"I haven't asked for advice yet, what is the sect of Master Luo?" Hearing the words "The lowest ninth grade", Shi Zhan's expression became stiff, as if he had suffered 10,000 points of damage. He looked at Luo Yuheng and asked harmlessly.

"Sixth grade, Yuhua Sect." Luo Yuheng glanced at him lightly and said carelessly.

hiss…

Hearing the word "Sixth Grade", the smile on Shi Zhan's face froze instantly.

He took a few breaths of cold air.

This is not ten thousand damage...

But millions or even tons of critical strikes. Although there are only three thresholds between the ninth and sixth grades. In the Holy Tang, there are countless sects who have never been able to cross one threshold in their entire lives. The Eight-Armed Sect is a typical example of them. After tens of thousands of years, they have not crossed the threshold of the eight-grade sect.

"The sixth grade is to overcome the tribulation. So, all sects above the fifth grade have immortals in charge?" Ye Xiu frowned and his expression became irritable. He originally wanted to make a name for himself in the Holy Tang Dynasty. In this way, it would be much easier to find someone, but according to this trend, the difficulty of making a name for him has increased countless times!

"Do you want to go to Shengtang?" Seeing Ye Xiu's face changing, Luo Yuheng asked in a voice.

"Well..." Ye Xiu nodded, chuckled, and said, "The world is so big, you have to go and have a look."

"Senior Ye...Senior, I'll go with you. I've been there for more than twenty years. With me here, you can save a lot of trouble." Shi Zhan said with a smile.

"Didn't you finish the training mission?" Luo Yuheng frowned and looked at him suspiciously.

"The training mission is the same everywhere. The Eight-Armed Sect has not specified that I must stay in Xiliang Kingdom." Shi Zhan waved his hand. He had wasted forty-seven years and knew in his heart that if he had no special chance, even if he died in Xiliang Kingdom, he would never be able to cultivate the Eight-Armed Sect in his life. Ye Xiu was his greatest opportunity. If he could hold Ye Xiu's thigh, he might have the chance to return to the Eight-Armed Sect in this life.

"I happened to have something to go back to Yuhua Sect, so let's go with you." Luo Yuheng said lightly.

"Aren't you exiled?" Shi Zhan said suspiciously.

"What does it have to do with you?" Luo Yuheng glanced at him, turned to look at Ye Xiu and continued, and said, "This place is very far from the Holy Tang. Without my cloud shuttle, even if you travel day and night, it will take several years to reach the Holy Tang."

"Then let's go together..." Ye Xiu nodded, without refusing. Having an acquaintance as a tour guide is better than running to Shengtang alone in the dark.

“…”

Some people are just passers-by after all!

Only stay in life for a moment...

The next morning, after Ye Xiu bid farewell to Yu Jinnian, he followed Luo Yuheng to step on the Cloud Shuttle. Before Qi Wuwei could finish his words, "Ye Gong, goodbye," Luo Yuheng's Cloud Shuttle disappeared in an instant over the Shendu City.

Only countless figures of people watching were left.

"Jinnian, let's go back." Seeing the tears at the corners of her eyes, Yu Zhenhai sighed. With his experience, how could he not tell? This silly girl probably had already had deep love, but she didn't mention it at all. However, he didn't know how to persuade her. This little medical immortal in her family was an extremely outstanding existence in the eyes of ordinary people. Otherwise, she would not have fascinated Huang Sihai at the beginning.

But what's the use of this?

There is an insurmountable gap between ordinary people and warriors. What's more, the other party is a person who is so awe-inspiring that the national master is eclipsed. He sighed silently in his heart: "Silly girl, a person like Ye Gongfeng, is destined to soar in the sky. The existence standing above everyone's heads is not something that we as a small family like the Yu family can match."
Chapter completed!