Zhong Bin pretended to be surprised and said: "Which one?"
Suning tried hard to recall the medium-sized fairy clan that Ninth Senior Brother Mo Chen had mentioned to him, and said with a calm expression: "Chaojia."
Zhong Bin held up his hands hypocritically and said: "Can you let me see the identity token of the disciple of the Chao family?"
Suning bowed his head and returned the greeting: "I came in a hurry, so I didn't bring it with me. Please forgive me, two senior brothers."
Afraid that Zhong Bin would see through his lies, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and add: "After becoming a disciple of Shuiyun Immortal Realm, I haven't visited home for many years, so there is no need to carry the disciple token with me."
Zhong Bin's eyes flickered, hesitant to believe.
Qiu Bangyan said loudly: "It doesn't matter if you don't bring it with you. Let me ask you, what are the tokens of the disciples of the Chao family made of?"
"As a disciple of the Chao family, you don't even know this, right?"
Suning said vaguely: "Fine iron."
As far as he knew, from the Eight Hundred Immortal Realm to all kinds of immortal clans. Even small secular families like to use fine iron to refine tokens.
For example, the tokens of direct disciples of Wuchen Immortal Palace are made of cold essence from the bottom of the Xuanyin Sea.
However, Qiu Bangyan was not satisfied with Suning's answer. He shrugged his shoulders and asked sternly: "What kind of fine iron?"
"Is it the common Polygonatum japonica on the market, or the slightly higher-quality black jelly, or the valuable rock jelly and cold jelly?"
He was aggressive and looked like he was going to investigate thoroughly and get to the bottom of things.
Qiu Bangyan clenched his fists and said with a cold smile: "Chaojia?"
"What, you can't continue editing?"
"How about I tell you that the identity tokens of Chao family disciples are forged by rock spirits."
"The whole body is jet black, with a thumb-sized word "Chao" engraved on one side, and on the other side is a landscape painting of Qianfeng Cliff where the Chao family is located."
As soon as he finished speaking, he moved forward like a tiger with sharp fingers.
An unexpected attack. One second, the person was seven or eight meters away, and the next second, he was already standing in front of Suning.
"Uh-huh."
The fingertips swept across the void, and the scattered fairy power mixed with the sound of wind to create a harsh and sharp sound.
"Click."
Suning's figure was fragmented and disappeared strangely.
"kindness?"
Qiu Bangyan froze on the spot, closing his eyes and sensing carefully.
Zhong Bin reminded: "On the right."
People moved with the sound, and Qiu Bangyan jumped up.
He transformed into a goshawk and soared into the sky, scattering countless rays of immortal power.
"Whoosh."
Beside the courtyard wall dozens of meters away, Suning flashed again and again, blending into the world again.
"This is......"
His pupils shrank in shock, and Zhong Bin, who was waiting for a good show, changed his expression and said: "The legendary void transformation technique?"
"Qiu, Junior Brother Qiu..."
Uncontrollable shaking, like being struck by lightning.
Zhong Bin shouted with a pale face: "Quick, stop."
Thinking in a flash of lightning, his mind went blank.
The only thing he clearly recognized was that the art of transforming the void was one of the top five life-saving arts in the Eight Hundred Immortal Realm. It was a secret art created by Wenren Siyu and not passed down to others.
How could a disciple who could learn such extraordinary magic be an outer disciple of the Shuiyun Immortal Realm?
My heart was in my throat, my breathing was ragged, as if I was daydreaming.
Zhong Bin failed to stop Qiu Bangyan's attack and almost cried without tears.
