Chapter 485 Arrival at Lan Valley!

Lin Huan was stunned. The Valley of Lan was actually the location of the Yunlan Sect? Why didn't anyone tell him?

This time humiliating!

A man in green shirt with a mustache glanced sideways at Lin Huan, and said with a smile: "Haha, it seems that this is the first time for this junior brother to travel far away, but don't be afraid, we are all children of the world. , helping each other is the right thing to do.”

"If there is anything you don't understand, you can ask us, and we will definitely tell you everything we know. That's it..."

While speaking, he twisted his thumb and index finger.

Lin Huan raised his eyebrows and said to himself, "You are asking me to bribe him."

He does have some questions to ask, but he doesn't know what is hard currency in the ancient martial arts world. Is it Chinese coins or gold and silver?

He had already had a lot of embarrassments along the way, and he didn't want to do it again, so Lin Huan fell silent for a while.

Seeing that Lin Huan didn't speak, the man with the mustache thought that he didn't want to bribe him, so he said displeasedly: "Hmph, the disciples of the Xiaomen Xiaosect are full of stinginess, and they are not as good as those of the Shuiyue Sword Sect before. Where are the two female disciples!"

After speaking, he stretched out his right hand towards Lin Huan and said impatiently: "Bring over your identity card and invitation letter."

Lin Huan raised his eyebrows, took out his invitation letter and ID badge from his travel bag and handed them over.

The man with the mustache checked it, and after confirming it was correct, he said: "Junior Brother Guo, give this Junior Brother Lin the yellow number 144."

"Yes, Senior Brother Wang." Another man in green shirt rummaged in the large wooden box under the table for a while, and then took out a simple-looking wooden sign.

Then he threw the wooden sign towards Lin Huan without even looking at it.

Lin Huan raised his eyebrows and took the wooden sign into his hand with a backhand move. Then he glanced at the wooden sign and found that there was a big "yellow" on the front and the number 144 on the back.

"What does this mean?" Lin Huan was puzzled.

The man surnamed Wang didn't want to explain to him at all, and waved his hand impatiently: "Go in quickly, don't block it here."

Lin Huan's eyes turned cold and she stared at him for a while, then walked around the two of them with her bag and walked into the cliff break.

When Lin Huan saw him like this, the disciple named Wang immediately felt cold all over and shuddered involuntarily.

After Lin Huan left, the disciple named Wang felt a little warmer.

"Senior Brother Wang, what's wrong with you?" The disciple named Guo noticed his change and asked in confusion.

"No, it's nothing, I just felt a little uncomfortable suddenly." The disciple named Wang secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said with lingering fear.

He had only seen a look similar to Lin Huan's just now on one person, and that was Senior Brother Yun Mushan.

But who is Senior Brother Yun? A peerless genius who emerged from the Yunlan Sect in a century, a monster-level figure who became a legendary powerhouse at the age of 26.

As for Lin Huan, he was just an ordinary disciple of a sect that was small enough to be ignored. How could he be compared with Senior Brother Yun?

Thinking of this, the disciple named Wang comforted himself in his heart: "Illusion, it must have been an illusion just now!"

After walking into the cliff break, what appeared in front of Lin Huan was a narrow path. This path extended to a hundred meters away, and then turned to the right. It was unknown where it led.

Lin Huan followed the path and came to the corner. After turning around, his eyes suddenly opened up.

What appeared in front of Lin Huan was a huge valley covering several thousand acres of land. Surrounding the valley were rows of houses with blue bricks and blue tiles.

In the center of the valley is a hall similar to an ancient imperial court, and in front of the hall is a huge martial arts arena covering an area of ​​nearly one hundred acres.

Between the main hall and the surrounding houses, there is a light mist, and various flowers, plants, and trees are planted. Among them are pavilions, pavilions, and streams, which makes it look like a paradise.

In front of Lin Huan, there is a bluestone-paved staircase leading directly to the valley here. Following this staircase, Lin Huan walked down for more than ten meters and then stepped onto the flat ground.

After coming here, Lin Huan didn't know where to go.

Fortunately, there was a disciple of the Yunlan Sect nearby who was responsible for receiving guests from other sects. Under the guidance of this disciple, Lin Huan came to a cluster of houses on the west side of the valley.

"It turns out that this is the yellow-branded guest room. It's really insightful."

Along the way, Lin Huan saw that other houses were beautifully built, but the house in front of him was a bit...too shabby.

This piece of house is like the most common kind of small farmyard. There is no paint or even cement on the walls made of red bricks.

The red bricks are thus exposed, and the lime between the bricks is still clearly visible.

Lin Huan stood at the door of No. 144 "farm yard" and looked in. He found that the yard was full of dust and fallen leaves. It looked very desolate.

At this moment, a young man just walked out of the room No. 145 next door. After seeing Lin Huan's expression of "life is hopeless", he immediately laughed and said: "Brother, don't look at it, this is where we live. "

"Brother?" Lin Huan was stunned. Isn't it just that brothers and sisters call each other here? Why does this person use the name "buddies"?

"Hey, look at my mouth, I said it wrong again." Then the man put away his smile, cupped his hands and said, "My name is Sheng Yufan, I am a descendant of the Guwu Sheng family. I don't know who my senior brother is, and which sect he is a disciple of?"

Lin Huan was taken aback by his suddenly serious tone.

After a while, Lin Huan touched his nose and said, "My name is Lin Huan, and I am an eighteenth-generation disciple of the Wuying Sect. Besides, you should call me buddy. I'm not used to calling others senior brother."

Hearing what he said, Sheng Yufan immediately withdrew his solemn expression and said, "Brother Lin is a fellow man at first glance!"

Lin Huan smiled and asked, "How long have you been here, buddy? Why is our place so dilapidated?"

Sheng Yufan shook his head and sighed, "I just arrived today too. As for the place we live in...hehe."

Lin Huan raised his eyebrows, wondering why he laughed so much, and asked, "Why?"

Sheng Yufan walked up to Lin Huan, put his hand on his shoulder in a familiar manner and asked, "Yunlan Sect is just looking at what others are doing. Is your Wuying Sect a small sect?"

"Yes." Lin Huan nodded, and then asked doubtfully, "Could it be that disciples of the sect live better than ours?"

Sheng Yufan said with some dissatisfaction: "It's not just the living that's good, the food is much better than ours."

"I just inquired about it just now, like the disciples of the three schools and eight masters, they all get the brand name of the local name, and they all live in the guest room of the local name."

"Like Seven Swords Sect, Zhongzhou Lu Family, and Lingnan Chen Family, this kind of medium-strength ancient martial arts sect and aristocratic family live in Xuanzi's guest room."

"As for those of our small sect and small family, we can only live in yellow rooms."

"As for the three meals a day, hehe...you'll know when the time comes."

After listening to Sheng Yufan's introduction, Lin Huan sighed inwardly.

He has long known that class exists everywhere, but this is the first time he has seen such a stark class division in the ancient martial arts world!