Nie Yanchen followed and said it was on his way.
Tu Nian chuckled.
She herself hasn't decided where to go yet, so what kind of path is this person taking?
Of course she didn't expose it. After all, the road was so wide and she couldn't control where anyone walked.
But she soon regretted it and sympathized with a certain travelogue master.
The torture for Wukong is not fighting with his boss's naughty child, nor running around for his trouble-making teammates, but the pain of having his ears filled with the magic sound of his master but not being able to kill him with a stick.
All the way from the town to the suburbs, Nie Yanchen kept chattering.
When they first started talking about exercises and ways of cultivation, Tu Nian found it quite interesting and listened with great interest.
Nie Yanchen seemed to have met a kindred spirit; his spirits rose and the topics they talked about became more and more outrageous.
What kind of sect scandals, the leader's love history, and even secret blood relationships. It's no exaggeration to say that this person is a real gossip search engine in the world of immortal cultivation.
Tu Nian always felt that his behavior was very familiar, but he couldn't remember why it was familiar.
Finally, when Nie Yanchen talked about the detailed experience of a certain sect's master keeping a mistress, Tu Nian finally couldn't help but speak: "Brother Nie."
"What is it?"
It was a rare opportunity for Nie Yanchen to express his desire to speak out. At this moment, he had a 100% favorable impression of Tu Nian and would respond to every request.
Facing his smiling face, Tu Nian chuckled twice and said, "Since you are so familiar with the major sects, can you help me analyze which of the three sects and seven schools is more reliable?"
Not only did he change the subject, but Tu Nian had been thinking about it the whole time.
Nie Yanchen was stunned for a moment, "Reliable means..."
Tu Nian counted on his fingers, muttering, "The atmosphere is relaxed, the benefits are generous, they allow for bad performance, and the team is very strong."
It would be best if I could help her settle the dispute between the heroine and Yuqing Sect without any effort.
Nie Yanchen glanced at her helplessly and said, "There's no such good thing in the world."
After a rather disappointed "Oh", Tu Nian asked, "Is there anything that can make me more powerful?"
Nie Yanchen pondered for a moment, then asked tentatively, "Miss Tu, are you planning to join the sect again?"
Nodding, Tu Nian sighed, "There's no future for independent cultivators. Alone, you can never be as good as those with bigger families and businesses."
In the world of cultivating immortals, if one person succeeds, everyone around him will benefit from it. That's no joke.
Then the topic became serious. Nie Yanchen's attitude immediately became serious, and he asked her in detail: "So, Miss Tu, do you want to focus on talisman cultivation in the future, or do you plan to add sword cultivation?"
Tu Nian was confused, "How do you know I'm a talisman cultivator?"
Nie Yanchen smiled, "I'm just guessing. When we were dealing with the wolf demon that day, Miss Tu seemed more skilled with talismans than with swords."
Tu Nian couldn't help but blush.
She knew the original owner's swordsmanship very well. His talent was so poor that he had difficulty even killing a chicken. That was why he became a talisman cultivator.
This guy can speak so tactfully...
She didn't answer but asked, "Then Brother Nie, what do you think is the best way to practice with my talent?"
Nie Yanchen pondered for a moment and said, "May I ask about Miss Tu's spiritual root attributes?"
Tu Nian's face twitched, "Is this important?"
Nie Yanchen said, "Of course, whether it's talismans and swords, or weapons and formations, etc., each technique has its own basis and strengths. Spiritual roots, as the cornerstone of cultivation, are of paramount importance."
The most important thing...
Tu Nian's face wrinkled when she heard this. Nie Yanchen saw her like this and thought she was just being wary of him, so he quickly added, "Miss Tu, if you don't want to say more, I'll just analyze the sect..."
"Fake spiritual roots."
After Tu Nian finished speaking, Nie Yanchen was stunned, thinking he had misheard, "Fake spiritual roots?"
It’s not that he looks down on cultivators with poor talents, but everyone knows that Yuqing Sect has always recruited geniuses.
In other words, no waste.
Fake spiritual roots are considered the worst of the worst in the world of cultivating immortals, so how could they possibly enter the Yuqing Sect?
Tu Nian guessed what he was thinking, and explained with a sigh: "My parents did a favor to the head of Yuqing Sect, so I was accepted as an exception."
Nie Yanchen suddenly realized. Having a background was another matter.
Squatting on the ground dejectedly, Tu Nian said, "No sect would want a loser like me."
The heroine has a halo, but she only has a bare butt.
So miserable.
Nie Yanchen retorted, "That's not true. The Baihua and Danyang sects only accept female cultivators, and because they specialize in medical and medicinal cultivation, they don't consider talent when accepting disciples."
Tu Nian glanced at Nie Yanchen with grievance, "That means you're incompetent in fighting."
Nie Yanchen was choked up, and after a long pause he stammered, "The two sect masters are quite popular."
Tu Nian understood that the advantage of these two sects was that they could quickly mobilize people in a fight.
Maybe the one shaking the candle is from Yuqing Sect.
"That's pure bullshit."
Tu Nian kicked his legs and lay flat, and suddenly he became like a Buddha.
"Brother Nie."
"Why."
"You go."
"ah?"
Staring blankly at the endless sky, Tu Nian said, "I won't bet on this."
Anyway, based on her talent, Hengshu will be killed by the heroine, so there is no need to bother with other people's sects.
Seeing her look of despair, Nie Yanchen took the initiative and said, "Actually, Miss Tu, you can come to our sect! The sect leader and I are old friends, so having you as a disciple is no problem at all."
Thinking Nie Yanchen was just trying to comfort himself, Tu Nian asked with a lack of interest, "Brother Nie, what school did you belong to?"
Nie Yanchen was quite proud when talking about his own sect. He puffed out his chest slightly and said with a bit more authority, "Snow Valley."
"No."
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