Fantastic Fantasy: Becoming the Queen's Companion Spirit Beast at the beginning

After half an hour.

Wang Yan's cave was surrounded by inner disciples of the Holy Land.

"Who is in there, come out quickly."

"If you don't come out and give everyone an explanation, you will bear the consequences."

"I'll give you 3 minutes, otherwise don't blame us for being rude."

Wang Yan, who was meditating, didn't notice the noise outside at all.

It was only after she finished her practice that she heard those noisy voices.

After calming down, Wang Yan walked out.

The moment the door opened, Wang Yan was stunned.

Unexpectedly, there were so many disciples gathered outside, it was impossible to see the end at a glance.

One of the leading female disciples sized Wang Yan up and said sarcastically, "You dare to promise the Holy Master to become a saint with mere low-grade Yuan Xingjing cultivation, who gave you the courage!"

As soon as the words fell, the disciples behind him made a fuss again:

"That's right, none of our senior brothers and sisters is better than you!"

"If you want to talk about the saint, we won't accept anyone except the elder sister."

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After they finished speaking, Wang Yan said in a loud voice without changing her face: "You can't become a saint just by yourself, it's up to the Holy Master to decide."

"If you have the ability, go to the Holy Master to reason, and don't spout a lot of nonsense here."

"Besides, if your so-called senior sister had the ability, the saintess of the sect would have already made the decision, so why should it be made at this time."

As soon as these words came out, the disciples present fell silent.

Every word of Wang Yan's words was heartbreaking, especially the last sentence, which directly left them speechless.

In fact, Sikong Zhen and a group of elders wanted to make the so-called elder sister a saint five years ago.

After all, no matter whether it is cultivation or character, that elder sister is regarded as the second in the hearts of the disciples in the Holy Land, and no one dares to be the first.

But her spirit beast bloodline is not very strong, and her future achievements are too low to bring substantial help to the sect.

Therefore, the saintess has not made a decision for a long time, which has caused Sikong Zhen's heart disease.

It was the appearance of Wang Yan and Ye Xuan that gave Sikong Zhen a glimmer of hope.

Sure enough, Ye Xuan's rapid progress shocked Sikong Zhen, and then he decided to make Wang Yan a saint.

After all, it is very close to the oath made 50 years ago.

Sikong Zhen also received a lot of news from that place, and they are making intensive preparations.

"Master is here."

I don't know who shouted, and all the disciples turned around.

Not far away, a woman in a yellow green shirt came slowly with light steps.

Beside him was an Ice Rabbit, its big eyes twinkled very agilely, and it looked very cute.

The person who came was Ouyang Qing, the so-called elder sister of the inner sect of the Holy Land.

After approaching, Ouyang Qing looked at the disciples in front of him, and said softly: "Everyone, go back to me, and don't disturb the saint's cultivation here."

Although the sound is not loud, it makes people feel like a spring breeze and is very pleasant.

Even Wang Yan couldn't help staring at her, she was so beautiful!

A female disciple in front of Ouyang Qing hesitated again and again, and said unwillingly: "Master, the saint should be you..."

But before she could finish speaking, Ouyang Qing interrupted her by raising his hand.

Looking at the disciples in front of him, Ouyang Qing smiled slightly: "I know everyone is doing it for my own good, but I have no intention of being a saint."

"Besides, the Holy Maiden is the face of the sect, and she has a great responsibility. The Holy Master and his elders can't be wrong. We should trust the Holy Master."

As soon as the words fell to the ground, all the disciples looked at Ouyang Qing with fiery eyes, with incomparable admiration.

As everyone knows, at this moment, Ouyang Qing has mixed feelings in his heart, which is very unpleasant.

She has been gifted since she was a child, and she is known as the proud son of heaven, and she also wants to be the saint of the Holy Land.

Literacy at the age of three, writing poetry at the age of five, painting at the age of seven, stepping into the upper-grade air sea realm at the age of nine, proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

He joined the inner sect of Taidou Holy Land at the age of 12, and in less than three years, he has already reached the top-grade Huayuan realm.

It was rumored a year ago that he was already in the low-rank virtual spirit realm. Now no one knows his true cultivation level, but at least he is in the middle-rank virtual spirit realm.

Five years ago, it was rumored that the saint wanted to make her a saint, so many younger brothers and sisters came to curry favor with her.

At that time, Ouyang Qing was in a moment of glory, and even many elders wanted to give her three points.

As a result, her family has flourished and become more and more powerful.

Now that Sikong Zhen suddenly announced that Wang Yan has become the saint of the Holy Land, Ouyang Qing is still a little bit disappointed.

Although with her current strength, it is more than enough to be an inner sect elder, but after all, it is difficult to calm down.

"Elder Sister is right, Eldest Sister is mighty, Holy Lord is wise."

"Elder Sister is right, Eldest Sister is mighty, Holy Lord is wise."

"Elder Sister is right, Eldest Sister is mighty, Holy Lord is wise."

Someone in the crowd yelled, and the rest echoed.

The deafening sound spread all over the field, shaking the sky and the earth.

After calming down, Ouyang Qing collected his mood, raised his hand as a signal, and his voice stopped abruptly.

Glancing at Wang Yan, Ouyang Qing nodded slightly.

"Junior Sister, I am optimistic about you, come on!"

After leaving a word, Ouyang Qing turned and left.

Those disciples hurriedly followed up and kept saying hello.

Seeing that Ouyang Qing's two simple sentences convinced these disciples to fall to the ground, Wang Yan frowned.

In her opinion, Ouyang Qing is not simple, but an opponent.

Invisibly, Wang Yan felt tremendous pressure. This was the first time she felt pressure since she was reborn.

But Wang Yan likes pressure, the greater the pressure, the more she can urge her to practice.

After the disciples outside the cave had finished walking, Wang Yan returned to the cave to continue her cultivation.

At this moment, Sikong Zhen sent several disciples, bringing all the pills and secret books needed for cultivation.

Looking at the pile of things on the table, Wang Yan clenched her fists tightly and her gaze was firm.

With these things, her cultivation will become very simple.

In her previous life, she was an empress, her cultivation was supreme. For her, there was no bottleneck at all.

As long as there are enough natural treasures and elixirs, improving one's cultivation is as easy as drinking water.

After making up her mind, Wang Yan took a few pills to improve her cultivation, and began to practice.

When Wang Yan was not practicing day and night, Ye Xuan flew to the small river every day to enjoy the beautiful scenery quietly.

Strange to say, there are female disciples going to bathe in that river every day, Ye Xuan is also quite curious.

But this doesn't affect him looking at the scenery, and even looks higher and higher.

Day after day, Ye Xuan never felt bored.

……

half a month later.

Over the holy land, dark clouds are densely covered, which is very scary.

Immediately afterwards, a thunderbolt struck down fiercely, drawing a crack in the sky.

Immediately afterwards, there was lightning and thunder, and a strong wind blew up.

Somewhere in the Holy Land, a halo became brighter and brighter, reaching the sky.

The huge beam of light caught the attention of everyone in Cangxuan Prefecture.