Chapter Seventy-Two: Fight to Fame

He Zhi opened her mouth: "Actually...... We are trained here, and the Immortal Cultivator Association provides us with room and board. ”

Feng Jiao smiled slightly: "Really?" I woke up too early today, and the cafeteria hasn't opened yet. ”

Of course, even if the canteen door was open, she wouldn't be interested.

After half a cup of tea, He Zhi went to the dining hall.

Feng Jiao, on the other hand, took advantage of this little time to sort out the things in the space, and discussed with the harvest system by the way, and asked the system to help process part of the harvested earth spirit fruit into vermicelli.

He Zhi finished breakfast, and did not forget her roommate, so she deliberately returned to the dormitory and asked Feng Jiao to go to the training together.

The two of them walked together towards the training hall.

It was also at this time that Feng Jiao suddenly heard the voice of the harvest system: "Congratulations, young lady, the earth spirit fruit vermicelli has been processed!" Please pay a processing fee of 300 gold yuan! ”

Feng Jiao: "......"

Meow Di, she forgot that the harvest system is a system that takes advantage of the cheap, and is a wealth obsessed and pit.

It costs 300 gold dollars for you to process a vermicelli, why don't you grab it!

The cheerful (cheap cute) voice of the harvest system sounded again: "Little sister, please pay a processing fee of 300 gold yuan, otherwise the system has the right to strike!" ”

Tie Qing's face was blue, and Feng Jiao, who endured the pain and paid three hundred gold yuan, was inevitably manifested on her face because of the resentment in her heart, her face was covered with frost, and she walked with the wind, walking through the crowd like a female killer with a cold face and a colder heart.

Her appearance, as if she made the new immortal cultivators around her take it in front of her, reproduced the scene of the Xuan-level green immortal cultivator being beaten by Feng Jiao yesterday.

Suddenly, the faces of the surrounding teenagers and girls all showed a little fear, and they actually avoided one after another, making way for Feng Jiao and He Zhi who were following her.

Feng Jiao's side was sulking with the harvest system, so naturally she didn't think much about it, and strode forward along the road that others got out of, not paying attention, but leaving the impression that everyone present didn't talk much.

He Zhi, who was following Feng Jiao, was shocked by the aura of the big guy who was not angry and arrogant from Feng Jiao!

Tsk, it's really worthy of being a big guy who can even beat down immortal cultivators such as Xuan-level green!

That every move, the way he walks with the wind, is simply handsome!

Feng Jiao walked into the conference hall with a cold face, found a place to sit down, and did not forget her roommate He Zhi, and deliberately left a vacant seat for He Zhi beside her.

He Zhi followed up and sat down like a little quail, with the words "big guy begging for cover" clearly written on her face.

After Feng Jiao entered the conference hall and sat down, the teenagers and girls who had just made way for her walked into the conference room one after another.

Among them, most of them looked at Feng Jiao's eyes with curiosity and awe.

There are exceptions, though.

The exception to that was the young man who had the highest cultivation among all the new monks, the Xuan-level Huang Rank.

Originally, with his cultivation, he had successfully attracted the attention of the two major sects, Longtan Sect and Yunguang Sect.

He believed that the people of those two sects would soon open their doors to him and offer the best conditions, just to recruit him into their sect.

When the time comes, he will not only have the right to choose, but will also be able to fight for his own best interests.