And said you don't like me

The person in his arms gradually became illusory, and one strand of the entangled demons broke.

Qingxuan couldn't help but hugged his cold and twitching body tightly. The so-called inner demon is just desperate, and when he is deeply framed and framed, he can gain someone's trust, even if it is just a short sentence, I believe you.

The inner demon dissipated, and the Qingxuan spiritual consciousness failed to go out, and was directly led into the next body.

The realm of chaos was opened, and huge waves were set off in both the righteous and evil realms. It is said that the realm of chaos was originally left by a Sanxian.It is divided into six phantasms: Qi training, foundation building, golden elixir, Yuanying, Huashen, and xuanxu. In order to prevent high-level monks from killing low-level monks, they are specially isolated with space formations.The rewards obtained by the different difficulties of each illusion are also the most suitable monks for that cultivation level.

The owner of the realm of chaos put all his life savings in it, one can imagine the savings of a dignified Sanxian.Countless people flock to it, just looking for a chance to enter the realm of chaos.

The Qianluan Peak stretches for thousands of miles, looking down from a height, it looks like a dark green ribbon separating the outside of the peak and the inside of the peak.Although the land behind Qianluan Peak is vast, it is extremely barren, with little aura, and poisonous barriers can be seen everywhere.Thousands of years ago, demon cultivators were suppressed by orthodox monks and rushed to Qianluan Peak. Most of the demon cultivators gathered here. After that, as long as there are demon cultivators in the cultivation world, they will come to Qianluan Peak in order to seek a place.

As for the orthodox monks, in view of the ferocious nature of the demon cultivators, even if they gather together, they are just a group of rabble, turning a blind eye to Qianluan Peak.However, there are also monks with high cultivation bases who have accepted the task and come to Qianluan Peak to kill the escaped demon cultivators.

The humble tea shop just stood in front of Qianluan Peak, but with a dozen or so old wooden tables, it received countless demon cultivators or orthodox monks every day.

The orthodox monks who can come here are at least Nascent Soul cultivators, who have magic weapons by their side, and the demon cultivators don't want to provoke them.And the orthodox monks didn't dare to kill on the site where the demon cultivators gathered, and it was extremely peaceful for a while. Of course, another reason was the owner of the tea shop.

It has been more than half a year now in the secret realm of chaos, but the residual heat has not dissipated, and it is still talked about by the righteous and the devil.

"Old man, please add a plate of peanuts."

Moxiu, who was sitting around a table under the tree, shouted.

Not long after, an old man with a stooped back, gray hair, and coarse clothes came out from the inside with a plate of peanuts.

"Thank you, old man." Moxiu, who was sitting wantonly, couldn't help correcting his posture, and said respectfully.

The rest of the table demon cultivators are also accustomed to seeing his cowardly appearance. Since a demon cultivator made a public disturbance in the tea shop not long ago, they saw this ugly old man who usually didn't say a word and set up a battle on the spot. Xiu was strangled, and everyone remained silent.The power of the god transformation stage is actually unable to do one move under this person's hands!

From then on, as long as anyone who came to the tea shop to drink tea and chat, they all restrained their temper and acted like quail honestly.

After the old man put away the dishes, he walked to the reclining chair with his inconvenient legs and took a rest with his eyes closed.

The sun fell on the old man. A new orthodox monk wondered why the tyrannical Moxiu was so honest in the tea shop. is nothingness.

The orthodox cultivator who was sizing up secretly immediately trembled, his knees were showing signs of weakness, and he hurriedly turned his head to avoid his eyes.When he calmed down and looked again, the old man had already closed his eyes, just like an ordinary person.

The Righteous Path cultivator was filled with awe and admiration, he did not expect such an unfathomable master to be hidden in such a place.

"I heard that something went wrong in the secret realm of chaos this time."

"Oh? What's wrong?"

"The secret realm of chaos has been in existence for 500 years, and the space array has lasted too long, and now something has gone wrong. I heard that many low-level monks have strayed into the illusion of high-level monks. Some were killed by the illusion, and some had good qualifications The seedlings were directly beheaded by high-ranking monks. This time, many big forces suffered heavy losses."

"It's not that there is a demon cultivator mixed in, what's the situation?"

The old man who was taking a nap not far away half-opened his eyes at some point.

"Devil cultivator? Hi!" The man stuffed a peanut and chewed it a few times, then said: "I have heard about the news about the demon cultivator, but the demonic energy of a demon cultivator with a higher cultivation base can't hide at all, let alone a fool." If you go in, you will be slaughtered just outside the entrance of the secret realm, but..." The magician paused deliberately.

"But what? Say it!"

"However, I heard that there is a magic cultivator sent from the secret realm of chaos."

"Pass it to the group of righteous monks?! Can you still live?"

"I didn't find that demon cultivator, but there was a flash of demonic energy, and I guess it must have been suppressed by some method. Hey, let alone this demon cultivator, you know that Juetian Peak Jin Zijue."

"How does that person not know? He is only less than a hundred years old, but he is a majestic alchemist!"

"He suffered a disaster this time when refining the illusion. His eyes were poisoned and blinded, and he was chased and killed by dozens of illusory powers. However, there was a Jindan cultivator who strayed into the illusion and wore a mask beside Jin Zijue. Zijue blocked a few ultimate moves, and heard that he almost blew up the golden core. How can you say that this person is so lucky? In that situation, there is still a man who is half-disabled and he is against the power of refining the void? A mere golden core cultivator , Lianxu Da Neng can kill him with half a move without saying a single move!"

"What happened later? How about Jin Zijue?"

"What else can I do?" Moxiu took a sip of tea sullenly, "Jin Zijue finally sent out of the secret realm of chaos, and the peak master of Juetian Peak responded. He learned everything in the secret realm of chaos, and in a fit of anger, he used all the great powers of refining the void. Abolished. Afterwards, Jin Zijue’s poison has been eliminated. I heard that this person is now about to break through again and has already retreated to practice. As for the Golden Core cultivator, there was an accident during the teleportation. I can't find it."

After listening to Moxiu's speech, some people couldn't help but sigh, "I don't know what that Golden Core cultivator thought. He sacrificed his life to save Jin Zijue but he didn't come to the door. You know, who would dare to hug Jin Zijue's thigh in the future? Provoking? Aren’t rare and rare treasures readily available?”

The years are as usual, spring goes and autumn comes, and there will be more than three months.

The tea shop is still crowded with people, even the news of Qianfengluan near the edge of the cultivation world is still circulating quickly.

"That damn demon cultivator is so courageous!"

Five orthodox monks sat together and were drinking tea when one of the upright monks suddenly slapped the table and said angrily.

"Not to mention sneaking into Juetian Peak, but daring to slaughter the disciples and the peak master, it is an unforgivable crime!"

The demon cultivator at the other table laughed and said, "That's because the monks of Juetian Peak are weak. Let alone the disciples were killed, even the master of the forty peaks was killed. It's really... tsk tsk tsk." The cultivator's face was ugly, and he approached his companions and shouted deliberately: "I'm afraid you don't know, the demon cultivator has only heard about the early stage of transformation, and the master of the forty peaks is the peak of transformation!"

"Hahahahahaha, what kind of bullshit peak master? It's just a paper tiger!"

There was laughter everywhere, and the faces of the five orthodox monks became more and more ugly. One of them sneered and said, "It's easy for a traitor to sneak into the Juetian Peak, and the demon cultivators are just a group of ungrateful people! Killing the peak master, even treating him in the past A very good brother will not let it go, it really deserves to die! If I can meet such a villain during this trip, I will definitely smash him to pieces!"

"Heh, I'm afraid the boy escaped from Juetian Peak? You still want to kill Moxiu with your sesame-sized cultivation base, go back and drink milk for a few more years before coming back!"

"What nonsense are you talking about here?!" The cultivator suddenly slapped the table and his companions stood up, glaring at the demon cultivator on the other table.Those demon cultivators were not to be outdone, the two sides were at war, and they were about to fight.

"What is the last name of the devil?"

An old voice suddenly broke in, and the momentum of the two parties immediately stopped.

The orthodox monk who mentioned the traitor had an ugly face, and he didn't want to answer, but his companion tugged on his sleeve in private, the orthodox monk frowned, and looked displeasedly at the person who spoke.

With sudden palpitations, the monk said honestly: "The demon cultivator's name is Yin Yu, and he was originally a disciple of the master of the Seventy Peaks. I didn't expect to become a demon cultivator because of his desire to advance. He had killed his two senior brothers earlier because of his demonic nature. I accidentally let him escape, and when I came back a few days ago, I beheaded his previous senior brother, and went to Forty Peak to kill the master of Forty Peak."

"Yin Yu was seriously injured and fled. Jue Tianfeng is now chasing and killing this person. We are ordered to find this murderous person and bring his head back!"

The old man stopped talking after asking, and lay down on the recliner with his eyes closed.

Moxiu and the orthodox monk looked at each other, and they didn't dare to make trouble anymore. After finishing their tea quietly, they put down the tea money and left.

When they met in the secret realm of chaos, Yin Yu was only at the early stage of Jindan, and the time in the secret realm of chaos was less than two years. Unexpectedly, Yin Yu had jumped from the early stage of Jindan to the early stage of transformation.

Presumably at this time, he has completely become a demon cultivator.

The old man lowered his eyes.

One month later, a slender young man with a black veil covering his face appeared at the tea shop.

"Is the store here? Please pour me a bowl of tea."

The young man's voice was as sweet as an oriole's song, mellow and crisp, which attracted the attention of people around him.

The person lying on the chair with his eyes closed paused inaudibly, then got up and entered the room.

Those demon cultivators saw that no one was there, and immediately someone came forward to strike up a conversation. Unexpectedly, the young master suddenly let out his demon energy, and the demon cultivator who wanted to do something wrong was immediately sent flying several feet away.

The rest of the demon cultivators immediately restrained their active thoughts when they saw someone hit a wall.

The tea was put on the table by the old withered hands, the young man withdrew his devilish energy, but couldn't help but look up, just in time to meet a pair of calm eyes.

The hand that was about to pick up the tea bowl trembled, and the clear tea splashed onto the table.When the young man turned his head in a panic and wanted to take a closer look at the old man, the old man had already returned to the reclining chair.

After drinking the tea, it was almost dusk, and the originally noisy place gradually quieted down, and those who drank tea had left early.

The young man looked down at his tea bowl, pursed his lips, finally took out a spirit stone and put it on the table, and said to the old man over there: "Old man, I'm leaving."

"Ah."

Afterwards, the young master tidied up the cloak that had been slightly messed up by the wind, and turned to walk behind the tea shop. There was no residence outside the Qianluan Peak, and only by entering the peak where the demon cultivators gathered could one find a place to stay.

The next day, at dawn, the small tea shop ushered in the first customer, who was the young man from yesterday.

The young man still covered his face with a black veil. When he came to the tea shop, he saw the old man inside, so he walked to the table closest to the old man's reclining chair and sat down. Taking advantage of the gap, he quietly moved the table closer.

Seeing that the distance was about the same, the young man sat down calmly and said, "Please trouble me to pour a bowl of tea."

With a flash of smile in his cloudy and indifferent eyes, the old man brought out steaming tea and put it in front of the young man, and then sat down on the recliner.

Rubbing clothes.

Seeing that the old man did not speak, the young man picked up the tea bowl.

In order to get the house last night, I fought with Moxiu all night. Before I went in to take a look, I don't know when the sky has already shone.At this time, I can take a rest by drinking tea.

The warm tea fell into the throat, warming the heart and lungs. After wandering and worrying for so long, suddenly my heart seemed to be stable.

The warm sun gradually rises, and the golden light shines on the ground. One person rests and the other sips tea in front of the old tea shop, which is indescribably quiet.

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