The temple lobby is a dead silence in the dark, look up, the first thing that catches your eye is a clay statue of the city god, with high clothes and belts, tall and majestic, solemn face, looking straight ahead, with an extraordinary bearing.

On the left and right sides of the hall, there were two ghosts with broad shoulders and wide bodies, hideous appearances, and weapons in their hands, with eyes like copper bells, teeth like sharp knives, and tongues like bloody clothes.

The hall is full of ghosts, as if entering the Senluo Hell, if the timid people are here, they are afraid that they will be frightened to the heart, and they will faint to death on the spot.

Qiao Chen'an sneered twice, and shouted loudly: "The guests have come, but they don't see the figure of the master's family, is this the hospitality of Lord Chenghuang?"

The blue-faced ghost who followed him closely after seeing Qiao Chen'an not only fearless after coming here, but also so wild, couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, and secretly said that this person was indeed not comparable to ordinary people.

As soon as the words fell, I heard a hearty and frantic laugh from behind the lobby, and said: "I neglected Xiaoyou, I shouldn't have been!"

Immediately afterwards, Qiao Chenan saw a tall figure turn out from the back of the hall, the person who came was burly, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, dressed in a purple dress, and the essence of light was faintly visible between the opening and closing of his eyes, and his momentum was extraordinary.

Meng Dewei strode forward and said with a warm smile: "I have heard the name of Daoyou for a long time, and today I saw it really extraordinary." ”

When he looked up, he was facing Qiao Chen'an's deep heavy pupils, indifferent and indifferent, and in an instant, he only felt that the secrets of his body had been seen through, and he couldn't help but be taken aback, the person who had such a different appearance in ancient times was either a great sage or a holy one, but he didn't expect it to appear on the person in front of him.

He secretly performed the method of qi observation he had learned, and a streamer seemed to pass through his eyes in an instant, and a dazzling dark purple suddenly appeared in front of him, and he subconsciously closed his eyes slightly.

I saw that Qiao Chen'an's whole person was wrapped in an extremely rich purple qi, which went straight through the sky, and the qi rushed to the universe, almost covering the clouds, and half of the sky was dyed purple.

Meng Dewei set off a turbulent wave in his heart, you must know that most of the mortals and cultivators have good luck, and those with extraordinary luck are loved by heaven, and everything goes smoothly and has a bright future, while those who have lost their luck are born and die early, and they run into walls everywhere, and it is difficult to move an inch.

But in either case, the color of luck is golden, and there are only two types of people's luck that are not included.

One of them is the people in the Demon Dao, the so-called Demon Dao, that is, not cultivating good fruits, killing people and setting fires.

Endless souls in his hands, millions of corpses under his feet, heaven and earth do not tolerate it, the whole world is a mortal enemy, this kind of person is spurned by God, and there is no luck in his body.

At a glance, the blood shines for hundreds of miles, and the evil spirit is terrifying for nine days, which can be called the world-shattering demon.

But the path of cultivation is to compete with the heavens, and these people don't care about their luck at all.

The other kind of person is very loved by God, can be called the son of destiny, born with immeasurable luck, like a hidden dragon in the abyss, just waiting to soar into the sky, this kind of person is either the reincarnation of a god, or has the appearance of a king.

But how can there be so many immortal reincarnations in this world, the biggest possibility is the latter, Meng Dewei secretly thought in his heart, Qiao Chen'an's luck is simply against the sky, if he can grow up smoothly, his achievements in the future are limitless, but ......

I sneered in my heart.

All the way to the back hall, relative to the seat, there was already a fragrant tea served, scattering bursts of fragrance, Qiao Chenan just took a sip and felt refreshed in his soul, knowing that the tea in the cup was extraordinary.

But he didn't come to taste tea, and said straight to the point: "I don't know what Lord Chenghuang is looking for me?"

Meng Dewei didn't expect him to be so straightforward, and he was slightly stunned for a moment before he smiled: "I don't have any other intentions, just to make friends with Qiao Jun." ”

After a pause, he turned his head to a red-faced ghost beside him and ordered, "Go and get my treasured Lingshui Pill." ”

The red-faced ghost was surprised when he heard this: "My lord, it's just a small cultivator, why not!"

"Bold!"

Meng Dewei snorted, and a cold light appeared in his eyes.

"Yes!"

The red-faced ghost glanced at Qiao Chen'an unwillingly, and then bowed and retreated, thinking in his heart how virtuous this person was, and it was just a matter of being entertained by his own adults with Yangyuan tea that nourished his soul, and he actually had to give him an extremely valuable spiritual water pill.

Qiao Chen'an's eyes were gloomy, his face was expressionless, but he was noncommittal in his heart, he was courteous and courteous, he was either a traitor or a thief, he wanted to see what plans this city god had.

It's not that he uses the heart of a villain to save people's minds, but human nature, he didn't know this city god, and he couldn't beat him together, but the other party not only invited him to talk late at night, but also gave him a gift of extraordinary value, but just to make him a friend?

You can't have the heart to hurt others, and you can't have the heart to defend people.

The red-faced ghost soon came back, put a sandalwood box the size of half a palm in front of him, and snorted coldly: "This box contains the Spirit Water Pill, which has a miraculous effect on nourishing the divine soul, and even those people in the ancient Taoist sect are not very useful." ”

Qiao Chen'an looked down, his eyes were clear, and his eyes suddenly saw the scene through the rosewood box, a pill the size of a pigeon's egg and the overall green color was lying quietly inside.

Immediately arched his hand and said: "Thank you for the great gift!"

Since the other party is willing to pay for his blood, why should he refuse, but it seems that he is hypocritical, not a man's doing.

Seeing this, Meng Dewei smiled and said: "Qiao Jun doesn't have to be polite, I like to make friends with chivalrous people in my life, and I happened to meet Qiao Jun fighting alone to worship the moon demon that day, and I admired it very much, and it was because of this that I would take the liberty to invite you." ”

Raise your glass and say, "Please!"

Qiao Chenan nodded and said, "It's okay, the moon worship demon, the chaos of the people, the people in my generation, they should be punished." He also raised his glass and drank it all.

The tea liquid is fragrant, elegant and quiet, dissolves in his throat, and the special medicinal power contained in the tea is suddenly ingested into the meridians, running with his own qi flow Zhou Tian, and finally all of them are integrated into the Yin God, Qiao Chenan is keenly aware that his Yin God seems to have grown a little stronger at this moment, and he can't help but sigh in his heart.

The other party is just a city god, there is such a good tea to drink every day, not to mention other treasures, with this gain, why worry about not being able to improve his cultivation? Compared with it, he can really be described as poor and white.

In the final analysis, it still has to be attributed to the four words "wealth and law".

"I don't know who Brother Qiao is taught by?" Meng Dewei asked seemingly unintentionally.

"I don't have a teacher, but I got some cultivation methods when I was young, and I have been practicing until now, and I am fortunate that I have not gone mad. Qiao Chenan glanced at him deeply and said calmly.

The two talked around the case, one with a smile on his face, the other with a flat expression, and seemed to be very happy with each other, but it is unknown what kind of thoughts are contained in them.

It was late at night, and the tea was getting colder, Meng Dewei sent Qiao Chen'an to the temple gate, and said: "Five days later, there will be a hero's banquet here, please be sure to appreciate your face." ”

Qiao Chenan nodded silently, without speaking, his mind moved, and his figure rose with the wind.

For a long time, until his figure was submerged in the vast night, the red-faced ghost hesitated for a moment before saying, "My lord, why are you so polite to him?"

Meng Dewei stroked his beard and smiled, and said meaningfully: "Have you heard of that sentence?"

"If you want to deal with someone, you must first paralyze them and make them get carried away......"

The night seemed to be a little darker.