Chapter 402

Murong Guangzhao just walked into the Beidou Posthouse and ignored the old people around him.

Seeing this scene, all the people held back their laughter and showed a very wonderful look on their faces. The old man's name is Bai Xiao. He has a high status among the disciples. He is arrogant on weekdays. He relies on his old age and sells his old age by virtue of his long years of practice. Unexpectedly, he has today. It's really gratifying.

"That's Murong Guangzhao. Bai Xiao is shriveled..." Liu Shan smiled. The world knows that Murong Guangzhao is upright. Bai Xiao even said such words. It's really asking for trouble.

Bai Xiao's face is so ugly that almost all the lines on his face are twisted together. In front of so many people, Murong Guangzhao doesn't even give him a trace of face. It's too presumptuous. However, due to Murong Guangzhao's identity, he can only endure it. After all, Murong aristocratic family still has great energy in Beidou city.

I saw a disciple of the Big Dipper star Pavilion walking out into the void with great momentum. His eyes swept over a Tianjiao and seemed to be choosing something.

From now on, until the end of the selection, they will accompany the Tianjiao they receive. The stronger the Tianjiao they receive, the more rewards the Beidou Xingchen Pavilion will give them. During this period, Zhu Tianjiao can put forward any requirements to them, and they will be satisfied as long as they are within their ability.

Therefore, in the name of Beidou Xingchen Pavilion, it is to receive all Tianjiao. In fact, it is a process of mutual choice, just taking what they need.

"Nangong childe." A voice came out and saw a middle-aged man in a star robe walking towards a Tianjiao. He smiled and said, "young master Nangong, I have some friendship with your father. I wonder if you would like me to receive him?"

Nangong Cang, No. 11 in the star list, has practiced for more than 50 years, which is enough to be called the name of Tianjiao. He has a prominent reputation among the young generation and is the treasure in the eyes of many Beidou Xingchen Pavilion disciples.

Hearing his name, Nangong Cang turned and looked at the disciple. He looked slightly down, looked at him up and down, and said, "are you?"

The middle-aged man looked a little changed, but he still maintained a calm attitude and said with a smile: "my name is Han Ling. I have some friendship with your father Nangong Hao. Nangong childe has extraordinary talent. He is really a fearsome young man and makes me ashamed."

Nangong Cang looked thoughtful and asked, "how do you rank among the disciples?"

When this remark fell, Han Ling's eyes suddenly stagnated. Suddenly, she looked embarrassed and didn't respond. It seemed that it was difficult to speak.

Not only Tianjiao, but also the disciples of Beidou Xingchen pavilion have corresponding ranking. This ranking is mainly based on the strength and talent of disciples. Although it is not absolute, it has certain persuasion. Many Tianjiao choose whether their disciples are strong or not.

Han Ling's reaction was clearly seen by Nangong Cang. Nangong Cang suddenly knew it in his heart. His eyes were indifferent for a moment. He looked away and said, "it seems that your position is not high. Please go back."

Being rejected by Nangong Cang so directly, the middle-aged man was a little embarrassed. He thought he might be rejected, but he didn't expect Nangong Cang to choose such a direct way without leaving any room at all.

There was still some discontent in her heart. Han Ling said again: "although I am in the general ranking, I can't check much with those core disciples, and your father and I..."

Before Han Ling finished speaking, Nangong Cang impatiently waved his hand to interrupt him and said faintly, "what a man my father is and how many friends he has made. You'd better weigh your strength and say it again."

The voice fell. Nangong Cang brushed his sleeve and left here, walked down, and hung Han Ling there alone. He didn't care about the latter's ugly face.

Looking at the back of Nangong Cang who left proudly, several wisps of cold light burst out in Han Ling's eyes, showing a terrible killing intention, which reduced the surrounding temperature a lot.

He has lowered his posture enough. Nangong Cang still speaks to him in such a condescending manner. His words are almost arrogant. Although Han Ling is not an extraordinary disciple, he is also a king of yuan. He is placed elsewhere and can command one side. When he has received such insults, his anger is almost uncontrollable.

"Wait, I will repay today's humiliation a hundred times!" Han Ling stared at Nangong Cang like a poisonous snake, with awe inspiring killing intention.

Not all the disciples were sent out. On the contrary, most of them were some disciples in the middle and lower reaches. Those really extraordinary disciples stood where they were and didn't move around. In their position, they didn't need to look for Tianjiao in person. Tianjiao would come to them.

Before Nangong Cang came to the disciples, he glanced over indifferent faces and finally landed on one person, with a faint look of excitement in his eyes.

He had seen this disciple at the banquet set up by his father. He clearly remembered that he came down with great temperament and crushed the guests. Even his father was polite and there were many words of praise between his words.

With the peak strength of his father Yuan Wang, it is obvious that he will not show such a respectful attitude because he is just a Yuan Wang. There is only one possibility that this person has an extraordinary identity.

At that time, Nangong Cang was speculating about his identity. Now he finally understood that he originally came from Beidou Xingchen Pavilion. In this way, he must have a high position among the disciples. Only in this way can he explain his father's attitude towards him.

His father smiled, and he would be very happy if he could receive him.

Han Ling has been watching nangongcang's trend. He is unwilling. He must see how nangongcang was rejected.

When he saw the direction of Nangong Cang, his pupils contracted slightly, as if it was some accident, and muttered, "Liu Shan?"

Nangong Cang walked in the direction where Liu Shan was located. The person he saw at the banquet that day was Liu Shan.

Liu Shan sensed that someone was coming towards him, and his eyes flashed. He just saw Nangong Cang coming. Nangong Cang stopped and bowed to Liu Shan: "in xianangong Cang, my father Nangong Hao, I once saw my elder at the banquet held by my father. I wonder if you can receive me?"

Nangong Cang's voice is not small. Everyone around him can hear it clearly. Han Ling naturally heard it. His face is blue and angry. He wants to slap Nangong Cang to death.

However, he refused to be arrogant and even arrogant. He was arrogant and even arrogant.

Now, Nangong Cang is modest and polite in order to get the recognition of Liu Shan. Where is the previous half arrogance? The change before and after is amazing.

This is the gap between the strong and the weak. The strong are respected. Even if they are cold by nature, they are still praised, while the weak will still be humiliated even if they lower their posture.