Chapter Sixty-Nine: Next Stop, Performing Arts

Wen Lao belongs to the antique-level character in mythology, not because of how powerful he is, but because he is relatively old, and his personality is quite cheerful, most people like to contact him, and he belongs to the kind of old-timers who often joke about everything.

In fact, Wen Lao's strength is not weak, but the different categories make it easy for him not to make a move, so this time, Su Yuan is doing the dirty work, and Su Yuan also knows that the old man's body can't be tired, so he should take care of him.

Mr. Wen's way of cultivation is very different from the current popular supernatural ones, but Mr. Wen's cultivation is a school of cultivation, and there is a line of inheritance in the ancient Chinese civilization.

Long before the revival of the aura, the reputation of the old man Wen was second to none in the circle, and he could do everything in the sky, he was really a contemporary old immortal, but after the revival of the aura, the old man began to be ignored, because gradually, you really can't beat a lot of people......

Including Sun Yunshan's old buddies, they all feel deeply, now it is the world of young people, and the little thing that they are proud of is really a little bit out of their hands.

It's just that the older generation of cultivators can't change what they've been pursuing all their lives, and they may not be able to beat the strongest of today's supernatural beings in terms of strength, but they firmly believe that they are just stuck in a bottleneck.

Nowadays, the earth is rich in aura, and the aura is also very helpful for the cultivation of the true lineage, as long as they can insist, they will be able to carry forward the things left by the ancestors, these old antiques believe that there will be more young people in the future to set foot in the field of cultivation, which is the classic and brilliant way of the strong.

But right now, after seeing the scene of the fight outside the subway station, Wen Lao felt a little uncomfortable.

He couldn't be more familiar with the three opponents, although those old things have been smoothed out by the years, but they are still turned into ashes, and he recognizes them.

In his eyes, those few young people of the same age who didn't know the height of the sky when they were young, they didn't even have an orthodox inheritance, but they still pursued their own avenue, and to this day, I am afraid that these people who have not been born for a hundred years have completed the curtain call of their lives at this small subway entrance, which is really sad.

Their opponent is none other than the signature of the mythical organization, the androids.

Old Man Wen knew that these people would not be the opponents of the androids, and he also knew the intention of Sun Yunshan's people, who wanted to avenge Sun Ye.

He also wanted to rush up and fight with these Dao friends who had known each other since he was young, at least the other party would not be so uncomfortable if he lost in this way.

But he still came out late, to be precise, the android was too powerful, Wen Lao had already divided the victory and defeat when he went out, and Wen Lao felt that he couldn't beat this android, so what was the point of him winning Sun Yunshan's few people.

The first-class sect of cultivation is in decline after all, compared to the superpowers, the strength and longevity are not advantageous, but can this make people who are hundreds of years old give up their life's pursuit? No.

Tragically, dignifiedly, with his own hands, to end what he has pursued all his life, how sad.

Wen Lao sighed silently and returned to the subway station again, although he and Sun Yunshan still had a bit of a grudge, and he couldn't bear to see their endings anymore.

……

There was gradually no movement outside, and the hearts of the program team also sank, it seemed to be a false alarm.

The person in charge of the myth quickly blocked the news of this incident, and on the one hand, it had a bad impact on the society, but fortunately, a few old antiques were a little measured, and no casualties were found in this incident.

The trainees inside the subway station calmed down and began to continue their task of selling magic instruments.

At this time, Mr. Zhang and Su Yuan had already hurried back, and the two gave up what they were doing the moment they received the news, and rushed back to the recording site as soon as possible.

When Su Yuan's three mentors came to a place where no one was around, Su Yuan asked, "I heard that the one from the Sun family is here?"

Wen Lao smiled and said: "Yes, I also played a little trick to break up Teacher Zhang, but I didn't expect to even see my face." ”

"Why is the android here?

Wen Lao smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Then it depends on who Sun Yunshan is aiming for." Without specifying the words, Wen Lao floated away.

Su Yuan woke up instantly, is it because of the winter raccoon dog?

"Mr. Su, what is the origin of this winter raccoon dog, who is he from, and why does he get such attention?" Mr. Zhang also expressed his long-standing questions.

Su Yuan couldn't answer her question, some things seemed to him to be unsure of in his heart, but he seemed to be very sure.

"Teacher Zhang, don't ask this question in the future, it's rotten in your stomach, didn't you read Wen Lao and didn't mention it, I said this for your good. ”

Su Yuan thought that it was better not to tell Teacher Zhang about these things, he thought about it, and added: "I gave up the original task and rushed back, fortunately it's okay here, but the above explained again, if there is danger, we should try our best to protect the students except for the winter raccoon dog." ”

Teacher Zhang was a little puzzled, why did he want to get rid of the winter raccoon dog?

"You don't understand either, do you, I seem to understand what it means. ”

Su Yuan said lightly: "Whether it is the 'Eternal Trading Hall' or the android, the current focus is all on the winter raccoon, so I think as long as he is in Huaxia, he can't have anything to do with the winter raccoon." ”

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On the students' side, each group continued to launch a round of fierce "attacks", but some of the students were so tired that they couldn't straighten their tongues, and they still didn't sell a single magic weapon.

Although the number of these dozens of students is not large, the impact on the subway station is still not small, and it has seriously affected the normal operation of the subway, because every once in a while, you will see many people gathered in a pile watching something, which seems to have caused some kind of quarrel, which also makes the program team more strict with the students, but whenever the students make a passerby unhappy, the staff of the program team will immediately come forward to stop and warn.

There are some students who actually carry out the task with emotions, they think that these damn magic weapons are impossible to sell here, and even affected by emotions, these people don't know how many times they have been warned, until one of the students is announced to be banned from this link, they are a lot more honest.

Later, I don't know which genius showed an active desire to make money, which made everyone suddenly realize.

No one is stupid, and when you see that you are making money, you can probably think of some doorways, so now each team is probably composed of two parts, some people are responsible for performing arts, and some people continue to sell magic weapons.

"Little brother, little brother, but let's take a look at Meow ......"

"As the saying goes, rely on your parents at home, and rely on your parents when you go out......"

"The ancestral mastery of the big stone is broken in the chest, you can only perform once in your life, those who have money will have a money field, and those who have no money will find friends to help you hold a money field......"

As a result, the painting style in this small subway station seems to be a little different......