Zhou Yiran was thinking about the development direction of the pioneers, and the battle over there had already decided the outcome.

The cultivator who stepped on the flying sword defeated Shura who was higher than his level by relying on the advantages of the combination of the strong and wise.

The last sword passed by, Shura's head floated and blood spilled.

The black fog surrounding the fiefdom also dissipated with the death of the black-robed man.

Zhou could still see the moment Shura died, and it flashed a few golden lights and fell onto the head of the cultivator. These golden lights may be the merit value transformed by Shura's sin value.

"It's really a lot, with a total of eight thousand merits!" The cultivator put the flying sword into the scabbard and prepared to leave.

Zhou Yiran faintly heard the words of the cultivator and was frightened and said to himself: "The killing value of this black robe is so much? The merit value obtained by killing the black robe reaches 8,000, which means that the killing value of this Shura is at least 16,000. After being killed, fifty percent of the killing value will be converted into merit value and added to the cultivator."

Zhou Yiran waved his hand and thanked: "Thank you for your help, I will definitely remember you!"

The cultivator turned his head and looked at Zhou Yiran with a gentle look, "Don't thank me, hurry up and build a defensive building. Otherwise, after three months, you will be waiting to be killed. I have seen a lot of things that the Trail Blazers were killed just after three months of protection!"

Zhou Yiran saw that the person carrying the sword also had the intention of despising the pioneers, and thought to himself: "Are you used to seeing the pioneers being killed and have developed the inertial thinking of the weak pioneers?"

"Do you really think the Trail Blazers are weak?" Zhou Yiran asked. He could not let this powerful cultivator go easily, because he rarely met such a person and had to get important joy about the world from him. Zhou Yiran had to do this because he wanted to live, live a wonderful life, and be above the strong and wise, so that they could see if the Trail Blazers were as weak as they imagined.

"Isn't it?" he asked back.

Zhou Yiran shook his head and said, "I don't think so!"

"No one will admit that he is weak, right? A weak pioneer!" After the cultivator said that, he pointed to Shura on the ground and said, "As long as he attacks casually, you will die in the underworld!"

"He is just a little more experienced. If I come in with him, he may not be able to see me alive." After Zhou Yiran finished speaking, the cultivator seemed to have a little interest. He had never seen such a reluctant pioneer with ambition.

"Okay, let's have a good talk today and talk about why he can't see you alive!" After the cultivator said that, he walked to Zhou Yiran's side.

Zhou Yiran heard the prompt: "There is no threat to enter the country, so whether it is allowed to pass."

Zhou still lets go.

The cultivator walked into Zhou Yiran's village, looked at the several buildings just built in Carpenter Village, and said to hundreds of weak farmers, old and young, "It's been a good construction, how many weeks have you been in?"

"Three days!" Zhou Yiran said.

The cultivator's body paused for a moment and said, "No wonder you are so happy. It's good. With such a development speed, you will have the ability to protect yourself even after the protection period."

When everyone saw the people who killed the black robe approaching, they all gave up a path.

Chen Xiaoer looked at the corpse of the black robe from afar. He wanted to go forward but did not dare to go forward. He seemed to be hesitating. Finally, he mustered up the courage and quietly approached the corpse of the black robe. The two sharp crescent moon daggers of the black robe were discarded beside him. Li Laohu looked at it with greed and followed Chen Xiaoer and approached. That was the meaning, obviously he had already regarded the two daggers of the black robe as his own.

Zhou Yiran and the cultivator entered the house, and the door was tightly closed.

The cultivator sat down calmly and said, "You probably haven't reached level ten."

Zhou Yiran nodded.

"I can tell you that after ordinary pioneers reach level 10, they will start the corresponding profession. This profession is divided according to the amount of your merit. You should not have merit now." After the cultivator said that, Zhou Yiran did not admit it or deny it. In the eyes of cultivators, this expression should be considered as lack of merit.

But he didn't know that Zhou still had four hundred merits, and some of the subsequent merits were consumed.

"Then what kind of profession will most of you Trail Blazers advance to?" Zhou Yiran asked.

"It depends on what kind of architecture you have! A few of the pioneers have advanced to: 'King of Trail Blazers', which is a combat defense development branch, which is extremely aggressive and is relatively strong among the advancement of Trail Blazers. However, even such a profession can be easily killed by any of the other two professions. Once a level 20 Shura destroyed twenty-six villages of King of Trail Blazers overnight." After the cultivator said, he looked at Zhou Yiran's expression carefully, but Zhou Yiran's expression disappointed him. When he heard that a Shura destroyed so many villages overnight, Zhou Yiran was neither surprised nor afraid, and still looked calm.

"The most advanced pioneers are the 'Brave Blazers'. This profession is an auxiliary development branch. The 'Brave Blazers' can adjust the affinity of peasants under each pioneer's subordinates, so that the 'Brave Blazers of Kings' have some estimates of the 'Brave Blazers', because if a war with the 'Brave Blazers of Kings', the loyalty of the 'Brave Blazers of Kings' will be sharply reduced." After saying that, the cultivator shook his head and said, "I really don't understand that such a weak profession has such a big limitation."

Zhou Yiran heard some clues, and the names of these pioneers who advanced to professions seemed to have certain meanings.

"Are there any other professions?" Zhou Yiran asked. The cultivator seemed to like preaching more, and said enthusiastically: "The above two derivative professions are derivative professions without sin and merit. If they have sin, they may evolve into a dark pioneer. I have never seen such a village, but I have heard of it for a little bit, and it seems to be a relatively strong profession. With merit, the professions that can be derived include the God Blazers, but this kind of village is only heard of, but no one has seen such a village." After the cultivator said that, Zhou Yiran was happy and said intimately: "It seems that the pioneers are not weak, but very powerful."

"Can I take the liberty to ask your name?" Zhou Yiran intended to be better with this person. After all, it would be better to have a friend than to have no friends?

"My original name has been forced to give up, and now its name is: Muziyu." The cultivator proudly issued his name, and it seemed that it was very exciting to have this name.

Zhou Yiran looked at the thunder and fire talisman in his waist and asked with a little question: "Then are these talismans given by your master?"

Mu Ziyu nodded and said, "Looking at you having three months to live, I will tell you that this part is rewarded by the master and part is painted by me."

After Mu Ziyu finished speaking, Venus appeared in front of Zhou Yiran. A talisman was a hundred merits. If it was sold, how much merits could it be exchanged for?

"This kind of low-level talisman can only deal with ordinary people, like the Shura just now, these talismans have no effect on him." After Mu Ziyu said that, he seemed to be conscious of Zhou Yuan asking for information from him, but in his opinion, Zhou Yuan was only three months away from living. Please ask.

Most of the reason why Mu Ziyu is so talkative is that the world is under too much pressure and there are dangers all the time. His way to relieve the pressure is to ask someone to talk to him.

However, how many people can talk about it? It is really hard to find a good audience like Zhou Yiran.

Chen Xiaoer has plundered Shura completely.

However, Chen Xiaoer also sighed that this Shura was in such a miserable state that he could not find a copper plate on his body. Chen Xiaoer didn't know that when Shura died, all his property had been transferred to the account of the cultivator Mu Ziyu.

However, Shura's clothes are very luxurious, all made of famous silk weaving. Chen Xiaoer took off his clothes with a huge fortune, prepared to wash them and change them to the patched clothes.
Chapter completed!