It's not that she specifically cares, but because the only son of the owner of the Drunken Immortal Tower, that is, the young master they have never met, is also like her, a person who can't cultivate in the dantian and the Divine Mansion, so as soon as she appeared, the Drunken Immortal Mansion had already spread the news about her, and because of this, she knew about these things.

And after becoming a young lady, she knew that Miss originally had the primary strength of the spirit king, but it was only when something happened halfway through and the spiritual power and soul power were extracted that it became like this.

However, this is not the point, the point is that what she can't figure out is that the young lady can actually cultivate to the Great Spirit Master in one day and one early morning, the same cultivation as herself.

This result, for her, was even more shocking than the clear sky and dry thunder.

You must know that the Great Spirit Master is not a cabbage, just bend down and pick it up, you can be promoted to the cultivation of the Great Spirit Master.

Many times, many people in the Yaotian Continent are afraid that they will be extremely poor all their lives, and it is estimated that they can only mix with one great spirit master to cultivate. And those with slightly better talent need to be promoted to the Great Spirit Master at the age of fifteen or sixteen, but Miss has done something that others would have taken fifteen or six years to do in a day and a few hours, you say, can this not shock her?

"So what now?" Xiao Huohuo asked helplessly.

"Stay here for now, by the way, do you have any wonderful news over there?" Feng Caitian asked.

"No, listening to the demon beasts here, the residents of this northern frontier pay great attention to the Spring Festival, and generally until the Lantern Festival, those merchants who come and go will not leave their homes. And the people in the Forgotten Horn are even worse, it's been almost a **** day, and there is not even a ghost shadow on the way to the broken intestines. Xiao Huohuo said depressedly.

"Is that so?" Feng Caitian looked at Autumn Leaves suspiciously. In China, the annual Spring Festival is not as lively as Christmas or Christmas Eve in foreign countries, and it is really rare for this place to attach so much importance to such a traditional festival.

"Well, yes. Due to the lack of resources in northern Xinjiang, many people will go out to work. Then a few days before the Spring Festival, I rushed home from other places, and then stayed at home for about 20 days, probably a few days after the Lantern Festival, everyone will go out to earn money, so Xiao Huohuo said that it is normal for there to be no half of pedestrians on the broken intestine road. "Akiba is used to it.

"Won't the people of the Forgotten Horn go out?" Feng Caitian was very puzzled. If the land of the northern frontier is so barren that even birds don't, then the Forgotten Horn is an oasis of rich oil, and she doesn't believe that the people of the Forgotten Horn are willing to stay here and not go out.

Hearing this, Akiba shook his head, "Most of the people who live in the Forgotten Corner are outlaws, and they come here to escape for their lives, where will they get out." Besides, most of them are fugitives who have no relatives and no reason, and even if they go out, they don't have much to do. ”

"Wouldn't it? In this big New Year, there are still enemies guarding the outside of the Forgotten Corner? Feng Caitian suddenly became interested and asked with interest.

"Of course," Akiba affirmed, "The Broken Gut Road of the Forgotten Horn is the only way to the outside world, where there are not only enemies in ambush, but also many robbers who are eyeing each other, so the people who live here rarely go out, and the people who come to the Forgotten Horn rarely come in alone or two." ”