Guess what? Yang Chen doesn't want to answer the question of daffodil, but he thinks that daffodil has lost all his memory, leaving only some instincts. The only thing close to him is himself. It's also pathetic. I have to explain it to him so that he can have more experience in life.
If you let other friars know that Yang Chen, the younger generation of the immortal, is pitying a super immortal master, he can absolutely make most of the friars who have heard of him fall off their chin. And the remaining half must be a mouthful for Yang Chen without saying a word. It's a golden immortal expert, and it's also what a little human immortal can look up to? Pitiful? Do you know who you are?
But Jody's thoughts are really pitiful. Even the demon clan can be a great master, inexplicably imprisoned and sealed, even erasing the memory. If it wasn't for Yang Chen to discover the secret of guqin, he still didn't know when it would be sealed. Such a master should have dominated the world, but now he doesn't even know who he is. Isn't he pitiful?
There is no name for the big immortal eater, and Yang Chen is just referring to the elder. You should know that Yang Chen intended to use the big immortal eater as the treasure of Chunyang palace. In at least a thousand years, he could keep Chunyang palace standing. Such a master, of course, is the smarter the better. Yang Chen doesn't mind spending more time to teach the big fairy slowly.
The communication between the two is carried out with the divine mind, and others don't know it at all. In the eyes of those fighting friars, Jody and daffodil are basically spoils, waiting for the winner to reach for them. The worst cultivation here is also several small realms higher than the four human immortals in Yangchen district. No one will see him in his eyes.
Everyone's fighting is very tacit, not in the vicinity of Jody and daffodil. No magic weapon will attack this side without eyes, and no one will involve them in the war circle. In this crazy battlefield, they are just like two people who have nothing to do with it.
There are fewer and fewer monks living on the battlefield, but there are more of them in Hulu valley. Blood is everywhere. Scattered limbs and broken magic weapons are also scattered on the ground. In the fierce fighting, no one looks at them more.
Unlike other people, Yang Chen and Dafei are chatting leisurely. What they talked about was related to the battle.
"Why do they fight each other?" The immortal eater forgot completely. He didn't understand some simple reasons. He could only explain it slowly by Yang Chen. What are these people crazy about? What are they fighting for.
"I'm what they want to fight for, too?" The big immortal eater didn't understand: "aren't they afraid that I can kill them with my hands?"
"Because they don't know!" Jody gave an answer with a wry smile. With the strength of Yang Chen's insight and divine sense, we can roughly judge the cultivation realm of the big immortal eater, let alone those crazy guys, only by the strength of the spirit vein below.
Greed has occupied all their minds, and their reason has been blinded by desire. At the same time, they haven't had the opportunity to observe and analyze the immortal eater for a long time. It's natural for them to make mistakes in judgment.
"You must have a name, sir?" Yang Chen finally felt that it was a bit hard to call her that way. She couldn't help but suggest: "do I always call you by my predecessors? What about mixing up with other elders? "
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