I'm dressed as a thunder robbery

Ancient battlefield.

This was the place where the true immortals fought, and it was also the place where the last demon king fell.Now that many years have passed, this place has become a gathering place for all kinds of monks from all schools and sects.

There are demon cultivators who have become rampant again during this period, and some scattered demon cultivators. The reason they are entrenched here is because there are many sword intents and lost magic weapons left by real immortals from fighting.

The sword intent of a true immortal is a priceless treasure, rare in a city, but it is extremely hidden.Maybe the sword marks on an inconspicuous old tree contain the sword intent of a real immortal, but even if you find it, you may not be able to comprehend it thoroughly.

A few years ago, there was a casual cultivator who comprehended the sword intent of the real immortal by chance here, and turned himself into the Mahayana stage in one fell swoop, which shows the power of the sword intent.

Qingyan led dozens of high-level disciples to the lair of the demon cultivators. They had already killed several waves of demon cultivators along the way. Although these demon cultivators had strong vitality and were solid, they were not difficult to deal with.

Qingyan didn't make any moves along the way, but occasionally helped those disciples who were in danger to kill a few demon cultivators. Other than that, he was like a monk who had escaped into Buddhism, his eyes were empty and indifferent, as if there was nothing else he could do. Let the calm heart lake stir up a little more ripples.

A few young disciples discussed in private, saying that Qingyan Shangxian's ruthless way really became more ruthless the more he practiced, and it seemed from a distance that those demon cultivators were more emotional than Qingyan.

But Qingyan pretended he didn't hear it. Others were fighting, and he was wiping his sword silently. The sword was polished by him, but he was still wiping it.

Those demon cultivators have a leader, and it is because of that leader that the demon cultivators are so rampant, as if they have been infused with ecstasy soup, they are not afraid of Qingyan at all, and send people over to attack them again and again.

The entire ancient battlefield has become a training ground, and those disciples suffer from Qingyan's presence, and they dare not escape, secretly regretting why they took part in this mission in the first place.

"Master, I have been walking for a day today, shouldn't I let the disciples find a place to rest?" Others did not dare to talk to Qingyan, fearing the cold air on his body, so they had to ask Lu Haitang to follow him Qingyan said.

Qingyan inserted the sword into the scabbard, and waved his hand lightly, which meant that he agreed.

Lu Haitang replied: "Yes, Master." He immediately turned around and went to arrange a rest.

Master seems to be fine recently, unlike when the senior brother just left a few days ago...

Lu Haitang couldn't help shivering when she remembered the scene when she first heard the news of her senior brother that day. It was the first time she faced the coercion of the Transcending Tribulation Period, and it was tens of thousands of times more terrifying than Fen Zhe.

She shook her head and hurriedly put those things behind her. Right now, it is better to stabilize the master's mood. As for the senior brother, she is going to find the senior brother after completing the task.

The capable directors of Yuan Zhenzong quickly discussed where to stay. There are many ghost markets and black shops opened by casual practitioners in the ancient battlefield, and they can be reached by walking a few miles.

After their discussion, they came to ask Qingyan for advice. Qingyan stared at a cloud in the distance, wondering what he was thinking, and Lu Haitang called out a lot before he came back to his senses.Hearing clearly that they wanted to stay in the black shop, Qing Yan had no objection, just nodded and agreed.

A group of people took their own things and went to the store.

"Hey, this is Yuan Zhenzong's." Da Qingyan and the others received many malicious looks as soon as they entered the door.

The ancient battlefield is not governed by any sect, there are everyone here, and naturally they will not pay more attention to them because they belong to Yuan Zhenzong, at most they are only interested in the appearance of Qingyan and Lu Haitang.

Lu Haitang coldly returned those unfriendly glances, cupped his hands and said to Qingyan: "Master, do you want to change the place?"

Qingyan shook his head as if he hadn't heard of it, his appearance made Lu Haitang doubt whether he heard what he said clearly, so he hesitated for a while before saying: "Okay, then live here."

The owner of the store is a woman, her eyebrows are raised obliquely, the paint is thick and black, and the blush on her lips is so bright red that it gives people a coquettish feeling.

Lu Haitang put the money on the counter, the proprietress grinned and said, "How many guests are there?"

"The latter are all." Lu Haitang pointed to the people of Yuan Zhenzong.

When pointing to Qingyan, the landlady's eyes lit up slightly, and she quickly praised in a low voice: "It's the model I like."

Lu Haitang didn't hear it clearly, and looked at her suspiciously. The proprietress coughed twice and said, "Huzi, serve tea to the guests!"

The little girl named Huzi came out of the backyard and entered the lobby, and said to the proprietress with a sad face: "Mother Ye, the person behind is yelling that our food is unpalatable."

Ye Niang spat and scolded: "The one who received a thousand knives, serve him a plate of beef, and serve tea to these distinguished guests first."

Lu Haitang and the others looked at each other, and sighed in their hearts that the proprietress who runs a black shop for business is really tough, but they didn't say anything, anyway, it's none of their business.

Hu Zi responded, and immediately turned around and entered the backyard.

And Qingyan and the others took their seats in the lobby one after another. After all, it took a lot of energy to fight the magic cultivator all day, and they were very thirsty.

Huzi served the tea, and Lu Haitang and the others said to Ye Niang: "The one said that our beef is rotten, and asked you to taste it."

"What a rotten fart! That old lady killed it the day before yesterday, and she let it go for two days." Ye Niang lowered her voice and cursed at the tiger, but the immortal cultivators had sharp ears and eyes, and they all listened to them.

A disciple said: "My God, can I still eat it after two days?"

Another disciple looked at the undrinked tea in his hand and fell into deep thought.

After a while, Hu Zi turned back and said to Ye Niang: "It's not good, that one wants to refund the money."

As soon as Ye Niang slapped her thigh, she stood up and wanted to argue with the man.

I saw that the curtain of the backyard was lifted by a pair of white jade-like hands, and even the exposed half of the sleeve was embroidered with gold silk peacocks, which was beyond words.

Those Yuan Zhenzong disciples who had been secretly observing all looked straight at him. Even Lu Haitang held his breath, waiting for that person to come out.

"Your beef has a sour taste, why don't you let me tell you? Refund the money." The thin voice is artificial, and the fingers are so beautiful, but they match an extremely gaudy face, which is thicker than Ye Niang. □□, the hair is casually loose, like a female ghost.

Disciple of Yuan Zhenzong: It's hard, the fist is hard.

Ye Niang snorted coldly, and said: "It's okay to ask for money, you want to think well. You can decide whether you like to eat or not."

Or how can I say it is a black shop, a shop that can make money on the ancient battlefield must have shameless skills.

The female ghost lowered her head, seemed to be angry, fiddled with it from her bosom, took out a large piece of silver and slapped it on the counter, and said, "Exchange a plate of good meat for my... old lady! That's enough!"

That Ye Niang looked at the piece of silver, swallowed the swear words that she wanted to continue scolding, put the silver into her pocket, put on a smiley face and said: "Of course, it's easy to handle, Hu Zi , Serve this girl our restaurant's signature dish!"

This girl was exactly Xie Tingyun who had driven all the way from Shuntian City. He rode for two full days before finally arriving at the ancient battlefield. As soon as he arrived, he was dragged into this black shop by solicitors.

If the system hadn't said that Qingyan's location was nearby, Xie Tingyun would have been in a hurry.

As soon as he turned around, Xie Tingyun looked at the disciples of Yuan Zhenzong who were dressed in white clothes with plum patterns in front of him, and almost thought he had traveled through time.

Xie Tingyun: ...

Disciple of Yuan Zhenzong: ...

After looking at each other for a while, Xie Tingyun found a stool and sat down with no change in expression.

Anyway, his disguise was perfect, even Qingyan couldn't recognize him in a short time.

He just needs to be calm, calm down.

……

Madan's heart was still beating fast.Xie Tingyun took a deep breath and turned his face away from Qingyan.

Right behind him, Qingyan was behind him.

"Master, please use tea." Lu Haitang took the teapot and respectfully wanted to pour tea for Qingyan, but Qingyan stopped him by raising his hand.

"No need." The man's thin lips were lightly parted, and after finishing these two words coldly, he pulled up the scabbard to go out of the shop.

Xie Tingyun couldn't help but look back.Did Qingyan really not recognize him just now, or did he recognize him and ignore him?

Fortunately, Lu Haitang hurried over to stop him, and said, "Master, where are you going? Dinner will be served later, go after dinner."

Xie Tingyun nodded while drinking tea, agreeing with Lu Haitang: "That's right, running around without eating."

"Powder smell, smoke people."

Xie Tingyun took a sip of tea and sprayed it out.

This is aimed at him, is this cliff for him?

Qingyan's five senses are sensitive, and the smell of powder on Xie Tingyun's body rushed to his face after a long distance, which made Qingyan's already not so good mood worse.

And Xie Tingyun was still thinking about Qingyan not looking for him, and now he was rejected for no reason.At this moment, she became angry, and her original plan to secretly participate in the plot suddenly changed to pretending to be angry while Qingyan followed the plot along the way.

"Stop!" Xie Tingyun slapped the table violently, his mouth was numb from the shock, he held back the pain and said, "Who are you talking about smoking people?"

This obvious provocation finally made Qingyan's eyes like a pool of death rippling. He slowly raised his eyes and looked at the "woman" in front of him.

On the smeared white face of the "woman", two red lips were biting tightly as if holding her breath, and those clear and beautiful eyes stared at him with annoyance.Unexpectedly, Qingyan was stunned for a short time, and almost regarded "her" as a puppy.

Thinking of the puppy sneaking away from her side, Qingyan frowned slightly, obviously displeased again.The two looked at each other for a while, then Qingyan looked away and said, "Don't sit on the same table."

Xie Tingyun flew out with just one teacup lid.But he didn't want to hit Qingyan, he just aimed to hit Qingyan's feet to vent his anger and scare him.

But the lid of the teacup was split open by Qing Yan raising his hand with a sword, and it fell to the ground.

The next second, Qing Yan flew over and put the sword on Xie Tingyun's neck.

"Get lost." Xie Tingyun listened blankly to Qingyan's words.

The author has something to say: [Small Theater]

Xie Tingyun: He told me to get out, okay, let's blacken it, it's not a trivial matter after all.

Qingyan's back felt cold, feeling that his daughter-in-law was going to lose her

感谢在2020-06-1120:19:26~2020-06-1219:11:25期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: 2 Drunk Life Dreams;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of biedescovery;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!