"What a beautiful little girl, I've never seen her outside the door before!"
"You don't look like an outer disciple in your dress."
"My vision is shallow, that's not a human being at all, but a beast of clouds and spirits!"
"What did you say, the beast of cloud spirit?"
On the deck, everyone looked amazed and talked a lot.
As if they were afraid of Fang Xiu's attention, their expressions and eyes were all restrained.
But the discussion was not quiet, I was afraid that Fang Xiu wouldn't hear it!
"How can a trainee disciple have Yun Ling maid? Who is he?"
"It is very likely that he is the illegitimate son of the elder of the sect, but his talent is too poor to directly enter the inner sect!"
"If it is true as you said, he is just overdoing it in the outer sect. For us, building the foundation is as difficult as climbing to the sky, but for the second generation of the sect, just pile up the medicine!"
"It's so irritating to compare people to each other!"
"It's superficial. Meeting the second generation of the sect is a good opportunity for us to climb to the top of the sect..."
The sound floated from a distance, and Fang Xiu shook his head helplessly.
In the world of cultivating immortals, human kindness and sophistication are also indispensable.
It's a pity that he is not the second generation of Zong among the people. Once he is entangled by these people, he will have to spend a lot of time to explain.
"Bai'er, let's go!"
Just as Fang Xiu was about to take Bai Ling'er to the room, the crowd on the deck started to commotion again.
"How come the elite disciples of the inner sect appear on the immortal boat of the outer sect?"
"Six swords, so majestic!"
"He is following an ordinary outer disciple. Is that female disciple also the illegitimate daughter of the elder of the sect?"
"Idiot, I'm trying to pick up girls!"
"There are already too many monks in the outer sect, so why don't you give us a way to survive as singles? Hey TUI!"
Everyone was talking quietly, but the sound seemed louder than before...
"Six swords, Xie Asan?"
Fang Xiu looked up and saw Xie Asan walking onto the Yunzhou boat beside Huyan Jingyao.
Huyan Jingyao was depressed and lowered her head to look at her feet.
Xie Asan looked like he only had Jingyao in his eyes and no world at all.
The two of them walked past Fang Xiu, but "surprised" no one saw him.
"Miss Jingyao is not worth feeling sad for that kind of person. If you can't let go, I will go find him now and kill him with one sword!"
"Aji, I don't allow you to hurt Brother Fang Xiu. He has not sorry for me!" Huyan Jingyao was about to cry, her voice full of sadness: "It's all my own fault. How can I be worthy of such an excellent person like him?"
!”
"Then I will kill that Yunling beast, and Fang Xiu can be with you!"
Xie Asan also had a look of grief on his face. He felt Huyan Jingyao's pain tenfold!
"Absolutely not, that is the Ninth Elder's spiritual beast. If you kill her, the Ninth Elder will never let you go!"
Huyan Jingyao shook her head desperately: "We have a close relationship, I admit it!"
"As long as you can be happy, I can go through mountains and seas of fire!"
Xie Asan had no hesitation and clenched his fists loudly.
The two of them disappeared into the cabin one after the other.
"Why don't we go down? It won't be too late to start again tomorrow!"
Fang Xiu has a big head.
Even if the two of them don't see themselves today, they will still be able to see them when they get off the boat tomorrow.
Xie Asan licked Huyan Jingyao like crazy, and he actually split himself in half when he was so excited. He was so unjust.
After all, he really didn't do anything.
"Brother, don't be afraid. I'm carrying the magic weapon for protection given by the master!"
Bai Ling'er patted the brocade pouch tied around her waist: "Under the golden elixir realm, I have nothing to fear!"
"Okay then!"
Fang Xiu saw that Bai Ling'er was full of confidence, so he nodded.
"Junior brother, Yin Zhijian, please be polite!"
He didn't escape those who should have. A gentle young boy with five or six outer disciples blocked Fang Xiu's way.
"Junior brother looks unfamiliar, as if he is going to a cold land for the first time!"
Yin Zhijian (supporting role) smiled very kindly, his eyes only stayed on Bai Ling'er for a moment, and then returned to Fang Xiu's face again.
"Hello, Senior Brother Yin. This is indeed the first time that Junior Brother has left the sect!"
Fang Xiu nodded without hitting the smiling person when he went out.
"The Cold Land is different from the orderly atmosphere of the Shenxiao Middle Territory. The people there are complex, with disciples from the seven major sects and many smaller sects gathered together. It is a lawless place!"
"Everything depends on your fists. Whoever has a stronger fist will be justified!"
Yin Zhijian smiled and said: "Although we carry the brand of Xuantian Haozong, other forces and casual cultivators will give us some face on the surface, but secretly it is very dangerous!"
"Junior brother, if you don't mind, you can walk with us after we get off the boat tomorrow, and we'll be able to take care of you to some extent."
"No need, we can do it!"
Before Fang Xiu could answer, Bai Ling'er rushed to speak.
"Brother Fang Xiu, let's go!"
Bai Ling'er said, picked up Fang Xiu and left.
"Senior Brother Yin, please forgive me!"
Fang Xiu smiled apologetically and was pulled into the cabin by Bai Linger.
"Senior Brother Yin, the second generation of Zong will not accept your favor!"
After Fang Xiu left, behind Yin Zhijian, a fat middle-aged man with a mustache smiled coldly: "We just have to do our job well. As long as we accomplish that, promotion to Foundation Establishment will be easy, or we will reach the Golden Core Realm."
, we also have a slight possibility!”
"Promoting to the golden elixir is not easy. Even if we succeed this time, without twenty or thirty years of hard work, it will be difficult to become a golden elixir. Before that, we must cling to a sect elder!"
Yin Zhijian shook his head: "Otherwise, we won't be able to protect that treasure at all, and someone will always discover it!"
"But that cloud-spirited beast obviously doesn't like us!" the middle-aged fat man snorted.
"It's just a Yunling Beast, just kill it in a moment!" Yin Zhijian said calmly: "Senior Brother Zhao Zhijing, the treasure we got last time happened to be the nemesis of the Yunling Beast, but if we kill it directly, it seems a little bit...
What a waste of natural resources!"
"How about..., hey hey hey!"
The two looked at each other and smiled knowingly.
…
"The show has been laying the groundwork for the plot since yesterday, and many characters appeared today. I feel like a big drama is about to come!"
""I Really Can Become an Immortal" is said to have the largest investment scale and the largest scenes in history. The previous scenes were just trivial fights and appetizers!"
"The plot has finally begun, and I am looking forward to it more and more!"
Half a minute ago, when Bai Ling'er pulled Fang Xiu into the cabin, the screen that originally had Fang Xiu as the main perspective suddenly split.
Although in the middle of the picture, 80% of the screen still has Fang Xiu as the main perspective.
But on both sides of the screen, two small screens appeared.
New images and perspectives emerge.
One of them is based on the plot of Hu Yan Jingyao and Xie Asan.
The second piece is a picture of Yin Zhijian and Zhao Zhijing.
"Dear audience friends, after the early broadcast of the program, the real world of cultivation is slowly beginning!"
"As the most powerful reality show in history, although the main perspective of the show is Fang Xiu, the real supporting characters also have their own different destinies and stories!"
"In the story of the supporting characters, they are also their own protagonists!"
"From today on, as the plot develops, the program team will provide you with more perspectives and pictures. Audience friends can continue to follow Fang Xiu, or they can switch the main and secondary pictures according to their own preferences and take on the fate of the supporting characters!"
In the live broadcast room, the voice of a small sand sounded softly.