Cultivation waste material: Where is my sister's golden finger!

Chapter 118
Nangong Yun stood at the door miserable, the cold wind was blowing, she was like a poor little cabbage.

The guards were still those two people. They guarded the gate of Nangong's house and resolutely prevented Nangong Yun from entering.

This time, there was an order from the Great Elder, so he wasn't afraid of Nangong Yun anymore.

After the Great Elder gave the spirit stone, he kicked Nangong Yun out, saying that she had nothing to do with the Nangong family, so don't come back.

Nangong Yun said that she could come back, and she came back to see the elder.

The Great Elder glanced at Nangong Yun, he didn't want Nangong Yun to come back to look at him, he just threw Nangong Yun out without looking at him, Nangong Yun's heart was so cold.

It's scum, throw it away after use.

Nangong Yun patted the ashes that didn't exist on her body, and headed towards the place where the sect was selected this time.

The Buddha sect is in the central area of ​​the mainland, and there are still several months before the selection, so she has time to walk slowly.But it seems that there are many things you can't do in women's clothing.

For convenience on the road, Nangong Yun went to change into a men's outfit.She imitated Feng Su and bought a fan to pretend to be aggressive, and her smile was 3% similar to that of Feng Su.From a distance, he looked like a handsome young man.

"Xiao Er, serve me a jug of good wine." Nangong Yun walked into the restaurant and sat by the window, drinking the good wine and taking a look at the crowd of people coming and going to see if anything interesting happened.

A few people at the next table started chatting, and Nongyue listened with his ears up.

"Do you know, I heard that the holy son of the Buddhist sect was snatched away."

"What snake demon, when did it happen?"

"Just recently, I heard from my buddies that someone saw the Buddha Sect's holy son with a female cultivator in the West Sea."

"Tsk tsk, I'm afraid Fozong is crying this time."

"No, the holy son who has been trained for nearly a hundred years was snatched away in one day. It seems that their Buddhist sect will put the next sect competition on this holy son. I don't know where they are going to find this time. A Son comes to fight."

"Wouldn't it be nice for the only holy son of the Buddhist sect to come back before the sect's competition?"

"No." Ning said alone, "Xihai is in the land farthest from here, and if the Holy Son wants to return, he must collect a material on that land and refine it into a return talisman before he can leave.

"Tsk tsk, it seems that this time the Buddhist sect will be at the bottom again."

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Nangong Yun silently worshiped her master, and actually abducted him so far away, because she was afraid that the popularization of the law would repent.

Puffa seems to want her to be a saint?

Nangong Yun felt sorry for herself for 3 seconds, and then for 3 seconds for popularizing the law.

Fozong is likely to be at the bottom this time, her strength is scum.

"This time, Jianzong is likely to win the championship."

"They have a great talent. Now they have comprehended the sword energy. If they comprehend the sword intent again, then they will be the geniuses of this generation who stand in the way."

"..."

"I really want to hurry up and see you arrive."

"It's almost there, and it will start in five years."

"..."

When the man said 5, Nangong Yun thought it was 5 months, but she didn't expect it to be 5 years.The hanging heart fell.

It's okay, it's okay, I left time for her to sprint.

At the same time, Nangong Yun realized that 5 years was not really a long time for people in the world of cultivating immortals.

Wouldn't it be better for her to participate in the selection of the Buddhist sect earlier and be prepared.

Otherwise, she was afraid that she would be beaten down as soon as she came on stage.

Thinking of such a scene, I feel inexplicably sour.

(End of this chapter)