I'm really a decent cultivator

Chapter 52 The Taste of a Certain Routine

The narrow path, the dead leaves are flying.

Brick come,

A black light burst out from Qing Chen's hand, and after bursting out, it circled around his head as if to show off, and finally landed firmly in his hand.

When everyone saw the black brick in Qing Chen's hand, they just didn't realize that such a peerless man with extraordinary looks was holding a brick in his hand.

This style of painting really spoils the scenery a bit.

"It seems that the little uncle of the deceitful sect is nothing more than that, he doesn't even have a decent weapon or magic weapon." Zhang Lingyun sneered and sarcastically.

Snapped!
Qing Chen just slapped it with a brick.

Zhang Lingyun fell to the ground in response. He didn't faint, but lay on the ground rolling his eyes and foaming.

"Senior brother!" Feng Hun's face was full of worry, but he stood there motionless.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
After a few crisp sounds, the four of them were all lying on the ground. The girl, he controlled the strength a little, but he was also beaten to the ground.

"You..." Zhang Lingyun lay on the ground while pointing at Qing Chen, foaming from his mouth.

Qing Chen came to Zhang Lingyun, slowly bent down, with a faint smile on his face.

"Give you a chance, go shake people."

Shake people?

What do you mean?
Not to mention Zhang Lingyun, the others were also stunned.

"Why shake people?" At this moment, Zhang Lingyun was not ashamed to ask!
Snapped!
Qingchen went down again, but this time the force was very light, he really fainted, how did he shake people?

Before he could speak, Su Che did.

"I just want you to be called human, rookie."

what,
You kid actually know?
If it was an ordinary disciple, Qing Chen would be too lazy to talk to him, everyone lived in peace and went their own way.

But they are different, they are tricky!
If he guessed correctly, someone should be hiding in the dark at this time.

"You!!" Zhang Lingyun stared at Qing Chen, gnashing his teeth, but in the next second, his entire face sank into a bitter face.

"I can't shake people."

What does it mean to be unable to shake people?
Qing Chen was stunned on the spot,

After being beaten like a bird, he said he couldn't shake people?

"Actually, we are just casual cultivators"

At this moment, he finally told the truth.

Lying. Trough..
After Qing Chen heard this, his eyes were full of disappointment, the relationship has been in vain for so long!

"How do you explain what you're wearing?" Su Che asked.

"High imitation"

"." Qing Chen.

This story tells us, don't pretend to be aggressive when you go out, keep a low profile if you can.

"Eldest brother, how do we deal with them?" Su Che asked.

"You can do whatever you want." Qing Chen waved his hand and said casually.

"Okay." Su Che came to them with a mace in his hand, looked down at them with a smile on his lips.

"Hand over all valuables on you!"

for a while,

Su Che confiscated all their belongings, including their dry food.

Seeing their faces about to cry, Su Che smiled.

When they were about to leave, Situ Wan'er came over with a big sword.

"Take off their clothes too. Although they are high imitations, they are worth a few bucks."

Surprised expression.JPG
so cruel?
Lori Heart, Sea Needle!

"Eldest brother, did you see their expressions just now? They were about to cry, haha... so relieved." Su Che walked behind, chattering all the time.

"After entering the city, pawn the flying sword first, it should be worth a lot of money." Situ Wan'er reminded.

Qing Chen walked ahead, lacking in interest, and seldom spoke.

After thoroughly 'looting' them, the three of them continued to climb the mountain along the narrow path, and gradually disappeared at the end of the road under the shining of the setting sun.

The four people who were lying on the ground crying, suddenly stopped at this moment.

His face slowly darkened and became expressionless.

Then,

It shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye, just like a paper man, and finally turned into dust, scattered with the wind, and disappeared.

The sun sets and night falls.

At this time, the three of Qingchen had arrived on the main road of Yancheng.

Yancheng was built outside the Holy Spirit Chaoshan Gate, and when some grand celebrations were held, the monks would stay here temporarily.

With more people attending the grand event, the business in Yancheng is booming, and the annual taxes paid are also extremely considerable, becoming one of the main incomes of the Holy Spirit Dynasty.

Therefore, the Holy Spirit Dynasty will hold a grand meeting from time to time to gather monks from all over the world. First, it is convenient to recruit talents, and second, it can increase income, killing two birds with one stone.

The main road of Yancheng is 750 miles long and hundreds of meters wide, enough for more than a dozen carriages to run side by side.

And there is a clear rule that flying on the main road is not allowed, unless it is urgent or someone with a special status.

Such a spacious initiative, but now it is crowded with people, and it is completely blocked. At a glance, there are probably thousands of monks queuing up.

On the main road, there was a lot of voices, most of them were young people, and most of them were sword cultivators.

Either holding a sword in his hand, or carrying a sword on his back.

Moreover, the vast majority of monks are in the Li Blood Realm, and it is rare to see monks in the Soul Soul Realm, and even if they do, they are not young people.

"Are these so-called geniuses so good?" Looking at the group of people in front of him, Qing Chen was a little surprised.

It was different from the Tianjiao Conference he had expected!

As soon as this remark came out, the monks standing around looked at him with anger.

just,

When they saw Qing Chen's appearance, they were stunned on the spot.

How could there be such a handsome person in the world?
Those monks who thought they were extraordinary felt ashamed after seeing him, and dared not compare with him, because his appearance was really astonishing.

Even the anger in his heart has subsided a lot, and his appearance naturally gives people a good impression.

"This fellow Taoist doesn't know, the disciples of Dazong have already entered the city to wait, and most of those who stay in line are small sects or casual cultivators." The young man standing behind said.

Qing Chen looked back and took a look at the other party.
This person, wearing a Qingyun unicorn robe, has two sword eyebrows straight through the temples, a straight nose bridge, sharp lips, a slightly curved but clean face, and a faint trace of the corners of his mouth, always smiling .

At first glance,
Qing Chen was really afraid that the other party's appearance would be too handsome, the standard protagonist's face.

However, in terms of appearance alone, he is still slightly inferior to himself.

Combined with the other party's dress, words and deeds, no matter how you look at it, you look like a rich second generation with quality, no, it's the second generation of immortals.

"Are you familiar with this place?" Qing Chen asked.

"I've been here once or twice." The young man said lightly, his words and deeds were quite refined.

"Are you also going to participate in this Tianjiao Conference?" Su Che saw that the opponent's strength was similar, and he was able to participate in such a level, so he was also hesitating whether to register.

"No, I just happened to pass by here." The young man smiled lightly, with a hint of bitterness on his face.

"You said just now that the disciples of Dazong have all entered the city?" Qing Chen asked again.

"Yes."

"Then do you know where they gather after entering the city?"

"Know a thing or two." The young man said modestly.

"Fellow daoist, acquaintance is fate, how about we walk together?" Qing Chen asked with a smile.

"????" Situ Wan'er and Su Che.

They suddenly smelled some kind of routine.

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