Chapter 811

These old daoist priests in front of me, don't look at their ugly appearance, but all of them are Grandmaster figures with realm, seven or eight people gathered together, saying that they are just gathering for the sake of drinking Tea chat, that's impossible.

Zhao Yu had some guesses after listening to their conversation before. Maybe it's the flower party and the Martial Dao event, so we meet here.

Thinking about it, that's not surprising.

The Martial Dao event is a world event, and the Luoyang Flower Festival is not much different. The two major events are held every three years and are held one after the other. Bring, must be dragons and snakes mingle. And such a grand event is not allowed to make mistakes. Once something goes wrong, it's no small matter.

Officially cannot pull the army to suppress the situation, so Martial Dao expert is the best choice.

I am afraid that the Grandmaster-level experts who came to Luoshenyuan at this time are not only the eight daoist priests.

Speaking of which, Zhao Yu felt a little relieved.

In front of these realm experts, also the Martial Dao cultivation of the whole people, this is like a seed he planted by himself, a river that spans time and space, and now it has come to fruition. There is a different sense of achievement.

Perhaps the modern time and space environment is peaceful, and it is more difficult for people to create true experts. Maybe the ratio between expert and ordinary Martial Artist is not as good as in ancient times. But the population base is there. How many people were there in ancient times? How many people are there now? !

Even though the scale is ten times smaller, there are more experts than in ancient times.

A person who is realm with qi and sees God may have few and far between in ancient times. Right now, seven or eight of these daoist priests are popping up in an instant. Who knows how much Dragon Tiger Mountain and Zhongnan Mountains also have? The multiples are probably more than that. This is just a daoist priest.

since ancient times, the most expert places are in the army. There are so many daoist priests, how many are there in the army?

Zhao Yu looked at these daoist priests, and his heart fluttered.

Every time he encounters something new, something completely different from before the change of history, Zhao Yu will experience it. These are all changes brought about by the turbulence of time and space.

His face was calm, but his heart continued to ripple.

"It seems that you all have something important to discuss."

Zhao Yu slowly got up: "I'm not in the game, so I won't be involved."

Then floated away in Cao Zhengqing's disappointed eyes.

When Zhao Yu left, Ling True Son said: "Xiao Cao, where did you meet such an expert? At a young age, if you look closely at the vast ocean, is there an old man who appeared out of nowhere? Monster, right?!"

"Is it possible to recover one's youthful vigor?"

The bearded Daoist couldn't help but say: "True Son senior brother, since immortal preached the dao, it has been a long time since he immortal preached the dao. After 2,000 years, the senior of recovering one's youthful vigor is not enough, right? Did you read it wrong?"

True Son shook his head slightly: "I hope I got it wrong."

then said: "He should have entered the pavilion first, and it was not until Xiao Cao came in to introduce him that you and I discovered this. How terrifying! It must be shedding body, exchanging bones, recover one's youthful vigor, There is no doubt that the realm has reached the Old Senior of Celestial! Otherwise, it seems that it is only 20 years old, and there is no such realm in the mother's womb."

"So... please stay, such a senior, How fortunate to be able to ask for help in person! Aiya, I have no regrets, no regrets!"

"Xiao Cao, please go and invite senior back!"

For a time, these innocent old daoist priest everyone talking at once regretted it.

Cao Zhengqing showed a helpless look on his face: "This Tianyi...senior, since he has already left, I am afraid that a person like him will not be able to come back..."