Playing the cultivation game in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 87 Prejudice

The elder elder looked at the prey behind Yan, and his expression softened slightly. His dislike for the family was a little lessened, and he secretly sighed a pity.

It is not easy to maintain the operation of a large tribe, and it is not an easy task to ensure the survival needs of everyone when the gap between strength and weakness is too large.

As for the smoke, it’s not like the great elder doesn’t understand the principle of fishing with all the water in the lake.

To be honest, he was dissatisfied with this woman of unknown origin and excessive beauty.

The child Rong met Yan at the foot of Yashan Mountain who was seriously injured and passed out. Xu was fascinated by her beauty and took her home to heal her injuries.

But the Zhushan tribe has the rules of the Zhushan tribe, and the clan prohibits bringing outsiders into the stone castle.

As the leader of the clan, Rong led people into the stone castle regardless of what he said. Later, he ignored everyone's objections and vowed to be with this woman of unknown origin.

If everyone refuses, they will take her away from the Zhushan tribe. It is not appropriate for this clan leader to do so!

Later, because Yanhui's medicine was of some value and was not harmful to the clan, everyone agreed to her staying in the stone castle, but she had to pay a certain amount of elixirs to the clan on time.

Other than that, you are not allowed to go anywhere.

In the eyes of the great elder, Rong Wuwen went out to look for medicine for the mother and son, and they went to who knows where. The clan lost one of their strongest laborers for nothing. It was really a big loss! Not to mention the fact that they didn’t know that the smoke was given to the clan.

What kind of enchanting soup did the talented people drink? First, Rong, then Luo.

Seeing his second son following Yan's lead to the top of the stone castle, the elder felt his head hurt.

She's beautiful and amazing, isn't she?

It can’t be eaten as food!

Different from the dissatisfaction with Yan, after all, Yan can be regarded as Zhushan's child and a good seedling. In the future, many people in the clan will point to him for food, so as not to push people into desperation.

Revisiting the old place is obviously not a good experience for Yan.

He lowered his head and looked at the body that had shrunk by more than half, and was not surprised.

The spiritual veins in his body were intact at this time, and he could clearly feel a steady stream of power coming from the earth beneath his feet.

The thick earth spiritual veins were inherited from his mother.

Yan looked up at the sky and then at the ground. The whole dream was so real that it could be said that it was watertight. The Tianji Spiritual Eyes blessed by the white mist could not see any flaws.

He thought about some of the knowledge he had stolen from Aruo's memory, and couldn't help but wonder what level of power it would take to build many different worlds and invite other souls into them?

"Aruo, who is the being who controls the power of dreams?"

"There is a god who resides high in the nine heavens and holds the power of dreams in his hands. We mortal beings have no qualifications to call his honorable name."

Aruo's eyes were dull and he said gloomily.

It was careless. Since it guessed that Yan and Sheng Fei also came from a higher world and were deeply involved with that terrifying big devil, that person must be of a high level.

When power and authority are equal, rank often determines everything.

Yan has some kind of authority that it cannot see through. This is something it really didn't expect.

No, it foolishly put all the original power in this projection into other people's mouths, causing life to eat up most of it.

No, that can't be called half! It just barely chewed it up, okay?

From a soul body that was so solid that it was close to a real thing, it was now a shadow that was so thin that it barely melted into the air. A Ruo felt extremely aggrieved, her pointed ears drooped, and she didn't even have the strength to shake her beard.

Already.

Human beings are indeed not good things, they are all liars, they are all big liars!

His mind is still a little simple. He was too eager to leave before and completely forgot the many lessons left by his predecessors about the untrustworthiness of human beings. Now he is so angry that he almost cried. He just wants to go to Bai Wei and complain immediately after leaving the dream.

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Bai Wei is soft-hearted. She is the only one who can stay with her now. She must not be willing to let herself become like this, where she can't even eat snacks. A Ruo is very sure that when the time comes, she will make someone vomit out everything they have eaten.

!

"Aruo, I can hear whatever you are thinking in your mind right now." Yan said with a smile, without any threatening consciousness.

"When I take her out, I will be the first to tell Bai Jiaoxi that she is most reluctant to leave Aruo, but she wants to leave her alone."

He was cheating on others, but he didn't feel embarrassed at all.

Aruo gritted her teeth in hatred and tried to squat on top of Yan's head to pull his hair. Yan tilted his head and it flew away, sliding across the sand angrily.

After thinking about it, it still felt unconvinced. It recalled the scenes it had seen in Yan's memory in the past. It caught up with the young man heading towards the stone castle, put it in his ear and said with evil intentions: "You know, dreams

It’s also a real world.”

"It is fair, it is free, it is gentle, it is loving."

"It is a resting place given by the gods to all living things."

"All living beings can experience the possibilities they want in dreams."

In the second half of the story, white and obscure words came out of the white cat's mouth, which seemed to have some kind of wonderful rhythm, but there was no beauty at all.

"Yan, aren't you moved?"

"As long as you stay here, you can see another possibility." Aruo lay on Yan's shoulder, increasing the intensity of temptation.

"Your mother did not leave, the scandal of patricide was not exposed, you and your younger brother both avoided that disaster and survived."

"You went to Tonggong, boarded the road to heaven that countless people dream of, and have an infinite future."

Yan ignored the whispers in his ears. As he walked, he took in all the memories of his other self in the dream, and his expression became subtle.

Any possibilities wanted?

It has to be said that the fist did not fall on himself, but instead hit some faces that made people uncomfortable to look at, which made him feel a little more relaxed.

Then he started feeling guilty.

The young man's face was calm as he walked through the sand, the square in front of the stone castle, and the stone castle's hall.

He also met a lot of people.

The mutilated sound of the wind and the cry of the baby are all the compromises of the past.

The prosperity and laughter walking up the stairs were the blood and tears shed by his poor mother.

He met the great elder who prided himself on being upright, with a sarcastic smile on his face.

"If the effort and the reward are not equal, what kind of fairness is that?"

For Yan, those years were no different than being in jail. How much pain must he have felt?

At that time, the pain and anguish were so oppressive that even the person inside her body was almost suffocating.

"If this old man knew that my biological father was not their clan leader, would he be so angry that he would crawl out of the ground?"

Yan smiled gently, his eyes were as clean as if they were filled with tiny pieces of light, as if he had thought of something and suddenly realized something.

"I almost forgot, everyone turned into a handful of ashes."

"If you think about it, you can only think of it floating in the sky."

Blood from the past, ketchup.

(End of chapter)