Chapter 1620, Heaven is jealous of talents

Once Zhou Yan advances to the realm of the Holy Spirit, the Zhou family will really have no place for him, Zhou Xiong, to speak.

"You, you have made a breakthrough. God is really jealous of talents."

At this time, Zhou Hu couldn't help sighing, although he also broke through, but he was stuck at the peak of the seventh level of spirit warrior, and it had been a long time, and there was no way to advance.

But now, his son has broken through to the spirit king realm.

This is just so hopeless.

"Hmph! Zhou Yan, you are indeed very talented, but it is simply impossible to raise your cultivation to the level of the Spiritual Sect within three months! I advise you to give up the promotion!"

Zhou Hu's face was extremely gloomy, he said unwillingly.

"Hehe, don't bother Second Uncle to worry about it, I have a sense of proportion!" Zhou Yan said with a smile.

"Hmph, it's good to have a sense of proportion!"

Zhou Hu's expression was still unkind.

Afterwards, Zhou Yan didn't bother to continue to pay attention to Zhou Hu, but turned around and said to those masters of the seventh and eighth ranks of spirits: "From now on, you will all follow Zhou Xiong. Don't worry, I will guarantee that you are safe and sound." ."

Hearing Zhou Yan's words, everyone looked at Zhou Yan gratefully, and said respectfully, "Thank you, young master."

"En!" Zhou Yan nodded in satisfaction.

"Okay, you guys go back first." Zhou Yan waved his hand and said.

Afterwards, Zhou Hu quickly left the Zhou Mansion with these seventh- and eighth-level spirit masters.

He knew that his son must be hiding something from him, but he couldn't do anything about it.

Because these people were bought by Zhou Yan with money.

"Father, don't worry, don't worry, I won't let Zhou Yan hurt you!" Zhou Hu couldn't help saying when he saw Zhou Xiong's worried expression.

"Oh, I hope!" Zhou Xiong sighed softly, and then he also left Zhou Mansion.

Afterwards, Zhou Yan also brought these people to a small courtyard of Zhou Mansion.

At this time, there was a girl in the yard, and behind the girl stood a young man, and this young man was Zhou Yan.

"Brother Zhou Yan." Seeing Zhou Yan coming, the girl's pretty face showed a gleam of joy.

"Yun'er, why are you here? Didn't I tell you that if you have nothing to do, don't bother me? Have you forgotten?" Zhou Yan said.

"Brother Zhou Yan, I miss you!" said the girl named Zhao Yun.

Hearing this, Zhou Yan shook his head slightly, did not speak, but went straight into the room and closed the door.

"Hmph, I don't believe it, this time you're still going to be caught without a fight." Zhao Yun said through gritted teeth.

She knew that Zhou Yan must be in retreat during this time, otherwise, he would have come back to see her long ago.

Thinking of this, a smile suddenly appeared on Zhao Yun's face, and she thought to herself: Brother Zhou Yan, even if you have broken through to the realm of the Holy Spirit, so what, don't you want to surrender under my pomegranate skirt?

"Yun'er, haven't you left yet?" At this moment, a crisp voice sounded, and then the door was pushed open, and a woman in a long white dress walked over slowly.

There was a bit of weakness in the woman's beautiful eyes, as if the spring breeze was blowing.

"elder sister."

"Sister, are you finally willing to come back?" Zhao Yun looked at the woman in white and said.

"Yun'er, didn't you say that you are retreating? Why did you come to the Zhou Mansion?" the woman in white asked.

"Hmph, I'm here to see brother Zhou Yan, sister, during your absence, brother Zhou Yan has been visiting you every day!" Zhao Yun said dissatisfied.

Hearing this, the woman in white blushed immediately on her cheeks. She lowered her head shyly and said softly: "Yun'er, what are you talking about, I have nothing to do with your brother Zhou Yan."

The woman in white is called Zhao Xinyan, and she is Zhao Yun's biological sister.

"I don't care, brother Zhou Yan will marry me anyway."

"Yun'er, what are you messing around with? Our Zhao family doesn't allow marriages to be decided by ourselves. How can you mess around." Hearing Zhao Yun's words, Zhao Xinyan couldn't help reprimanding her.

"Oh, sister, I know I was wrong. I will never dare to say that again in the future. Please forgive me."

After hearing these words, Zhao Xinyan finally felt a lot better.

"Okay, Yun'er, don't make a fuss, go back to practice quickly." Zhao Xinyan urged.

"Sister, then you have to go back quickly!"

"Okay, you go back first, I will go back later."

Zhao Yun nodded, then left here, returned to her small building, and continued to practice.

Zhou Yan, on the other hand, was sitting in the courtyard, waiting for Zhao Xinyan. After all, he promised Zhao Xinyan that he would try his best to reach the sixth-level spirit master within three days. At that time, he would lead the spirit masters under him. The fifth-level masters will go to the Zhou family's auction feast together. At that time, he will use the Zhou family to make his position more stable.

But at this moment, two months have passed since the day of Zhou Yan's retreat, and Zhou Yan's strength has also reached the level of the fourth-order spiritual master.

And Zhou Yan also discovered one thing.

That is Zhou Yan's soul power, which has become much stronger.

In the past, when he was at the first level of the spirit king, he could feel the existence of the ninth level of the spirit king, but now, when he broke through the fourth level of the spiritual master, his induction power has actually reached the eighth level of the spiritual master, and even stronger a lot of.

"What's the situation? Could it be the reason for that marrow washing pill?" Zhou Yan asked suspiciously.

"It seems that this marrow washing pill is indeed an extremely precious pill, which can actually help people's soul power to break through to the spirit king realm!"

"It seems that I must find an opportunity to get this elixir."

Immediately, Zhou Yan began to practice again.

 …

Time passed slowly.

In the blink of an eye, a month has passed.

On this day, Zhou Yan opened his eyes, his body was filled with powerful spiritual power, and his breath became very tyrannical.

"It seems that this time, my soul power can also reach the ninth level of the Spirit King!"

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the corner of Zhou Yan's mouth.

"Huh!" Zhou Yan let out a foul breath, and then he walked out of the room, ready to find someone to compete with, to see what level he has reached now.

Afterwards, Zhou Yan walked to an open space.

"Little brother, you also want to compete!"

"Yes, I want to challenge you!" Zhou Yan said indifferently.

"Oh? Then I will fulfill you!"

Zhou Yan did not expect that this young cultivator would be so arrogant and wanted to challenge him.

Although he disdains to fight against such a waste, but if it can add luster to the outside world, it is worth it.