Dongfang Qingyang, who was thrown out of the theater, hit a tree before stopping, and a tree with a thick arm was almost broken by him, and he got up from the ground, Dongfang Qingyang's head was still clouded: "Didn't my aunt come to stand up for me? Why did you throw me out?"

After tidying up his clothes, Dongfang Qingyang was ready to go in again, and asked his aunt why she did this to herself, she was his own nephew.

Dongfang Qingyang, who was aggrieved, walked to the theater again and pushed the door in.

Walking into the theater, I saw my aunt standing in the TV area in a white dress at a glance, and beside her, it was Huang Fuyu, Taishu Zhuo and others.

Dongfang Qingyang was stunned, he didn't know Huangfu Yu, but he knew Uncle Zhuo, Helianqi, and Huang Renhai.

Why are all these bigwigs in this small shop? Moreover, his aunt is still standing, and everyone else is sitting with black blindfolds.

What's going on? Why can't I understand it?

Moreover, looking at her aunt's expression, she kept staring ahead, as if there was something very attractive to her in front of her, is this still a big guy who has practiced for decades and reached the infant stage? This is a very curious baby.

Dongfang Qingyang rubbed his eyes vigorously, he felt that the illusion in himself, everything he saw was fake.

He subconsciously pushed open the arch and walked in, and as soon as he entered it, he found that there were still many people here, in addition to the previous ones, there were also Xiao Zhen, Ma Qi, Wine Dao Man and other Yuan Infant Monks.

"This ...... This is fake, right? They are all monks in the Yuan Infant Stage, how can they come back to such a small shop?" Dongfang Qingyang was dumbfounded, and he looked like he had seen a ghost.

He has met all these people, and at his aunt's banquet, these people are all influential figures.

"Use me as a gunman?" Han Yixue looked over and stared at Dongfang Qingyang expressionlessly.

"......" looked at the aunt with a frosty face, Dongfang's heart was excited, and under Han Yixue's cold gaze, his neck shrunk, and he said weakly: "Auntie, what do you mean?"

"Still pretending to be confused for me?" Han Yixue had a cold face: "Why don't you recruit me quickly, I have to make it clear in person before I can say it?" It seems that I have been in retreat with your father for too long and have neglected to discipline you?"

Dongfang Qingyang's body trembled, looked at her, and then looked at Uncle Zhuo and the others beside her...... Could it be that you really provoked someone you shouldn't have messed with?

"Don't dare, I said, I'll say it all, here's how it ......" At that moment, Dongfang Qingyang hurriedly said how he came to this small shop to pretend to be forced, and then how he was beaten half to death and thrown out, and even the second time, he instigated You He and led the disciples of Tianxian Palace to come to find a place.

Hearing Dongfang Qingyang's words, Zheng Min's body was excited, and he remembered his experience of accompanying Huangfu Yin to find trouble that day, but fortunately he didn't do it that day, otherwise Dongfang Qingyang's fate now would be his own fate.

And Uncle Zhuo secretly breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately he didn't really do it that day, otherwise he would be embarrassed if he didn't do it well, through Dongfang Qingyang's narration, that mysterious master was able to cast a thunder spell, and also made a one-handed immobilization technique, and the rattan weapon was also very powerful, if he made a move that day, he was afraid that the face of the city lord would be ruined.

Ask yourself, he is no match for the mysterious master.

"Although Dongfang Shinephew was unreasonable first, he also got the corresponding punishment, plus he didn't cause any damage to the theater, with my understanding of the boss, the nephew might as well take the initiative to apologize to the boss, and promise not to provoke the boss again. Uncle Zhuo pushed the blindfold up, put it on the top of his head, and looked at Dongfang Qingyang.

Dongfang Qingyang pointed at himself with an expression of disbelief: "Why do you want me to apologize to that hateful boss?"

He is a Taoist Tianjiao, how can he apologize to that hateful boss?

"Huh?" Han Yixue glared at her with a pair of beautiful eyes.

"I ...... I'll go, I'll go!" Dongfang Qingyang's body trembled, and he finally remembered that this backer he relied on had 'defected' to the enemy, and he had just thrown himself out with his own hands.

If you don't go, you'll be killed, right?

Definitely, although my aunt hurts herself, she will never be soft when she moves, she will never be softer than her father!

After speaking, Dongfang Qingyang ran out of the TV area with a smoke.

Outside, Li Xin was still looking at the roster, and next to him, it was Wen Xunyun and Yu Guoguo.

Several miscellaneous notes and biographies of Condor Archery characters have been published, and they are discussing with Li Xin about the sale of this exclusive Condor Biography and Miscellaneous Notes.

The copyright of this world is very important, there is no such thing as piracy, and people in this world have a single way of entertainment, and many people make a lot of their spare time through novels, wild histories, miscellaneous notes, and small stories, so the second daughter attaches great importance to this aspect.

Li Xin doesn't know much about this aspect, most of them are the second daughter talking, he is listening, when he handed over this matter to the second daughter, he was actually very relieved, as long as it was not something contrary to himself, he would almost never interfere, and gave the second daughter full authority to take the idea.

At this time, there was an extra figure in front of the counter blocking the light, and when Li Xin looked up, he saw Dongfang Qingyang standing in front of him.

"Here you go again?" Li Xin's expression was a little excited, just before he had time to call the system, the other party was thrown out, and he didn't have a chance to 'do it', which made him feel lost for a while.

Just when Li Xin was about to 'wake up' the system to work, he saw Dongfang Qingyang take a deep breath, entangled a face, and after a while of distortion, he squeezed out a sentence like toothpaste: "I was unreasonable before, please forgive me!"

With that, he bent down and lowered his head, his teeth clenching.

"This is the one played?" Li Xin was stunned.

The second ancestor of the first generation actually apologized to himself? can't you?

However, when Li Xin was suspicious, Dongfang Qingyang said what he had just said again.

Li Xin stared at it for a long time, and finally the other party apologized again, and he was convinced that this second ancestor had indeed come to apologize to himself.

I was just about to have some fun, but you actually blocked my 'retreat', this is a little chance not to be given to me?

However, since the other party really came to apologize, Li Xin would not hold on.

However, although the other party apologized, it was also on the blacklist of the theater that prohibits reception.

Li Xin nodded expressionlessly: "Got it!"

"Got it...... Is this, forgive me?" Dongfang Qingyang glanced at the other party quietly, and saw that the other party was not looking at him, so he felt a little more comfortable, and he thought that the other party would hold on to it.

Li Xin looked up at him, Dongfang Qingyang hurriedly retracted his gaze, and then ran into the TV area to report the situation to Han Yixue, and behind him, there was no scolding from the other party.

Dongfang Qingyang, who re-entered the TV area, glanced back again, and made sure that the hateful boss had really forgiven him, so he was completely relieved, and then turned around and walked in the direction where his aunt was.

"Auntie, that's ......" Walking in front of Auntie, Dongfang Qingyang subconsciously wanted to say the way he used to call the boss, and when the words reached his throat, he hurriedly swallowed it back and changed his words: "That cute ...... The owner has forgiven me!"

The eyes that had been staring at Dongfang Qingyang eased a lot, and then he turned around and continued to eat Kuai Duo cone while watching the silent TV of the fairy sword, and beside her, there were other warriors and monks who behaved the same way as her.

Although at the beginning of the fairy sword, Li Xiaoyao's dream scene made Han Yixue want to laugh very much, but she had also seen the new plot, and the picture of Li Xiaoyao flying with Lin Yueru also shocked her.

Then, seeing Li Xiaoyao go to sea to find medicine and get to know Ling'er made her more curious.

If it weren't for Uncle Zhuo's detailed explanation, she would have thought that the picture played on this TV was really something that happened in another world.

She was shocked and felt incredible, she didn't expect that she had only been in retreat for ten years, and that there were so many new things in the world, which was so interesting.

The most important thing is that in this way, you can also promote cultivation, learn the inner immortal Dao techniques, and obtain martial arts inheritance.

Of course, as for how much you can learn, it all depends on your own talent and level.

"This kind of cultivation method is really good, one hour is worth ten days of cultivation, how many times does this have to be? As long as we insist on watching TV and movies every day, won't the cultivation speed be increased? What if those excellent classmates are better than us now, after a while, we will be able to catch up with them, or even surpass them!"

They also came to the theater through the introduction of their classmates, and after watching it for the first time, they immediately discovered the benefits, and immediately called their good friends to share this magic together.

"No, as long as they don't know about the theater, we can steadily catch up with them!"

"Can it really promote cultivation?" Han Yixue was dumbfounded, just now introduced by Uncle Zhuo, she was still a little skeptical.

Now after listening to the discussions of these Shenzhou Scholars Tianjiao, I can be regarded as truly believing in this kind of magic.

"Then we can also improve?" Han Yixue looked at Uncle Zhuo, and then asked her own questions.

"Of course, however, for people like us who are cultivating, the progress of cultivation is actually not much different from that of our own retreat cultivation, but the perception and other things in it can not be learned in retreat, although it doesn't feel like much in a day or two, but after a month, half a year, or a year, there will be more things to learn from it;

"That'...... Can these two old men also break through?" Han Yixue looked at Huang Fuyu and Lao Liu Tou beside him, they were already standing at the peak of martial arts, and the road ahead had reached the highest point, and when they reached the end, could they still break through?

She was very curious about this speculation.

However, she didn't dare to ask, so she could only ask Uncle Zhuo quietly, after all, she was more familiar with the latter than the former.

After waiting for several hours, when Han Yixue started watching TV, she, like Huang Renhai, re-watched the plot of the first episode of Sword and Fairy.

And Dongfang Qingyang was not kicked out because he had apologized to Li Xin, and he had been standing aside to watch silent TV, and through the retelling of some viewers, he roughly understood what this TV was.

"Isn't it just watching TV, one by one, like a pilgrimage, as for it?" This was Dongfang Qingyang's first disdainful statement.

However, when he saw Li Xiaoyao go to Xiandao and marry Ling'er, he became sour again: "Why can a poor boy born as a gangster marry a fairy like Ling'er as his wife, and this son is still single!"

"God has no eyes, the world is unfair, I am really jealous of talents, and I am ...... angry" Dongfang Qingyang thumped his chest and stomped his feet, very annoyed.

And Han Yixue, the lady of heaven who has been living in the Taoist Sect, after she started to look at the fairy sword, she also changed her previous coldness, screaming from time to time, wiping tears from time to time, especially when she saw that Li Xiaoyao lost her memory and didn't know Ling'er, she couldn't wait to stab him to death with that knife.

Then, when Li Xiaoyao began to learn swordsmanship with the wine sword fairy, she was so excited that she couldn't do it, and while she was like Li Xiaoyao, she memorized the mantra of the sword art, and sat on the seat to practice the sword.

"This TV can really learn immortal magic?Auntie is really practicing swordsmanship?" Dongfang Qingyang, who was standing next to him and watching his aunt watch TV, was dumbfounded, and through the retelling of other customers, he also knew the poems of the wine sword fairy, and he couldn't help but read along: "A good sword rides the wind to eliminate the demons between heaven ......and earth; Good poetry, good poetry!"

"I didn't expect this poor ghost beggar Taoist priest to be able to make such a masterpiece, and he would be so powerful in swordsmanship!" Dongfang Qingyang looked at the silent TV sourly, with a burst of envy and jealousy, he also wanted to watch TV, he also wanted to learn swordsmanship!

"Although I can't watch it, but I can still learn the art of the sword, what's wrong with the silent TV? This son is extremely smart, he is a generation of Taoist Tianjiao, I can also learn the art of the sword......" Dongfang Qingyang, who was watching the silent TV, cheered himself up, then lowered his head, leaned over to his aunt, and said in a low voice: "That aunt, the mantra of the sword, you tell me again, there are two places that I haven't remembered just now!"

"......" Han Yixue looked helpless, and told him the mantra again.

"So that's the case, my son wrote it down, thank you aunt......" Dongfang Qingyang remembered, and then ran away to discuss with new customers like himself.

Although Han Yixue has been watching TV, she still pays attention to Dongfang Qingyang from time to time, and she sees him stopping here and staying there for a while, and the contact with them is all some newcomers who have just come to the theater for a day or two, and they are talking very fiercely, getting together to study the art of the sword!

"Brother Dongfang, you see, the Emperor Fu and the Marquis are practicing the art of the sword outside, we might as well learn it up close!" A child of the Xiao family pointed outside, towards Dongfang Qingyang.

"I have this intention in the next place!" Dongfang Qingyang nodded, and several people walked out of the TV area together, standing at the door of the theater, Huang Fuyu and Lao Liu Tou practiced the art of imperial sword.

After Li Xin practiced Edgeworth with stones, stone tablets, and buckets, a gust of wind blew in the theater, and a group of customers who had used up their viewing time would run to the door, take out a large bucket and a stone tablet from the storage ring, and place them in front of him, and then step on the water surface of the bucket to practice Edgeworth's technique.

Huang Fuyu, Lao Liu Tou and others are naturally no exception, but because they are relatively proficient, they can hold on for a long time, but others can't.

Huangfu Yanran, Tai Shuzhou and the others were a little better, they could hold on for about ten minutes before falling into the water; others were far behind, some just stepped on it, and fell into the bucket, and some insisted on ten seconds, dozens of seconds, one minute, two minutes, and so on, none of them could hold on for three minutes, let alone control the flying sword with both hands at the same time to engrave words on the stone tablet.

Some people fell into the bucket, and the flying sword that was sacrificed either cut the bucket to pieces, or cut the bucket to pieces, or directly carved and exploded the stone monument and stone, the scene was called a chaos, if it weren't for their friends on the side to sacrifice the shield, shroud this direction, and prevent it from affecting the theater, Li Xin would have driven them away and pulled them into the theater's blacklist.

But even so, these people are still very energetic one by one, and while practicing, they also ask for advice and exchange their experiences with the people next to them.

Even Huang Fu Yu and Lao Liu Tou are no exception, I saw the two of them standing on the bucket with flying swords nearby, Huang Fu Yu said: "Lao Liu, do you see it, how is the old man's poem engraved!?"

On the stone tablet not far from him, a poem by the wine sword fairy is engraved: "Eliminate the demons in the world;

The handwriting is very sloppy, but he still looks complacent, thinking that he is very powerful, and says that this is called cursive, which was invented by his Huangfu Yu!

"Master's handwriting...... It's a little worse!" Old Liu Tou looked over, his cheeks twitched, the two of them are also two old buddies who have been in places for hundreds of years, and they have long lost the feeling of master and servant, but are closer, like brothers.

"I think the old man's handwriting is already very good, compared to yesterday, but it is much stronger!" Tai Shuzhou used a magic weapon to cover Huangfu Yu, while complimenting, with a smile on his face: "Otherwise, the old man will give this stone tablet to the kid, and the kid will collect him well!"

"Haha, that's a good point, Lao Liu, look at you, you're so old, and your utilitarianism is still so heavy, it's better to be a descendant...... Take it!" Huangfu Yu laughed, looked at Lao Liu Tou proudly, and then waved his hand, and the stele flew to Taishuzhou's side, Taishuzhou thanked him for a while, and quickly put it into his storage ring.

"......" old Liu Tou.

“...... Shameless!" Helian An, Gong Yejing, and Duan Chun looked at Tai Shuzhou with disgust, this sworn friend of theirs, now his kung fu, has actually practiced so profoundly, so without a trace?

Gongsun issued the basic magic weapon to protect Lao Liu's head, and also looked at the other party with a disgusted face, and found that the other party had actually become himself and was about to lose his acquaintance.