Cracking sound~

There was chaos in the Yin Si Tavern, and the three demons fled in confusion, scorched by the billowing masculine thunder that was billowing and exuding a billowing stench.

Sa Wuling hugged the yellow dog, and pasted one talisman after another on his body, and the bell shook like a sheep seizure.

Rao is like this, and he is also hit up and down by the escaping current.

But Rao is so, this seemingly wooden tavern is not even damaged in the slightest, the vibration is more and more violent, the thunder is more and more turbulent, the tables and chairs in it tumble, the decoration is upside down, but there is no wear and tear in essence.

Call!

Suck!

Anqi stood in the middle of the tavern, his pores dilated, as if he was spitting out thunderous masculinity.

Cultivation is like building a canal, and the water goes to the canal.

Forever and ever, that's it.

The first time of Qi condensation was very dangerous for An Qisheng, but the second time, there was no problem.

Airplanes~

It looks like a brass bell ringing.

Ripples of substance spread from Akisheng's body, and the tide filled the entire tavern.

Wow~

Yes~

Roar~

With a ghostly cry that did not resemble a human voice, a hiss rang out.

The three-headed demon demon was like exposed snow, and it melted visibly with the naked eye, until it turned into a cloud of green smoke and dissipated into the tavern!

Click~

As the last thunderbolt fell, the dark clouds dispersed.

The air flow in the tavern also slowly calmed down.

Call~

An Qisheng slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, the Qi seed had condensed, and the strength filled his body again.

"Huh?"

But in the next moment, he raised his eyebrows and saw something extremely surprised.

Then the masculinity of the thunder dissipated.

In the tavern, the three-headed demon that had disappeared into green smoke before suddenly appeared, just like when he came in, the man, the shopkeeper, and the proprietress dressed up.

"The Breath of the Living......"

The moment the three-headed demon appeared, a different look appeared on his face:

"Guest officer, donkey meat nourishes qi and blood and benefits the internal organs, is it really not enough?"

It seems that after losing the memory of the moment before death, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and he pounced again.

"How is this possible?"

The surprise on Sa Wuling's face never dissipated, and his face was numb with shock.

People can become ghosts when they die, but how can ghosts live when they die?

What's going on?

"Funny ......"

An Qisheng looked at the three-headed demon that pounced again, and there seemed to be an electric snake flashing in his eyes:

"Immortal?"

Rumble!

The waves of qi burst out, and the masculine blood surged vertically and horizontally, completely submerging the three-headed demon ghost in a more turbulent and domineering attitude.

Visible to the naked eye, the three-headed demon howled, hissed, and finally dissipated into green smoke.

"The Breath of the Living......"

But the moment the blood qi dissipated, in the yin qi, the three-headed demon ghost slowly pulled out of the void again.

Bang!

The blood and qi masculinity just reappeared, and the three-headed demon ghost howled miserably again and turned into green smoke.

"Born ....."

Bang!

Again, again!

The three-headed demon ghost was resurrected again and again, and An Qisheng burst out of his aura again and again.

Dead and alive, alive and dead.......

For a while, the screams of the three-headed demon in the tavern when they were dying never stopped!

Sa Wuling on the side was holding the yellow dog, looking stupid, wooden, and didn't know what to say.

I thought that I had lived for so many years, and I had seen everything, but I didn't think that I was still too young.

After life and death again and again, An Qisheng finally saw it clearly.

These three-headed demons are simply engraved in this tavern, and if the tavern is not destroyed, it is impossible for them to die!

Or rather, they are forever frozen in the moment when they sell donkey meat to someone.

The meaning of survival is to sell donkey meat.

"Ahem! The....... Brother! It's useless for you to do that. ”

The corners of Changlin's eyes, who witnessed this scene throughout the whole process, twitched, and An Qisheng seemed to be tired of seeing it, and finally couldn't help it:

"They can't be killed at all, even if it's a real person from the Yuan God, in this tavern, they can't be killed."

"You can't kill it."

An Qisheng shook his head slightly, and he no longer stimulated the burst of Qi seeds, and he didn't bother to do things in vain.

"The Breath of the Living......"

The three-headed demon revived again, and he couldn't remember how many times he had been killed, and he still asked fiercely:

"Guest officer, donkey meat nourishes qi and blood and benefits the internal organs, is it really not enough?"

The Changlin Taoist walked into the tavern, took a posture, and said calmly:

"Three catties of donkey meat, half a catty of donkey offal, one donkey tendon, one donkey ear, and then two taels of wine to taste."

His voice was neither high nor low, like a normal guest ordering food.

But hearing his words, the three-headed demon flew and froze, nailed to the ground and did not move.

Then he removed all the hideousness, and a smile appeared on his face, with a hint of meekness:

"Guest, wait a minute."

The guy quickly cleaned up the tables, chairs and benches, the shopkeeper bent over to wipe the tables and chairs, and the proprietress walked to the back kitchen.

For a time, it was so harmonious.

Sa Wuling's eyes were straight, and he actually saw a trace of harmony in it.

"Right?"

An Qisheng was also a little crying and laughing, but he also vaguely guessed something.

"Cipher? It's pretty much the same, this is a reproduction of the scene when a certain big man came here, these three-headed demon ghosts may not be demon ghosts at that time, but because they came into contact with that big man, they will not die forever at this point......."

The Changlin Taoist walked into the tavern and said with a slight sigh:

"It's so powerful that it's earth-shattering."

Behind him, there was a bright-hearted little Taoist boy who followed the same path, and he was not shocked when he heard the words, as if he had already heard of it.

"Because when you see that big man, you won't die?"

Sa Wuling was dumbfounded, as if listening to a myth.

An Qisheng's eyes flashed, but he shook his head:

"It's not them who are alive anymore, and such immortality is meaningless."

After so many temptations, he has already seen that these three demons and ghosts, including those who have never appeared in the back kitchen, are a total of four, but they are actually neither human nor ghost.

It's better than the Earthbound Spirit, a reflection of the day that was trapped forever.

Because even he couldn't collect spiritual imprints, because they didn't exist at all, let alone have spirit.

"That's true, it's true, but if it weren't for the fact that this restaurant is a once-in-a-century event, it would be a great harm if it only lasted one day at a time."

The elder Daoist nodded, and then said:

"The old Taoist is coming, from the Admiralty Tower, this is the heart of the little apprentice."

"Sanren, Anqisheng."

An Qisheng also returned the salute.

This old Taoist priest looks average, but his strength is quite high, and he is more than a step stronger than the old eunuch, but he doesn't know how many levels of cultivation he has passed.

"Anqisheng?"

The Changlin Daoist thought for a moment, and did not think that there was such a number one person in the cultivation world, but he also silently wrote down his name.

"Poor Daosa Wuling, a famous Taoist of the Providence Sect."

Sa Wuling also rushed to answer.

"Oh."

The Changlin Daoist nodded painlessly.

Sa Wuling didn't care about his coldness, he had seen too many similar things in the past few decades, and he was already quite happy when he saw the old Daoken's reaction, and asked again:

"Dare to ask Dao Chief, who is the big man you are talking about?"

Immortal and immortal.

That's all the supreme pursuit of a practitioner, isn't it?

"That big guy is ......"

A trace of doubt and pain appeared on the face of the Changlin Daoist, and he shook his head and said: "Xu is old, who is that, Lao Dao, I can't remember ......."

As he spoke, he looked at the little apprentice behind him:

"Mingxin, you read through the Daozang, can you remember who that big man is?"

Although the Admiralty Tower is a small sect, it has been inherited for a long time, and the first thing a beginner Taoist child should do is to read through the Taoist collection.

This apprentice of his was born with wisdom, but it was only three or five years, and he had already passed this level.

Mingxin Xiaodao Tong opened his mouth, and suddenly his mind went blank, and he said:

"This ......"

"I don't remember."

Xiao Daotong's face turned red, and he was ashamed.

"Humph! If you don't take your homework seriously, this time when you go back, you have to copy and hide it 8,000 times! ”

"Huh?"

Mingxin Xiaodaotong's face fell, and he said, "Yes"

I also wondered in my heart, why did I forget it?

He was born with intelligence, he wrote down everything at a glance, learned it as soon as he learned it, and refined it after a while, and there has never been such a thing.

"Guest, your donkey meat ......"

At this time, the guy came up with wine and food, and he smiled brightly.

"This table of wine and food should be consumed by the Taoist Chief."

An Qisheng glanced at the meaty wine and food, and beckoned, and put away the blackened and badly injured white bone demon that was roasted by the electric current.

Sa Wuling was also a little sick to his stomach, and he had already guessed what this donkey meat was.

"That's the Bone Man Demon ......."

Changlin Daoren's face just changed, and Mingxin Xiaodao Tong had already blurted out, and his eyes changed when he looked at An Qisheng.

"This brother has a masculine temperament, and he has never cultivated the White Bone Human Demon."

The elder Daoist waved his hand to stop the disciple's exclamation:

"If you don't practice this method, it doesn't matter if it's a white bone human demon, or a sword soldier, it's no different, it's nothing."

He wasn't surprised.

Although the Alien Evil Dao was destroyed back then, the Dafa in the Sect was widely spread by that real person, but it cannot be said that when he saw the White Bone Man and Demon, he decided that he was a person of the Alien Evil Dao.

At least, this young man who he can't even see through is nine out of ten who don't cultivate the magic of the white bone man.

Otherwise, the white bone man and demon are all injured like this, as its master, can it still be so easy?

"The Taoist is open-minded."

An Qisheng bowed his hand slightly:

"An still has important things to do, so he will leave."

"Goodbye."

Changlin Daoist also smiled.

The two of them turned and left, and as soon as they went out of the door, they heard a donkey barking.

Ahh

In the donkey shed, the yelling donkey shook its body wildly and rushed into the donkey shed.

Just now, the lightning and thunder, many donkeys were frightened to the flow of feces and urine, this is the screaming donkey writhing in it, no less than diving in the dung pit, watching Sa Wuling's face turned blue, retching again and again.

An Qisheng glanced at it, and as soon as he raised his hand, he heard the voice of the elder Daoist inside:

"Little brother, slow down! If you can trust the poor way, these things will be handed over to the poor way, and they will not be wronged to die. ”

Hearing Lao Dao's words, the donkey shed suddenly fell silent.

"In this way, there is a long way to go."

An Qisheng was also happy to save trouble, glanced at the donkey shed, and turned to leave.

He had only left for more than a hundred feet, and when he looked back, the Yin Si Tavern had disappeared into the night, as if it had never existed.