I run a travel agency in the cultivation world

Everyone at the banquet was stunned at first, but finally a few students in the Qi training period took the lead and stood up to raise their glasses in congratulations.

As soon as someone took the lead, the others stood up with their glasses of wine and toasted.

Only Zong Yan, whose eyes were filled with astonishment, was still sitting there in a daze, a little at a loss.

Others don't know the weight of Yang Zhao's golden elixir, but he himself knows it clearly.

When the two met a year ago, Yang Zhao was still a raw melon egg who had just opened his pulse, and he taught him the first idea book.

In the end, it was surprising that Yang Zhao was one step ahead of him in building the foundation, but it didn't matter. It only took a hundred days to build the foundation. It only proved from the side that Yang Zhao was more tolerant and had a firmer will.

With Zong Yan's family status, he doesn't lack that little time.

Time will slowly solidify his foundation, allowing him to go more and more smoothly on the path of cultivation.

Most of the time, Zong Yan always looked at Yang Zhao with a little pity.

After all, she has such good qualifications, but she is a heretic monk.

In the Great Zhou Dynasty, it has become increasingly difficult for heretic monks to produce talents in recent years.

As a heretic monk and a helpless foreigner, Yang Zhao's ending seemed to be doomed.

But now!

Now she has formed a pill directly!

"You ate all the chopsticks, aren't they hard?" Yang Zhao pulled the missing piece of chopsticks from Zong Yan's hand and urged him to spit out the wood residue in his mouth.

"Bah! Bah!"

Zong Yan looked at Yang Zhao as if he had just woken up from a dream, with a strange light bursting out of his eyes.

"You are golden elixir. You are not over 30 now, right?"

"Ah, it's not super, what's wrong?"

Zong Yan turned around and came over, his handsome face flushed with excitement.

"Do you want to join our Yongzhou Academy? There is a great opportunity waiting for you."

Yang Zhao leaned back.

"Why, your school is recruiting foreign aid again?"

Zong Yan moved forward and scored another two points.

"No, I want you to officially come to our Yongzhou Prefecture to enroll, just like me."

Yang Zhao raised his eyebrows.

"Regular member?"

"Yes, you can learn whatever you want then."

Yang Zhao was interested, but felt that this matter was a bit unreliable.

"But doesn't the government school not accept people from other worlds?"

"Then you can just join me."

Zong Yan didn't think it was that difficult.

"This is not easy for others, but it is different for us at Yongzhou Prefecture. There is a gentleman in our Prefecture who knows the art of bloodline severing. He can cut off your bloodline from your original national bloodline, and then If you read through the history books of the Great Zhou Dynasty, you will usually be able to sense the land of my clan soul in a month or two. As long as you enter the land of clan soul, you will be a Dazhou person recognized by my ancestors of the Zhou Dynasty."

Yang Zhao's eyebrows were already wrinkled.

She originally thought that the admission standards of the government school were loosened because she entered Jindan.

She had even begun to imagine that the library of Yongzhou Buddhism would be opened for her.

The result turned out to be such a method. "I'm afraid your good intentions will be in vain. There is absolutely no way I can do this to cut off your bloodline."

Zong Yan seemed to have been knocked off his feet by a slap in the face, and he looked at Yang Zhao in confusion.

"My ears were a bit hard just now. Please repeat yourself."

Today’s joke is that my ears don’t work well during the foundation building period.

"If there is any other way to join Yongzhou Academy, it would be my honor. Cutting off the bloodline is not an option."

Zong Yan suddenly sat upright and looked at Yang Zhao with a frown.

"Your Chi County, Shenzhou, is prosperous in cultivating Taoism. Do you want to go back to become a disciple?"

Yang Zhao shook his head.

Zong Yan asked again: "What about the many gods who educate all people?"

There are many Sandys, but they are all clay Buddhas and wood carvings of gods.

Yang Zhao shook his head.

"Then you have a family connection, and the family has given you a road to heaven?"

That was a benefit only available to children from aristocratic families, Yang Zhao was a poor peasant for eight generations.

Yang Zhao continued to shake his head.

This continuous shaking of his head completely confused Zong Yan.

"Then you had a chance encounter with someone's ancient inheritance?"

Yang Zhao could only shake her head. She had never been lucky enough to hit the sky. This could only be an act of lust in bed in the middle of the night.

"Then why! The great opportunity I mentioned is really a great opportunity, a chance to become a baby. With our Yongzhou Academy and my family's great support for you, you almost have a [-]% chance of getting this opportunity."

Speaking of Zong Yan, he was still afraid that Yang Zhao would misunderstand.

"The hope of [-]% is already very high. You have to know that there are no less than ten thousand people vying for this opportunity."

Oh, thousands of people are competing for it, but she can monopolize [-]% of it. This is a probability that makes people jealous no matter where they are.

Yang Zhao's heart inevitably beat "dong dong".

That's an adult...

But…….

Ugh…….

Yang Zhao held down the dragon gun that was about to jump up on his wrist.

"Thanks to you for looking up to me, I'm quite moved, but everything else is easy to talk about. Cutting off the bloodline is not enough. I can only live up to your kindness."

Anger welled up in Zong Yan's eyes, and he kicked everyone else out of the room and slammed the door.

"Don't think that your one-year golden elixir is very powerful. I admit that it is indeed very powerful, but there is a price to pay for taking shortcuts in your cultivation."

"In cultivation, the right path is to go straight on the main road. There are pitfalls in any remote path. We don't plan for the future now."

Yang Zhao looked at Zong Yan gratefully and sighed softly.

She knew that this was truly what she said from the bottom of her heart. If you have a bad relationship, who told you so much?

"My bloodline is the foundation of my cultivation. Cutting off my bloodline means cutting off my path. Once this path is cut off, it will be troublesome to resume it."

Her family knows her own affairs, so she may have good qualifications, but relying on a year's worth of golden elixirs is really not her cultivation qualification.