Please search for "Reading God Station" on WeChat to prevent loss, pay attention to not get lost!

In the lobby of the tea shop opposite Zixian Pavilion, it was crowded, and each seat was full of tea customers.

"Although Song Yan is new to the imperial capital, Beigong Yan's name is too loud, as long as Song Yan is not a fool, he will not come to die!" someone analyzed.

"Doesn't that mean we won't see this good show?" said someone regretfully.

"Not necessarily!"

Suddenly, an old cultivator said mysteriously: "Do you know the origin of this Song Yan?"

"Could it be that this kid has a big background? Or is he a newly born disciple of a certain great sect?"

"No!" Lao Xiu shook his head, becoming more and more mysterious.

"Old gentleman, don't sell Guanzi, tell me the origin of Song Yan!"

"Yes, old-timer, don't sell it!"

Hearing everyone's urging, Lao Xiu picked up the tea and took a sip before he spoke slowly: "This Song Yan is from the Tang Dynasty!"

"Tang Dynasty, that small dynasty in a remote area?" a young cultivator said disdainfully.

"Hehe, I thought that Song Yan had some big deal, it turned out that he was just a cultivator from a remote dynasty, hehe, just by virtue of him, he is also worthy of competing with Beigong Yan, hum, it is really a waste of time I waited!"

"yes, it's boring!"

"This is doomed!"

"Hehe, there's nothing to look at, let's go, it's better to go to the Qinglou and listen to a little song!"

Seeing that everyone was not optimistic about Song Yan, Lao Xiu smiled slightly, and asked loudly: "Do you all think that the Tang Dynasty is a remote place?"

"Isn't it?" a cultivator sneered.

Some people even ridiculed Lao Xiu: "Old man, don't make a fool of yourself here!"

"Hehe!" Lao Xiu suddenly let out a strange laugh: "You guys, you are still too young, although the Tang Dynasty is located in a remote area, there are also masters there, such as the Taiyi Sect, the state religion of the Tang Dynasty, there are immortals in the town." ”

"Impossible, isn't it? there are immortals in that remote area?" someone questioned, but his face was quite surprised.

"If the Tang Dynasty didn't have an immortal in charge, how could my Great Zhou allow his existence?" the old man said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, all the cultivators in the lobby lowered their heads and thought about it, and they all felt that what Lao Xiu said made sense.

Lao Xiu's voice continued to sound: "The Taiyi Sect has been established for 100,000 years, there are immortals in the sect, and there are also immortal weapons handed down from generation to generation, suppressing luck, and there are no less than a number of masters in the sect, and there are hundreds of masters in the sect!"

Hearing the old man's eloquent words, all the cultivators in the hall showed a look of surprise.

"Doesn't it mean that this Taiyi Sect is even more powerful than the first-class sect of Great Zhou?"

"Yes!" Lao Xiu nodded.

"Could it be that Song Yan is from the Taiyi Sect?" someone suddenly asked.

Lao Xiu shook his head: "No, that Song Yan is not a disciple of the Taiyi Sect, on the contrary, he also turned the Taiyi Sect upside down!"

"Impossible, right? Then Song Yan is only in the late stage of distraction, how dare he go against the Taiyi Sect?"

Lao Xiu smiled and said nothing.

"Come on, give this old-timer the best pot of tea, and count it in this son's account!" a brocade-clothed boy said loudly.

"Thank you, Childe!"

Lao Xiu nodded to the young man in Jinyi, continued to speak, and slowly told Song Yan what he had done in the Tang Dynasty and the destruction of more than half of the Taiyi Sect's altars, which made everyone stunned and dumbfounded.

But some people still questioned: "Old man, this can't be made up by you, no matter how powerful Song Yan is, he can't be distracted in the late stage, how can he kill so many combination masters!"

"Hehe!" "Hey, hey!" the old man smiled: "Actually, the old man was quite skeptical when he got the news, but Song Yan did one thing when he entered the territory of my Great Zhou. ”

Then, Lao Xiu told Song Yan's deeds in Xianfeng City.

The affairs of the Tang Dynasty were too far away, and everyone did not have a clear understanding of the Tang Dynasty, but when the incident happened in Xianfeng City, they had an intuitive understanding.

Kill 290,000 demon cultivators and capture the combined demon king alive.

This kind of thing is definitely not something that ordinary people can do.

Some people also sighed: "Sword punishment of 290,000 demon cultivators, this Song Yan is so murderous, it is simply the reincarnation of a killing star!"

Suddenly, someone ran in and shouted: "Everyone, there is a gambling hall that has started, and Song Yan can't get out of Zixian Pavilion alive, and he will lose ten if he walks out of Zixian Pavilion alive!"

Hearing this odds, many cultivators in the hall were all overjoyed, that Song Yan was so fierce, there was a great chance of coming out of the Purple Immortal Pavilion.

But some people are worried that although Song Yan is fierce, Beigong Yan is not an ordinary person, and it is difficult for a strong dragon to suppress the ground snake, not to mention, Beigong Yan himself is a small dragon.

"This is an opportunity, go and place a bet, I will press Song Yan to get out alive!"

Someone shouted.

All of a sudden, everyone flocked out of the tea shop and went to the gambling house to place bets.

And in the private room of this tea shop.

Nangong Yue, Dongfang Yubai and other dry disciples are all there.

They all heard the conversation about Song Yan downstairs before.

"I didn't expect this Song Yan to be so powerful!" Dongfang Yubai said with some sighs.

"It's best to knock out a few of Beigong Yan's teeth!" said with a smile.

"If he can get out of the Purple Immortal Pavilion alive this time, I will have a good friendship with him!" Nangong Yue said with a smile.

"It's here, then Song Yan is here!"

Suddenly, a gentleman exclaimed, and for a while, everyone released their senses and found that a young man in white was slowly coming at the end of the street.

The young man's face was calm and calm, and he didn't seem to be worried about what happened next.

And countless pairs of eyes in various tea shops and restaurants on both sides of the street fell on Song Yan's body, some were curious, some were sarcastic, some were disdainful, and some were gloating.

In a small tea shop, Murong Hongdou looked at Song Yan who was walking slowly, his eyes couldn't help showing a little worry and concern, and he turned back to the old man who was drinking tea leisurely and said, "Grandpa, do you think he will be fine?"

"Don't worry, good people don't live long, and they will cause disaster for thousands of years!" the old man said calmly.

"You mean he's fine?" Murong Hongdou couldn't help but have a hint of joy on his face.

"Girl, you care so much about that stinky boy, could it be ......?" Suddenly, the old man stared at his granddaughter suspiciously, playing with the taste.

Murong Hongdou's cheeks were slightly red: "Grandpa, don't talk nonsense, people don't have it." ”

Seeing his granddaughter's performance like this, the old man's eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of melancholy.

Song Yan walked slowly on the clean street, he could feel that countless divine thoughts and divine senses were spying on him, and there were many blatant eyes looking at him.

He didn't care about that.

Finally, he came to the gate of the Purple Immortal Pavilion, and his eyes fell on the four guards of Beigong Yan.

"I'm here to answer the appointment, where is the prince of Beigong?" Song Yan asked.

"Hehe, if you want to see my son-in-law, you have to pass our level first!" a guard said with a strange smile, staring at Song Yan with bad intentions, these four guards, three were distracted at the peak of the late stage, and one was at the early stage of integration.

Seeing this scene, the spectators couldn't help but show excitement, and many people even shouted, "Fight, do it quickly."

[Author's digression]: I saw that some readers in the book review area mentioned that the chapters were confused, and it seemed to be blaming mosquitoes, and this pot mosquito didn't memorize, because the reason for this was probably that there was a problem with your tower reading app, delete the app, and download it again, which should solve the problem.

One more, thank you for [Red Flame Extinguishing the Sky]

[My dream of flying] [The deceased in the spirit world] [In the account] [Remembering Jiangnan Jiangnan] [Bing Xinhuo] [Fengli] [Traveling Thousands of Miles Alone] [Liu Menglong] [Your Friend] These are big rewards