Assisting the male protagonist to become a god: The first spiritualist

Feng Yunqing's face paused when he heard this.

After Yan woke up, he learned from Schnauzer what happened that night. Naturally, he also knew that Fu Sheng was trapped in the Immortal Alliance by Jun Wuchi and was forced to counterattack.

After entering the venue, Yan Su turned his gaze towards the location of the Immortal Alliance, and his eyes fell directly on Jun Wuchi.

As Tianzun Rushengchen thought, Yan Su was indeed not planning to come, and he came because he had just learned that the leader of the Immortal Alliance this time was Jun Wuchi.

When Yan Su looked at Jun Wuchi, Jun Wuchi was also looking at Yan Su.

He naturally saw the coldness in Yan Su's eyes.

Yan Su came for him, and he did the same.

The reason for coming to the competition this time was partly to catch that woman, and partly, for Yan Su.

The Yan family colluded with the demon clan, and Yan Su changed his appearance and surname many times, becoming entangled with the demon clan.

He was really curious about what kind of intricate relationship the Yan family had with the demon clan.

No one on the field was aware of the sparks between Yan Su and Jun Wuchi, as they were still rejoicing at Shou Sheng's appearance.

"His cultivation level..." Mo Ziya's expression was slightly moved when he saw Yan Su coming out. However, when his spiritual sense detected his cultivation level, his eyes widened slightly, filled with disbelief.

how come……

It's only been a month, how can one's cultivation level reach this level?

The formation of the competition stage could only block the consciousness of those below the Void Refinement Stage. Some of those strong men above the Void Refinement Stage could not detect Yan Su's cultivation level, and the very few who could detect it all looked horrified.

Fu Sheng heard Lu Wei speak with a somewhat surprised and hesitant tone: "This disciple's cultivation is not in the Spiritualization Stage..."

Among the audience who came last time, there were also many strong people above the Nascent Soul Stage, so some of them saw Yan Su’s cultivation level at that time, and later after the sect competition was over, they leaked the news.

Although it has not been confirmed, the fact that the Tianyan Sect had a 17-year-old in the early stage of the Spiritual Transformation, has basically spread.

Although Lu Wei came to watch his son's competition, he was also very curious about this man named Shou Sheng. Now that he has seen it with his own eyes, he finds that the truth is far more outrageous than what has been said.

"Not a spirit?" Lu Feng couldn't tell the cultivation level of the disciple named Shou Sheng. Hearing his father say this, he couldn't help but ask, "Then what is his cultivation level?"

Fu Sheng was also a little curious and looked at Lu Wei.

After the puppet thread was broken, Yan Su's talent and cultivation would no longer be restricted and would definitely increase.

In the novel, when Chuntao died, Yan Su's cultivation level rose from the early stage of fusion to the early stage of Mahayana.

And this time, when she died, Yan Su was in the early stage of Spirit Transformation. Fu Sheng felt that he should have at least reached the Void Refinement stage, right?

However, when Lu Feng asked, Lu Wei did not answer.

Because it was so unbelievable, Lu Wei felt that this level of cultivation was too fake, so fake that it sounded absurd even when he spoke it out loud.

"Little Taoist Shousheng, you are always late." The leader of Duxian Pavilion said with a smile.

Basically, most of the people on the field came for Shousheng. Now that Shousheng could come to participate in the competition, the leader of Duxian Pavilion was very happy.

Yan Su had a cold expression on his face and ignored the call from the leader of Duxian Pavilion.

His eyes were cold and gloomy, completely different from the last time he came. He walked onto the stage and stood in the position of the new disciples of Tianyan Sect. Since entering the stage, he has not said a word and was indifferent to the reactions of the audience when they saw him.

"Why do I feel that there seems to be some difference between this time's guarding Sheng and the last time we came?" Someone felt something was wrong and spoke up.

"I feel the same way. Last time, he and the robber riding a white tiger - I think his name was Zhen Jiaming, right? At that time, the two of them were standing together, talking and laughing. This time, I felt that his temperament was so cold and indifferent, and he was wearing a mask. I felt that he was difficult to approach..."

"Not only his temperament, I feel his aura is also much stronger than the last time he came. He doesn't seem like a human being at all. I feel like he is so distant this time. I don't even dare to look at him..."

Many people didn't come last time. When they heard people talking here, a female monk said, "I think it's good. I like this kind of strong and indifferent man!"

Fu Sheng, who was sitting in his seat, also noticed Yan Su's quiet temperament. He was standing on the competition stage, and there were clearly other disciples next to him, but he seemed to be in a world of his own.

"Host, why do I feel that the male protagonist looks so scary now..." Qiqi said, "I feel like he is emitting a low pressure all over his body..."

Fu Sheng also frowned, "Yes, a little bit..."

The feeling Yan Su gave her at this moment was like she was back to the time when she rescued him in the brothel. At first sight, Yan Su gave her the impression of being dangerous and cold, with a strong sense of oppression. When she looked at him, she felt her palms sweating and she couldn't breathe.

And Yan Su was like this at this moment.

If there is any difference, it is that there is a sense of coldness and loneliness about him.

"Is it because you, the host, are not here that the male protagonist is like this?" Qiqi asked.

Fu Sheng touched his chin and said hesitantly: "Not really, I left a message to tell him that I will be away for a while and will be back. I am leaving, not dying..."

Fu Sheng had been looking at Yan Su and found that a sneaky little hamster head suddenly popped out from his collar. It was snow-white all over, with sesame-sized eyes that were black and rolling around.

Many people noticed it and started talking about it again. Some women in particular even screamed non-stop.

"Ahhh, Lord Shousheng actually has a little pet!"

"Oh my god, so cute. What should I do if this contrast makes me love Lord Shousheng even more?!"

The moment Fu Sheng saw the hamster, he suddenly fell silent.

This thing...could it be a Schnauzer?

Just as Fu Sheng thought, the hamster that came out was indeed a Schnauzer.

He was originally hiding in Yan Su's collar, but because he felt something, he couldn't help but come out.

Seeing it moving around, Yan Su's expression became even colder. He pressed its head back with one finger: "Don't move."

He didn't want to take it with him, but the Schnauzer insisted on following him. If it hadn't been Fu Sheng's former contracted beast, it would have died countless times here with Yan Su.

"no……"

The Schnauzer was originally very afraid of Yan Su, but now, perhaps because of the immunity from death from Master Fu Sheng, after Yan Su's indulgence several times, the Schnauzer's fear of Yan Su has been reduced a lot. Now that he was pushed back into his collar, he struggled to stick his head out, glancing around with his tiny eyes.

"I always feel like the master is here."

It and Fu Sheng once had a soul contract relationship. Although the contract has been broken by Fu Sheng now, it still has a little perception of Fu Sheng's soul.

When the Schnauzer said this, Yan Su also felt the red lotus in his body beating a few times.