"What should I do?" At this moment, Zhang Yuan had hundreds of thoughts in his heart, and he hesitated thousands of times between fleeing or not fleeing.

"This is someone else's territory, there is a mountain protection array, an attack and killing array, and the other party's cultivation is higher than mine, how can I escape?"

After figuring it out, Zhang Yuan simply walked in generously.

"Coming?" As if he had seen an old friend, the head nodded lightly to Zhang Yuan.

"What the hell is going on?" Zhang Yuan was puzzled in his heart, and frowned tightly, but he didn't ask.

"Sit!" With a wave of his right hand, a set of coffee tables appeared in front of Zhang Yuan.

"Please!" The head poured two cups of tea and made a gesture of please.

Zhang Yuan picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"How does it feel?"

"The taste is fresh, with a slight bitterness with sweetness, and the tea aroma is unique!" Zhang Yuan slowly put the teacup on the coffee table and said, "But this taste is not the most special!" ”

"Did you get it?" The face of the head of the house suddenly showed surprise.

"If I'm guessing correctly, the water in which the tea is boiled is pure yang spiritual water!"

"Haha, so insightful!" There was a smug smile on the boss's face.

"Uncle Zhen will spoil good things, and boil tea with pure yang spirit water, which is more hateful than using diamonds to make a toilet brush!" Zhang Yuan couldn't help but slander.

"If you like it, let's have another drink!" The head lifted the teapot and poured another cup for Zhang Yuan.

"Thank you!" Zhang Yuan didn't ask when he saw the head, and he didn't ask.

"Little one, aren't you surprised to see me all of a sudden?" After drinking two cups of tea, the head finally couldn't help but ask.

"To be honest, I was surprised!"

"Hehe, you are very powerful, you can have such concentration and cultivation at such a young age, it's amazing!" After the head sighed, he raised his head and drank a large cup of tea.

"Prize!" Zhang Yuan couldn't decide the other party's plan, so he was perfunctory.

"Is your master Chang Yun okay?" The head suddenly raised his head, his eyes shining, as if he wanted to see through Zhang Yuan's heart.

"Old man Chang is very good!"

Zhang Yuan knew that the other party had misunderstood, so he pulled the tiger skin first.

"Good, good!" The boss said two good things in a row, but his face became more and more ugly.

"His uncle, this guy has a grudge against Chang senior?" At this moment, Zhang Yuan knew that he had made a mistake just now.

"Boy, my junior brother died at the hands of Chang Lao Dog!" The master's face sank, and he took out a three-foot-long ice sword from the space bag, pointed at Zhang Yuan's chest, and said, "Although you are not an old man Chang, who called you his disciple?" Come on, don't say that I bully the next generation, as long as you can support me for twelve hours, I will let you live! ”

"Twelve hours?" After hearing the master's words, Zhang Yuan couldn't help but sneer.

The head of Taiqing is clearly bullying people, and he is a typical bitch and has to set up an archway, with his congenital great perfection of cultivation, let alone the early stage of congenital, even if it is an ordinary master of the late congenital stage, he can't last a quarter of an hour in his hands.

Zhang Yuan received Chang Yun's great favor and didn't want to explain, so he sacrificed the Nine Shadows Sword and looked at the head of Taiqing coldly.

"Good!" The head seemed to be very satisfied with Zhang Yuan's attitude, and nodded.

At the moment when the head nodded, the head shook the ice sword in his hand at the same time.

"Huh?" Zhang Yuan found that an invisible cold air shot out from the Ice Long Sword, blocking all sides of him, this cold air was abnormally cold, and it actually made Zhang Yuan feel the freezing feeling that he had not felt for a long time.

"Broken!" Zhang Yuan let out a low roar and threw the fireball condensed in his palm towards the top of his head, dispersing the cold air shield.

Seeing that Zhang Yuan had cracked his killing move so quickly, a hint of discoloration flashed in the master's eyes.

"Taiqing One Yuan Strike!" The head of the sect seemed to slowly withdraw his long sword, and then struck at Zhang Yuan in the distance.

"Huh?" Zhang Yuan was surprised to find that an invisible force rushed into his body at a speed that he couldn't stop.

"Ahh Zhang Yuan found that his head hurt slightly, and there was actually a powerful spiritual force rushing into his sea of consciousness.

After discovering the attack, the villain in the sea of knowledge moved his head and swallowed the attack power of the master.

"Huh?" The moment the invisible power was swallowed by the villain, a trace of paleness flashed on the face of the master, but this paleness was fleeting.

"Come again!" The head of Taiqing was still standing in place, and he quickly turned his right wrist and flipped the long sword over.

"Block!" After feeling the danger, Zhang Yuan hurriedly used his divine sense to control the Nine Shadows Sword and protect his chest.

With a low "hum", an invisible but terrifying force slammed into the blade of the Nine Shadows Sword, slapping the long sword on Zhang Yuan's chest, and the huge impact force knocked Zhang Yuan directly out.

"Is this the Innate Great Perfection? This gap is really not ordinarily large! After being knocked away, Zhang Yuan couldn't help but sigh.

"Stinky boy, if you want to blame, blame you for worshipping the wrong master!" The head of the sect pulled a sword flower and quickly rushed towards Zhang Yuan, intending to kill Zhang Yuan, who was flying in the air.

"Nima, do you really think I'm a clay man?" Although Zhang Yuan was knocked away, his divine sense could still clearly detect the every move of the head of Taiqing, and seeing that the head of Taiqing really wanted to kill him, Zhang Yuan suddenly became angry, and immediately integrated his divine sense into the immortal villain in the sea of consciousness, preparing to launch the most violent spiritual attack on the head of Taiqing.

"Okay, junior, enough trouble, right?" Just as Zhang Yuan was about to attack, a lazy voice came from overhead.

After hearing the words upstairs, Zhang Yuan knew that he was safe for the time being, but he was very dissatisfied with the teasing of the master.

"Mistress?" After hearing this title, thinking of the embarrassment he had just been persecuted, Zhang Yuan immediately laughed out loud.

"Boy, die!" Hearing Zhang Yuan laughing at his nickname, the head of Taiqing suddenly went berserk, waved his fingers, and quickly knocked on Zhang Yuan's forehead.

Seeing that the fingers of the head of Taiqing were knocking, Zhang Yuan put away the Nine Shadows Sword and quickly waved his fist, blocking the fingers of the head of Taiqing.

only heard a "bang", Zhang Yuan was knocked back ten steps, and the head of Taiqing stood still.

"The other party just hit at random, and I actually took ten steps back, this gap is too big, right?" At this moment, Zhang Yuan finally realized the gap between himself and the Innate Great Perfection.

"Little San, are you messing around again?" The man upstairs feigned.

"Great Elder, please old man, don't call me junior when there are other people!" The head wants to cry without tears.

"You've been called a junior since you wore open crotch pants!" The old man seemed a little unhappy, and his tone suddenly mentioned, and said, "What? Now that you're in charge, you don't like the name I gave you? ”

"It's not the same thing!"

Zhang Yuan laughed when he watched it from the side.

"Stinky boy, I'll settle accounts with you later!" The head of Taiqing glared at Zhang Yuan viciously, and quickly jumped towards the middle of the circular formation.

"His uncle, this illusion is too powerful, isn't it?" Zhang Yuan saw that the head of Taiqing was wearing it from the "ceiling", and immediately exclaimed.

"Little one, don't you come up yet?" Just as Zhang Yuan sighed, the old man said in a low voice.

"Good!" Zhang Yuan took a breath and jumped up very bumpy.

"It's you!" After jumping up to the seventh floor, Zhang Yuan saw the old man who had given him the token in the second floor before.

"Little guy, didn't expect that, right?" The old man laughed triumphantly.

In fact, Zhang Yuan thought that the great elder in the gate in his palm was a master of the Taiqing Sect beyond the innate congenital, but he didn't expect that it was also an old man of the innate Great Perfection.

"Sit!" The old man wiped his finger from the space ring, and a set of antique tables, chairs and benches appeared in front of Zhang Yuan and the others.

"Great Elder, your old man has gotten good wine again?" After the head sat down, he frowned and sniffed around, as if he had smelled something.

"No, old man, where can I go up to get some wine?" The old man immediately put on an innocent look.

"This obviously smells of alcohol!" The head of the house looked very confused, confirmed it again, and said to himself, "This wine is so strange, it obviously has a very fragrant wine taste, but it has a sweet and wonderful taste!" ”

"This guy is a dog, right? The nose is so good! Seeing that the head of the house said it perfectly, Zhang Yuan couldn't help but scold.

"Come on, come on!" The Great Elder flicked his sleeves dissatisfied, took out three goblets from the ring, gave one to Zhang Yuan and one to the head, and kept one for himself.

"Don't say that I can't help the old man, this is the best wine!" The old man gritted his teeth, took out the wine bottle with a painful face, and poured less than an ounce each for Zhang Yuan and the head of the house.

The boss picked up the wine from the table and took a sip slowly, his face full of enjoyment.

"Little San, how do you feel?"

"Beautiful, so beautiful!" The boss squinted his eyes and slowly savored the delicious taste just now.

"You useless junior, the disciples you teach are all waste, and you can only bring Moutai!" The old man suddenly burst out and knocked on the door fiercely.

"Great Elder, your old man is angry!"

After the Great Elder vented for a while, he sat down angrily, took out another bottle of Moutai wine, and drank it with a grunt.

"Old man, I'm curious, when did you find out that I wasn't an ordinary person?" Zhang Yuan asked after seeing that the old man had calmed down.

"Can't I see the old man?" When the old man said this, his face turned a little red, and it seemed that the old man didn't see Zhang Yuan's identity at all.

"Stinky boy, to tell you the truth, I found out the clues from the conversation between you and my disciple, an ordinary person will not know pure yang spiritual water and spiritual illusion!"

After hearing what the head said, Zhang Yuan was immediately relieved.

"You're not curious about my purpose in entering the Taiqing Gate?"

After listening to Zhang Yuan's words, the head of Taiqing and the Great Elder both laughed, and it seemed that this question was very interesting.

"Little guy, my name is Jiang Yu, just call me old man!" Jiang Yu took out the wine bottle from the space ring, poured himself a small glass, tasted it slowly, and said, "Little guy, aren't you curious, take a closer look at the top of this table!" ”

"What is this?" After seeing the carved pattern on the table, Zhang Yuan's mouth opened wide, like an invisible light bulb.

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