On this side, Zhao Feifei had already arrived at Jiang's box and whispered: "Fellow Daoist Siqing, the elite disciple of Xia Luo Sect, Zhao Feifei is the disciple of Senior Yan Nanxian."
"I've seen fellow Taoists! Please sit down!"
Jiang's face was calm and her tone was not turbulent.
"I thank fellow Taoist!"
Zhao Feifei took a happy life and sat down.
She was born into a wealthy family and was also a disciple of Luo Sect. She was elegant in every move, every frown and smile, and was quite charming, as charming as a peerless pearl.
She smiled slightly and expressed her intention: "Fellow Daoist should be his first time going to the Shengyuan Continent or the entire Central Galaxy."
"That's true!" Jiang nodded.
"Fellow Taoist may not know that the Shengyuan Continent regards the strong as respect and the weak as ants. Thousands of gates coexist, thousands of races stand together, heroes rise together, and the saints compete for hegemony, which is very chaotic, and the cultivators are extremely bloody and cruel."
Zhao Feifei has delicate facial features, fair skin like a jade carving, and a very elegant face, as if she is not as good as the world's fireworks, and her beautiful spirit is gathered in her body.
"The so-called wood is beautiful and the wind will destroy it, especially a young handsome man like a fellow Taoist. Walking in the world will inevitably attract the covetousness of many powerful people. If you want to kill them, you have to be careful!"
Zhao Feifei is a person with a variety of charm, pure and lustful, and has excellent eloquence. She is extremely good at bewitching, making people feel like they are bathed in the spring breeze, and their minds are naturally removed, and even they feel admiration.
In the previous life, when she came into contact with Zhao Feifei, Jiang even suspected that she might have practiced the way of joy and the art of charming foxes.
"That's true. Someone who came to the land for the first time should act with his heart!"
Jiang said calmly.
"This is just a treatment of symptoms but not the root cause."
Zhao Feifei smiled bitterly and said, "The real method is to find a backer and join forces to warm up. Who dares to mess with you in the future?"
“Fellow Taoist means…”
Jiang laughed slightly in his heart, is Yan Nanxian so impatient?
Zhao Feifei smiled and said, "Luo Sect is one of the top ten gods, second only to the five holy places. It ranks sixth on the vast Holy Yuan Continent. Among the sects, there is a sacred genius who transforms the gods at the peak. Fellow Daoist Ruo
I am interested in joining, and I am willing to recommend it to my mentor Yan Nanxian to meet you."
"Isn't it a good thing to climb the long fairy path together in the future?"
In the end, her eyes fell down, her head slightly tilted, shy and timid, like a delicate flower shining on the water, making people imagine that no man could resist this temptation.
"Thank you for your love, but I'm really sorry, I've always been a casual cultivator, and I'm used to chatting with you. I can't stand the sect's constraints."
Jiang Wei bowed slightly and politely refused.
Zhao Feifei was quite surprised and looked at Jiang in disbelief.
She never expected that Jiang would refuse her invitation.
After all, Luo Zong is indeed a holy place for cultivation on the Shengyuan Continent. Even on the Shengyuan Continent, there are countless young men who want to enter the school and become their disciples. It is like a smoke coming from the ancestral tomb. Not to mention Jiang
monks from remote galaxies.
What's more, she also gave some ambiguous hints.
"This is Luo Zong, how can you refuse!" Next to him, Guo Chuandong was even more jealous and his eyes were red, as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, wishing he could pry open Jiang's head and see what structure it was. But when Jiang's face turned out to be
If he remains unchanged, he dares not go too far.
Zhao Feifei once again said earnestly, "Fellow Daoist Siqing, I wonder if you have listened to my words just now. The Black Sun Star Domain you are in seems vast and vast, but compared with the central galaxy, it is just a muddy slum to the vast ocean.
Like the Black Sun Star Domain, you are naturally very conspicuous in the remote star domain. But when you reach the central galaxy, it is as vast as dust. Nothing else is that you may not be able to resist the Haozong you offended and the sect you are backed by Yang Wu.
live!"
"Fellow Daoist Zhao, don't waste your time. I've decided!"
Jiang refused again.
It's only a few things that he went to the Shengyuan Continent.
First, looking for Huang Ling'er, you don't have to take her away, at least protect her. Second, wait for the treasure to be born and help you reach the realm of God Transformation. Third, you help the young master of Hongfeng City Lin Yang and others in their previous lives.
Old friend. Fourth, they are naturally exterminated enemies such as Yan Nanxian in the past.
But treasure hunting is the first priority. Before this, he needs to act low-key and is unwilling to cause trouble. He should not let conflicts break out early and attract the attention of giants in the Nine Immortal Realm.
"Forget it. When will you figure it out? Come to Luo Zong to find me again!"
Zhao Feifei sighed helplessly, stood up, but before leaving, she shook her head and said regretfully:
"Do you know that my mentor hasn't had the idea of accepting disciples for many years? Do you know what you have lost if you reject Luo Zong and my mentor?"
"You missed an opportunity to make you less struggling for a hundred years!"
"If I had such an opportunity in the early days, I'm afraid I'd already become a god-transformed person!"
Jiang shook his head and chuckled, "You are you, I am me, don't look at me with your eyes. In your opinion, it is an opportunity to join Luo Sect, but in my opinion, it is not worth mentioning!"
"Hmph. Be arrogant!"
After hearing this, Zhao Feifei's slight affection for Jiang was exhausted. She snorted coldly and left.
After Zhao Feifei left, facing Guo Chuandong who was trying hard to persuade him, Jiang smiled without saying a word. With a pair of deep eyes, he looked at the Storm Star Belt outside the car window and smiled secretly in his heart.
"In your eyes, remote star fields such as the Black Sun Star Domain Milky Way are not worth mentioning and inconspicuous."
"But I don't know that I once ascended to the supreme divine realm of the Nine Immortals in my previous life. Isn't this Holy Yuan Continent and the entire central galaxy just flowing through mud?"
"If you let you fight hard to survive, fight for power and profit, you are still just a mortal. You will never become an immortal or a god. There will always be one whose life span will be exhausted and will turn into loess. But I, after a thousand years and ten thousand years, I may have reached the monarchy of Hongmeng.
God, I have seen forever!"
...
Zhao Feifei returned to her private room and sat down angrily.
"What's wrong? He refused?"
Yan Nanxian's face was calm, as if nothing unexpected happened.
"That boy seems peaceful and humble, but in fact he is arrogant and arrogant in his heart. He made up his mind and did not take our Luo Sect seriously without relying on the sect family! How can such a person live for ten or half a month when he arrives in the Shengyuan Continent?"
Zhao Feifei said with contempt:
"The stubborn and unreal, and the real rotten wood cannot be carved!"
Yan Beifei also looked contemptuous and smiled: "This kind of monk is very common, and he didn't realize the terror of the central galaxy. The Holy Yuan Continent is transformed into a god like rain, and the saint like clouds. All the saints returning to the void in the Holy Yuan Continent,
They just pressed over their galaxies. They thought the Shengyuan Continent was like a remote countryside where they were located."
"This person is very strange. Maybe it is the best house for your father. Beifei, please pay attention to him, but don't act rashly!"
Yan Nanxian's eyes were deep.
"Yes! Father!" Yan Beifei's face changed and he quickly agreed.
Yan Nanxian closed his eyes, his eyes lowered, and gradually immersed in the cultivation, his breath seemed to be there or there, as if it was an old turtle.