Mid-time.

The long night has just reached its peak, and the noisy gauze dress in the southern town is quietly fading away. The lights in the streets and alleys are like the prosperity of the day, but in the northwest direction on the other side, there is a fire that soars into the sky, and the whistle is rolling, and the black sky seems to be lit in a corner, the title page is folded and rolling, reflecting the redness of a soldering iron.

In the town, the first and second floors of Qian Yao Pavilion were already pitch black, and the third floor was like a glimmer of light behind the screen, dim and dim.

Woo woo.

The winter wind passed through the streets and alleys. As soon as Zhu Lian closed the door lock, he pulled his clothes tightly and his face was pale. This is one of the shortcomings of the divine cultivation.

Even a little bit of the power of heaven and earth, they are unable to compete.

"The Zhu family guards guard the Qian Yao Pavilion, please follow me."

In the dark night, Zhu Lian opened her black eyes, with a reserved smile on her lips, walking in front to guide Su Xian. Beside her, Zhu Tang followed her step by step, and Su Xian became a person hanging behind her, about three or five steps away, scattered and slow.

Dangdang!

The sound of gongs was heard, the dead leaves were rolling on the ancient road, and the pedestrians were bleak. Most of the cultivators who were a little capable gathered in the Dream-Wing Bamboo Forest in the northwest.

"You Zhu family let outsiders enter the Mengyi Bamboo Forest, aren't you afraid that the resources you rely on for survival will be ruined?" Su Xian was a little puzzled, and a lazy voice sounded, not afraid that others would hear it, because there were three or two figures walking on the empty streets, and they were all in a hurry.

"Young Master is joking. Our Zhu family planted the fourth-level dream-wing bamboo. The bamboo leaves are not essential when the bamboo body has not been picked off, and it is not desirable for non-special divine cultivators. This is the magic of the Creator. It takes a lot of effort to pick a leaf under the fourth level, and the fourth-level divine minds do not have much greed for the dream-wing bamboo, because the bamboo leaves have only improved them. Few people will struggle to pick leaves. This is extremely depleted for the divine mind. Only when our Zhu family was in its prime, they could withstand such torture. Now, they are really defeated."

Zhu Lian's words caused Su Xian to nod, which was why he only bought ten Dream-winged bamboo leaves before. According to him, the effect of these bamboo leaves is no longer of much use to improve Su Xian's spiritual consciousness. He bought it for research purposes. Who made Mengmiao Beast like to eat this thing?

The three of them have long and slender moon shadows. If they want to travel through this main street to the Zhu family, they will have to take at least one stick of incense.

Su Xian didn't feel anything, but Zhu Lian, after walking up, there was a slight panting sound in his mouth, and his mouth was spitting out a white mist-like heat, and his red lips turned blue. It was obvious that he couldn't stand the coldness.

Gulu.

Gulu.

After about ten minutes of walking, a sound of drinking came from behind the three of them. In the quiet night, it sounded so crisp and mellow. The wine smelled sour and drifted from afar, surrounding the tip of his nose, and there was a strong and undispersed demonic smell. As soon as he smelled it, he knew it was not ordinary wine.

Before Su Xian could feel his mind, he turned his head and looked at it. He saw a tall and vast figure walking drunk. He was two meters long, more than a little taller than Su Xian. Even if his eyes were blurred, his steps were calm, with a light shining in his eyes, and his breath was like abyss, giving Su Xian a sense of oppression as if the mountain collapsed in front of him.

Gradually, the man got closer and closer, the moonlight lit up his face and his appearance became clearer.

This man looks young, with a angular face, and heroic spirit coexist. He does not have long hair, but is almost bald, has a burly figure, but is scattered. He has a bag of wine bags on his waist. The wine bag is simple and unpretentious, as if brown-red, and a broken skin is revealed.

The closer this figure, which was as sharp as a blade, the more Su Xian felt that his eyes were as unruly as an eagle, and the drunkenness seemed to slowly fade in his eyes. His pupils were wandering like a hawk prey. Especially when he swept on Su Xian, his eyes suddenly stopped, looked high, and then moved away lightly and returned to the turbidity.

Gulu.

This man was drinking again. He couldn't walk fast, but every step was bigger than what Zhu Lian took. After a while, he caught up with Su Xian who was hanging at the end. The strong smell of alcohol rushed over, and Su Xian's expression remained unchanged.

Just as the two were about to pass each other, the young man glanced at Su Xian. After all, Su Xian's size could only be described as short in his eyes. He smiled softly, and his laughter was as indescribable as dead leaves crushed by the cold wind. He immediately smiled and his eyes were scrutinized. His voice was quite magnetic, strong and full, and he said quietly: "It's good to be talented. But it's only a good place to stop. One of the demons and one of the martial arts can't be done. If you continue to practice both demons and martial arts like this, it's equivalent to wasting your life."

After saying this, the young man withdrew his slanted gaze, as if he had never spoken before, just passed Su Xian and walked forward slowly.

Hearing the sound, Su Xian was shocked, his eyes were filled with shock, and he looked at the tall back in complexity.

This is the most ironic, merciless and incisive evaluation that Su Xian has ever heard in history.

Su Xian has always known that his cultivation has improved too quickly and has a wide range of knowledge. He has never truly accumulated his mind on one path. Perhaps the most concise and solid thing he is now not the demon martial arts or the gods, but the first-level alchemy technique that once strictly controlled by Qingyu.

Why do some people never go very far in the path of demons throughout their lives?

That's because they lack talent, so it's difficult to develop vertically, but their horizontal development is definitely terrifying. Su Xian once saw a demon king who was in his 50s while traveling to the mainland. He was just a demon king, but he mastered more than a thousand magic tricks.

These thousand kinds of magic tricks gave him a unique and sharp vision and gave him extraordinary strength, far from being as simple as a mere demon king.

This is horizontal development.

In the year when Su Xian embarked on the path of cultivation, his vertical development can definitely be described as a rapid progress, and he approached the Double King Realm in more than a year. This achievement was too shocking, but what he gave up was down-to-earth horizontal development.

Regarding the endless magic techniques, how many types of magic Su Xian has mastered?

Demon Evil Spirit Technique, Year Eye Pupil, Yanhuang Secret Technique, Sharp Technique, Blood Observation Technique, No Form.

There are only six types.

Regarding the vast martial arts of the sea, how much does Su Xiancai come into contact with?

Five styles of mountains and seas, flame body, Tengshe Fairy Walking, Ice Condensing Finger, Black and White Palm Print.

Two of the martial arts are built up by inherited crystals. Compared with ordinary martial spirits, this little trick is simply terrible.

With a divine thought, Su Xian is still a careless person.

A magic spell, a technique of repairing ancient hands, a magic suppression technique, and a ghost thief.

After all, the conditions for cultivating divine thoughts are more difficult, the recovery is slow, and the consumption is extremely fast. With this only attainment, it is understandable.

The only person Su Xian can be proud of is his third monster, Blood Kunpeng.

This is his biggest reliance on the demon cultivator now.

But this is definitely not enough, Su Xian had long realized this.

Su Xian didn't seem ashamed of the tall young man's evaluation or felt resentment that he had been exposed to the secret. He only felt a wake-up call in his mind ringing, and the golden bell was always alerting him. It was time to calm himself down.

Excessive improvement is like boosting the growth of seedlings, which will only destroy your future.

But Su Xian's heart was also stormy, because this young man had just one glance, and that glance that clearly did not belong to the category of any pupil technique was just to see Su Xian's shortcomings simply by relying on his eyesight.

What a terrible vision!

Judging from his age, he was no more than twenty years old, but such breath and such eyes made Su Xian feel dazed in front of him, and then he remembered what Ye Zhiqiu had previously explained. An identity suddenly coincided with this mysterious young man in Su Xian's guess.

The Holy Son of Tianji Academy!

"The only thing I want to remind you is that another holy son in the Tianji Academy has arrived in the Eastern Region to find an opportunity to save the Tianji Academy. This time he also targeted the Dream Beast and has already headed towards you. That kid is not a good guy. Maybe you two will meet. I am looking forward to it!"

This is what Ye Zhiqiu said before.

At this moment, Su Xian became more and more confident, and his eyes gradually became hot, staring at the slender back that had already walked to Zhu Lian.

Facing Ye Zhiqiu, Su Xian knew clearly that if he did not use the power of Qingyu or Ji Fushi, he would definitely not be Ye Zhiqiu's opponent.

Similarly, Su Xian at this moment also clearly realized that without external forces, he was no match for the young man.

Because this young man and Ye Zhiqiu are at the same level.

They are all the Holy Sons of Tianji Academy!

They are the real golden generation on this ancient continent today, and they are also the mainstay that connects the past and the future.

Su Xian is at most a cultivator who is still walking in the second or third tier. He looks at the tall and majestic backs ahead and is chasing hard.

This kind of pursuit is still far away for Su Xian today, because compared with Ye Zhiqiu and others, he is indeed more than a little bit different.

This is caused by the cultivation environment and is also an almost irreversible gap.

But Su Xian would not be discouraged. He was strong enough because he had a soft reason in his heart.

The practitioners have no boundaries, and the practitioners are the same.

Su Xian covered up the sparks in his eyes well. His eyes were deep and he quietly looked at the figure walking beside Zhu Lian. The two figures, one tall and one short, stood together, with a huge contrast, and felt like a beauty and a beast.

However, Zhu Lian had already practiced the fourth level of divine consciousness at the age of twenty-one and was gifted with a brilliant talent. Although she was a weak and boneless woman on the surface, she also had extraordinary features. I wonder what this young man said about her.

Su Xian is looking forward to it.

Sure enough, when the strange young man walked to Zhu Lian, his sharp and aggressive eyes glanced at Zhu Lian faintly, and he saw his eyebrows slightly frowning, as if he noticed a powerful soul under Zhu Lianrou's weak body. The next second he sneered and said disdainfully: "What kind of ghosts, monsters, monsters, monsters and gods."

After saying that, he picked up the wine pot and fucked a few more mouthfuls of it, leaving without looking back.

Judging from the direction he is moving forward, it is also the Dreamy Bamboo Forest in the northwest.

Su Xian was still walking behind, his eyes silently on Zhu Lian's back, but under the young man's inexplicable evaluation, Zhu Lian's back was not strange at all, and the waves were unhappy.

She was still moving in the darkness without saying anything, as if the young man’s rhetoric was not at all about her, and she turned a deaf ear to her.
Chapter completed!