The gathering of heroes, the attention of the imperial court, the change of qi, the inspection of ghosts and gods, and the attention of the heavenly court, this martial arts conference is very lively, Yi Shuyuan does not want to move his whole body, but also understands that Long Feiyang's heavy change is still virtual after all, so it is naturally more prudent to guide and trust the juniors to help.

Yi Shuyuan was still in a good mood when he left from Ah Fei's side, this kid didn't mess around in vain, and it seemed that he had made a lot of progress, especially when he broke through the sentence of Xiang Wu's heart, Ah Fei's qi rose and Yi Shuyuan could directly see it.

With Ah Fei's current state, unless he is unlucky to the sky, it is impossible to be defeated in the first few rounds, so there will be time for Yi Shuyuan to continue to help him continue to improve.

Yi Shuyuan admires not only Ah Fei, emotionally he certainly hopes that Ah Fei can win the first place, but Ah Fei is definitely not the only one who deserves this position.

Yuezhou City, a city that never sleeps, is lively, after all, it is also divided into time periods, during the fourth watch, although the lights are still lit up everywhere in the city, but it is also obvious that it has begun to quiet, and some restaurants and restaurants have also stopped shouting, after all, if the people who came to Yuezhou feel that they really can't get there, they will camp outside for a night.

When there is less crowding, something special becomes apparent.

Yi Shuyuan was walking on a street in the city, his eyes swept over the side of the road, a guy at the door of a shop was dozing, his body was staggering against the door, and in the storefront on the other side, a couple was washing pots and pans, and was talking in a small voice.

Yi Shuyuan heard it clearly, the mom-and-pop shop earned almost ten taels just during the day and this night, although he was tired, he was also happy with his hard work, and it was difficult to hide his joy and excitement in a low voice.

In a shop over there, the proprietor had gone to rest, and the two shopkeepers and a cook stewed some leftovers in a pot and stewed them on a charcoal stove, just sitting in the shop while eating and chatting and drinking wine, which seemed very pleasant, and the laughter of talking about the joy became very obvious on the street at this moment.

Different time periods, the same city, bring Yi Shuyuan different feelings.

After walking around the city for a long time, Yi Shuyuan walked into an alley, which is generally behind some storefronts, mostly one by one, and many straw sheds or firewood houses are built in the gaps.

And Yi Shuyuan's footsteps also stopped in front of a pyre, a man covered with an old hat was lying on the firewood branch with his hands on his pillow and sleeping soundly, and a big gun with a torn cloth cover was placed beside him.

Yi Shuyuan stretched out his hand and moved, the big gun floated over silently, he reached out to catch it only to feel that this gun was heavier, the gun barrel was neither metal nor pure wood, the outer layer was attached to a material similar to bamboo and embedded with copper strips, and it was painted with uniform and thick lacquer, obviously a composite gun barrel with exquisite craftsmanship.

Yi Shuyuan tried to bend the gun, which was different from the soft state of the imaginary spear, the barrel of this spear was as straight as iron, and there was no obvious arc, and the difficulty of shaking out the spear flower with this gun could be imagined, but he immediately understood the terrible thing about this kind of spear flower.

Feeling the gas machine on the gun, it was just a momentary association, Yi Shuyuan seemed to be incarnated as a person with a gun, shaking out the gun flower in his mind, because the tenacity of the gun determines the speed and strength of the rebound, the gun flower that was shaken out could not see the reality at all, and even only a trace of illusion-like afterimage, and the range of the tip of the gun was a death zone for several feet.

Terrible!

With a word of praise in his heart, Yi Shuyuan looked at the man lying down again, deliberately showing the breath of breathing.

The next moment, Duan Silie opened his eyes, subconsciously reached out to touch the spear beside him but felt empty, his heart was suddenly startled, and when he looked sideways, there was actually a person standing close at hand, still holding his gun in his hand.

Duan Silie jumped up and stood on the pyre to swing his fist.

"Who?"

But soon Duan Silie relaxed, because he could see clearly who the person in front of him was through the starlight, and immediately stood on the pyre and saluted with his fists.

"It turned out to be a senior who gave cakes!"

Yi Shuyuan smiled and threw away the gun in his right hand, the oiled paper bag with the thread in his left hand, and the wine jug hooked by his fingers.

"And then."

Duan Silie put out his hands together, the barrel of the gun entered the crook of his arm, and he held the oiled paper bag in one hand and grabbed the wine jug with the other, just smelling the fragrance knew that it was a good thing.

"Are you in the mood for some more food and drink?"

"How dare you disobey the invitation of your predecessors!"

Yi Shuyuan didn't talk nonsense, he jumped on the firewood branch lightly, and sat down cross-legged, Duan Silie was slightly stunned and then smiled, and also sat down cross-legged, placing the oiled paper bag in front of the two of them and unfolding it, revealing the roast chicken inside that was still fragrant although it was already cold.

"Ha, you're welcome!"

After saying this, Duan Silie directly reached out and tore a chicken leg down, biting off most of the meat in one bite, and sending the second bite of the bone into his mouth to chew.

Yi Shuyuan got a chicken wing in his hand and also ate it boldly.

"Do you want to participate in the martial arts conference?"

Yi Shuyuan swallowed a mouthful of chicken and looked at Duan Silie and asked, who chewed the chicken and replied with a smile.

"If I don't participate, what am I doing here?"

"So where do you think you can go?"

After saying this, Yi Shuyuan took the wine jug, raised his head slightly and opened his mouth, and let the wine pour into his mouth, while Duan Silie laughed and replied bluntly.

"If I don't come first, what am I going to do?"

Duan Silie, who said this, was like the big gun beside him, and the cloth cover was already half-broken, revealing a little bit of sharpness in it.

Yi Shuyuan put down the wine jug, swallowed the wine with a grunt, and looked at Duan Silie in admiration.

"What a spirit! If you can really get the first place, how about I exchange things with you for the mountain and river immortal furnace diagram? It won't be worse than that innate inheritance! ”

Duan Silie's eyes lit up when he heard this, and then he laughed again.

"Hahaha...... Chong seniors believe that I can get the leader, and I also rush this meal, so why not give the picture to the seniors! ”

Yi Shuyuan could clearly see the qi derived from Duan Silie's radiance, and he could faintly feel the weight of these words, and he couldn't help but feel some pride in his heart.

"Just say this to you, can you get the picture of the mountain and river immortal furnace, my things will be given to you! Drink! ”

Yi Shuyuan handed the wine jug over, and Duan Silie also poured it into his mouth when he raised his head.

"Rejoice! Senior, you ......"

Duan Silie, who bowed his head after pouring a sip of wine, paused in the middle of his words, his eyes widened slightly, he got up and looked around, where was the figure of the senior just now, he even jumped down from the pyre to look at the alley on the left and right, and then lightly jumped onto one side of the roof, and also found nothing.

"What the hell am I doing?"

Muttering to himself, Duan Silie looked at the wine jug in his hand, sniffed the wine in the jug, and felt that it was very real.

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Of course, what Duan Silie saw was not a ghost, at this moment, Yi Shuyuan had disappeared away, not deliberately in a hurry, and smelled some unusual breath.

Yi Shuyuan's footsteps were very fast, and his actions were even more silent, after bypassing a few street intersections, he jumped somersault, jumped over the partition wall of a district, and bounced out lightly before his feet fully landed, entering a residential area.

Yi Shuyuan sniffled, the smell was more obvious, now he could distinguish the external odor and some special smells, and he vaguely understood what he smelled at the moment.

Demonic!

Yuezhou City is now so dense with people's fire, and there are ghosts and gods patrolling and there is the attention of the heavenly court, how dare any monsters appear in such a dangerous and furnace-like environment?

This demonic aura is very weak, but it is obvious in Yi Shuyuan's sense of smell, and he is not afraid, the current Yuezhou City gathers heroes from all sides, which is almost equal to a natural humane array, this rolling human fire suppresses all evils, and demons only have the share of hiding, and there is no room for arrogance.

Unless it's really a monster that's so powerful, but it's a really powerful monster, the demon spirit is not like this, and it can't be hidden, right?

Of course, Yi Shuyuan now also understands that his perception is obviously a bit talented, and after cultivating immortals, he is even more extraordinary, but it is precisely because of this that he has a clearer ability to identify the origin of the demonic qi he smells.

Crossing the small road in the square, jumping over a few houses, and turning into a gust of wind blowing through an alley, Yi Shuyuan's figure appeared in an overgrown place, he frowned, and couldn't help muttering in his heart.

Strange thing, the demonic energy disappeared here?

Yi Shuyuan looked around, there were some private houses near and far, and they were all populated, and he could even feel the evil aura of the borrowed martial artists in some of these houses, obviously the owner of this demonic qi was not in those positions.

Am I delusional? No way?

However, when Yi Shuyuan's gaze swept around, his heart suddenly moved, and he suddenly found some water marks under his feet, and his eyes followed the water trails to look at the barren grass.

As soon as Yi Shuyuan waved his sleeves, there was a gust of wind around him.

"Woohoo...... Woohoo......"

The wild grass swayed in the wind, and a puddle behind the weeds was faintly visible.

Is it the water that isolates the breath, but there seems to be a small layer of oil floating on the puddle?

"Huh?"

Yi Shuyuan suddenly found out again, he bent down and picked up a chicken bone from the grass, swept the dead grass with his hand, and found a wooden barrel, he took a closer look at the residue in the bucket and sniffed it with his nose, revealing a strange expression.

At this moment, a woman's scream was heard in the distance.

"Oh, who stole our swill bucket with a thousand knives—"

Yi Shuyuan immediately looked at the wooden barrel under his feet, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching, there wouldn't be a monster so miserable, right?

Suddenly, a yin aura mixed with a hint of sandalwood fragrance came from far and near, and Yi Shuyuan vaguely heard the whispers of ghosts and gods.

"The demonic spirit should be here!"

Yi Shuyuan secretly said to the waterhole in his heart, you ask for more blessings, and then disappeared and left.