Qing Yan took Yan Jiu to the courtyard, and at this time, the dilapidated scene in the courtyard fell into Yan Jiu's eyes, and it was already a different look. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Qing Yan casually condensed two ice chairs, placed a futon on one of them, and sat down on the other.

"Ah Jiu has a doubt?"

"There are some," Yan Jiu returned, and when he sighed at the exquisite control of Qing Yan's spiritual power, he looked at the futon and suddenly felt a little familiar.

"I have a lot of questions about the heavy water, about the keel, and even about you."

Qing Yan motioned for Yan Jiu to sit down, "Which one does Yan Jiu want to know the most?" ”

"Let's talk about the keel first."

"I don't know much about that keel, and I only know that it is the remains of Master Chongshui's deceased."

Yan Jiu nodded, no wonder Chongshui had a lot of worries about whether to repair the Tiandu umbrella before.

"Where's the Qing Yan? If you called him Master, why did you refuse so much before? Yan Jiu then asked.

"The monks of the Central Continent have several masters at the same time, although there are not many, but they are not nothing, and you are practicing swordsmanship, but you are learning refining weapons, this is not a conflict."

Qing Yan looked into the distance and said, "Master brought me here back then, and he wanted me to worship Chongshui as a teacher. ”

"Although Master Chongshui is Venerable Yuanying, in the early years, in order to condense a magic weapon, he consumed too much lifespan, because there was not much longevity left, and he was worried that his clothes would not be inherited, so he stopped refining."

"You mean that if you agree to Chongshui, I am afraid that he will be martyred after he has no concern?"

Qing Yan nodded, "Master Chongshui didn't look like this originally, I don't know if Ah Jiu has heard of "Ten Beautiful Pictures"? ”

"Ten Beauties?" Yan Jiu touched his chin, this name seems to be very familiar, right! "Chronicles of the Central Continent"!

Yan Jiu took out the thick book of "Chronicles of the Central Continent", turned to the last few pages, and said, "What Qing Yan said is this? ”

Right where Yan Jiu pointed, there was a column of pictures no bigger than the size of a fingernail.

Qing Yan took the book "Chronicles of the Central Continent", turned the pages back a few more times, and then pointed to one of them and said, "This is Master Chongshui." ”

Yan Jiu injected a trace of spiritual power into the picture that Qing Yan pointed to, and the picture cast a phantom shadow on the book......

It was a male cultivator in a crimson robe, sitting alone under the ancient pine of the secluded mountain, raising a glass and drinking.

I saw that his eyebrows were open, his black hair was lightly pulled, like cherry blossoms, his thin lips were half dipped in a wine glass, although he looked evil, but his eyes were as gentle as a spring, and he looked at him lingeringly......

The end is that the Mo Shangren is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.

And under that image, it is clearly marked: "The seventh place of the Ten Beautiful Pictures of the Yunxian Realm: Jindan Monk Chapter", Central Continent, Jindan Early Monk - Chongshui.

Qing Yan's voice came slowly, "And the one who painted this is the owner of the bones, the dragon kite." ”

Yan Jiu looked at the portrait of Chongshui again, he could be treated so gently by Chongshui, probably because he liked the dragon kite.

At the same time, Yan Jiu thought of the current heavy water, and couldn't help but sigh, things are not people.

Seeing that the atmosphere was too dull at this time, Yan Jiu quipped: "Since the heavy water is all on this "Ten Beauties", is the head of Kunlun, who makes the elders of Tianji Pavilion careless and obsessively waiting, also on this?" ”

Yan Jiu was joking casually, but who knew that Qing Yan actually turned the page forward two more pages, pointed to one of them and said, "This is my master, Zhengyuan, the head of Kunlun." ”

Yan Jiu was a little confused for a while, didn't Qing Yan say that Zhengyuan's appearance was very ordinary, like all living beings? Why does it still appear on this "Ten Beautiful Pictures"? Looks like it's still very high in the rankings?

Yan Jiu was suspicious, and injected spiritual power into the picture, and saw the figure of a monk sitting quietly by the stream, holding a game, and appeared.

The monk, dressed in a plain white robe, sat on a boulder jutting out by the stream, and was holding a white child in his hand and thinking about how to fall it.

His immaculate white robe soaked into the stream, and as the stream spread into the distance, the mountain breeze blew the scattered strands of hair around his sideburns, revealing a handsome and peerless face.

If Chongshui's "Beauty Picture" is beautiful, then Zhengyuan's is extremely abstinent.

It's the kind of clothes that are tightly buttoned, and the expression is also serious and serious, but the whole body reveals a seductive and depraved beauty.

And below the image is clearly marked: "The Second Place of the Ten Beautiful Pictures of the Yunxian Realm: The Yuan Infant Monk Chapter", Central Continent, the middle Yuan Infant Monk - Zhengyuan.

Yan Jiu secretly glanced at Qing Yan, and in front of other people's apprentices, he secretly slandered other people's masters for "seducting and degenerating", is this really good?

Yan Jiu felt a little guilty on the side, but his thinking couldn't help but diverge, since Zhengyuan was ranked second in such a demeanor, what kind of demeanor should the first-ranked "beauty" be?

In the big mouth of the human face, the white shadow pursed his lips disdainfully, "It's still ranked second in this way, are these people blind in cultivation?" ”

The black shadow turned over casually, and said lightly: "Don't you forget, this is also among the "Ten Beautiful Pictures". ”

The white shadow disciple thought to himself for a while, "It seems like this, the little girl of the dragon clan doesn't learn good spells, but she likes to paint, and it seems that she drew one for us back then." ”

At the end, the white shadow looked at the black shadow, "Why don't I remember what that painting looked like?" Do you remember? ”

"Remember," said the shadow, and then added silently, "that day, you wore a long clo......ak of purple finch gold."

"Master, master."

Yan Jiu had just injected spiritual power into that image when he heard a voice coming softly from his ears.

The input of spiritual power was forced to stop, and the image that had already appeared only appeared for a moment, and then dissipated in vain.

In a flash, Yan Jiu only saw a figure in a purple costume, standing on the top of the mountain......

Yan Jiu turned his head, but saw that it was Xiao Ba who woke up and was calling himself, only to see Xiao Ba reaching out and grabbing Yan Jiu's clothes, one

He looked at Yan Jiu with a pitiful look.

"Master, I'm hungry, Hachi's stomach is so hungry."

When Yan Jiu heard this, it was even more of a black line, is this the legendary thing like the owner? You're hungry, I'm even hungrier.

Qing Yan on the side seemed to be able to read people's hearts, and said, "There is a Lingyu Mansion in the ghost market, Ah Jiu is willing to go with me to taste it?" ”

"Those who know me, Qingyan also ......"

At this time, the ghost market has not yet opened, and the pedestrians on the street are still scattered and hurrying, but it is obvious that the store is different.

I saw that in the Lingfu Building, which was only a few feet in size, there were already several tables of guests sitting in twos and threes.

Although there are not many people, compared to the deserted outside, this place is quite lively.

Although there were many guests, there were not many who spoke, just because there was a table of guests sitting by the window, and it was not unusual for there to be guests, but what silenced everyone was the red cloak that the guest was wearing.

Although a formation was set up on the table, and it was impossible to see the scene inside, the scarlet color still made everyone dare not speak loudly, for fear of disturbing the red-robed monk and attracting the punishment of thunder.

But while everyone was trembling and eating quietly, two monks, one tall and one short, came from outside the door, and the slightly taller monk also wore a red cloak.

Seeing that a red-robed monk came to the door, the shopkeeper of the Lingyu Tower hurriedly came out to greet him, but the tall monk did not say a word, and walked straight to the stairs leading upstairs.

Behind him, the monk in a black cloak followed.

On the table on the first floor, next to the window, a faint voice came, because each table was equipped with a special magic circle, so this conversation would not be heard by a third person.

And it was none other than Yan Jiu who spoke: "Qing Yan, I wanted to ask from before I entered this ghost market, what is the difference between the black cloak on this monk and the red cloak?" ”

Yan Jiu said, glancing at the monks who were eating quietly around and didn't dare to make a sound, "Why do these monks look like they don't dare to provoke when they see this red cloak?" ”

"Because the owner of this ghost market has made a rule: those who offend the red-robed monks are not allowed to enter the ghost market for eternity."

Yan Jiu looked at Qing Yan suspiciously, "It's just that you can't enter the ghost market, it doesn't seem to have any deterrent effect." ”

"This rule is nothing to ordinary monks, it's just that there is one less place to trade, but it is a bit fatal for those who are wanted by demon cultivators, evil cultivators, and even monks who have offended a certain master or sect."

Qing Yan said, sandwiched a basket of vegetables and put it into Yan Jiu's dishes, and then continued.

"And most of the people who come to this ghost market are this kind of people, which is why you need to wear a black robe to enter the ghost market. It is precisely because of this that Shangqiu said, "There is no name left in the ghost city, regardless of the sect." ”

"What about the red-robed monk? Looking at the taboo of everyone, is it true that this red-robed monk also has some privileges? ”

Qing Yan looked at Yan Jiu appreciatively, "That's true, the red-robed monk does have some privileges, one of which includes: You can designate the black-robed monk at will and leave the ghost market!" ”

"So powerful?" Yan Jiu bit his chopsticks and looked at Qing Yan suspiciously, "The person who went upstairs just now also wore a red cloak, are there many red-robed monks?" ”

"No," Qing Yan shook his head and said, "As far as I know, there are less than twenty red-robed monks. ”

Yan Jiu looked at Qing Yan and returned, "Only twenty?" So little? I really didn't expect to be lucky enough to meet two red-robed monks today. ”

But seeing Qingyan replied lightly, "Not necessarily ......"

As soon as Qing Yan's words fell, he saw the red-robed monk who had just gone upstairs rolling down the stairs and was blasted out by the shopkeeper.

On the street, which was originally empty, two law enforcement monks wearing armor and holding spears suddenly appeared, and took the two people who pretended to be red-robed monks away.

Yan Jiu was about to sigh that the plot was reversed too quickly, but Qing Yan spoke again.

"Because this red robe has a prominent position in the ghost market, there are many opportunistic monks who refine the red robe and sell it without authorization, but they never thought that there is another way to identify the ghost market."

Yan Jiu nodded clearly, picked up the dishes in the dishes and put them in his mouth, and then, the pair of seductive peach blossom eyes narrowed with satisfaction, the dishes in this Lingyu Mansion are really too much! Too! Too! Yum!

Seeing that the feeding was successful, Qing Yan smiled lightly and picked up a spoon as thin as paper, and put the crystal clear jade slices into the Yanjiu plate.

"The jade lings in this Lingyu Building are the most famous, Ah Jiu might as well try them."

"Good! Then I'll be disrespectful! Yan Jiu picked up a pair of jade chopsticks and feasted on them.

After Yan Jiu started eating, he also glanced at Xiao Ba, who was sitting directly on the plate, and saw that Xiao Ba was holding the hoof of a demon beast bigger than him, gnawing on it.

Therefore, behind the owner of every foodie, there is a "pet" who has surpassed it?

And Qing Yan, who was sitting opposite Yan Jiu, was sitting with his waist straight, even if he was holding a pair of chopsticks in his hand, he was like an emperor overlooking the world.

Looking at such a clear inkstone, such a sentence suddenly popped out of Yan Jiu's mind inexplicably.

Some people are born to be kings!

Yan Jiu swallowed the food in his mouth, suddenly stood up, and leaned over to approach Qing Yan.

The distance was too close, the distance between the two was only a palm, and from behind Qing Yan, Yan Jiu's posture was like a kiss.

Qing Yan's fingers holding the jade chopstick suddenly tightened, and the jade diamond piece held on the chopsticks was sandwiched into two pieces from the middle and quietly fell back into the plate.

Qing Yan didn't look at Yan Jiu's eyes, just looked at the golden-faced Manzhu Shahua, and asked with a puzzled face, "What's wrong?" ”

"Don't move!" Yan Jiu stretched out her hand to hold Qing Yan's cheek, but the more she looked at it, the tighter her brows wrinkled, her pupils shrank, and a red thread flashed in her eyes.

The delicate and soft fingers, with a little warmth, stuck to the cheeks of Qing Yan, which was already lower than the normal human body temperature.

But these are warm, but like a prairie fire, they instantly swept through Qing Yan's whole body, Qing Yan's eyes were deeper, and the jade chopsticks between his fingers turned into powder and fell silently.

Qing Yan looked at the golden-faced Manzhu Sawa and chuckled, "Could it be that I have something on my face, and Ah Jiu wants to help me erase it?" ”

"Qingyan, although I can't be very sure, but you have changed ......"

Qing Yan was about to ask, where he had changed, and saw Yan Jiu continue.

"When I first saw you, your eyes were still black, but just now, I noticed that your eyes had changed color."

Yan Jiu looked at Qing Yan, how could a normal person's eyes change color for no reason? Of course, I am an exception.

"Qingyan, is there something wrong with your body? Or is it the exercises you practice? How do your eyes ......"

Qing Yan smiled at Yan Jiu with relief, "I thought it was something that could make Ah Jiu so serious, but it turned out to be such a trivial matter." ”

"How can it be a trifle!"

"I already knew about this," Qing Yan said, taking out the piece of jade pendant that he had been wearing from his collar.

"A few years ago, this jade pendant changed, and this eye is estimated to have started at that time."

Yan Jiu looked at the jade pendant that had been tied to his body by Qing Yan, the jade pendant that was originally covered with cracks and mutilated began to become crystal clear and round, and even those few corners were slowly being completed...... (To be continued.) )