At the foot of Xiaowudang Mountain at the junction of Sichuan and Shaanxi, two people wearing green mountain robes circled in circles, attracting the attention of many villagers who were carrying hoes and preparing to go out to do farm work.

"Grandpa, you see there are two ancient people over there, and they seem to be very powerful. ”

A teenage kid carrying a small backpack is not too big, he often sees Lao Dao wearing a long shirt appear on TV, and as soon as they appear, either there are zombies and ghosts to suffer, or the villain is going to be beaten, so not majestic!

"Don't talk, those people are gods!" The old man pulled away his grandson, who had stopped his attention, and laughed at the two people on the side of the road in his heart, what age is this, and there are still people pretending to be gods and ghosts and pretending to be Taoist priests, do you think it was decades ago?

"Grandpa, what is a magic stick?

"The god stick is a liar who pretends to be a god, and when you see such a person in the future, stay away from them......"

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The conversation between the grandfather and grandson fell into Zhao Yang's ears word for word, and Zhao Yang drooped his head and complained: "Dad, didn't you say that these mortals respect us very much? What's especially hateful is that the old man actually said that we are liars. ”

"How do I know, I haven't been down the mountain for more than 100 years, who knows that the changes under this mountain are so great, what is the big square flying around on the road? If there is no mistake, that big square seems to be made of iron, is it a magic weapon? Could it be that China Shenzhou has reached the point where cultivators are everywhere?" A white "Muramuratong" bus drove from a distance, and Zhao Tong pinched the trick to test it, and he who had never seen a car before immediately mistook it for a magic weapon.

Wang Wei, the driver of the bus, saw two people on the side of the road like wooden stakes, stopped the car and shouted: "Do you want to go to the city to do something? Get in the car! Hurry up!"

Although Zhao Yang was blown by Yin Lan's long-tongued woman on the mountain, in fact, he had never gone down the mountain when he was so big, he didn't understand Wang Wei's words, and when he saw Zhao Tong get into the car, he cautiously followed.

Zhao Tong saw that there were already many people in the "big square", and all of them were sitting leisurely, he suddenly understood, it turned out that this was a magic weapon similar to the glazed horse, but the glazed horse was mostly used for the princes and nobles who cultivated immortals in ancient times, and it had been extinct thousands of years ago, and its forging process and driving method had also been lost, and now it has reappeared in the mortal world, and it is not uncommon, and I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse.

Zhao Tong saw that all kinds of cars flew by outside the car window, and he was worried, once the princes and nobles returned to the peak state of thousands of years ago, whether it was the mortal world or the cultivation realm, it would be a river of blood, if this was the case, then Shushan would be dangerous.

"This fellow Daoist, take the liberty of asking, what is the name of your magic weapon, and how is it driven?" Zhao Tong saw that the driver hummed a small tune with a relaxed face, and even shook his head occasionally, how could he be serious and cautious when driving the magic weapon, he suddenly admired Wang Wei in his heart, and stepped forward to ask respectfully.

"Daoyou?" Wang Wei thought that the old man in front of him was Duan You, who was shooting a small video on his hand, and suddenly became interested, glanced back, and thought about giving the other party's mobile phone a frontal shot, randomly posing for a good posture, and said seriously: "Daoyou is still a knowledgeable person, my magic weapon is called Wuling Hongguang, which can travel thousands of miles a day, and often appears on the Autumn Famous Mountain." To drive, you only need to sink the dantian, control the accelerator and brake with your feet, and adjust the direction with both hands. ”

"Can people use their feet to cultivate now?" Zhao Tong asked in shock.

"Okay, uncle, I won't play with you, the county seat has arrived, five yuan per person, nine in the morning and five in the evening, go back to the village early!" Wang Wei stopped the car and stretched out his hand in front of Zhao Tong.

"Oh, fellow Daoist, please put it away. Zhao Tong took out five spirit stones and put them on the driver's hand with some pain.

Wang Wei has always looked at the fathers and villagers of the villages with a trusting eye, and has never discarded the bottom line of being a man for a few dollars, he swears that he is definitely the first time to see such a blatant brazen person: You say that you use game currency to pretend to be a coin to fool me, even deceive people are so careless, take a few broken stones to pretend to be RMB, do you think I have never seen RMB, or are you looking down on my IQ?

Wang Wei forcibly squeezed out a smile, squeezed out a voice from between his teeth, and said: "Don't make trouble, fellow, the car has arrived at the station, everyone is very busy, don't shoot the video, pay quickly." ”

"Isn't it the five pieces you said? My spirit stone is of the highest grade, do you want to go back on your word?" Zhao Tong mistakenly thought that Wang Wei wanted to eat black and eat black, and he was a little angry in his heart.

"Hey, you old man, are you playing with me? I'm addicted to making videos? I want RMB, hurry up and give money! If you don't give me money, I'll call someone!" Wang Wei said angrily as he dialed the phone.

"Hey, Dawei, why did you remember to call your dog?"

An arrogant voice came from the mobile phone, and Zhao Tong was shocked: "Thousands of miles of transmission!"

"Hey, let me tell you, I still encountered a strange thing today, and I actually ......" Wang Wei turned his gaze in the direction of Zhao Tong as he spoke, and he was stunned before he finished speaking, the car door was obviously locked tightly, and in the blink of an eye, the two big living people disappeared like this!

"David, what's wrong?

"I'm!"

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"Dad, what are we running away for? I think that man is an ordinary person, and he doesn't even have any mana. Zhao Yang hid next to a garbage heap behind Zhao Tong's buttocks and asked puzzledly.

"What do you know! Where there is a thousand miles of sound, the sound must have a sense of internal sound, and the voice from the magic weapon in the person's hand is full of energy, strong and powerful, as if it is close at hand, it must be a master who is on par with your master, if it weren't for Lao Tzu's wit, it is estimated that he would be arrested by them to take the yuan for the refining god. Zhao Tong looked sideways, and when he saw the cars running around the street, his heart beat wildly, when did the mortal world become so terrifying.

"It's not that evil, I think he's quite ordinary, just a few rare things in his hand!" Zhao Yang said with some suspicion.

"You're still too young!" Zhao Tong didn't compete with his son, and at a glance he saw the most luxurious "Purple Qi Donglai" on the street, thinking that it should be a place to drink tea and chat with cultivators in ancient times, trade magic weapons and immortal methods, and walk over.

"Welcome, what kind of service do you need?" The waiter saw two people wearing shoddy props and costumes walking in, and their speech was a little erratic, these two should not be here to find trouble!

"Take two pots of good tea, and then take out your best things to take a look, if you make the master satisfied, there will be a reward!" Zhao Tong learned the tone of the prince and noble, thinking that it would be good if he could exchange a few rare magic weapons.

"Huh?" The waiter was a little confused for a while, this person was dressed like a charlatan, and even spoke in a strange way.

"Xiaohua, you go to greet other guests, let me entertain these two distinguished guests!"

Seeing this, the proprietress hurriedly stepped forward, broke away the waiter, and smiled at Zhao Tong with a flattering smile: "Two gentlemen, please follow me upstairs!"

Times have changed, but everything has changed, Zhao Tong soon found the comfort of sitting upstairs and strolling leisurely, lying on a big bed that doesn't know what texture is very soft, all kinds of fresh fruits, two pots of tea, beautiful!

After sipping two sips of tea, the proprietress walked into the room with two good-looking maidservants, but this place seems to be a little mean to the maids, this big autumn, although there is a magic weapon to change the climate in the room, but there is a cool breeze outside, how much can a few clothes be worth, the magic weapon full of houses is not willing to give the maid two more clothes to wear, the current businessman is really mercenary! Zhao Tong shook his head bitterly.

"Sir, take a look at what service you need? Ice and Fire Nine Heavens, Poison Dragon Drill or something, you can rest assured, we are legally open and absolutely safe!"

The poisonous dragon drill with the dragon word seems to be more ruthless. Zhao Tong's heart moved, as soon as he came, he encountered good things, and the current mortal world is really impressive!

"As far as you say, the poisonous dragon drills!" Zhao Tong was afraid that the proprietress would regret it.

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Before dawn, Yang Ming followed that trace of soul induction to Nantong City, and the only possibility that Lin Yixin was still staying in Nantong City was that she hadn't woken up yet.

Lin Yixin's figure appeared within the range of perception, and sure enough, as Yang Ming thought, there was a trace of black gas on Lin Yixin's body, constantly absorbing Lin Yixin's vitality.

In the ancient mansion of Nuoda, there were many people in the Soul Administration, except for Huang Mao, who was cultivating on his knees, everyone else was sleeping soundly, and Yang Ming tiptoed in.

Lin Yixin was lying on the bed, her face was as pale as paper, her breath was like a gossamer, as if she was going to die at any time, Yang Ming couldn't suppress the worry in her heart, and stepped forward to treat Lin Yixin.

"Yang Ming, you're really not dead!"

A voice echoed abruptly in the room, Yang Ming immediately withdrew his hand, his whole body tensed, he didn't know what means Xiao Jing used, his divine sense couldn't feel his existence at all.

"It turned out to be Boss Xiao, so early!" Yang Ming felt Xiao Jing's ill intentions.

"That's not comparable to you, I ran to Xiao Xin's room before dawn, what do you want to do?" Xiao Jing had already launched a verbal offensive.

"I'm going to take her away, can you take care of it?" Yang Ming said bluntly.

"Do you think it's possible?" Xiao Jing raised his hand, and four blood-red figures appeared in the darkness, Yang Ming recognized that it was the four thousand year Shura King, it seemed that Xiao Jing's strength was much stronger than he imagined, however, Yang Ming was no longer the Yang Ming of the past.

The four Shura kings attacked from all sides like puppets, Yang Ming's sword fingers swept, and the streamer sword technique drew a dazzling light, and the four Shura were all cut into two sections.

"Hehe!" Xiao Jing sneered, Yang Ming felt a chill behind his back, and a huge force came, and Bai Lan's knee hit the back of his neck fiercely. ()

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