Xianjia Grocery Store

Outside the door, there are swords and swords.

Under the shocked expressions of Wen Yan and Gu Cheng, Wei Kun exploded into the cultivation base of the Nascent Soul stage, and his figure became even more strange. When he suddenly appeared, he seemed to transform into a powerful red-eyed monster, with a boxing spirit on one side and one on the right. , hammering them back again and again.

When the two stopped and were about to fight back, Wei Kun's figure disappeared again.

Wen Yan and Gu Cheng looked at each other, seeing the disbelief in each other's eyes.

The devil's self-cultivation method is weird, it can't catch it, and it can't hurt the body, and even has the cultivation base of the ancestor of Yuanying!

How could such a powerful person be so unknown?Who is this person!

Wei Kun looked behind them and said with a smile: "Three juniors, you are not cultivating hard in your own sect, and you came here to try to provoke. Aren't you afraid that after you go back, the elders of the sect will punish you for the crime of overreaching?"

Wen Yan blushed, turned around and stabbed Wei Kun angrily with the sword, the sword was so aggressive that the wind and thunder pierced through everything, approaching Wei Kun's chest in diameter, and shouted: "My three brothers, take you back, the devil, The master will definitely reward us!"

Seeing the terrifying sword energy, Wei Kun was secretly startled.This Shu Tianmen deserves to be number one in the world of comprehension. It has refined its sword energy at a young age. It can be seen that it is very good at cultivating disciples. Whether it is fed with medicine or smashed with a weapon, at least the posture looks good.

However, what this group of young monks met today was Wei Kun, who gave their elders a headache.

When Wen Yan's inevitable sword pierced through Wei Kun's chest, the smiles that Wen Yan and Gu Cheng had just revealed froze.

Wei Kun's body turned into an afterimage, the Sword of Shu Tian lost control and fell to the ground, and Wei Kun himself disappeared.

"It's this trick again!" Wen Yan clenched his fists and recalled his sword with a gloomy expression.

At this time, a weak and painful voice came from the ground: "It's so...so painful..."

The moment Fan Ren was hugged by the young man, his body seemed to be struck by an electric current, he pushed the young man away in panic and embarrassment, and said with a stiff face: "Stop this matter now, don't talk about it any more."

The boy's face was dark and unclear, and he said after a long time: "Okay, I will listen to you."

"From now on, you can't use the name Houyin." Fanren pursed his lips, intentionally avoiding the young man's cold gaze, and said, "Let's call it Mantou."

"Steamed buns?" The young man thought deeply, and gradually raised the corners of his lips, revealing his first smile in front of people, and said meaningfully: "Okay."

Fanren glanced at his expression from the corner of his eye, and his heart skipped a beat, reminding him of the moment when he and Mantou really met.

The upper realm refers to the fairy world, the demon world, and the demon world. The three worlds are closely connected. However, there is a barrier at the junction of which the immortal thunder cannot pass. Together, they will open the largest trading market in the fairy world.

Every year, the four major families send people to make large-scale purchases, including the first family of Immortal Talismans, the Fan family.

On that day, the enchantment of the Three Realms of Immortals, Demons and Demons was opened, and an elder of the Fan family led several juniors to the Three Realms Trading Market. Among the juniors, there was Fanren.

"Fan Ren, you are just the grandson of the head of the Fan family. You can improve your cultivation by relying on the elixir and celestial grass to surpass other disciples. Don't you think you are really the No. 1 of the younger generation of the Fan family?" Elder Que looked contemptuous and said sarcastically.

Fan Ren raised his eyebrows, pointed at the delicate young man beside him, and said, "Could it be that Elder Fan Que thinks that the effeminate grandson of your family is the No. 1 of the younger generation? One? Face?"

Fan Que said angrily: "Fan Ren, are you talking to an elder!"

Fanren said displeased: "Elder, have you forgotten why my grandfather gave me the name Fanren? The single name of the Fan family has the highest seniority, and the compound name is dominated by pure characters, followed by Shu, Ji, Tang, Heng Generation." He pointed to himself, then to Fan Que, and sighed: "We are the same generation! But even without me, your grandson's delicate appearance doesn't make it seem like there is anything to become a No. .1 potential."

Fan Que and his grandson taunted Fan Ren back, and Fan Ren staggered away.

In the Fan family, he suffered from the jealousy of pink eye disease since he was a child, but none of this defeated him. He still did not work hard to improve himself, and only practiced once in a while.

Fanren can move freely after breaking away from the organization. After walking around the trading market, he has some interesting things in his arms. When the user activates the Blood Jade Envoy, a puppet body will appear, that is, the Ecstasy Envoy. The stronger the blood jade, the greater the power of the Ecstasy Envoy.

There is also a fairy flute, which is the abbreviation of the seller's name, and the full name is - a special flute for urging immortals.

Its characteristic is that monks in the fairy world can use it. If it is used by people in the fairy world, it can be used without wasting too much effort.

The point is, it is a magic weapon.

People in the fairy world use magic weapons, so they are not far from the fallen demons. Compared with pure magic cultivation, people in the fairy world hate the immortals who are about to fall into the devil, so the suppression is very severe, and very few people will secretly buy magic weapons for trial use. , such as Fanren generous, like buying a toy, you buy it when you like it, and you have never even seen the seller.

"Brother, you can take a look at what you like..." The seller is a demon cultivator, and fighting is not allowed in the Three Realms trading market. As long as someone makes a move, he will be ejected immediately by the enchantment here, so there is no need to worry about being killed by vendetta, so the people here are basically will not hide their true identities.

Fan Ren shook his head in disappointment, hooked his fingers, and the seller stretched his head and neck.

"I've already bought almost all ordinary magic weapons, so you don't have any special items worth collecting?" Fan Ren asked expectantly.

"It's worth collecting..." The seller stared, then nodded, and said, "Yes!"

Fan Ren showed a bright smile.

The seller did not trade directly, but gave him a ring as a token, and told him to go to a certain place and say the code phrase "Mantou Mantou, I am sweet potato" before he can trade.

Such troubles made Fan Ren feel that this magical weapon must be not simple, so he looked forward to it, took the ring, and walked to the place the seller said.

The intersection of the three worlds is very large, not only is there a trading market, but in the territory provided by Moxiu, there is a forest, where you can see ferocious beasts that have been fed and raised by immortal energy everywhere, most of them have opened their minds and can speak human words.They are not as kind as the ferocious beasts in the Royal Beast Garden in the Immortal Realm. They are cruel and bloodthirsty, and their attack power is extremely strong. If you don't kill them, they will definitely tear you apart, leaving you with no bones left.

This is where the seller said the transaction was. Fan Ren pasted a fairy talisman with a concealed aura on himself, avoiding many ferocious beasts, and hiding in the green bushes.

He half-kneeled on the grass, vigilant against the ferocious beasts nearby, his cultivation was mediocre, a ferocious beast could be killed by smashing a lot of runes, a group of ferocious beasts could only smash him to death.

He dared to poke his head out when there was no vicious beast nearby, opened his mouth, and whispered, "Mantou, Mantou... I am... 噫?"

A huge black shadow enveloped his body, blocking the light, and the world turned into darkness in an instant.

One hand pinched Fan Ren's neck, the force almost strangled him to death, he was breathing hard, half of his eyes could see the ruthless and indifferent eyes of the man opposite him.

In order to survive, Fanren persisted in using a voice that turned several turns, and choked out from his throat: "Steamed bun...Steamed bun...I'm...sweet potato..." With a slap, he fell onto the grass.

"Cough, cough, cough." Fan Ren patted his chest, blushed, raised his head and cursed angrily: "You...you are fucking sick!"

The man squinted his eyes, looked down at Fan Ren, and asked, "Who are you?"

Fan Ren twitched the corner of his mouth and said deliberately: "I am sweet potato! Who are you?"

"Heh." The man grabbed Fan Ren's collar, imprisoned his bared hand roughly, lifted it up, and flew up.

During the ascension process, Fanren seemed to hear a man say 'I am a steamed bun', but he couldn't hear clearly and couldn't confirm it. After the two got acquainted, Fanren asked again, but the man refused to admit that he had said that. .

Although it has been a long time now, Fan Ren has not forgotten it for a long time. He glanced at the young man quietly, and inadvertently shouted: "Mantou, come out with me."

Mantou quickly adapted to the new title, grabbed Fanren's hand and said, "Honey, let's go."

"You can call me little boss." Fan Ren withdrew his hand.

"Listen to you, wife." Mantou perfunctory, and took Fanren's hand again.

When the two were still arguing about the title, they walked outside the door. The night sky was dark, only the lights of the grocery store were still on.

At this moment, Wen Yan and Gu Cheng found that there was something wrong with Qing Ye lying on the ground. When they landed, Qing Ye's clothes were soaked in blood, and the white robe turned into a blood robe. It has been opened, and the blood is covered all over the body, and there is no intact place!

Gu Cheng couldn't help taking a breath, and said, "What's wrong, little brother?"

Wen Yan's fingers trembled, he looked at Qing Ye regretfully, and quickly stuffed the elixir into his mouth.

Qingye subconsciously swallowed the elixir, opened her mouth slightly, and cried out in pain: "I'm in so much pain, senior brother!"

"The elixir is useless!" Wen Yan and Gu Cheng saw Qingye's body, blood was still flowing, and there was no relief.

"Run pattern! Brother Gu, use the rune pattern!" Wen Yan shouted.

Gu Cheng panickedly took out the talisman that healed the trauma, and used it on Qingye. However, a lot of real energy was consumed, and it still had no effect when used on Qingye.

"Anyone who has been entangled by burning chains will not be spared. First, the flesh and blood will be separated, and the blood will flow continuously, enjoying the pain of burning, and finally turned into a sea of ​​blood, leaving no bones." Fan Ren stood behind them and said .

Both Wen Yan and Gu Cheng were startled, they turned around and saw Fan Ren and Mantou standing behind him.

Who is this?

Wen Yan asked, "Are you in the same group?"

Fan Ren nodded and said: "The demon cultivator who attacked you, and the kid who was attacked by your junior brother are all my shop assistants. I am the owner of this shop, Fan Ren."

"What exactly are you planning! Stealing my junior brother's sword and hurting him like this!" Gu Cheng asked with red eyes.

"Sword of Shutian?" Fan Ren asked back.

"That's right! Since you know it's the sword of Shutian, why do you keep it as your own? Aren't you afraid of offending my Shutianmen!" Wen Yan stepped forward.

"If you have the patience to listen to me, I will explain the cause and effect clearly." Fan Ren was calm on the surface, but he was aggrieved in his heart. The sword was given by Dianru, and the sword was used to kill demons. This is commendable among decent monks A good thing, how did it develop to this extent?

Gu Cheng shook his head and said: "Now my junior brother is in this condition, we have to go back to the teacher's school for treatment, unless you have a way to save him! Only then will we have time to listen to you!"

Fan Ren smiled and said, "The barrier between the secular world and the cultivation world can only be passed at a certain time during the day. If you want to go back now, there is no way."

Gu Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, his face turned red unnaturally.

I wanted to scare this person, but I didn't expect to turn against the general.

Fan Ren said: "I can delay his injury. After all, since he has recognized the master of his sword, he will not go back. I don't care about your provocation, just spare his life."

"You took the Sword of Shutian and thought about it just to delay my junior brother's injury!" Wen Yan shouted.

Fanren replied with a sentence: "If you think your junior brother's life is not as important as the sword of Shutian, I can give you the sword. As for your junior brother, you can ask for blessings. I'm afraid that when you go back, you can only take the sword with you." Covered in thick blood, I have returned to your master."

Wen Yan Gu Cheng was still young, so naturally he couldn't bear the fact that his junior brother could only become thick blood in the end, so he temporarily agreed to Fan Ren.

Fanren handed a pill to Mantou and said, "Help me feed it to him."

A trace of displeasure flashed across Mantou's eyes, he looked at the dying Qingye contemptuously, looked at the pill in his hand, and finally walked towards Qingye slowly without saving Fanren's face.

"You...can you hurry up?" Wen Yan asked hesitantly, a cold gaze suddenly pierced his heart, shocking his body to stiffen.

This line of sight actually came from the uncultivated Mantou.

This time Wen Yan didn't dare to say more, let Mantou walk slowly, and finally reached the side of Qingye, both Wen Yan and Gu Cheng heaved a sigh of relief.

Mantou crushed the pill, kicked Aoba's chest, forcing him to open his mouth, and then sprinkled the crushed pill into his mouth.

Seeing this, Gu Cheng was displeased and said, "Can't you move more lightly!" After speaking, he was greeted with disgusted eyes from Mantou.

Suddenly, Qingye's groans came, Gu Cheng and Wen Yan hurriedly checked his condition, saw that he was no longer bleeding, his skin and flesh gradually healed, and the pain on his face disappeared, so they were really relieved.

Mantou has quickly returned to Fanren's side.