One hundred and ninety-four, I will meet Yan Yan sorrow again

Strange in his heart, it happened that there was no urgent task on his body, Chu Wuru pinched his chin, and as soon as his body turned, he flew to the White Deer City next to the White Deer Sect, and inquired about the news first. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 It is definitely much easier to inquire about this kind of thing in the city than in the mountains.

Entering White Deer City, Chu Wuyu quickly discovered that there were a large number of cultivators here. The difference between a cultivator and a mortal is very simple, that is, whether there is Yuan Force in the dantian. Only if the dantian can give birth to the yuan force, can become a cultivator, will have a thousand years of life, if the dantian can not generate the yuan force, it is impossible to embark on the road of cultivating immortals, talent determines everything, just like people are born with the distinction between high and low, you can't force it, it depends on fate to decide. This world is also balanced, and the threshold for cultivators is so high, and it is also one of the laws of the Heavenly Dao, otherwise anyone can become a cultivator, and then the world will be chaotic, and everyone will become the existence of old monsters.

Chu Wuru came specifically to join in the fun, so he found a teahouse with a lot of people. Cultivators rarely eat meat and vegetarian, many cultivators can open the valley, drinking tea has become one of the hobbies of cultivators, but this tea is not ordinary tea, it is all tea with a little aura, not so much tea, but something close to medicinal herbs, although the cultivator will not increase the yuan power, but it can also nourish qi and calm the nerves, not ordinary people can enjoy it. Now there are a lot of cultivators gathered on the teahouse, the teahouse where Chu Wuru arrived is quite atmospheric, the three-story attic, the whitewashed gold is splendid, a piece of gilded flat is written on the three words "Tian Mingxiang", the font is simple, and it brings out a sense of dust, and it is not a place where ordinary people can go at a glance.

"Immortal Master, please--"

The gatekeeper was very discerning, saw Chu Wuru's identity, used the honorific title of a mortal for a cultivator, nodded and greeted Chu Wuru, of course, the people who can come here to consume are basically cultivators. Chu Wuru nodded, ignoring this enthusiastic guy, and walked up to the third floor by himself, the guy was also used to the indifference of cultivators, and just followed behind and greeted carefully. The third floor has four square windows, bright and tidy, the floor is covered with red carpets, the top is hung with crystal lights, it is very gorgeous, more than a dozen tables have more than half of the guests, and the shop guys are also some good-looking young men and women.

In the blink of an eye, Chu Wuru's face was overjoyed, and he walked straight to the window table on the east side, sat down beside a young man unceremoniously, and laughed:

"Miss Wanyan, do you think we are very fateful? In this ice and snow, there is a warm emotional guidance--"

Before Chu Wuru could finish the words of those disgusting people, a beautiful girl dressed as a handmaid next to him on his left hand interrupted him viciously:

"It's not snowing yet, it's snowy!"

No, it just so happened that Wan Yan Yanchou came to the Northern Dynasty with a family slave and maidservant, and just stopped in this teahouse today, a total of four people sat at the table and sat on the side of the "old friend" Xiao Guang. It's not that Xiao Guang asked Chu Wuru to sit down, on the contrary, Xiao Guang was unwilling to let Chu Wuru sit next to him, but Chu Wuru's action of sitting down was faster than the action he blocked, and before he could do anything, Chu Wuru's ass was already sticky to the stool, and he only had to stare dryly, and he couldn't kick Chu Wurude away with his hands when Yan Yan didn't speak.

Wan Yan Yanchou just smiled at this, but he was not angry or happy, looking at Chu Wuru's excited appearance, he said with a smile:

"Young Master Chu is also here for the Phantom Moon Scarf?"

"I said there are so many people here, it turns out that there is a treasure born, a spiritual treasure?"

Hearing this, he suddenly realized, no wonder there are so many people here, Chu Wuru nodded, there was a guess.

"It's a spiritual treasure. ”

Wan Yan Yan held the cup in both hands, took a sip of the white smoke tea, and put down the cup again, the movements were noble and elegant, and Chu Wuru's eyes lit up with green light, there is no doubt that Wan Yan Yanchou's temperament is enough to attract the attention of many men.

The weapons and armor used by cultivators are different from those of mortals, and they are collectively called magic weapons. The magic weapon has a certain aura and is powerful, but it is completely controlled by the cultivator himself. On top of the magic weapon, it is a spiritual treasure that can recognize the Lord and is extremely powerful. After the Lingbao is the immortal treasure and the divine soldier, it is rumored that there is a divine weapon in the Xianzong. There are eleven divine weapons in the world, each of which has the power to destroy the heavens and the earth, and it is a legendary thing, everyone has heard of it, but no one has seen it, even if it is the divine weapon of Xianzong, everyone has only heard of how, but no one has really seen what the divine soldier looks like.

The divine soldiers are too far away, and there are very few immortal treasures, and there are not many spiritual treasures in this world. The birth of every Lingbao will inevitably cause a rush, and it is no wonder that Wanyan Yanchou himself came to the Northern Dynasty, the attraction of Lingbao is still very great, and there is no doubt that a powerful Lingbao in his hand can undoubtedly enhance his great strength.

"If Miss Wanyan wants, Xiao Sheng can help. ”

Seeing the long-missed Yan Yanyan, Chu Wuru began to find the north, and willingly made cattle and horses for others. Looking at his infatuated face, he was completely obsessed with Yan Yanchou, and he harassed others very dirtily.

"Disgusting!"

The scolding came from behind Chu Wuru. Originally, Chu Wuru's eyes were busy looking at the lovely person in front of him, and he heard the voice behind him a little familiar, so he looked back, and found that there were two women and a man at a table behind him, looking coldly, the ugliness of the man and the beauty of the woman were the nine swords of the Qinghua Ten Masters, Zuo Lengsheng, the three-star moon Su Yuling and the fairy demon Zuo Sisi. It was Zuo Lengsheng who scolded people, and he looked at Chu Wuru's gaze with a little more disdain, and gave a correct evaluation of Chu Wuru's shameless face.

"Ah, isn't this Brother Zuo? It's been a long time since I've seen him, and there are two great beauties, so coincidentally, I met again. ”

When Chu Wuli went upstairs, he only saw Wan Yan Yanchou, and he didn't notice that there were acquaintances upstairs at all, it seemed that Chu Wuru's connections were quite extensive, but it was really not the same thing. Zuo Sisi and Su Yuling also went to the Forest of Witty Words with him, and everyone was sarcastic and derogatory to each other along the way, the relationship was really not ordinarily bad, except that they were not enemies, they were definitely not friends.

"I said that on Wanfeng Mountain, you actually disobeyed...... Hmph, it turned out to be the witch of the Wanyan family!

Zuo Lengsheng glanced at Yan Yanchou and remembered that Wan Yan Yan had been caught on Wanfeng Mountain. At that time, he didn't expect that he would personally release the eldest lady of the Freedom Sect! As soon as he thought of this, the anger in his heart didn't come to a place, it was strange and weird, it was still Chu Wuru's head, and his anger naturally burned to Chu Wuru, and he couldn't help but sarcastically say to Chu Wuru.

"Who are you scolding a witch?

Xiaotong has a big temper, and after listening to Zuo Lengsheng scolding Yan Yanchou, he immediately slapped the table and got up, staring at Zuo Lengsheng with bulging eyes and scolding back.

Ugly, it is Zuo Lengsheng is the biggest taboo, Xiao Tong slapped him in public! The flesh on his face jumped, the person had already stood up, the momentum on his body was out, and the sharp sword qi pressed towards Xiao Tong, and he was already moved with murderous intent.

"Humph!"

The house slave who was sad sat still, and with a wave of his right hand, he fanned back the sword qi emitted by Zuo Lengsheng.

"Ugly ghosts are looking for death!"

After being attacked by Zuo Lengsheng, how could Xiao Tong stand it? With an angry snort, he was about to do it with a dagger in his hand.

"Fellow Daoists, you are angry. In the name of Fei Hong, the White Deer Sect was added as the management of the White Deer City. If you have grievances and hatreds, please go outside the city to solve them. If you are in the city, please give this sect a few thin noodles and put aside your grievances for the time being, thank you very much. ”

A middle-aged scribe in brocade clothes brought six people over and began to persuade them. This is the territory that belongs to the White Deer Sect, and the people of the White Deer Sect will not let others make trouble on their own territory, otherwise once the cultivators fight, the eruption of Yuan Force will have to destroy all the surrounding buildings.

"You dare to take care of the affairs of our Freedom Sect?"

The Freedom Sect has always acted arrogantly and domineeringly, and Xiaotong is also arrogant, and he is not polite at all on other people's territory, and he did not give the White Deer Sect any face when he drank coldly.

Zuo Lengsheng was scolded by Xiaotong for the word "ugly" twice, he had already moved to kill, and it was not the time to give up easily, so he said coldly at the moment:

"Qinghua Sect Zuo Leng said here to eradicate the demon Dao demons, do you have an opinion?"

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