Guo Rushong also said that after the news was released, all the eligible unmarried male cultivators from the sects within a thousand miles radius flocked here.
But 99% of people were screened out during the primary election.
Those who can come to this small building have passed the initial test.
The more Xu Fulai listened, the more confused he became.
A thousand miles around? ?
This is clearly a crack in the wall of this strange world. Before entering the city, you can see the high wall surrounding this land like mountains! Where did these other sects come from?
Moreover, if they were to choose a son-in-law, why would they arrange it in such a busy place, with mortals watching?
Could it be that I touched the gold and triggered some conditions?
Guo Rushong spoke eloquently and seemed to have a well-reasoned opinion, no different from the cultivators in Zhongfu Prefecture.
Xu Fulai couldn't help but ask, "Friend Guo, do you feel that there is something strange here?"
When asking this question, Xu Fulai was prepared for Guo Rushong to turn into a monster at any time.
But Guo Rusong was surprised and asked, "What's so strange about it?"
"Brother Guo, to be honest, my fellow disciples and I came here and accidentally got separated. This city seems to be intentionally separating us! It's like there's some kind of teleportation formation!"
Guo Rusong laughed and said, "Fellow Daoist Xu, you don't even know about Tianzhou City? This city is like a cave, with nine cities and nine districts, all interconnected. Without a map or someone familiar to guide you, you'll definitely get lost!"
“But there are still monsters in the city disguised as mortals, even monks!!”
Guo Rusong held his forehead and said, "Tianzhou City is a mixed bag. There are as many evil spirits as there are cultivators. There are great immortals above and evil spirits below. Didn't you understand this before you came here?"
Xu Fulai was stunned.
This is different from what he thought!
He also thought that there would be a scene where Guo Rushong would suddenly reveal his true face and say to him, "Is this really a monster?"
Could it be that this is really a city?
Seeing that Xu Fulai seemed to have crashed, Guo Rushong did not disturb his thoughts.
But not long after, a loud noise interrupted Xu Fulai's thoughts.
At one end of the street, two lines of men and women in uniform purple robes marched in an orderly fashion toward the small building. Wherever they passed, purple petals fluttered in the air.
In the center of the queue was a handsome man also wearing a purple robe.
"Purple Cloud Sect's direct descendant, Master Yu Yang has arrived!!"
A eunuch's voice drowned out the sound of drums and music surrounding the small building.
The purple-robed man floated up gently and flew towards the third floor of the small building.
But when he was halfway through his flight, several red silks blocked his way.
The purple-robed man seemed to be trying to gracefully break through the red silk barrier, but it seemed to be ineffective. So, he hurriedly withdrew his strength, trying his best to maintain his grace and fall back into the queue.
After standing still, he even showed a smile that he consciously thought was very elegant.
"So greasy." Xu Fulai couldn't help but complain.
"It's actually Yu Yang from Ziyun Sect!" Guo Rushong looked alert.
When Xu Fulai looked back, he found that the other candidate NPCs also had the same look in their eyes as they had just given him.
In fact, this look is more hostile.
"Miss Yuqing, since you insist on going through the motions, it's okay for me to wait a little longer." Yu Yang smiled towards the balcony.
"Mr. Yu, please respect yourself."
Yuqing's cold voice was heard from inside the house.
This voice and the sweet voice calling Xu Fulai did not seem to be from the same person.
This also gave Xu Fulai an inexplicable sense of superiority.
Yu Yang glanced at the candidates and smiled contemptuously.
But these candidates, including Guo Rushong, all seemed angry but dared not speak out.
Xu Fulai felt like he had seen this plot somewhere before.
Could it be that this is a plot that will send NPCs to the door so that players can experience the joy of being slapped in the face?
But the prerequisite is that I can win!!!
This Purple Cloud Sect's direct descendant, the name alone tells me he's not to be trifled with! !
And there are so many people following him! !
Guo Rusong, who was standing next to him, didn't wait for Xu Fu to ask any questions before he began explaining, "The Ziyun Sect is a major sect, and the Ziyun Patriarch is also a giant. Yu Yang's realm is extremely close to the peak of the Void Core. Rumor has it that he is arrogant and domineering..."
Xu Fulai immediately became worried about the AI intelligence of "Cangxia Wendao".
Although the current plot is old-fashioned, when it happened to Xu Fulai, he didn't feel bored at all.
Xu Fulai silently wrote down Yu Yang's information and asked Guo Rushong about the information of other candidates.
But after Guo Rushong finished speaking, Xu Fulai forgot everything.
I don't think there's any need to remember the names of these passerby NPCs.
"Friend Guo, Miss Yuqing is choosing a husband. Is she going to have a competition between us? Or something else?"
"I don't know about that. I guess it will be announced after everyone arrives."
“Everyone hasn’t arrived yet?”
Xu Fulai was a little puzzled.
Generally, those who come later are more prestigious. In other words, are there even more famous NPCs?
It would be such a waste to experience this storyline alone!!
Could it be that I really encountered it! ?
Thinking of this, Xu Fulai immediately thought of those inheritors, Shi Qiao's three followers, Wang Ze who was chatting and laughing with the ghost painting female cultivator, and those players who had all kinds of messy adventures.
Things change over time!
So Xu Fulai turned on the camera mode.
Yu Yang's followers cleared a space and stood there by themselves, feeling sorry for themselves.
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