Yang Cheng thought about it, but after thinking about it, since he had already come here, he would at least wait a little longer.

If things are as bad as you guessed. Then just warn yourself and don't care about what happens next.

As for whether they believe it or not, it's none of Yang Cheng's business.

made up his mind, so Yang Cheng checked that there was no one nearby for a while, and then began to release his spiritual sense, and carefully entered the courtyard to check.

With little by little exploration, Yang Cheng finally 'found' the person.

In the pavilion by a small pond in the courtyard, three women and two men were sitting at this time, cultivating between the seventh and ninth layers of qi refining, seemingly drinking tea and chatting.

Moreover, during the investigation, Yang Cheng also felt that the aura emanating from one of the female cultivators seemed to be faintly familiar, and it seemed that he was really someone he knew.

Glancing around, Yang Cheng felt a little troublesome.

If he stayed here all the time, he would probably be regarded as a bad man, so he thought about it and turned away, and finally his figure gradually disappeared.

A few people in the pavilion didn't seem to notice that anyone had checked at all, and there was a burst of laughter from time to time, as if they were very interested.

As soon as it was dark, two of the nuns got up, took out the lighting and hung it in the gazebo, then turned back to the house and added new tea and snacks.

It looks like it's going to be a long talk all night.

However, this is really a trivial matter for immortal cultivators.

With a body that is different from ordinary people and has been transformed by aura, even if it is a few days and nights without rest, it is not too difficult.

It's just that if Yang Cheng is here, he will definitely be able to recognize one of the female cultivators at a glance, and it is Su Zhiyan of Qingyue Valley who he has a relationship with in the dilapidated temple in Sui County of the Song Kingdom.

However, at that time, Yang Cheng's cultivation was lower than Su Zhiyan's, but after a few years, Yang Cheng was already above Su Zhiyan's eighth-layer cultivation of Qi refining.

Another female cultivator who was called Yuan Daoyou by Su Zhiyan seemed to be quite familiar with the things in the courtyard, and faintly regarded herself as the master.

Yiyi looks a little younger than Su Zhiyan, but he has a stunning face.

In terms of appearance, it is even above Su Zhiyan.

It's just that Su Zhiyan already has a mature female cultivator's style, and that woman is still a little immature and lacking in comparison.

However, just because it is so beautiful and moving, it can already turn countless male cultivators upside down, and there is no need to add any more style.

Moreover, the cultivation on his body is the ninth layer of qi refining, and it is also the highest in the seat.

Among the other three people seated, the only female cultivator was also good-looking, but it was not Qin Xuan whom Yang Cheng knew.

The skirt was also embroidered with a crescent mark with Su Zhiyan, and he was obviously also a disciple of Qingyue Valley.

However, the cultivation shows that the seventh layer of qi refining is the lowest in this place.

The remaining two male cultivators are both eighth-level Qi refining cultivators.

One was wearing a black robe, the other was dressed in white, they all looked like they were in their twenties, and they looked handsome and chic.

After Su Zhiyan and the woman surnamed Yuan put down the refreshments and sat down, the man in white spoke again, and he didn't know what to say in a few words, and soon the three women covered their mouths and let out a burst of laughter.

Only the man in the black robe next to him, seeing that the three women were all looking at the man who was talking, his face suddenly changed ugly, and he hurriedly covered up the past by bowing his head and drinking tea.

However, he didn't look at the man in white talking next to him at all, and seemed to have some opinions about him.

It's just that because of the current situation of the three female cultivators, it has been difficult to have a seizure.

In this way, when another hour or two passed unconsciously, the eager chat scene began to change, and several people seemed to be a little tired.

Except for the man in white, who was quite talkative, and was still saying something to the woman surnamed Yuan, the other three people all tilted their bodies and gradually dozed off in their chairs.

The woman surnamed Yuan also leaned back in the chair, holding her face with her hand, listening to the man in white.

From time to time, he stretched out his hand and yawned, looking sleepy.

Seeing this, the man in white stopped talking very considerately, so that the woman surnamed Yuan didn't have to rest strongly.

He opened his mouth and yawned, leaning back in his chair and closing his eyes.

As all five of them fell asleep, there was a sudden silence in the pavilion.

Only the frogs and insects in the pond finally found their chance and began to chirp one by one.

After about a stick of incense, the five of them still kept their previous movements unchanged, and their breath began to become gentle and long.

The man in white suddenly opened his eyes while his posture remained unchanged.

First, he stared at the three women opposite him one by one and looked at them carefully, the corners of his mouth bent slightly upward, revealing an obscene smile that did not match his appearance.

He slowly turned his head sideways, and glanced at the man in the black robe beside him with disdain, with a hint of disgust in his eyes.

Then the man in white stood up, walked over to the woman surnamed Yuan, gently stretched out a finger, and cautiously tested in front of the woman's nose.

Immediately after, the man in white took out a small jade-shaped bottle, opened the lid, and put the jade bottle in front of the woman surnamed Yuan for a moment.

Seeing that the woman surnamed Yuan inhaled the pink smoke in the jade bottle without any struggle, her face immediately showed joy, and she suddenly seemed to be greatly relieved.

Finally, the man in white walked up to Su Zhiyan and the other female cultivators, and let them inhale the pink smoke as well.

It's just that when Su Zhiyan just inhaled the pink smoke, she opened her eyes violently and struggled to get up.

Immediately, the man in white pointed at his body like lightning, and immediately leaned softly on the chair and fell asleep again.

"Surnamed Liu, what are you going to do?"

Just when the man in white put away the jade bottle and bent down to pick up Su Zhiyan, a voice suddenly sounded behind him.

It turned out to be the man in the black robe who had fallen asleep before, and he had already stood up at this time, staring at the man in white with his sword and asking.

"What? You've seen it all! ”

The man in white surnamed Liu seemed to be wary of this, and he didn't panic at all, turned around, and looked at the man in the robe with an evil smile on his face.

Then the man surnamed Liu walked over slowly and continued: "Haven't you been looking at me unpleasantly for the past two days? If I were you, I'd just go straight to it. It won't work if you give it a chance. In that case, let me send you on your way! ”

"You..." The man in the black robe felt bad after hearing this, and immediately raised his sword and stabbed at the man in white.

"It's getting late!" After the man surnamed Liu finished laughing wildly, his figure flashed, and with a wave of his hand, a white net-like object went towards the man in the black robe.

The man in the black robe stabbed the air with a sword, and then the white net pierced through the sword, and he immediately fell to the ground.

Then the man in white surnamed Liu smiled strangely, slapped the storage bag, flew out a sword, and was about to slash at the man in the robe.