It’s Okay to Go to the Internet Cafe

And this ancestor of Han Yan is one of them, but he is a little bit more courageous. He caught the money outside the gate of the Internet cafe. If he arrests people in the Internet cafe, it is estimated that he will be caught and beaten by Wu Cai. .

The ancestor Han Yan looked at the difference in the real fragrant money, thought of something in his mind, and smiled kindly: "Hehe, brother, is this meal compatible with your appetite?"

Qiandi nibbled a braised pig's knuckle in two or three mouthfuls, then said, "It's normal, it's not as good as the taste of Internet cafes."

The old face of Han Yan's ancestor became stiff. This meal was made by Han Yan's ancestor with spirit beast meat, spirit springs, and various rare ingredients. This little fat man actually said so!

However, the ancestor of Han Yan is a generous person. He doesn't care about the little fat man who has no knowledge, and he continues to ask with a smile: "Little brother, what secrets have you learned in the Internet cafe?"

Qian didn't touch his chin to think about it, "Some or some, but what do you use in exchange?"

The ancestor Han Yan was overjoyed and took out a white metal ring from the Qiankun bag and said: "This is an earth-level auxiliary spiritual tool. You only need to input a trace of the spiritual tool into the ring, and the formation in the ring will be activated. It can let people go invisible."

Qian looked at the ring in the hand of Han Yan's ancestor, pretending to be suspicious: "Old man, are you lying to me?"

The ancestor Hanyan stretched out his hand and touched his beard confidently, "The old man never lied. If the little brother doesn't believe it, look at the old man." After speaking, a blue spiritual force gushed out of his right hand, which was visible to the naked eye and entered into the ring. The ancestor of Hanyan slowly disappeared in front of Qiandi's eyes.

Seeing this magical scene, Qian Different secretly nodded his head and muttered: "This ring is good. You can hide in danger when you encounter it. You can also hide in a fight against people and sneak in secretly."

The ancestor Hanyan cut off the spiritual power input of the ring, and the figure appeared, looking at Qian's difference and smiled: "How is it? My treasure is not bad."

Qian nodded differently: "Well, yes, I will exchange it for you with a [Not Moving Like a Mountain] secret technique."

"Not moving like a mountain? What kind of secret technique is this?" The ancestor Han Yan asked involuntarily when he heard the name of the secret technique.

"This immovable mountain is a method of visualizing the physical body. Man visualizes a high mountain and integrates himself into the high mountain. The mountain is a human, and a human is a mountain."

"If you are successful in cultivation, your physical body will be invincible in the same class, and it's okay to leapfrog a challenge." Different money slowly introduced him like a mountain.

Hearing this, Han Yan's ancestor had already imagined that he was singled out for Half-Step Wuzun, and imagined that Half-Step Wuzun could not touch his body and was slapped away by himself.

"Old man! Do you change it or not?" Qiandi urged impatiently when seeing Old Ancestor Han Yan in a daze.

The ancestor Han Yan was sober from the fantasy, smiled and looked at the difference in money, and threw the ring in his hand to him, "I changed it!"

Qian different took the ring and put it on his finger with joy, then took out a shabby book from Qiankun's bag and threw it to Hanyan ancestor at will.

Looking at the book that was thrown, Han Yan's ancestor was panicked, grabbed the book with his combined spiritual power, and then regarded it as a treasure, gently opening the book.

Immovable as a mountain. General outline: Seeing a mountain is a mountain, and seeing a person as a person. It is not a person to look at people, but a person to look at mountains. Looking at mountains is not a mountain, but looking at people is a mountain.

Seeing the content of the book's general outline, Han Yan's ancestor looked dazed, "What does this mean? Tongue twister?"

Qian looked differently at the expression of Han Yan's ancestor, not enough to cover his mouth and laugh, "Hey, old man, you don't need to read the first page, just look at the second page."

Suddenly, the ancestor Hanyan reached out and turned the book to the second page and saw a drawing of a mountain. Although this drawing was only a simple stroke, there was a trace of mysteriousness hidden in the drawing, which made people feel that they wanted to watch it.

"Cross-legged, empty your brain, just thinking about the mountains you see." Qian different reminded.

When the ancestor Hanyan heard the difference in money, he found a clean place, got fat legs, and visualized the mountains.

Looking at the ancestor Hanyan who was already in concentration, Qian slapped his belly with both hands, thinking about the content of the doubling technique in his mind and began to practice.

Why doesn't the money take the opportunity to escape? This is the site of the ancestor of Hanyan. The name is Fenghou Cave. It is spread in all directions and chaotic. There is no person familiar with the terrain to lead the way. One person can basically not get out of this place unless the person has a high level of cultivation and can tear the space. Or rely on strong strength to blast a path with your fists.

The void in front of Fenghou Mountain suddenly cracked a black crack, and a beautiful woman in a red palace dress walked out of the crack, her delicate nose moved slightly, and a familiar smell appeared in the air, with a smile on her face, "Look. The people here are here."

In the depths of Fengshou Cave, the ancestor Hanyan who was entering Ding opened his eyes sharply, shot two lightning bolts, looked to the east, and said in a deep voice: "The spatial fluctuation just now seems to be coming towards me." The shape disappeared in the wind roar cave.

In front of Fenghou Mountain, the ancestor Hanyan appeared high above the sky, looking at the beautiful woman in red palace clothes in front of him, raised her eyebrows slightly, clasped his fists, and said, "Dare to ask you what you are doing here?"

The palace-dressed woman was expressionless, and said coldly: "Hand over the person, and I can spare you not to die!" After she said, her body exuded a powerful pressure and pressed her ancestor Hanyan.

The ancestor Han Yan did not react in time, and was shocked by the powerful pressure to retreat two steps.

At this time, the ancestor Han Yan looked at this palace-dressed woman in shock, "You...you are a half-step Wuzun!!"

"Hurry up and hand over someone, I don't have time to ink with you." The palace girl said indifferently.

The ancestor Hanyan knew the strength of this woman, and the expression on her face was ugly, so let's not talk to others, he was afraid of being killed by this woman. Hand it over, I am a little reluctant, and want to exchange a few secret techniques from the little fat man.

The woman in the palace dress looked at the hesitant Hanyan ancestor, and waved her hand flatly, a **** light shot out quickly.

The ancestor Han Yan keenly felt the danger, and when he looked up, he was shocked when he saw the blood-red light. His hands quickly tore the void in front of him, opened a space crack, and sucked the blood-red light into the space.

Seeing that her attack did not work, the woman in the palace dress wanted to do it again, but she heard the ancestor Hanyan shout, "Sir, wait a minute!"

The woman in the palace costume stopped her hand and said faintly: "Are you willing to hand someone?"

The ancestor of Han Yan sighed: "Hey, you leave your name so I can hand over the person."

"Shenzhou Emperor Mausoleum Qinglian now, I am honored above the blood moon." The palace woman said.

The ancestor Han Yan heard these two words, carefully pondered them, and learned the meaning of these words.

Shenzhou Emperor Mausoleum Qinglian now: There is a princess in Shenzhou Emperor Mausoleum who has lived for thousands of years. The name of the princess is Qinglian.

I am honored above the blood moon: when the blood moon appears on the earth, there must be zombies worshiping the ancestors. The appearance of the blood moon is the appearance of the ancestor of the zombie, and this blood moon is the ancestor himself!

The ancestor Hanyan was shaking now, looking at the quiet palace-dressed woman, bowed in the void, and said, "I don't know if you came here and offended you."

The impatience on the face of the woman in the palace costume was overwhelming, and she said, "Hand it over!"

The ancestor Han Yan nodded, directly tore through the space, and pulled out a little fat man from the space.

This little fat man is different from money. At this moment, he is holding a chicken leg in his hand, looking around in confusion, not knowing what happened just now, knowing that he sees the girl in palace clothes, the confused color on his face is missing, and replaces it with Rejoicing, "Sister Huanglian, why are you here?"

The woman in the palace costume was Huang Lian, and Huang Lian smiled, "It's not because of you. Your sudden disappearance made the boss a little worried, and the boss asked me to come to you."

Hearing that the money is different, he scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly: "Hey, you and the boss are worried. Actually, I don't have any danger here. This old man is very good to me, and provides me with delicious and delicious food."

Huang Lian nodded slightly, focusing on the ancestor Han Yan, "You come with me, don't worry about hurting you."

Old Ancestor Han Yan nodded: "Well, I still believe what the princess said."

Huang Lian flew to Qian Di's body, opened the space, and used a spiritual power to form a cover in front of Qian Di's body, and then stepped into the space with Qian Di's body.

The ancestor Han Yan looked at the space and then at his own site, and finally left a sigh and entered the space with his face like dust.