My Master is Lin Zhengying

It shocked many people.

This is the medicinal herb that countless senior celebrities in the Taoist sect want to get.

Nan Chen, however, did not plan to keep it for himself.

So, Nan Chen is very fast.

Under the gaze of the crowd, he left the martial arts arena.

Elder Yunkong on the ring announced again at this time:

"Next, all contestants can go to the red list to check the battle score.

Through the high and low scores, go to the podium to receive rewards..."

Hearing this, the younger generation from all walks of life set off one after another and started walking to the red list positions on both sides.

Above are names and corresponding ratings.

From high to low, the highest is naturally Chuci.

The seventh level of the mysterious rank, the cultivation base is strong.

Yujian is very good, although it is a loss.

But the powerful posture is difficult to cover.

Therefore, he is highly rated.

It reached nine point nine.

With this score, you can get the mysterious pill, secret technique and magic weapon at the same time.

Moreover, they are all the best and have the right to choose.

The lowest is a casual cultivator.

The score is [-], which is basically to make up the numbers on stage.

Even, he couldn't move his profound energy flexibly.

But this time, Daomen took great care of the newcomers.

Therefore, this kind of casual cultivation was given a first-grade mysterious pill.

The younger generation cheered.

However, some older generations quickly followed after Nan Chen left.

At this time, Nan Chen had already left the back mountain.

Through inquiring about a disciple of Tianshi Mansion.

His senior brother Qiu Sheng and his master received treatment from the doctor of Tianshi Mansion in the room where Uncle Jiu was.

Without hesitation, Nan Chen hurried to Uncle Jiu's room.

Don't wait for Nan Chen to come to Uncle Jiu's room.

A figure directly blocked Nan Chen.

Nan Chen was taken aback, and glanced forward.

Seeing that it was an old man with white hair, Nan Chen didn't know him either.

The old man smiled, and then said:

"Congratulations, little friend, for winning the title of No.1 of the younger generation!"

Seeing that the other party stopped him, Nan Chen must have something to do, it is impossible to congratulate himself specially.

After all, the two had no intersection at all, nor did they know each other.

Nan Chen cupped his fists:

"Thank you senior, but you didn't come to congratulate me alone, did you?"

The white-haired old man smiled "hehehe".

But before he could speak, an old man in purple robe appeared from behind Nan Chen.

"Of course this old guy is not. He came here for the nine-cold nine-leaf clover in your hand."

The white-haired old man was taken aback for a moment, but then he smiled and said:

"Brother Ziyun, don't you too?"

Hearing this, Nan Chen's heart tightened.

Then look back.

Old Taoist Nanchen in Ziyi knew him, he was the head of the Kongtong Sect, Taoist Priest Ziyun.

That is, thank you sir.

Daoist Ziyun was a little nervous when he saw Nan Chen.

Hastily said again: