Chapter 1457 The Poor People of Jiaoshan

Yunye Xianzhen is located in the southeast of Tianye Prefecture, close to the border of Hengjiang Prefecture.

Yunye Xianzhen is not large in scale, with only one street in both directions. These two streets are also official roads leading to all directions.

The entrance to the official road to Xianzhen is guarded by the Dragon Xianwei set up by Yuantong Dynasty. However, there are actually not many people who go in and out of Xianzhen.

Early in the morning of this day, when the first sun rose from the horizon, a dusty black figure appeared on the official road running north and south to Yunye Xianzhen.

This black figure is none other than Wu Yan who came all the way from Jiaoshan.

Jiaoshan Xiancun is thousands of miles away from Yunye Xianzhen. It took Wu Yan three or four days to complete the journey. During this period, he suffered a lot in order to avoid some unnecessary troubles.

However, because his immortal cultivation was completely concealed by the hat transformed by the Divine Machine Plate, and because his body had been constantly tempered and transformed by the laws of the world in the Taiyi Realm over the past few days, he had already gained a trace of the unique dragon immortal aura of the Yuantong Dragon Realm, making him look nothing like an ascender who had just entered the Taiyi Realm, but rather like a genuine poor man from Jiaoshan.

Although the language used here was completely different from that in the lower realms, it was not difficult for Wu Yan, who had the blood of the Divine Machine Clan, to do so.

Without even using the immortal essence, Wu Yan only used the Divine Pivot Immortal Consciousness to stimulate the language acceptance and learning functions of part of the Divine Machine Clan bloodline, and he completed the language conversion in a very short time, and could even speak the authentic Jiaoshan language and the Eastern Dragon Realm language.

Looking ahead, at the end of the official road, a large immortal town appeared in front of him. Comparing the information obtained from the Divine Pivot, Wu Yan knew that the destination of this time, Yunye Immortal Town, had arrived.

"Stop! What are you doing?"

As soon as he reached the entrance of Yunyexian Town, Wu Yan was stopped by two dragon fairy guards.

"I am a poor man from Jiaoshanxian Village, and I want to go to Tianye City to make a living."

On the way here, Wu Yan had already entered Jiaoshanxian Village, learned some things, and even got a temporary identity as a poor man in Jiaoshanxian Village.

In Jiaoshanxian Village, as long as you have fairy stones, you can buy an identity card, and you don't have to worry about your identity being leaked. What's more, Wu Yan's human appearance is indeed easy to be mistaken for a poor man in Jiaoshan.

"Take out your identity card for inspection!"

One of the dragon fairy guards glanced at Wu Yan unceremoniously. The poor people in Jiaoshan are the poorest tribe nearby, and there is no money to be made. Naturally, they will not give Wu Yan a good face.

Wu Yan took out a wooden sign from his arms and showed it to the two of them.

Seeing that the wooden sign really had the identity mark of the poor people of Jiaoshan Fairy Village, the two did not make it difficult for Wu Yan, and frowned and put him into Yunye Fairy Town.

The so-called poor people are the human race that came out of Jiaoshan.

There is a Jiaoshan near Jiaoshan Fairy Village. This Jiaoshan is actually the transformation of an ancient horned dragon when it fell. For such ancient dragons, where their true bodies return to the ruins, there must be a lost small world.

The creatures living in such a lost small world are called lost poor people by the local people.

After all, these people are also creatures bred in the bodies of the ancient dragons, and they are essentially branches of the dragon clan. Therefore, they will not be embarrassed by the natives when they enter Yuantong Dragon Domain.

It was precisely through the scanning of the Shenshu that Wu Yan had some understanding of this area that he thought of this method of concealing his identity.

Of course, the general poor people of Jiaoshan will only stay in Jiaoshan Fairy Village. Unless they encounter a particularly large disaster or have no choice, they will never leave Jiaoshan Fairy Village easily.

After entering the fairy town, Wu Yan was a little confused. Because he found that his current identity was really embarrassing.

As a poor man from Jiaoshan who left Jiaoshan Fairy Village for the first time, it was impossible for him to have many fairy stones on him. But in Yunye Fairy Town, whether it is food or accommodation, it costs money, and to leave here through the teleportation fairy formation of Yunye Fairy Town, or to hire a dragon horse fairy car to leave here on the official road, a large amount of fairy stones are required.

No matter which way, it will undoubtedly expose his identity and may attract the attention of the dragon horse fairy rider and the dragon eagle fairy rider.

He really saw their powerful and tyrannical outside Jiaoshan Fairy Village and on the official road when he came.

Wu Yan walked along the street on the street of the fairy town, secretly observing Yunye Fairy Town and the various people coming and going in the fairy town, while thinking about countermeasures.

After half a day, when all four suns appeared in the sky, Wu Yan finally explored the entire Yunye Xian Town. At this time, Wu Yan appeared in a mixed area under the northern wall of the town.

The people gathered here were either casual cultivators or wanderers, and there were also poor people like him.

At present, although Wu Yan wanted to leave Yunye Xian Town and go to Tianye City in Tianye Prefecture, he also knew that it would be difficult to leave this place with his unclear identity.

Of course, the most important thing is that Wu Yan still wants to figure out why these people are staring at the recent ascenders.

Finding an empty corner and sitting down against the wall, Wu Yan squinted his eyes and quietly observed other cultivators around him. At the same time, he listened carefully to the conversations of people around him through the Shenshu Xianzhi.

Soon, two guys not far from him caught Wu Yan's attention.

Wu Yan stood up and slowly walked towards the two people. When they were still a few feet away, the two people clearly realized that Wu Yan was heading towards them, so they stopped talking and looked warily. stared at him.

"I've invited two friends. I'm here at Jiaoshan Rock. They are poor people from Jiaoshan Fairy Village. I wonder what I call my two friends?"

The two people Wu Yan noticed were a middle-aged man from the Dragon Clan with two horns, and an old man from the Dragon Turtle Clan with a mustache.

From the conversation between the two just now, Wu Yan learned that both of them planned to go to Moyun Ridge to find opportunities.

One of these two people is at the peak of the ninth level of the divine body realm, and the other is at the early stage of a true immortal.

The peak cultivation level of the ninth level of the Divine Body Realm is generally said to be only equivalent to the peak level of the Void Immortal Stage, and cannot be compared with the Real Immortal Stage. However, the middle-aged man with this level of cultivation is an out-and-out Dragon Clan bloodline, so with this The combat power exerted by the cultivation base is not weaker than that of the immortals in the early stage of true immortality.

"The poor people of Jiaoshan?"

As soon as the two of them heard Wu Yan's identity, a trace of undisguised disdain suddenly appeared on the corners of their mouths. Especially when it was discovered that Wu Yan was only at the seventh level of the Divine Body Realm, this disdain quickly turned into contempt.

"Get away! We have no interest in dealing with useless people."

The middle-aged dragon man scolded him in a very contemptuous and impolite tone. In various realms of Xuantian World, there are all kinds of poor people, and they are basically the lowest races.

After the old man from the Dragon Turtle Tribe glanced at Wu Yan, he lost interest in even looking at him a second time.

There was a mixture of fish and dragons in this place, and there were more than a dozen idle monks gathered around. At this time, they all looked over here as if they were watching a good show.

There were also two poor people nearby. They didn't know where they came from. They saw Wu Yan being scolded by the middle-aged dragon man. Although they showed sympathy on their faces, they obviously had no intention of standing up to him.

The poor people who come out of the small world are usually human beings. In every aspect, they are incomparable to the aborigines in the Heavenly Realm.

"Friend, keep your mouth clean!"

Wu Yan suddenly took a big step forward, and at the same time punched the middle-aged dragon man with a steady punch.

Seeing this scene, the dozens of idle people around suddenly became interested. They stopped what they were doing and gathered around, as if they were watching a good show.

And the two poor people had incredible expressions on their faces.

Wu Yan punched him not to cause trouble, but according to the custom here, he wanted to compete with the middle-aged dragon clan.

Dragons are naturally aggressive, and they especially like wrestling. In Yuantong Dragon Territory, there has always been a custom of wrestling to determine superiority and inferiority. Although Wu Yan didn't know much about this place, he also understood this from the information fed back from the divine hub.

"Huh? How courageous! A poor man who is only at the seventh level of the divine body actually dares to challenge me, Long Mukui, to a wrestling match. He really doesn't know how to live or die!"

The middle-aged dragon man immediately laughed strangely, jumped up from the ground, and stared at Wu Yan with disdain. However, he did not hesitate in his movements. He also raised his fist and punched Wu Yan.

This kind of direct fist-to-bomb wrestling is actually the lowest and most direct way of fighting. Of course, it is also the best way to show the strength of two people.

However, it is obvious that no one is optimistic about Wu Yan.

After all, he was just a poor Jiaoshan citizen with a seventh-level divine body. How could he be the opponent of Long Mukui, who was at the peak of the ninth-level divine body?

Although Long Mukui is not an authentic dragon tribe, he is still a member of the Longmu tribe, and there is no way he can be compared to the miserable people of Jiaoshan. What's more, there is still such a huge gap between the two of them.

The two poor people couldn't bear to look away. They probably couldn't bear to see Wu Yan being beaten into a scum by Long Mukui's punch.

Unexpectedly, after the two fists collided, Jiaoshan Kumin Jiaoshanyan, who should have been blown away by the punch, not only stood on the spot without any problems, but also seemed to still have some strength left.

Looking at Long Mukui again, there was a cracking sound of bones in his fist, and then he shook his hands and screamed, pointing at Wu Yan as if he had seen a ghost, and couldn't say a word for a long time!

The idle people who gathered around to watch the show were so shocked that their mouths opened so wide that they could fit an egg in!

At this time, the old man from the Dragon Turtle Tribe who was with Long Mukui also widened his small mung bean eyes, pointed at Wu Yan with a horrified face and said: "You, a poor Jiaoshan citizen, obviously only have the cultivation level of the seventh level of the divine body, why? With so much strength and such strong physical muscles?”

While speaking, the old man from the Dragon Turtle Tribe quickly helped to check Long Mukui's palm.

"Long Mukui, stop screaming, your finger bones are not broken."

After an inspection, it was found that the phalanges of Long Mukui's palms were only dislocated due to the shock, rather than shattered. The face of the old man from the Dragon Turtle tribe became more and more incredible. He looked at Wu Yan with eyes filled with shock and horror. Admire.

Long Mukui stopped shouting. The two of them did not dare to underestimate Wu Yan this time and apologized to him one after another. They only heard the old man from the Dragon Turtle tribe say: "The old man Long Guifu is a casual cultivator of the Dragon Turtle tribe. This is Long Mu Kui, a good friend I met in Amano City, and he is a disciple of the Long Mu clan who is traveling. Brother Kakuyama, it was just a misunderstanding. Don’t take it personally.”

The old turtle of the Dragon Turtle Clan, Long Guifu, became a man of old age and was very good at talking. Wu Yan still wanted to ask the two for advice. Naturally, he would not be familiar with them. He just wanted to show his strength appropriately so that he could communicate with them more easily.

"Of course I won't be so stingy." Wu Yan smiled.