opened his mouth. Dachun, who was pale next to him, said, "Your mother, this is my brother. Naturally, he is from the Qi family. If you want to destroy his family, do you mean to destroy my Qi family?"

Han Bin said, "Brother Dachun, robbing your woman is no different from robbing my woman. You can do it. Brother, I will cheer you by your side. Our brother is open and aboveboard. You can't let others laugh more and bully him less. Overturn him and ruin his dick!"

"Okay, okay, okay, what if I fucking destroy your Qi clan today?" Long Zhankun's face was distorted, and he shouted loudly, choking! A pale golden flying sword suddenly flew out, but the target was Han Bin, who was cheering.

Long Zhankun said he would fight and was about to say a few harsh words. Dachun, who fought again, was stunned and completely stunned. Han Bin was not stunned. The flying sword was shot at him. He didn't care about anything else. He shook his hand and shot a fiery red sword and met him head.

Touch, a loud noise.

Han Bin's red flying sword trembled all over and fell to the ground crookedly. The dead fish jumped twice and did not move.

However, Long Zhankun's light golden flying sword made a clear sound and shot out at Han Bin again.

When Zhang Yan pulled the corners of his mouth, he saw that Long Zhankun had only built the foundation in the middle period, which was the same as that of Han Bin and the young man named Dachun. Han Bin was beaten and fell down by others. He suddenly felt that his face was shameful and humiliating. He secretly asked you to practice. If you don't listen, it's good. You can't even beat a dhod. What a coward!

Zhang Yan decided that unless he encountered the worry of his life this time, he would never save Han Bin. This man suffered a little and had a long memory, which may be conducive to his future practice.

At this time, Dachun was awakened by the loud sound of two swords intermingling. Seeing the situation in front of him, he was furious. He reached out his hand and threw out more than a dozen water-blue flying knives, three light golden flying swords that stopped Han Bin from shooting, and the remaining ten Chaolong Zhankun swarmed away.

"Two hit one? I'm afraid you won't make it?" Long Zhanye laughed wildly, took out a thick pile of flowing runes, and quickly sprinkled them out. Then he saw that the runes rose when they saw the wind, instantly turned into more than a dozen colorful weapons, axes, hooks and forks, knives, guns, sticks, and a lot of dense twists and turns. In the blink of an eye, he drowned more than a dozen water-blue flying knives.

Zhang Yan's eyes condensed, is this the five-eed symbol?

Fu urn is a kind of magic weapon refined by monks with various materials. Because Fu urn can be easily used without consuming many real yuan, and the materials consumed are relatively small, so it is deeply favored by monks. Although Zhang Yan had heard of it, he saw it for the first time. At this time, when he saw the shining weapon transformed by Fu in the sky, he couldn't help but have an impulse to grab it and study it carefully.

"You're so shameless. You think you only have five-e elements, fuck!" Dachun pooh, spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm, waved a dozen thick charms, waved out and sprinkled them out, as if inadveted tens of thousands of gold in the brothel brothel, and his movements were very coquettish.

Dachun's action interrupted Zhang Yan's idea of grabbing a rune. He touched his chin, and the light in his eyes flashed. He thought that he might get some without grabbing...

At this time, as the spring sprinkled a lot of runes, a large number of weapons with different colors of light flow appeared in the air, turning into a cloud roaring towards the dragon war field.

The wind and snow between heaven and earth seem to have been interrupted by this five-color charm with great power, which is stagnant in the air and cannot be forward.