You turned out to be such a senior [Transmigration Book]

The next day, early morning.

The sunlight falling from the clouds spreads across the entire city, with white walls and green tiles, towers and pavilions, and Chengmen Street... gradually illuminating the main city as it should be.

However, although the crowds on the streets of Yancheng were bustling, they were not lively, but rather dull.

Even the vendors who got up early and sold pancakes with spiritual fruits and miscellaneous grains stopped yelling, and spread the pancakes silently on the iron plate with a spatula.

—The wonton vendor next to him was preparing to close his stall. Seeing that his familiar old man was still making pancakes, he approached him and whispered, "Stop selling pancakes, they won't be sold if they are too mushy. There are a lot of migrants in Yancheng these days." .I heard people say that a lot of powerful forces have come to Yancheng. You see, most of these people have built foundations and bigu. How can anyone have breakfast? I can already smell the smell of gunpowder. Maybe they will make trouble. We It's better to pack up and go home quickly, selling cakes is not so important..."

The vendor of multigrain pancakes ignored him and continued to sprinkle fillings on the pancake crust in silence.

"Hey, why are you so stubborn, can I spend half a piece of Lingshi to buy your cake?"

"No, I won't sell you if I eat it myself, go away."

Just as the two were arguing, a gentle voice sounded from in front of them, "Boss, a pancake-bowl of wontons, neither spicy nor onion, thank you."

"?!"

The two who were bickering looked in the direction of the sound source at the same time.

A young man dressed in red was looking at the things on their booth expectantly. The young man was exquisite and good-looking, with a gentle and modest expression, very pleasing.

"You... you want to buy?"

"Yes, I'm hungry." The boy in red nodded.

There was business to do, and the two vendors didn't make any noise immediately, one boiled wontons, and the other continued to make pancakes.

The vendor selling wontons was very emotional, "I thought I couldn't sell even a bowl of wontons today, but I didn't expect you to come, young master."

"Why can't the bowl be sold? It obviously smells delicious." The boy in red asked curiously.

The praised wonton vendor laughed happily, waved his hand, and added more wontons to the pot for the boy in red.As soon as the wonton was boiled, he opened up the chatter box, "Young master, you don't know, a lot of powerful people have come to Yancheng recently, and most of them have been fasted, and Qi training monks who don't have bigu dare not do it at this time. Going out, after all, you can't afford to bump into someone casually..."

Having said that, the wonton vendor put a full bowl of wontons in front of the table where the boy in red was sitting, and when he saw the boy pick up the chopsticks to eat, the wonton vendor suddenly realized that this boy is also an ordinary Qi cultivator. No inedia yet!

"Young master, why don't you eat here. I'm giving you this bowl! Including the pancakes you asked for. You don't have to return this plate. Hurry up and put it in your Qiankun bag, take it home and eat it, It's not safe outside." The wonton vendor warned nervously.

"Yeah, it's not safe outside." Even the miscellaneous grain pancake vendor agreed. "The outsiders who have come to this city recently are so fierce!!"

The young man in red, that is, Yan Yan, an outsider from Chu Laiyan City, chewed off the wonton in his mouth under the nervous eyes of the two vendors, picked up another wonton, and answered, "It's okay, I'll eat it here Just finish it, the public will be in a large court, no one will commit murder indiscriminately, after all, there are so many people, how could anyone have the nerve to bully—"

"Kangdang!" A loud bang suddenly sounded in front of them, interrupting Chu Yan's words.

The stalls of the vendors selling multigrain pancakes were directly overturned, flour and lingonberry sauce were spilled on the ground, and the tables and chairs near the stalls were also crushed.

If it wasn't for the miscellaneous grain pancake vendor delivering pancakes to Chu Yan and not in front of his stall, he would probably have been beaten to death at this time.

"What are you doing?! Why are you throwing away my hard work..." The miscellaneous grain pancake vendor was furious, planning to rush forward to argue with the group of people.

"Old buddy, old buddy, don't go there. You can't afford to provoke them, but you can hide them. They are all monks who have built a foundation." The wonton vendor hurriedly stopped him.

The murderer in the street was not one person, but a group of people.

They were wearing clear-color Taoist robes, with a signature pattern embroidered on the hem, a bit like the five elements.

"This land belongs to our Wuji Gate, what right do you have to stay here? Get lost!"

The person who said this was standing at the front of the group, and happened to have Zhang Chuyan's familiar face.

Isn't this the young man who caused trouble in Yunjin Inn back then?How did you get to Yancheng? It's still this kind of virtue.

"This piece of land is clearly available to everyone in Yancheng, when did it belong to your Wuji Gate!!"

"From now on, that's it. What's the matter, do you want me to give you a ride in person?" Zhou Yue said loudly, not shying away from the gazes of the people around him.

Others either watched the show or disliked it, but no one came out to say something fair.

In the cultivation world, fists are better than order and reason.

Chu Yan, who understood this truth for the second time, put down his chopsticks and took out a few magic weapons from the interspatial ring.

A pile of brilliant treasures suddenly flashed the eyes of the people around them, before they had time to fix their eyes on the appearance of those treasures, they were thrown ten feet away by an irresistible thrust.

With Chu Yan as the center, within ten feet away, there were only two vendors left, and the others were all pushed away ten feet away.

The originally crowded streets were immediately cleared of a clean space.Covering the open space is a pale golden barrier engraved with patterns that look like bells.

"It's the top-class spiritual weapon Jin Linglin!" Someone with knowledge shouted immediately.

Hundreds of golden streamers flew by again, skipping over the stall that fell to the ground, and were able to lift it up again.Then he aggressively surrounded the group of Wujimen disciples.

The golden streamer turned into little paper cranes, their appearances were exquisite and lovely, but no one dared to say a word of praise.

It's because these hundred or so little paper cranes exude the aura of high-grade spiritual weapons.

Zhou Yue's mouth, which was about to open his mouth to curse, maintained an open posture, but his face was already stiff.

Hundreds of high-grade spiritual weapons? ! ! !

"Today this place belongs to me. You ruined the tables, chairs, benches, and spirit fruit flour on my site. Return it ten times faster, or you will look good."

The young man in red said eloquently, and returned the aura of "enclosure is king" to the person who said this before.

"You..." Zhou Yue looked in the direction of the sound source, saw Chu Yan's face, and immediately recalled the memory of the Yunjin Inn. After the word "you" was pronounced, the second word could no longer be followed .

This person's identity should not be simple, not to mention being able to produce so many spiritual artifacts, the last time he booked [-] rooms directly at the Yunjin Inn.

Zhou Yue's face was livid, and his eyes scanned around Chu Yan, and found that there was no figure of the white-clothed swordsman, and most of the fear in his heart faded away, replaced by a little greed.

This young man with little cultivation dared to come out with so many magic weapons by himself. Although the people he brought couldn't beat these magic weapons, there were more greedy people around him.

Those who can come to Yancheng now are all for the tomb of the ancients, that is, to win the treasure.This young man with so many treasures on his back dared to come out alone, he was looking for death.

Thinking in a circle in my heart, Zhou Yue raised his voice and said, "It's unreasonable for you to have so many spiritual weapons and magic weapons for a person with no cultivation base!"

Zhou Yue's words—speaking out—the eyes of some onlookers looking at Chu Yan also changed.This young man has no cultivation base, as long as he breaks the Jin Linglin and snatches all the spirit weapons, they will all be his own.

Hearing Zhou Yue's words that wanted to fan the flames, Chu Yan touched the Jianzong identity card on his waist. He didn't know if his own spiritual power was enough to send a message to Xie Yunming.

—While outputting spiritual power to the identity card, Chu Yan—continued, "You are really strange. It is unreasonable for me to use the magic weapon bought by my family and the spiritual weapon given by the master master uncle? Could it be that you are burning, killing and looting in the street? Is the spirit weapon that came over reasonable?"

When he said this, the person who had shown greedy eyes hesitated again.

A person with little cultivation can possess these magic weapons, and the power behind them should be immeasurable.

"It's a disciple of a great sect, so why are you alone when you go out?" Zhou Yue gritted his teeth.

"Who are you talking about alone—people?"

—A powerful voice sounded like a rainbow in the sky, the voice was not loud, but it fell into the ears of everyone, but it was dizzy like thunder.

The person who came was wearing a Taoist robe that floated out of the dust, with white hair and white eyebrows, but he couldn't see a trace of aging, and his whole body exuded a terrifying pressure.

This kind of coercion only fell on the disciples of the Wuji Sect, causing them to collapse to the ground one after another, with dull pain in their meridians.

"If you are disrespectful to my disciples again, I will make you the head of the Wuji Sect alone." The person who came was Qing Xuzi, and even for a moment the mighty pressure of the tribulation stage could make them half-dead.

Many people have never seen the appearance of Jianzong Qingxuzi, but his iconic Xiaoyao Sword is like thunder in the entire Yunxiao world.At the moment, the long street fell into silence, and everyone dared not breathe easily, for fear of being angered by Da Neng.

"Master!" Chu Yan called out—Qing Xuzi.

Qing Xuzi flew down from mid-air with his sword, and arrived at Chu Yan's side in an instant.Ask him, "Little apprentice, what do you want to do with these people?"

"They have to lose money first, and then they are not allowed to enter Yancheng again."

When Chu Yan uttered the last half of the sentence, Zhou Yue, who had collapsed on the ground, clearly showed a hint of unwillingness on his face.

He can no longer enter Yancheng, and he will not be able to enter the treasure hunt in the Tomb of the Ancients... His plan will also lose a very important ring, and he will also become a useless abandoned child...

Hearing what Chu Yan said, Qing Xuzi felt that Chu Yan's words were not a punishment, but he was still happy to indulge his decision, "You are lucky, my little disciple has a kind heart, so I won't kill any animals today. I don't want to take a snapshot yet Do."

With the appearance of Qing Xuzi, everyone in the Wuji Sect dared not disobey, and swore an oath one after another, and fled away as if they had left Yancheng after paying for the losses of the two vendors.

As for the two street vendors, they also left this eventful place after thanking them a lot.

Without being disturbed by others, Chu Yan asked curiously, "Master, since you are here, why haven't you seen senior brother?"

After he and Xie Yunming entered Yancheng, they found an inn to stay, and then Xie Yunming received Qing Xuzi's order and rushed over.Chu Yan wanted to go too, but he was so sleepy that he was left in the inn to rest.

— After waking up, Chu Yan wanted to inquire about the news of the ancient tomb in Yancheng, so he went out of the inn to wander the streets, and had breakfast by the way, but he didn't know that he came across the one just now.

Qing Xuzi rubbed his chin, forgetting that he didn't change his beard today, "Yun Ming, he is still looking for the entrance of the ancient tomb outside the city."

Hearing that Xie Yunming was looking for the entrance of the ancient tomb outside the city, Chu Yan touched his nose and said in a natural way, "I can't find it outside the city, maybe it's inside the city."

After all, at that time, everyone dug through Yancheng before they found the entrance to the ancient tomb.

"Okay, I'll call your senior brother over here." Qing Xuzi nodded.

Half a quarter of an hour ago, outside Yancheng.

Qing Xuzi, who couldn't find the entrance of the ancient tomb, sighed slightly, "I still haven't found it, it's already dawn, my little disciple should wake up, nothing will happen, right?"

Xie Yunming, who was following behind him, paused slightly, "If there is any danger, he will transmit the voice to me."

Following Xie Yunming's words, the identity badge on his waist flickered.

Xie Yunming's face changed slightly, and he was about to speak to Qingxuzi to explain.

"Young disciple sent you a sound transmission, right? I'm going fast, let me go, and you continue to look for the entrance."

Saying that, Qing Xuzi disappeared.

Without guilt, he sent a message to his eldest disciple. Qing Xuzi raised his eyes, and his eyes fell on the Jinlinglin barrier that Chu Yan was about to put away. Suddenly, he felt mysterious and mysterious.

The surrounding terrain, orientation, layout and feng shui of this area surrounded by Jin Linglin——

It looks like it will be the resting place chosen by the ancients.