I don't know where my father is now, and everything is fine. ”

Yan Hongchen sat on the tip of the stone pillar on a high place and said to the bloody phantom beside him.

The bloody phantom condensed by the blood shattered the sky responded, and said, "Put more thought into how to improve your own strength as soon as possible, as for your father, you don't need to worry." I have investigated, your father's physique is very special, I think, this should come from the blood of your Yan family's ancestors. ”

Just imagine, in the Shenqi Continent, where spiritual power is lacking and the rules are incomplete.

Cultivation is advancing by leaps and bounds, is he really in Yanjiangbei, is it just that his talent is superior?

There is an older generation in the Yan family, and they once said that they saw it with their own eyes.

When Yan Jiangbei was born, the Yan family's Guardian Divine Halberd erupted into a powerful deterrent, rising into the sky, and went to protect the reluctance to leave.

Perhaps, this so-called original Yan family came from the Continent of the Gods and fled into the gods. There are many secrets that I don't know, and I don't know them yet.

Simply, I stopped thinking about it, threw away many distracting thoughts about myself, and continued to enter the state of meditation and understanding.

In the past nearly a month, since the first layer of the thunder control trick has been condensed, after the lightning has turned into a skin.

Yan Hongchen felt that the thunder power in his body had reached the sea of qi, and he could accommodate the limit of fullness.

In this way, the Thunder Trick Quenching the Body, the bloodthirsty formula related to one's own cultivation, the realm under the Holy Monarch, is also regarded as reaching the peak of cultivation.

In addition, there are only three styles of this sword trick left, which are in line with Lei Li's proficiency.

As for the fourth form of this Red Lotus Sword Technique, it has not yet reached the point of speculation.

On this third sword alone, thunder style.

In its heyday, it can only be used with three swords, and even if the fourth sword can be comprehended, if it is to urge it to be used, I am afraid it will be a problem.

The spiritual power of the Sacred Heart Realm is still weak, and the Red Lotus Sword Technique is broad and profound, far from being able to be easily mastered by cultivating now.

Moreover, it is the last level, and the cultivation of kendo is attainment.

To practice kendo cultivation, you still need to return to the sect to break the sword tower.

Relying solely on one's own enlightenment, he does not absorb the legacy of the ancestors of the Sword Tower. To reach the peak of kendo attainments under the Holy Monarch, it is by no means something that can be achieved overnight.

This time the penance in Thunder Valley can be regarded as coming to an end.

Taking out the map of the four domains on his body, Yan Hongchen spread it out and looked at it slowly.

This Thunder Valley is located in the most barren place in the Eastern Regions, but it is close to the Endless Sea in the Western Regions.

The vast endless sea of the Western Regions is also known as the Western Sea.

The West Sea is vast, and almost two-thirds of the land is seawater.

The people here live by the sea.

There are Confucian scholars, and Moxia has also put up a pen: "When will the sound of the rolling waves end, and the sea breeze will blow through the bitter fishing song." ”

Although the fisherman suffers, he also enjoys the suffering.

However, in the depths of the West Sea, there is a harm, the local name, the sea beast.

The sea beasts in the Western Sea, such as the sacred beasts in the dense land jungle.

It's just that the sea beasts live in the hidden sea, and the holy beasts occupy an area entrenched in the deep forest, all of which can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for cultivation.

Sea beasts often come ashore to cause trouble, and if they encounter low-strength sea beasts, it's okay.

But when encountering powerful sea beasts, the fishermen can only accept their fate and die in the sea.

Make up your mind and head to the West Sea.

Standing on top of a peak mountain rock, Yan Hongchen was dressed in a simple and crimson cloth dress.

In the distance, there is a gentle river in the distance, and on both sides of it are towering reef cliffs.

According to the map of the four regions of the gods, this river is the waterway that must be passed to the West Sea.

At the peak, the figure fell vertically, and the blood shadow stepped on the young leaves of the treetops, as if walking on the ground, and went towards the direction of the river.

On the gently rippling river, from time to time I have a wooden boat rowing by.

The old man in the coat on his back vigorously supported the long black bamboo pole that was sharpened by the calloons of his hands.

On the river, there are tired traders napping, and there are also rich and talented daughters, leaning on the side of the boat to talk about love, and playing in the mountains and rivers.

There are also literati and ink writers, painting on river boats, and when they touch the scene, they are poetic.

He groaned loudly and said: "The river crosses three thousand miles, and it goes straight to the West Sea without looking back." ”

Although the West Sea is dominated by seawater, it is also a place with boundless scenery.

That's why these literati and ink writers went. Play with these rich children who have nothing to do all day long.

Sea beasts are terrifying, but they rarely appear in shallow waters.

There are also cultivators in the West Sea, who make a living by hunting sea beasts, and sea beasts generally go up to the shallow sea, and there is almost no return.

The meat of the sea beast is delicate, and it has also become a must-try delicacy for people who come to the West Sea.

This river is a circulation around the mountains and goes straight into the shallow sea area of the West Sea.

Therefore, visitors from outside the country have no other worries.

The morning sun sprinkled on the river, a bright glow reflected, and Yan Hongchen's figure immediately came to the cliff on the river bank.

I saw that there was a flat land in the upper reaches of the distance, a riverside inn made of bamboo inlay.

Outside the inn, there is a bamboo pavilion built by the river.

In the bamboo pavilion, there are groups of three or two, sitting and talking, carrying boatmen in robes.

On the riverside outside the bamboo pavilion, there are many large and small boats.

Larger ones are cargo ships, which are generally traders who buy and sell materials, and only take care of cargo ships when they need to transport them.

The rest of the visitors are looking at the small passenger boats. The passenger boat is light and brisk, and the asking price is not high.

The figure flew by, and every few hundred meters away, Yan Hongchen's figure was revealed for a moment.

Stepping on the void, he jumped directly outside the bamboo pavilion.

Ignoring the boatmen who were dressed in lily clothes and looked at them with stunned eyes.

These boatmen are all ordinary mortals, and of course they will be a little surprised when they suddenly see a swordsman who has fallen into the void.

For ordinary people, cultivators are undoubtedly high-minded, ordinary beings,

Looking at the front of him, this is a spacious two-story bamboo inn.

Written on the gate, the riverside inn, four big characters hang high.

Walking into the door of the inn, there is no noise inside, only a calm atmosphere.

Or, sit around a table in pairs and sip a glass of wine.

Or, a poor sour literati sitting alone.

There are also some cultivators who are dressed in unity and don't know what sect or sect, and everything in them seems so easy-going.

Yan Hongchen walked in, no one cast a gaze, and went straight to a corner table to ask for a table of wine and food.

In the past half a year of cultivation, I have almost never eaten, except for cultivation, it is still boring cultivation.

Although cultivators can fill themselves with the aura of heaven and earth, they will not feel the emptiness in their stomachs.

But wine and meat can still make the cultivator physically and mentally happy.

After all, the cultivators who go to the holy path also come all the way from the mortal body.

From the Shenqi Continent, an ordinary ordinary person came, and he was also used to being casual.

No, like other cultivators, they are pretentious.

If you want to be dirty, the food is dirty, and you can't eat it unless it is spiritual wine and holy beast meat.

A poor literati wears a white cloth coat that has been washed many times over and over again.

Looking at Yan Hongchen, Hao ate and drank a large table, shook his head and sighed.

Hearing this, Yan Hongchen was not angry, but just laughed in his heart.

The other party's voice is difficult to check, but for the peak realm of the Sacred Heart, he is still in his ears.

A cultivator cultivates the Tao all his life, and he cultivates an ordinary and casual heart.

The heart can be argued, but it is not contested.

The heart can be angry, or it may not be angry.

What is fighting is that the heart that leaps into the high realm, and the anger can only be the world in the heart, and the things that can be angry.

This is the Dao heart that a cultivator should cultivate in his life.

If you are angry with an ordinary man, how can you be a cultivator's mind, and how can you lose your sentence and worry about it?

At this moment, a group of people walked towards the inn, led by a graceful woman with a short knife pinned to her waist and gorgeously dressed.

The woman cultivates the six veins of the Sacred Heart, wears a purple windbreaker, has a delicate figure, and has long hair to the waist.

She was followed by four strong men, all of whom were below the rank of the Sacred Heart.

Four strong men, all with fierce faces. At first glance, it is a person who has been stained with the blood of living beings all year round.

The poor and sour talent looked at the graceful woman with his eyes, and praised him slightly, saying: "Such a woman, she is really as beautiful as a flower." ”

Of course, the woman also heard the admiration of the poor and sour talent, and she also took a few people around a table of wine and food.

The woman brushed her hair and said worriedly: "This time, this batch of weapons has been transported from the Black Iron City in the Eastern Regions, and it must be escorted cautiously and safely." ”

Hearing this, the other four men nodded one after another.

After a while, a man spoke, his expression was angry, and said: "Miss, don't blame me for having a lot of mouth, the helper is too kind-hearted, he Liu Bai is doing this, why do you tolerate it everywhere, and you have to suffer from him like this?"

The woman raised her hand, interrupted him to continue, and said, "Dad has his own plans for what he does, and we, as subordinates, are duty-bound to obey orders." ”

The man sighed, did not continue to speak, and drank a few large bowls of wine violently with a fire in his belly.

At this moment, after eating a table of wine and meat, Yan Hongchen held the wine bottle and shouted, "Another table of wine and meat." ”

What Yan Hongchen ate was all ordinary food, but when she came in just now, the five people led by the woman asked for the best holy beast meat.

It seems that this mortal inn is not a simple place.

The little servant stepped forward, his expression was flat, and said, "Guest, you have already eaten a table, are you sure you want another table?"

The four realms of the gods are full of spiritual energy, and there are many ordinary human beings living on this continent.

Even if he doesn't know how to cultivate, he still has the strength of the human martial realm or even stronger, which is the environment that creates living beings.

On this continent, if you don't enter the Heavenly Martial Realm, you can be called an ordinary man.

This little guy can be regarded as a cultivator, although his strength is just an ordinary Tianwu cultivator.

When he saw Yan Hongchen, this simple cloth dress, of course he wouldn't have a good face.

In every word and deed, the words are cold, and there is a slight disdain.

Yan Hongchen took a sip of wine to himself, and said to the little guy: "Give me a good holy beast, remember, it's a whole one."

Just now, I ate a table of ordinary wine and meat, and after a little operation of the spiritual power in my body, I expelled all the filthy qi in my abdomen.

The reason why the food of mortal dust will be rejected by cultivators.

The main reason for this is that mortal food cannot be integrated into the cultivator's holy body.

When the little guy heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned, he couldn't believe his ears, and said, "Guest, can you say it again?"

Yan Hongchen raised his index finger and said, "I don't understand, do you?" I said, give me a whole good holy beast." ”

"Guest, don't make low-level jokes, a good holy beast meat, but it costs more than ten spirit stones, if you are dressed like this, I'm afraid it will ......"

The little guy frowned and stared at the other party as if questioning.

With a snap, Yan Hongchen smashed out a bag of spirit stones onto the table.

Spread out the animal skin cloth bag, there were dozens of large spirit stones.

This is a lot of money, and most of the people use it, and it is a small piece of spirit stone.

For example, Yan Hongchen took out a spirit stone block of this size, one-tenth the size.

This lord, throwing out this bag, is a whole complete specification of the big spirit stone.

The little guy wiped his eyes vigorously, and after confirming that it was true, his eyes were full of obsessive smiles, and he shouted loudly.

"This table of distinguished guests, a whole high-grade spirit beast, and a jar of fine spirit wine. ”

Around, Qi brushed his gaze.

This master's way of eating, even if he comes to a rich family, he has to eat poor.

Soon, a majestic pig-shaped roasted holy beast was called by the little maid to help and carried it to the table.

Seeing this, Yan Hongchen squinted his eyes and looked at it, obviously recognizing this holy beast.

"This is a pig flame holy beast, right?"

The little girl saw his father's smile on his face, and responded: "Yes, yes, yes, the guest is a person who knows the goods at a glance." ”

The poor and sour Xiucai, his eyes were burning at the moment, and he said: "The Pig Flame Holy Beast, although it is not a fierce beast with high cultivation, its flesh is delicate and fat, but it can be called a top-grade beast. ”

Yan Hongchen asked with a smile and said, "It seems that this benevolent brother is insightful, could it be that he has tasted it?"

When Xiucai heard this, his face was slightly red and embarrassed, and he said: "I can't hide it, I just left it from my predecessors, and I know a thing or two about the ancient books." ”

Tear off a large piece of leg meat.

Yan Hongchen said, "Send it to this talented brother." ”

When the little guy heard this, he hurriedly brought the tray and prepared to bring it over.

However, Xiucai hurriedly stopped him and said: "Brother Tai's good intentions are in the heart, and there is no merit to be punished, I really can't say anything about it, thank you Brother Tai!"

Xiucai got up and hugged his fist at Yan Hongchen to express his gratitude in his heart.

The ancients often said: "Poor sour talent, poor sour talent." ”

This kind of talented literati, full of reading sage books, if you can't get revenge in your heart.

Even if you choose to be depressed for the rest of your life, you don't want to lose it, and your heart is high.

is not subject to unmeritorious deeds, not ill-gotten gains, probably, this is the reason why Xiucai is poor.

Xiucai just spoke, just one step at a time, and chanted the full stomach in his mouth.

Looking at the emaciated and poor figure, Yan Hongchen shook his head, sighed in his heart, and said: "Why is it bitter to be full of the world's holy Confucian books, but hungry for that pair of skins." ”

After Xiucai left, the riverside inn returned to calm.

The little servant then served a jar of spirit wine, and said, "This guest officer, this is the spirit wine you want." ”

All wine, made by ordinary people and everything, is called all wine.

Spirit wine is made through the best spirit grass, so it can be called spirit wine.

And the best wine is still spiritual brewing, which is made from the spiritual liquid of heaven and earth, combined with spiritual objects.

In the life of an ordinary cultivator, it is difficult to find a mouthful of spiritual brew.

Opening the oiled paper lid on the altar, Yan Hongchen smelled the fragrance of spiritual wine.

"This should be fragrant and drunk, right?" Yan Hongchen blurted out.

The little guy was taken aback when he heard this, and said in surprise: "Guest officer, if you really know a lot, this fragrant drunk is rare, and you even know?"

Yan Hongchen chuckled lightly and said, "In this world, except for the wine saint willow long night back then, who can make such a mysterious wine, I think, this wine is not found anywhere else except for the Eastern Regions Qingying Sect, right?"

Everyone in the world knows that Liu Changye has lived a lifetime, and there are countless recipes for spiritual wine.

"But who has seen it with their own eyes?"

So far, except from the Qingying Sect, there has not been anywhere where there is this fragrance drunk.

The fragrance is drunk, and it was also in the same year that Liu Changye gave it to the Qingying Sect.

It's a one-of-a-kind recipe, and there will never be a second one.

The little guy was speechless, and he didn't know how to answer, so he stood in a daze.

The heart said: "Dare to love, this is to meet an expert?"

On the bamboo floor, there were a few applause, and a person walked down the stairs slowly.

This person was born with thick eyebrows and fox eyes, stroked a little goatee, and had yellow hair, neatly combed.

The slender and straight body, coupled with a golden robe, is quite rich and extravagant.

The person who came downstairs smiled politely and said, "This distinguished guest, what he said is not bad, this fragrant drunk is indeed from the Eastern Regions Qingying Sect." ”

"Oh?"

Yan Hongchen suddenly became interested.

I thought to myself: "Could it be that this inn is still an industry related to the sect?"

Yan Hongchen smiled calmly and said, "I haven't asked for advice yet." ”

The other party said: "I am the shopkeeper of this inn, and your guests can call me by my name, Wufu." ”

Wu Fu was very polite, and invited Yan Hongchen to a separate private room.

The little guy was shocked when he saw it, others didn't know about his shopkeeper, but he himself knew it.

Over the years, I have traveled back and forth from the riverside inn.

Who has ever been treated so courteously by his own shopkeeper?

Yan Hongchen looked at the person in front of him, looked at Wu Fu, the collar was embroidered, and the Qingying Sect Mountain pattern.

"Martial Shopkeeper, I don't know who is under the Qingying Sect?"

Walking into the private room, Wu Fu looked more polite, smiled, and said: "The head of the family, the surname is Wu Mingzhen." ”

Hearing this, the latter was stunned for a moment, and said: "It turns out that it is, the property of the master family of Wuzhen Pavilion, I say why, your small riverside inn can have such a fragrance and drunk with such spiritual wine." ”

In the Qingying Sect, except for the reward and punishment pavilion master Wu Zhen, there is no one in power who can still have worldly concerns.

For Wu Zhen's secular family, Yan Hongchen has also heard of one or two.

If it is not an important matter of the sect, it must be advocated by himself, and Wu Zhen rarely stays in the sect.

For this reward and punishment pavilion master, he is also familiar with it, although Wu Zhen is rarely in the sect, but he treats Yan Hongchen as if he is a personal heirloom.

Everyone knows that although Wu Zhen sits in the position of clear rewards and punishments in the sect, his heart is the best.

Such a person is not as ruthless as hot, and he is not as mellow as Zhao Yinshui, and he should be incompatible with this position.

But the sect couldn't find another person who was more suitable than him to be the master of this reward and punishment pavilion.

Yan Hongchen smiled and said, "In this way, you and I can be regarded as our own family." ”

Wu Fu is an early Saint Monarch cultivator, and his strength is not bad.

Hearing this, Wu Fu laughed and said, "It is rumored that you, a master disciple of the Sword Washing Pavilion, have an arrogant and boundless personality, in my opinion, this rumor is completely groundless." ”

"Oh, you know me?"

Yan Hongchen looked surprised, he asked himself if he didn't have such a reputation.

Wu Fu nodded and continued, "I had the honor of following the patriarch to the Blue Shadow Sect. At that time, your sect was holding a new disciple sect competition. In that one, you fought the crowd, and Wu applauded again and again. ”

I didn't feel complacent because of the other party's flattery.

Yan Hongchen was stunned, his tone was flat, and he said, "I see, I don't have such a reputation yet." As for that big competition, it was just a meeting between new disciples of the sect, and it was not worth mentioning.

When Wu Fu heard this, a trace of doubt flashed, and then he continued.

After listening to Wu Fu's story, he realized that now, his reputation in the Eastern Regions is famous.

On the same day, the Blue Shadow Sect fought with the Blood Demon Sect, and Yan Hongchen cultivated in the realm of the Sacred Heart and angrily beheaded the Holy Monarch of the Blood Demon Sect, which can be said to be divine.

There are still many forces speculating that now under the Holy Monarch of the Qingying Sect, the number one in this inner sect may not have the strength to fight with Yan Hongchen.

After hearing this, Yan Hongchen gradually understood, and suddenly said: "This, I really don't know, I have been in retreat for more than half a year, and I have never returned to the sect. ”

When Wu Fu heard this, he knew it in his heart. also used the courtesy he could to feast Yan Hongchen.

After three rounds of drinking, Yan Hongchen got up satisfied, hugged his fists and said: "Thank you for the hospitality, I want to go to Xihai for a walk, so I will stay for a short time, please forgive me." ”

Wu Fu didn't stay, and walked out of the inn with Yan Hongchen.

Before leaving, Yan Hongchen threw a bag of spirit stones to the little guy.

After all, this is a place where people make a living, and it is not up to you to eat this thing for nothing.

Outside the bamboo pavilion, there was a boat of an old man.

A crimson simple cloth robe, standing in front of the bow of the boat.

Let the wooden boat sway gently and slowly sail towards the west sea.

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