On the splendid hall next to Skyline Road......

A woman in blue is carefully applying makeup to the doomsday mirror, and the woman is none other than Yao in the three-day group, that is, the original owner of Meng'er. Ever since the Doomsday Mirror ran out of energy, the Guardian Trio had used it as an ordinary fitting mirror, not to mention how handy it was.

"Hey, Lin. After the woman finished drawing the corners of her eyes, she turned her head, and a man in purple was rubbing a purple cat, and ordinary people would be surprised when they looked at it, not for that particular color, but in the middle of the cat's forehead, a cat's eye with purple pupils was really blinking.

"Do you think that little guy dares to open the formation?" Yao smiled charmingly, completely opposite to the image last time.

"How do I know~" The guy called Lin waved his hand lazily, "If that little guy doesn't even dare to touch a little girl, how can he go out to find a girlfriend in the future." ”

"But after all, it's a little girl, don't dare, I heard that the crime of indecency is getting stricter and stricter. Yao was wearing something like lipstick.

"I said big beauty, we are immortals, we don't need to paint this mess. Lin was a little speechless, since ancient times, the gods have been the first to do this, it is really enough to choke.

"If it weren't for the eldest brother, he would have to make me look like a gloomy woman and some resentment, you think I want to. Yao glanced at him, turned his body to look at Lin: "Our eldest brother is also a sullen coquette, and he actually wants to pretend to be majestic, tsk." ”

"Who do you say is pretending to be majestic?" A majestic voice behind him suddenly exploded, Yao shuddered, and turned her body slowly and stiffly, "Big ...... Big...... Big Brother ......"

"Hmph. The golden-clothed man snorted coldly, "I'll tell you, what we're going to do next will affect the entire Heavenly Realm, you give me a good performance, don't leave a bad impression on that transitive body at that time." ”

"What's that......" Lin said weakly, pointing to the doomsday mirror beside Yao opposite, "He has already seen it......"

Yan Moye was also speechless, reaching out to press Meng'er's soft body, but the "fifty-inch LCD TV" in front of him didn't even show a little picture, but a familiar "snowflake" appeared at the scene. ”

Yan Mo couldn't bear it at night, and was about to try to shoot a few times, when suddenly these conversations came over, and then these people appeared in front of him.

"You...... Did you hear them all?" asked tentatively, waving her hand awkwardly.

"Hmm......" Yan Moye agreed and nodded awkwardly.

The scene was quiet for a while......

"Ahem," the big brother Shang broke the silence, he stood up suddenly, and said, "You must know that the dispute between our two heavenly stations is not a matter of one or two days, and the number of people in the two factions is also changing. As he spoke, he took out a bundle of scrolls from his bosom and threw it over.

The picture shook for a while, and then the "Fifty Cun LCD TV" spit out, Yan Moye was stunned, and he also brought the transmission? Gently hook it with his feet, brush it open, and take a look, densely packed with names and nicknames, some Yan Moye is even quite familiar, what an upside-down monster, what a fairy knife king, although the name is quite bad, but they are all legendary characters.

"Are these all from our lineup?" Yan Moye was a little excited, he seemed to have chosen the right position!

"It's not ......" Shang is a little embarrassed, it's the other side......

"Huh?"

The "......" scene is embarrassing again......

"Forget it, don't care!" Lin dropped the cat in his hand and said, "You must know that the magic weapons you can get now, those things that are given by heaven in name, are not given by us," and then paused, adding: "It is not given by the other side." ”

"Huh?" Yan Moye was a little confused, "Where is that?"

"How do I know? Anyway, you just don't touch it. Lin gave him a blank look.

"Alright, don't talk about these things, it's still a long time before he can touch these things. Shang waited for Lin to glance at it, picked up a scroll from the seat, and threw it out, "There is a mental method for cultivating immortal qi here, although yours is not immortal, but you can also make do with it." ”

Improvised...... Yan Moye had a black line on his face and took it easily.

"Do you think the immortal qi is very easy to cultivate?" Yao Bai, who didn't speak, glanced at Yan Moye, "It took me at least a few decades to cultivate the immortal qi of a dream, what do you say?"

"But I warn you first, don't think about touching ......"

"Huh?" The voice disappeared suddenly, and then Yan Moye only saw that the picture was distorted, and with a snap, the formation was gone.

Thanks for going back and asking, why was the signal cut off just now.

"Hey......" screamed softly behind him, and Meng'er lay on the bed motionless, sweating like rain.

"Are you okay?" Yan Moye was a little worried, he felt that the aura on Meng'er's body was a little weakened, it seemed that there was too much immortal qi that had just used the ability to dominate the conversation, causing his body to weaken.

"I ......" Meng'er replied in a weak voice, panting, "I'm just tired......"

"Hey?" Yan Moye suddenly noticed that something was wrong, and when he looked closely, he found that Meng'er's eyes had turned blue, but the formation above had disappeared.

"Then how long will it take to get the information next time?" Yan Moye felt a little reluctant to let her support for a long time, but he felt that Shang seemed to be saying some important information just now, and he was a little itchy.

"Next time?" Meng'er mischievously opened one eye, "I'll tell you if you kiss me!"

"Huh?" Yan Moye was about to say something, when the black beast patrolling outside the house suddenly roared, followed by a noisy voice.

"What's going on?" Yan Moye opened the window, and several people outside were surrounded by four black beasts.

"That's not ......" Yan Moye recognized these people - Qian Pei and his younger brothers.

"Stop, let them in. Yan Moye shouted out the window, and the black beast also stopped.

"Boom", the door opened suddenly, Yan Moye remembered that Meng'er was not dressed, and hurriedly held Meng'er in his arms, wrapped in the quilt, and a few people who broke in in front of him just happened to see this scene......

"You! Qian Pei had a swollen face that had just been beaten by the black beast, and his eyes seemed to be about to erupt flames and almost want to eat people.

"What are you!" Little Lori glared at Qian Pei, "My brother and I don't sleep like this?"

"You! Qian Peiqi couldn't even say anything.

"If you have the ability, let's come to the duel!" Qian Peitu remembered something, and slapped the table, "You waste vein!"

"Oh?" Yan Moye's eyes narrowed, "Okay, set a time, I'll go." ”

"Tomorrow!" Qian Pei confidently straightened his round body, "Our right mountain is used to compete, if you have the ability, you will go to the right mountain tomorrow!"

Saying that, he took care of himself and walked away with a group of younger brothers.

"Interesting. Yan Moye looked at the direction where Qian Pei and the others disappeared, and frowned, "Who has been blocking me everywhere, and now why am I a street rat and everyone shouts and beats?"

"Master......" Meng'er collapsed weakly, "Next time, if you want to carry out Tianfan Traffic, at least until your cultivation has a cultivation above the golden pill......" After speaking, his snoring sounded slightly, and he fell asleep.

"Alas. Yan Moye sighed, and kept thinking about what Shang said at that time, "Don't think about contacting, what to contact?"

After thinking about it for a while, I didn't expect it, so I simply took out the immortal qi method that Shang threw to me and started to learn it on the spot.

"You guys help me take care of it, someone is coming, and there will be no mercy!" Yan Moye said coldly outside the window.

A few yells seemed to be in response.

I hope these mental methods don't want to make the cheats of the goods hurt to see.

"Huh" Yan Moye took a deep breath, and his trembling hands gradually pushed away the scroll. This is the Heavenly Immortal Qi Method!

"Huh?" Yan Moye felt strange, I really want to understand these words? I turned my head to look, but Meng'er was still sleeping, so I couldn't ask.

"What's wrong?" Yu Pei suddenly heard the voice of the old ancestor, which frightened Yan Moye into a spirit.

", ancestor, don't scare me like this!" Yan Moye covered his desperately beating heart, panting, "Don't take it so scary! Heart attacks are going to scare out!" Yan Moye can be regarded as a person who can withstand torture and intimidation, but in the middle of the night, an old man's voice came out of his body, and anyone would be frightened.

"What are you looking at?" the Old Ancestor asked, his voice with a hint of mockery and scare.

Yan Moye was a little speechless, and after regaining his composure, he brought the jade pendant closer to the scroll, "Help me see how to read these?"

"I'll take ......a look," the old ancestor was silent for a while, and said apologetically, "I won't ...... either."

"How is it possible?" Yan Moye was taken aback and said, "Aren't you from a heavenly immortal?"

"My memory has been lost a lot during that Skyrim Road," Yanxing said apologetically, and then said "Huh?", a little surprised: "Where did you get this scroll, how is it the same as the words on Skyline?"

"That's it......" Yan Moye thought for a while, "Forget it, it's okay." As he spoke, he dropped the jade pendant and looked at it himself.

After watching it for about a quarter of an hour, Yan Moye suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart, I seemed to understand!

There was a loud "boom", and Yan Moye only felt as if his head had been slammed with a hammer!

"What's the matter!" Yan Moye pressed his temples, the sharp pain in his head still continued! When he looked at the scroll, he suddenly found that he could read the words on it!

"What's the matter with you, your mental power fluctuates so much?" Yan Moye didn't answer, and continued to read hungrily. How much can be memorized! This is Yan Moye's last thought!

Gritting his teeth, "Heaven seeks the way, then the heart is quiet" was ......blurry for a while, and gradually the characters could not be seen clearly.

With another loud bang, Yan Moye lay on the ground softly and fell unconscious......

This is...... Yan Moye only felt that he was in a school, and he was standing in the middle of the school. Why am I here? Am I not supposed to be looking at the reels?

"Bang", a whisk of dust on the table in front of him suddenly patted down, "What are you doing in a daze? Don't you write quickly?" The voice is ethereal, making people unpredictable whether it is a man or a woman, looking up, I only feel like I am looking at the mountain, in the clouds and fog, looking down on the true face of Lushan.

"Hey?" Yan Moye raised his head and looked around, and found that there was only one person in the huge school hall except for the person in front of him, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

"Don't look at it, write quickly!" The voice was stern, accompanied by a "snap", and the dust reached Yan Moye's head, and he actually felt it!

"It hurts!" Yan Moye only felt more pain than the pain he had just felt when he was reading the scroll. Yan Moye only felt extremely frightened, and hurriedly looked down at the brush on the table, and there was no word on the snow-white white paper.

"How...... How do you write it?" Yan Moye smiled awkwardly.

"And asked me how to write? Just write down my experience!" The man raised the dust again, ready to take a picture! With the sound of whirring wind, like a mighty sword qi, he suddenly rushed over!

"Midnight?" In a daze, Yan Moye heard a call, a shudder, and the scene in the hut where he originally lived returned to his eyes, and Deng Aowen and Wen Jing next door were watching with concern.

"Boss is awake?"

"Why did you sleep on the floor?" Deng Aowen looked at him strangely, quietly leaned over to his ear, and said, "What about your sister?"

"Oh, you pervert, you're still thinking about his sister!" Wen Jing scolded angrily. Deng Aowen also touched his head with a smile and didn't say anything more.

"Yes, what about her?" Yan Moye remembered that the dream was gone!