Qingyunmen has a feeling of immortal treasure, Song Yichen has also been to the land of immortals in the bright moon of Qin Shi, and he also got phoenix eggs, but compared with Qingyunmen, it is still a little worse, and there is still a gap between the two worlds. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Song Yichen also saw the Qingyunmen's Zhenpai Divine Beast - Water Qilin, he is now also a person who has seen the world, even the luck divine beast has seen it, this Zhenpai Divine Beast is also a little strange, even if the strength of the Zhuxian World is stronger than the Three Kingdoms World, but it does not mean that the Water Qilin will be stronger than the Qinglong and them, according to Song Yichen's estimate, it should still be the Qinglong he has seen to break a little bit. The three of them were *** by the water qilin and there was no way, although Song Yichen was reluctant, but there was no true yuan, and it was a little difficult for him to dodge.

After saluting the water unicorn, the four of them continued on their way. Walking through the high stone steps, you will see a golden plaque in the distance, with the words "Yuqing Palace" written on it. Before coming to the majestic hall, I saw that the door was wide open, and the light inside was sufficient, and the three Qing gods of the Yuan Shi Tianzun, Lingbao Tianzun and Daode Tianzun were enshrined, and the bearing was solemn. And before the god seat, above the main hall, there are dozens of people standing, both Taoist and vulgar, and it seems that they are all under the Qingyun Sect. In front of the crowd, there were seven large sandalwood chairs, three on the left and three on the left, and one in the front of the center, but there were only six people sitting on it, and only the last chair in the right row was empty.

When Song Yichen looked at them, they were also looking at Song Yichen and the others, but their gaze at Song Yichen seemed to be a little dull, even the Daoxuan Zhenren of Qingyunmen looked at Song Yichen with some shock.

"No~" a fat man in the audience exclaimed.

"Do you feel this way too?!" another Daoist who looked like a fairy bone shocked at the fat man.

"Are you?!" There is a person who looks about thirty or so in his thirties, with a goose egg face, thin eyebrows and a moist nose, a pair of apricot eyes that are bright, a moon-white robe, and a graceful demeanor, and mist also rises in his eyes when he looks at Song Yichen.

Song Yichen was a little stunned, what's the matter? You are also the boss of Qingyunmen, is it necessary to look like such a hillbilly?! Although my brother's talent may be very good, don't be like this! What about the innate Dao body?! Even if it's a talent that is rare in tens of thousands of years, don't do this, especially you Shuiyue, don't look at my brother with affection like this, my brother won't enter your Xiaozhu Peak! And don't you know that I'm going to be nervous?! He felt as if he had been sold into a kiln and waited for the big guys to come to him.

Fortunately, a terrible cry broke the strange atmosphere: "Devil, devil!

Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu were surprised, although this voice was sharp and ugly, it was extremely familiar. Zhang Xiaofan didn't care so much, and rushed into the hall at once, shouting loudly: "Second Uncle Wang, Second Uncle Wang, is it you?"

He was in a hurry, and his shouting was a little anxious and a little crying, and everyone saw it in their eyes, and they couldn't bear it in their hearts. I saw that behind the crowd, in the corner of the wall on one side of the main hall, a middle-aged man dressed as a woodcutter, holding his head in his hands, huddled tightly in the corner, his whole body trembled, and from between the gaps in his hands, the sound of "ghost, ghost" came from the vultures. This person is a woodcutter in Caomiao Village, surnamed Wang, the second in line, kind, smiling all day long, and it is also very good for their group of children.

Zhang Xiaofan ran to Second Uncle Wang's side, grabbed his shoulders hard, and said loudly: "Second Uncle Wang, what happened? Why are all the people in the village dead? Also, what about my mother, what about my father, what happened to them?

Second Uncle Wang heard Zhang Xiaofan asking one after another, as if he was touched, and stopped saying the words "ghost, ghost" for the time being, slowly raised his head and looked at Zhang Xiaofan in front of him.

Everyone on the top of the main hall was shocked, and they all fell silent, and even a few people sitting on the chairs couldn't help but stand up and look at this. Song Yichen also pretended to come to Zhang Xiaofan's side at this time to dissuade him: "Xiaofan, calm down, let's calm down and listen to what Second Uncle Wang has to say!"

When everyone saw Song Yichen say this, they all cast an appreciative look, and even confirmed their previous guesses, Master Shuiyue was already so excited that she couldn't help herself, if it weren't for someone else to stop her, she didn't know what amazing move she would make!

Second Uncle Wang saw Song Yichen coming over, his whole body trembled, his face was terrified, and the whole person suddenly crawled to the side, holding his head in both hands, shrinking into a ball, and kept wailing in his mouth: "Ghost, ghost, ghost!"

Song Yichen was stunned again, he knew medical skills, it seemed that this second uncle Wang was scared stupid by himself, do you want to play like this? Brother is not scary! He can be regarded as a handsome guy, when he was studying, the people who selected the school grass gods and horses were all with the name of his brother, but now he is scared stupid, Song Yichen feels a little embarrassed.

The sighs in the main hall suddenly rang out, and everyone in Qingyunmen had a look of disappointment on their faces, and the people who had just stood up also sat back. Zhang Xiaofan was still about to be asked, but was grabbed by Lin Jingyu on the side. Zhang Xiaofan turned his head puzzled, but saw tears in the corners of Lin Jingyu's eyes, and said sadly: "It's useless, he's crazy!"

These details naturally fell into the eyes of the big bosses of Qingyunmen, Song Yichen regretted that he shouldn't have spoken out, and now they are still interested in accepting themselves as an apprentice who can scare people stupid?! but after careful observation, it seems that these people are eyeing themselves, as if they want to strip themselves naked, and they can't wait to buy themselves home to warm the bed immediately, although they feel that the chrysanthemum is tight, but they are also relieved.

"Kid, you seem to be a little scared?!Are you afraid of us?!" Dao Xuan was still very recognizable, Song Yichen recognized him at once, and he asked Song Yichen in an unusually gentle tone.

"Yes. Song Yichen nodded.

"Why? We're not going to hurt you. At this time, a Taoist on the side couldn't help but ask, his eyes looking at Song Yichen were also extremely kind, but he looked more like a strange Shu Xiao.

"Your eyes are terrifying, just like a prostitute looking at Sister Yao. Song Yichen said weakly, he seemed to have caught something, as if the identity arranged by the system for him had some special significance, and his courage became bigger, what to say.

Hearing Song Yichen say this, everyone is Spartan, you actually say that we are like prostitutes, what is the special situation! You must know that they are all considered by many people to be immortals, okay? )