When Ren Yuan returned to the inn from the gambling house, it was already night. At this time, the guests in the inn who should have gone back all went back, and the people staying in the hotel were all closed.

Shi Lao continued to look at the account book on the counter, while Xiao Cai was busy cultivating and in retreat. Ren Yuan continued to carry a pot of tea, sat on the windowsill, and watched the rain outside the window.

"Yes, today?" Shi Lao asked suddenly.

Ren Yuan nodded and drank all the tea in the cup.

"That's right, according to the ancient books, tonight the flying flowers appeared, and the opportunity was infinite. Ren Yuan looked out the window.

"It's been ten years! For a piece of news in an ancient book, we spent ten years in this small place. Young Master, are you sure?" Shi Lao said worriedly.

Ren Yuan looked out the window quietly, and did not immediately reply to Shi Lao's words, it stands to reason that there should not be any decent masters in such a small place, but Ren Yuan did not dare to be careless, and accidents could not be ruled out in everything.

But even if there is a master, Ren Yuan is not afraid, he also wants to see how far he has come now.

"Don't worry, Shi Lao, I have a plan. Ren Yuan smiled at Shi Lao and said.

Shi Lao nodded helplessly, he knew that his young master didn't want them to worry, so he just pretended to be relaxed.

Time passed little by little, the night was getting deeper, and the rain outside the window continued to fall sparsely.

It was on such an ordinary night, on an ordinary rainy night, that there were so many pairs of eyes staring in the dark.

Suddenly, in the sky, a divine light shone down, a fragrant, brilliant nine-colored divine flower slowly fell, and at the same time, the surrounding heaven and earth aura also converged towards the divine flower, as if the emperor was in the world, and all things surrendered.

"Hahaha... I said, why is it so abnormal today? It turns out that a divine object has been born!

"Yinshan old ghost, don't be too happy, don't have a life to see but no life!" Eight people suddenly walked out of the street at the other end.

"Hehehe, Wushan Bajie, your brother is not dead yet!" replied, the man who was called the old ghost of Yinshan.

"Hmph, you old ghost hasn't even gone to see Hades yet, how dare we!" one of the eight masters of Wushan replied coldly.

"However, we advise you to give up! You have eight of us alone, and we can't get any favors. ”

"Hmph, just rely on a group of Void Dan Realms, I'm really not afraid!" the old ghost of Yinshan replied.

"Old ghost, even if you are in the Jindan realm, you are only a small Jindan, and you can't eat good fruit even if the eight of us form a magic circle. The leader of Wushan Bajie replied.

At this time, the old ghost of Yinshan did not speak, it is true that although he is now in the Jindan realm, but every big realm has four small realms, and his Xiaocheng Jindan is also under great pressure in the face of the eight Void Dan Great Perfection realms.

"Haha... There are so many people!Ren is not late!" A voice suddenly sounded, breaking the silence.

Suddenly, a tall figure flew up from the door of the inn, and it was Ren Yuan.

"Hmm. The old ghost of Yinshan changed his face slightly, he saw that Ren Yuan's realm was far from reaching the Jindan realm, but it gave him an unfathomable feeling.

"The dog that came, it should come and go, otherwise don't regret losing your life. ”

"Big brother, what nonsense are you talking to him, let me go and take his dog's life, save it quietly. ”

At this time, a person came out of the people in Wushan and turned into a streamer and rushed towards Ren Yuan. The old ghost of Yinshan on the side was also happy to watch the excitement, and wanted to test Ren Yuan's strength through the people of Wushan.

"Hehehe, it seems to be despised by others. Ren Yuan smiled slightly, raised his right hand, clenched it into a fist, and slammed away at the streamer.

Suddenly, the two forces collided, making a sound like metal clashing, and then a figure flew out like a kite with a broken string.

The defeated man was none other than the man of Wushan.