God-level Agent System

Lin Huan was stunned. The Valley of Lan was actually the seat of the sect of Yun Lan Sect? Why did no one tell him?

This time humiliating!

A man in a green shirt with a must-have beard squinted at Lin Huan, and said without a smile: "Hehe, it seems that this junior is the first time to travel, but don’t be afraid, we are all children of the rivers and lakes. , It’s right to help each other."

"If you don't understand anything, you can ask us, we will definitely know that everything is endless. It's just..."

While speaking, he twisted his thumb and index finger.

Lin Huan raised her eyebrows, and said secretly, "This is the initiative to ask me to bribe him."

He does have some questions to ask, but he doesn't know what in the ancient martial world is hard currency, is it Chinese coins or soft gold and silver?

He had already suffered a lot of embarrassment along the way, and he didn't want to go out again, so Lin Huan was silent for a while.

Seeing that Lin Huan didn’t speak, the eight-character Hu man thought he didn’t want to bribe himself, so he was unhappy at the moment: "Huh, the disciples of the Xiaomen Xiaopai have a stingy spirit all over them, not as good as the Shuiyue Sword Sect before. What about the two female disciples!"

After speaking, he stretched out his right hand to Lin Huan and said impatiently: "Bring your ID card and invitation letter."

Lin Huan raised his eyebrows, took out his invitation letter from the travel bag and handed it over with the identification card.

The eight-character Hu man checked, and after confirming that he was correct, he said, "Junior Brother Guo, give this Junior Brother Lin the yellow plate number 144."

"Yes, Brother Wang." Another man in green shirt rummaged in the big wooden box under the table for a while, and then took out a simple wooden sign.

Then he threw the wooden sign towards Lin Huan without even looking.

Lin Huan raised his eyebrows and took the wooden sign with his backhand. Then he glanced at the wooden sign and found that there was a big "yellow" on the front and the number 144 on the back.

"What does this mean?" Lin Huan was puzzled.

The man surnamed Wang didn't want to explain to him at all, and waved impatiently: "Go in, don't stand in here."

Lin Huan's eyes were cold, staring at him for a while, then carrying the bag around the two and walking into the cliff break.

When Lin Huan saw this, the disciple Wang immediately felt cold all over, and shivered involuntarily.

After Lin Huan left, the disciples surnamed Wang felt warmer.

"Senior Brother Wang, what's wrong with you?" The disciple with the surname Guo asked in doubt, seeing his changes.

"No, it's nothing, it's just a little uncomfortable suddenly." The disciple surnamed Wang secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said with lingering fear.

He had only seen a look similar to Lin Huan's just now in one person, and that was Big Brother Yun Mushan.

But who is Brother Yun? A peerless genius born in Yunlanzong for a hundred years, he has stepped into the legendary powerhouse at the age of 26.

That Lin Huan is just an ordinary disciple of a sect that is so small that it can be ignored. How can he be compared with Brother Yun?

Thinking of this, the disciple surnamed Wang comforted himself in his heart: "An illusion, it must have been an illusion just now!"

After walking into the cliff break, what appeared before Lin Huan was a sheep-gut trail, which stretched to a hundred meters away, and then turned to the right, not knowing where it led.

Lin Huan followed this path to the corner, and after turning around, his eyes suddenly opened up.

What appeared in front of Lin Huan was a huge valley covering several thousand acres of land, surrounded by green bricks and green tiles.

In the center of the valley is a hall resembling an ancient imperial court, and in front of the hall is a huge martial arts field covering an area of ​​nearly 100 acres.

Between the main hall and the surrounding houses, there is a faint mist, planted with all kinds of flowers, plants and trees, and pavilions, pavilions, and creeks in the middle are like a paradise.

In front of Lin Huan, there was a bluestone paved ladder leading directly to the valley here. Following this ladder, Lin Huan walked down more than ten meters and then stepped onto the flat ground.

After arriving here, Lin Huan didn't know where to go.

Fortunately, there was a disciple of Yunlanzong who was in charge of receiving other sect guests nearby. Under the guidance of this disciple, Lin Huan came to a large house on the west side of the valley.

"It turns out that this is a room with a yellow letter. It's really a long experience."

Along the way, Lin Huan saw that other houses were beautifully built, but the house in front of him was a little...too shabby.

This house is like the most common kind of small farmyard. The walls made of red bricks are not painted or even cemented.

The red bricks are just exposed, and the lime between the bricks is still visible.

Lin Huan stood at the entrance of No. 144 "Farmyard" and looked inside, and found that the courtyard was full of dust and fallen leaves, which looked so desolate.

At this moment, a young man just walked out of room 145 next door, and after seeing Lin Huan's "nothing to love" expression, he immediately laughed and said, "Dude, don't look at it, this is where we live. "

"Buddy?" Lin Huan was stunned. Aren't all senior brothers and brothers addressing each other here? Why did this person use the name "buddy"?

"Hey, look at my mouth, I was wrong again." Then the man put his smile away and said, "My name is Sheng Yufan, a child of the ancient Wusheng family. I don't know who is the name of the brother, and which disciple is it?"

Lin Huan was stunned by his suddenly serious tone.

After a while, Lin Huan touched his nose and said, "My name is Lin Huan. I am a disciple of the eighteenth generation of Wuyingmen. In addition, you should call me buddies. I am not used to calling other seniors."

Hearing what he said, Sheng Yufan immediately put away his solemn expression and said: "At first glance, Brother Lin is a fellow man!"

Lin Huan smiled and asked, "How long have you been here? Why is the place we live in such a shabby place?"

Sheng Yufan shook his head and sighed, "I also just arrived today. As for this place where we live...hehe."

Lin Huan raised his eyebrows, wondering why he laughed like this, and asked, "What?"

Sheng Yufan walked up to Lin Huan and asked familiarly on his shoulders: "Yun Lanzong is looking at people's dishes. Are you Wuyingmen a small school?"

"Yes." Lin Huan nodded, and then wondered: "Could it be that the disciples of the martial arts group live better than us?"

Sheng Yufan said with some dissatisfaction: "It's not just about living well, even food is much better than us."

"I've just inquired about it. Like the disciples of the Sanmen Bajia Family, they all take signs with the local name, and they also live in rooms with the local name."

"Like the Seven Sword Sects, the Lu Family in Zhongzhou, and the Chen Family in Lingnan, such medium-strength ancient martial arts and aristocratic families lived in rooms of the Xuan brand."

"As for a small family like us, we can only live in rooms with yellow letters."

"As for three meals a day, hehe...you'll know when that happens."

After listening to Sheng Yufan's introduction, Lin Huan sighed.

He had long known that such things as classes existed everywhere, but it was the first time he had seen such a class division as shown by the ancient martial arts world!