Cultivation of Immortals: Village Pen Fairy

"You..." As soon as he finished speaking, the man raised his hand angrily. Of course, he was just venting his anger. With Qinghe around, the man didn't dare to attack Lin Xun rashly.

This slap was aimed at the flagpole, and the severe pain made his eyes widen. The small flagpole was not broken by the slap, and it was still standing there straight, without even feeling the slightest vibration.

He couldn't help taking a step back, realizing that the seemingly harmless people in front of him were not as simple as he thought.

Gong Yilin seemed to have nothing happened, looked at the lottery in the man's hand, "Do you want to untie it?"

"It doesn't have to be..."

Before he could say the last word '了', he felt a pain in his bones. The man looked around suspiciously, but there was no one except his companion who came with him behind him.

In the end, he dubiously looked at Qinghe, who looked indifferent, as if he didn't know anything.

However, it didn't take long before Qinghe's cold voice sounded in his mind——

make him happy.

The man trembled all over, and stood in front of Gongyilin again without tears.

"Deep solution?"

"You can understand it as you like, and you can understand it thoroughly."

Gongyilin: "The price..."

"The price is clearly marked, and you will pay as you say."

Gong Yilin pinched his fingers, and before he blinked, he said: "The Yintang is black, there must be a big disaster today."

The man doesn't know if Yintang's hair is black or not, but his face is as dark as ink now.

"Didn't you say it was the red rope algorithm?"

Gong Yilin: "You can't see it, because your practice is not enough."

The man took a deep breath, and winked at the people behind him. Everyone was thinking of saving money and avoiding disaster. Soon, a purse stuffed with primordial stones was placed in front of Gongyilin.

Gong Yilin praised sincerely: "A person like you who is on the way will definitely find his own way as soon as possible."

"Thank you." The man said with a fake smile, gritted his teeth and got up to leave. The treasure was not found, but a lot of it was found.

"I'm not joking." A leisurely voice came from behind, "The disaster is imminent, you'd better stay here."

The man turned his head and saw that his expression was very serious, and he was a little hesitant for a while.

While he was hesitating, several figures appeared again.

Gongyilin raised his eyebrows, the enemy's road was narrow, and the person who came was none other than the puppet sect that had grievances before.Sure enough, when the Puppet Sect saw Gongyilin, their eyes were immediately unfriendly. The leader endured and endured, and slowly loosened his clenched fists, and ordered: "Go find the treasure first."

Gongyilin, who had already hid behind Xiaoya, saw that the other party had chosen to calm down for the time being, poked his head out a little puzzled, and met the eyes of the man who had just been tricked by him. The latter suppressed his anger, but said nothing Not to him: "Farewell, Master Qinghe."

Gongyilin suddenly realized that even the Puppet Sect was as afraid of Qinghe as he was, and they might even fight if they met, but in this mysterious place, no one was willing to waste their strength easily.

He turned his face to Qinghe and said, "I didn't expect you to be so easy to use."

Qinghe glanced at him inscrutablely, "There is more than one useful place."

Gong Yilin silently turned his head back.

Xiaoya exposed him mercilessly: "You have been molested."

Gong Yilin lowered his head and brushed his clothes, pretending to say: "Why is the wind so strong, the clothes are covered with sand."

Xiaoya sneered, "The big one can't even hear me clearly?"

Gong Yilin nodded.

Knowing his temperament for a long time, Xiaoya gave up the idea of ​​taking advantage of words, looked at the backs of the man and others in front of him, and asked him: "It took a lot of trouble to lure them here, and you just let them go?"

Gongyi Lin Shishiran sat down again, looking at him with some thought-provoking eyes.

Xiaoya frowned: "What do you want to say?"

Putting his hand on his shoulder, Gong Yilin smiled and said, "Don't be stupid."

Just as Xiaoya was about to continue asking, she suddenly saw that group of people leaving and returning, Xiaoya was a little surprised, but saw that Gong Yilin seemed to have expected this scene long ago, bowing his head and counting the number of primordial stones in the bag.

"Could it be that he really believed your nonsense?"

"It has nothing to do with me," Gong Yilin said, "Do you think they can just watch the people from the Puppet Sect hunt for treasure?"

"But didn't you search for it just now and didn't find it?"

Gong Yilin sighed, assumed the attitude of a parent, and said with a sad face: "Silly boy, why are you so innocent after following me for so long?"

Seeing more and more people coming, Gong Yilin had to move the stall outside, but after no results, everyone's eyes naturally focused on this strange stall.

The man who had suffered before showed a mocking expression when he saw someone approaching him again.

"You two seem to have been here for a while."

Gongyilin yawned, "Before you all."

I didn't expect him to admit it so straightforwardly, and the person who asked the question was overjoyed, "Have you ever discovered anything?"

Gong Yilin gave him a funny look, "If I really found something, would I still wait for you to come here?"

The person who asked the question laughed a few times, thinking that the question was a bit funny, and if he got the treasure, he must have run away quickly.

"However," Gongyilin changed the subject, "you can search again, everyone has heard the voice just now, I'm afraid it can't be wrong from Tianxiangbao."

The person who asked the question saw him sitting there indifferently, with suspicion in his eyes, "Why didn't you go find it?"

Gongyilin folded his arms and leaned on Qinghe, "There are a lot of good things in Tianyuan, and I still need to seek life and death for some vulgar things?"

Everyone was shocked by his action, and instantly made countless speculations about the relationship between Gongyilin and Qinghe.

Gong Yilin 'kindly' suggested: "Since there is no such area, it is better to expand the scope."

Even though he still felt a little suspicious, but after the first person left, everyone scattered in all directions, looking for the nearby area, for fear that they would be one step behind.

Gongyilin winked at Xiaoya, and Xiaoya quickly transformed into a transparent butterfly in the mist and followed.

"When encountering a real master, his little camouflage won't last long." Qinghe reminded him.

"No problem," Gong Yilin waved his hand, "Just let him follow. The most powerful thing about the Hai Die family is speed. Once the situation is not good, there is no problem in escaping."

Even Qinghe had to admit that Haidie's speed was only inferior to that of the Kunpeng Clan, and even far surpassed that of Phoenix.

"Why are so many people gathered together?"

Gong Yilin: "The so-called "Climbing the Immortal Ladder" can help people achieve longevity. I roughly guessed some of the reasons for it. As for these people, if we let them act separately, I'm afraid they will die soon."

Qinghe: "What did you think of?"

"In the final analysis, it's my teacher's fault," Gong Yilin shook his head, "It's unfortunate for my teacher, it's hard to say."

Qinghe nodded, "Family ugliness must not be publicized."

Gong Yilin, "That's right, that's it."

"So just tell me what you want to hear."

Gongyilin froze and was about to get up from him when Qinghe pressed his shoulders and let him lean back.