Seeking immortality.

Chapter 432 Yuan Ying Patriarch
Youdao means that those who know the current affairs are heroes, the old man doesn't want to be like all the juniors, being punched and kicked by Qin Yan three times, and his nose is bruised and his face is swollen.

It's really not worth it, or it's not necessary. Rather than end up like that, it's better to admit defeat decently.

The old man made a very wise decision. He didn't really panic. After all, this is the main rudder of our sect, and the other party dared not do too much due to emotion and reason. Qin Yan has always kept restraint on this point. It can be seen without killing.

Hearing that the opponent had conceded defeat, Qin Yan really stopped what he was doing.

The two looked at each other, and the soap-robed old man sighed, with a serious expression on his face: "Who is your Excellency, what kind of grievances do you have with Baiqiaogu, and why are you so bold to come to the head of our sect to make trouble?" ?”

Although the opponent's strength is far superior to his own, he still maintains a calm expression on his face. Firstly, he does not want to lose face in front of a strong enemy, and secondly, he also believes that the opponent will not dare to act recklessly. No matter how heroic he is, he would never want to walk out of the main helm of his sect alive.

This confidence is still there. After all, Baiqiao Valley is a giant that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years. Even the Yuanying Patriarch would never dare to make too much of a fuss here.

"Qin is here to visit friends, why make trouble."

"Visiting friends?"

The face of the old man in soap robe froze, as for those immortal cultivators whose noses and faces were bruised and swollen, they couldn't laugh or cry.

Have you ever seen a friend like this?

Everyone was dumbfounded for a moment, because the old man had gone through all kinds of accidents, so he didn't know how to answer the conversation at the moment.

The scene fell into a strange silence, until a gloomy voice came to the ears: "Visitor, stop talking nonsense here, you just said clearly that you are the immortal cultivator from the spirit pill world."

"That's right, Mr. Qin did say that, I am the immortal cultivator you are looking for who established the foundation of the Dao of Heaven, whether you want to change your name or surname."

Qin Yan turned his head and glanced at Sun Ningqiu who was standing in the distance. At this time, the two sides were about twenty feet away, and the other party looked at him with an expression full of resentment.

"what?"

It's fine for other people to hear this, after all, Qin Yan has said it more than once, but it's the first time for the seven new Jindan stage monks to hear it, and everyone's faces can't help showing extremely shocked expressions.

Such a strong person should disdain to lie, but if what he said is true... wouldn't it mean that he was a mere foundation-building level immortal cultivator two years ago?
Is there a mistake?It took two years to condense the golden core, but it was nothing, but how could a monk who had formed the core not long ago show such terrifying strength?

Everyone was dumbfounded, shocked in their hearts, and didn't know what words to use to describe it, but Sun Ningqiu's face was full of hatred and resentment.

In front of so many people, he also believed that Qin Yan would not lie.

His nephew fell in his hands.

Now that one of his own arms has been crippled, he can't beat Qin Yan with such a deep hatred.

Going up at this time will only bring shame on oneself, but if one thinks that he will let it go, it is a big mistake.

He couldn't beat him himself, but he could still borrow the power of the sect. No matter how good the opponent was, he didn't believe that he could match the ancestor of Yuanying.

So there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "Since you admit that you are an immortal cultivator from the world of spiritual pills, isn't it a big mistake to say that you are visiting friends? If anyone in this sect recognizes you, how can they be friends? ?”

"Who says no, Qin came here to visit the real Tianshuang." Qin Yan looked solemn.

"What, Uncle Tianshuang?"

"I heard that right."

"I heard that Uncle Tianshuang is going to take that monk from the Spiritual Pill Realm as his apprentice. When did the two become friends again?"

……

It is said that the words are not surprising, and Qin Yan just finished speaking, all the monks present looked at each other, and Sun Ningqiu couldn't help showing a trace of astonishment.

Then the expression on his face turned into worry, the other party would not say that he was visiting friends, but actually came to learn from his master, if he became Tianshuang's apprentice, it would not be easy for him to seek revenge in the future.

I couldn't help but feel very anxious, but at this moment, a calm and peaceful voice came to my ears: "You came to visit the old man, but I don't remember when the old man made a friend like you."

The voice came a little abruptly, and the speed was extremely fast. It was far away from the sky a while ago, but it was close to everyone in an instant.

"It's uncle."

"It's really the head of the venerable."

"Great."

……

All the cultivators in Baiqiao Valley showed overjoyed expressions on their faces. They hurriedly turned their heads to follow the sound, and then saw an old man with a childlike face and white hair, kind eyebrows and kind eyes. Although he was old, he was still hale and hearty.

It was Master Tianshuang, who was the head of the sect, who rushed here after receiving the report from his apprentice.

Along with him, there are several other Yuanying Patriarchs.

All the disciples of Baiqiao Valley saw it clearly, and hurried over to greet him respectfully.

"That's it."

However, at this moment, how could the old guys at Nascent Soul level be in the mood to greet them here?

He waved his hand casually, and dismissed the little guys in front of him, and then everyone's eyes, coincidentally, were all focused on Qin Yan.

Which one of these old monsters has not lived for hundreds of years, and the oldest one among them will even hold his thousand-year-old celebration after a while.

In the long years, countless things have been experienced, and the gaze that is looking at Qin Yan at this time naturally has a bit of scrutiny and pickiness.

Being watched by so many infants and old monsters, Qin Yan said that he was calm and not afraid at all, which would be an exaggeration.

His strength is indeed good, but after all, he has just formed a pill, even if two purple pills are added together with Yaoshuai's strength, it still cannot make up for the huge gap between him and Nascent Soul.

At this time, Qin Yan's heart was also a little beating, but he tried his best to show a calm look on his face. After all, he came to Baiqiao Valley not to show off his power and make trouble.

On the contrary, he hopes to cooperate with it.

But if you want to cooperate, you have to be qualified, so you have to show enough strength, so that you can't let the other party underestimate you.

Turning this thought in his mind, Qin Yan tried his best to show a calm look, and he must not admit cowardice at this time, otherwise all his previous efforts would be in vain.

Qin Yan knew this well, and his performance was not bad. The faces of the ancestors of Yuan Ying showed surprise.

It is really extremely rare for a mere Jindan-level immortal cultivator to be able to behave so calmly in the Longtan and Tiger Caves, surrounded by several Nascent Soul cultivators.

(End of this chapter)