Chapter Seventy-Three: Thanks
"Yo, what's going on in our house?"
Just as Shao Yang and the others were racing and waiting for the two powerful answers, a clear female voice suddenly interjected. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
When everyone heard this, they turned their heads and found that there was a woman at the door who couldn't see her face clearly, this woman had long bangs, covering half of her already small face, but she was dressed in casual white sportswear, but she was particularly energetic, and her youthful and energetic appearance made the old people feel old.
In the crowd, one person was obviously a little puzzled when he saw Song Yao's appearance, but the atmosphere at this time did not allow him to make any moves.
Song Yao smiled when she saw everyone's different reactions, these people she had seen, they were the same people she saw at the bottomless pit not long ago, so these people were the representatives of cultivators on the earth?
Seeing Song Yao coming back, Langji Daojun and Bailu Daojun naturally wanted to retreat, after all, Song Yao was the owner of this room, and they were just guests.
Seeing that the group of cultivators on the earth didn't move, Bai Lu Daojun had no choice but to greet him personally:
"Song Yao, you're back, you must have 'heard' what these people said, how about it, the people on your planet you decide."
As soon as these words came out, the eyes of Shao Yang and the others suddenly lit up, this gentle female cultivator said that your planet, that proves that they are not from the earth, and she said let 'Song Yao' decide, because 'Song Yao' is a person from this planet, so everyone's eyes were focused on 'Song Yao'.
More than a dozen pairs of eyes stared at him, if it was Song Yao a year ago, he couldn't say that he was nervous, but in just one year, Song Yao had already experienced a fantasy event that countless people in the world would not experience, and now Song Yao was already in the early stage of the Dan, facing the monks of the earth who only had the strength of the late stage of foundation building, Song Yao said that this little bit of vision was a piece of cake.
Leisurely entered the house, made a cup of spiritual tea by herself, and after leaning on the side of the sofa, Song Yao finally opened her mouth slowly.
"Are you sure you want to leave Earth?"
There was no nonsense, Song Yao cut straight to the point.
When Shao Yang heard it, he knew that there was a play.
He saw that although Song Yao was young, her cultivation was mysterious and unpredictable, and it was estimated that she was slightly lower than the other two, but she was also much better than them, so he didn't dare to look down on her and replied respectfully.
"This senior, we really want to leave the earth, the reason we just said, the earth is poor in resources, the aura is about to be exhausted, it is really not a good place to cultivate, we and other people who cultivate the truth have to fight with the sky, in the way of cultivation, we do not want to end here, then we can only face the difficulties, now an opportunity is in front of us, how can we let go, beg the predecessors to take us and others to leave the earth together, to the world of cultivation with sufficient spiritual energy, this is my thanks, please seniors must accept it"
As he spoke, he handed the delicate box to Song Yao again.
This time, Song Yao was not as indifferent as Lang Ji Daojun, she took the box without the slightest hesitation, looked at Shao Yang and the others with a smile, and said:
"Since your hearts are so strong, I will give you a chance, don't you say that this is your thank-you gift? Then I'll see how heavy this thank-you gift is, if it's heavy, then I'll agree to your request, if it's light, then I can't agree."
Playing with the wooden box in his hand, Song Yao opened it under the nervous waiting of everyone.
"Oh my God" Seeing the gift in the box, someone in the group of young people in the Earth cultivator couldn't help but exclaim.
"Millennial Cold Iron?" Song Yao recognized the long lumpy object in the box.