Chapter 638: How is my profession panel anime-styled? Chapter 305

However, before she could finish speaking, she suddenly stopped as if she had jammed.

After a brief silence, she spoke in a slightly strange tone: "Sister Miao, it seems there are guys even stranger than us this time."

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Hearing this, Sister Miao subconsciously looked in the direction of her disciple's gaze, and then saw two figures, one big and one small, wandering around the square.

Under normal circumstances, an old person bringing a new one wasn't anything strange, but the problem was that the two were wearing identical bronze masks.

Although Sister Miao was least proficient in Dharma treasures among the Talisman Treasures, as someone from the Qianji Pavilion, she still had at least the basic vision.

Those two bronze masks were definitely not ordinary items; at the very least, they would be enough to buy everything in this black market.

'Which young master is out experiencing life...'

Unfortunately, before Sister Miao could reach a reliable conclusion, the two figures had already disappeared into the crowd.

However, she didn't take this matter to heart; after all, if the other party participated in the "Silk Road," they would meet again sooner or later.

Thinking of this, she said very solemnly to the girl beside her: "Dasheng, I must correct one thing for you, and that is that we are not strange."

"..."

However, what the two didn't notice was that while they were talking, five people, men and women, old and young, brushed past them.

Just as the master and disciple were joking around, Bai Xiaoxiao was roughly grasping a corner of the supernatural world under Zhao Yan's leadership.

'Is... is this the gathering of the Seekers?'

Looking at the scene of people coming and going, the girl couldn't help but think silently in her heart.

Seeming to guess what she was thinking, Zhao Yan said in a low voice: "Xiaoxiao, most of the people here are mortals trying their luck; it's not as exaggerated as you think."

"And even if they were all Seekers, it wouldn't count for much back when our Wangchuan Art Academy hadn't been destroyed."

This was the truth; after all, the Wangchuan Art Academy was once a top Seeker sect, and its disciples rarely appeared in such small black markets.

But then again.

The past is the past, and the present is the present.

The Wangchuan Art Academy is currently in a state of reconstruction, so saying these things is of no use.

'I wonder what that person wants us to do here; could it be just to broaden this little girl's horizons?'

As this thought flashed through his mind, Zhao Yan scanned the crowd silently.

Hmm, all trash, and most of the items are just useless little gadgets...

Just as he was thinking this, his gaze suddenly froze, and he narrowed his eyes slightly.

'Interesting... I didn't expect to run into this little guy.'

'And...'

Looking at the gray-haired boy surrounded by four people, men and women, old and young, Zhao Yan couldn't help but frown.

It was the little guy named "Gao Haoguang" from not long ago; he didn't expect that the second meeting would be under such circumstances.

More importantly...

He sensed traces of [Heaven-Turning Blood Body] cultivation on the other party.

But this was completely a fantasy; after all, only he mastered [Heaven-Turning Blood Body] now, and even the little girl beside him had just entered the door.

Just as Zhao Yan was puzzled, a voice suddenly rang in his heart.

[Don't worry about him, I gave him the Heaven-Turning Blood Body.]

Hearing this, Zhao Yan was stunned for a moment, and then a hint of realization flashed in his eyes.

If that was the case, it could be explained; after all, the person behind him had seen everything he did back then.

No wonder he didn't find anything when he went to look for that blood letter earlier; it turned out it had been handed over to this little guy by the other party.

Although Zhao Yan still had some doubts in his heart, he didn't ask, but buried them in his heart.

At this time, a call pulled him back to reality.

"Master?"

"...Nothing."

Seeming to feel Bai Xiaoxiao's concerned gaze, Zhao Yan came back to his senses and waved his hand slightly to show he was fine.

Ignoring the gray-haired boy in the distance, he continued to observe the remaining people.

However, what surprised Zhao Yan was that among the remaining people, there was actually a middle-supernatural Seeker, and judging by the aura, it didn't look like they were from a loose cultivator or a small sect.

After realizing this, he couldn't help but have the same thought as Sister Miao.

'...Which young master is out experiencing life?'

After casually sighing in his heart, he stopped paying attention to the other party.

After all, no matter how big a young master is, can they compare to the contemporary supreme of the Wangchuan Art Academy (under reconstruction) beside him!

Just as Zhao Yan was letting his thoughts wander, a sound of copper gongs coming from the end of the square suddenly attracted his attention.

"Please look here, everyone; I am Chen Feng, the manager of the street."

On the stage was a middle-aged man holding a megaphone, and beside him, someone was holding a bronze tripod with incense sticks.

Seeing everyone below looking at him, the middle-aged man continued: "Recently, our street has obtained a treasure, and I would like to ask everyone to take a look."

Saying this, he pointed to the incense stick remaining only at the tail in the furnace.

"Although it has been used many times over the past thousand years and is only a directional Dharma treasure without lethality, it was undoubtedly created by a Great Supernatural Being."

Great Supernatural Being?!

Nowadays, except for a very few existences in the square, most of them are ordinary people who know little about the supernatural world, and some low-strength entry-level Seekers.

Terms like Great Supernatural Being, which only appeared in legends in the past, were something they never dreamed they would witness with their own eyes one day.

At this time, the middle-aged man, noticing that the atmosphere in the square had been mobilized by him, showed a treacherous smile at the corner of his mouth, and then said: "Next, I will light this incense; everyone, watch!"

After speaking, amidst the excitement mixed with curiosity, he carefully lit the incense.

As the incense burned slowly, the pale yellow smoke emitted from its top gradually condensed into a human shape.

A moment later, everyone in the square stared at the fairy who seemed to have walked out of the Dunhuang murals, and couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration, but two people on the scene showed expressions as if their horses had died.

One was Gao Haoguang, and the other was Zhao Yan.

Especially Zhao Yan.

He looked at the image of the woman condensed from smoke, his brows began to twitch wildly, and some unbearable past events flashed through his mind.

'My brother's bad taste is as always...'

Even though hundreds of years had passed, when recalling the things his old friend had done back then, Zhao Yan still couldn't help but feel his eyes go black.

After all, who could have thought that the dignified Changshi Wanfa Immortal Lord would be a cross-dressing enthusiast?!

And his brother back then, in order to learn [Heaven-Turning Blood Body], even used a female body to perform a honey trap on him.

Fortunately, he was innocent, and his senior sister didn't care about trifles, otherwise, he really wouldn't have been able to explain this kind of thing even if he had a mouth full of tongues.

Just as Zhao Yan was savoring... recalling what happened back then, the fairy gathered from smoke suddenly shot countless threads towards the bottom.

Seeing this, the Seekers in the square couldn't help but frown and subconsciously chose to dodge.

But the mortals didn't notice it at all, and after being hit by the threads, they fell into a deep sleep one after another.

However, when Zhao Yan saw these threads, the face behind the mask showed a look of realization.

'So that's it... that person wants Xiaoxiao to enter the Silk Road?'

If that was the case, it wasn't strange why they were asked to come to this small town.

As an old friend, Zhao Yan was no stranger to the Silk Road, the [Dream Library] created by his brother; it contained things called "Art Souls," which could greatly speed up the learning speed of Seekers.

If the descendant of the Tongyue Order in the distance could enter the Silk Road, they would likely encounter Art Souls like [Talisman].

After all, even though Zhao Yan had lived for so long, it was the first time he had encountered a Seeker with such an exaggerated talent in the way of Dharma Talismans.

'Just don't know what kind of Art Soul Xiaoxiao will encounter...'

Just as Zhao Yan was thinking this, the mortals who had fallen into a deep sleep in the field gradually woke up.

After a brief moment of confusion, their faces suddenly showed extremely excited expressions.

Seeing this, Chen Feng smiled and said: "It seems that everyone has successfully entered the Silk Road; that is a place where even mortals have the opportunity to learn supernatural powers after quiet cultivation."

"If you are interested, follow me."

Saying this, he took the initiative to walk towards the wooden door on the right side of the square.

Looking at the mortals following the manager, the Seekers in the square had different expressions.

It was clear that this manager wanted to harvest leeks, but what did that have to do with them.

And it was good to let these mortals experience the cruelty of reality early, so as not to have such unrealistic fantasies in the future.

At this time, a voice suddenly rang out in the square.

"Let's go to the left door; the Dharma treasure that allows Seekers to pass to the Silk Road is also there. If you have anything you haven't sold, you can bring it along."

Hearing this voice, the Seekers responded one after another.

Zhao Yan took Bai Xiaoxiao and mixed into the crowd without showing any abnormality.

Immediately after, not long after, a pearl with countless flowing lights flashing inside entered everyone's eyes.

At this moment, Li Ang was hiding in [Amenominakanushi], looking at the Dharma treasure that was ostensibly for Seekers to enter the so-called [Dream Library], and a doubt arose in his heart.

That is, in cases like Bai Xiaoxiao and Zhao Yan, is there still a possibility of triggering [Ten Thousand Karma True Blood].

'It's not like that guy Wanye can pry the corner of the wall back again, right?'

As the thought flashed through his mind, Li Ang touched his chin and fell into deep thought.