My host in fast time travel is a full-level boss

Chapter 59 Phoenix Bloodline ([-])
Anyang was walking on the road, and the whispering voices of the people next to him came to his ears. He didn't care about these voices at first, but this time, for some reason, those words came to his ears clearly.

"I heard that the temperament of the second elder of the Taiyi Sect changed drastically because he was taken away by the demon cultivator."

"How could it be? That second elder is a great power in the transformation stage, and the primordial spirit is extremely powerful, how could he be taken away by the demon cultivator?"

"Why not, maybe the demon cultivator of the second elder in Duoshe is also a great power at the transformation stage, or even a higher level of cultivation, otherwise how can he explain that the second elder suddenly raised his sword and killed his first disciple? .”

"Does Taiyizong know now?"

"How could we not know that such a big thing happened? The demonic cultivators have been eyeing us. The second elder has been temporarily locked up by the leader of the Taiyi Sect."

"Our sect is closed, how do you know so much?"

"There is a hut [-] meters away from the gate of Zongmen, which sells all kinds of first news from the outside world."

Anyang stopped, thought for a moment, then turned and went to the place where the sect sold newspapers.

There was indeed a dilapidated cabin in front of him, but it was more of a personal place than a place where the sect sold newspapers.

Anyang walked in: "I want some recent updates on the world of cultivating immortals."

The temperature inside was several degrees lower than outside, and under the dark lights, several pieces of white rice paper flew to Anyang automatically without wind, followed by a hoarse voice that could not distinguish between men and women:

"Sincerely benefit ten low-grade spirit stones."

The monthly subsidy for the inner disciples of the sect is only ten low-grade spirit stones, which is information that is easily available outside, and the disciples who are not rich will be black-hearted after hearing this price.

Anyang paid the money, and now he has more important things to know, so he took the papers and left without saying much.

He didn't go back to Danfeng, he found a cooler place and looked through it carefully.

He now suspected that Luo Zhi's body had been taken away.

Although this was the first possibility he denied, apart from this, he could not find another explanation to explain such a big change in Luo Zhi.

After this guess broke through the thick soil in his heart, he suddenly became very relaxed.

He returned to Danfeng, put the processed ingredients into the pot step by step according to the recipe, and put in his new spiritual grass by the way.

He didn't tell anyone that he was not allowed to enter the forbidden area a few days ago and discovered that it was actually a secret realm, but it was very dangerous. If the sword hadn't protected him in the end, he almost stayed there.

But it was also there that he got the spirit washing grass, washed away the miscellaneous spirit roots, and some other gains.

The grass that is put down is called Peony Dream Grass, which can remove erysipelas, increase the chance of breakthrough, and has a special use that few people know, which can increase the deliciousness of the ingredients and retain the original flavor of the ingredients to the greatest extent.

If people in the comprehension world knew that Anyang used the precious dream grass like this, they would probably scold him for being a waste of money.

The scent from the kitchen gradually filled the peak.

As soon as Anyang made the soup, the disciple's badge hanging on his waist began to glow.

He put down the spoon and switched on the communication in confusion.

Disciple tokens can be used to communicate with disciples within the sect, but most people rarely use this function. After all, immortal cultivators are indifferent and have no desire to keep in touch.

"Anyang, you want to participate in the disciple competition. I heard that you don't have a suitable weapon yet. I got a new sword here. I can use it for you. If you win No.1, the sword can be given to you directly. .”

Xi Yanyan played with the sword in her hand. In her previous life, what Anyang longed for most was to have a sword of her own. She believed that he would not be willing to refuse.

Anyang's tone was slightly confused: "Who are you?"

"I have a sword, no need." He hung up the communication directly.

Xi Yanyan was so angry that she didn't expect Anyang to be so shameless. She is the only daughter of the suzerain, and she didn't want anything. She tried to befriend a handyman disciple several times, but she dared not give her face.

Yes, Anyang was very powerful in his previous life, but now he is just a disciple of handyman who no one noticed. Where did he get so arrogant and dare to pretend that he didn't know her? Does he have the qualifications?
"Miss."

Xi Yanyan pushed down the things in front of her, and the porcelain on the table shattered on the floor. She finally calmed down a little and ordered: "Go and catch Danfeng's handyman disciple Anyang."

(End of this chapter)