I know if it is a metal that is decomposed by the Dan method with the golden formula, anyway, the self-published "can't resist the power of the golden formula." Today's first time to try your skills, sure enough, these younger brothers and sisters were stunned, and it felt very cool to pretend to be forced!

"Do you really want to move with me?" said Yue Qianshen quietly disdainfully.

The woman who shot took a few steps back in some panic. When had she ever seen such a method, in short, she believed that even a master at the end of the Tribulation would not be able to crush her magic weapon into powder with one palm. In other words, it is very likely that this person in front of him is an existence beyond the end of the Tribulation.

The girls also thought of this, and a frightening guess appeared in their minds, "This person is a master of the Transformation Period, no wonder he dares to call Yu Nantian's name." At least with this person's cultivation, it is absolutely impossible for him to be an ordinary casual cultivation.

The woman's pleading gaze looked at the sisters. The women exchanged glances, hurriedly walked over, lined up, and bowed in unison. One of them, a woman with a rather smart appearance, was estimated to be the leader among the several, only to see her arch her hand and say: "I don't know which senior is coming, it's me who is reckless, and I ask the seniors to forgive me!, small."

"Don't fight?. Yue Qianchou sneered.

"Don't dare". The Linghui woman said respectfully: "The power of the predecessors is not something we can resist, and we don't dare to make a mistake." I also asked my seniors to inform me of my name, and I will ask my master for my guilt when I go back

Yue Ganchou didn't reply to her words, but asked, "What generation of disciples are you in Yanyu Building?"

He remembered some of the things recorded in the Jade Butterfly, Yu Nantian of Liu Nanguo, and he didn't know if there was something wrong, he was obviously a man, but he exclusively accepted female disciples. It is said that there are groups of beautiful women under his hands. The disciples who trained him personally were all "love." The word generation, the disciples of the disciples are all in accordance with the "Love Lake Smoke and Rain Building." Five words all the way down.

When the girls heard him ask this, they were relieved to know that he would not bother with them anymore. But they didn't know that Yue Qianchou didn't want to make a big deal out of it, so she pretended to be forced to forget it, otherwise they would suffer.

Yanhong, Yanfei, Yanqing, Yanru, and Yanxia took the initiative to report their names. The leading woman clasped her fists and said, "Yan Lan, we are all disciples of the Yan character generation

"Well, so much smoke, it's weird. Yue Qian muttered a sentence of sorrow, and his eyes swept over a few people: "Needless to say kind words, please let the room come out." Although the words are euphemistic, they have an unquestionable taste.

How dare the girls have any opinions, so they immediately arranged to go. The woman who did it was called Yanxia, and when she saw Yue Qian's sorrowful gaze sweeping her eyes on her big breasts, she was suddenly trembling with fright, remembering what this senior had just said about pinching it, and hurriedly buried her head and left. Fu Chun and Qin Jiaxing stayed on the side a little unnaturally, and they didn't dare to talk and laugh like before, they didn't expect that they were following a master who didn't know the details. Yue Qianchou looked at the two of them, frowned, and said: "The waist board of the two of you, in the future, you will harden Lao Tzu, and you will not be embarrassed by Lao Tzu."

The two of them said, "Yes." Subconsciously straightened his waist, and his face couldn't tell whether he was nervous or excited. The nervousness and excitement are all because this boss is really good.

Soon, not only did the rooms give way, but there were still three. The girls gave the best room to Yue Qianchou, and after Yue Qianchou arrived in the room, they drove Fu Chun and Qin Jiaxing out and asked them to inquire about the news.

He was lying on the couch thinking about the problem, he needed to sort out what happened during this time, and he didn't figure it out. Sooner or later, you will fall into someone else's trap.

There was a woman's body fragrance on the couch, Yue Qianchou's eyelids gradually drooped, and he slowly fell asleep, "It's not that his physical strength is weak, but that he doesn't need to constantly refine his qi like others." Since the formation of the Dan, the matter of meditating on the knees and refining the qi has not been done for a long time, and the things in the dantian will be refined independently. Whenever I feel emaciated, I always like to sleep to relieve it, otherwise my brain can't stop. Others can't see that he is tired, and they all think he is crazy!

In the middle of my sleep, I was awakened by the whispering outside, the light in the room was hazy, and the paper windows were slightly white, thinking that it was about to get dark. Turned over and got off the bed, opened the door and looked, sure enough, it was getting late, and the six women and two men who were arched together at the door looked back at him together.

"Senior Niu!" the women saluted together. Fu Chun and Qin Jiaxing shouted, "Boss." ”

Yue Qianchou glanced at the two guys, it seemed that they had already told a few women his name, but it was nothing, it was not his real name anyway. Look at this appearance, the two guys are already close to the water, and they are in a relationship with these six women.

"Twitter, what's the matter? Yue Qianchou asked.

"Boss, that's right. Qin Jiaxing scratched his head and said, "Over there in the Guizhuang Mountain Pavilion, there will be many monks gathering there at night, which is a good opportunity to inquire about the news." We want to ask the Boss if he wants to go. ”

As he spoke, there were already several waves of people standing in the sword above his head and flying in the direction of the back mountain.

"Oh!" Yue Qianchou looked up at the sky, the originally cloudy sky had already been put into demand, and it was estimated that it would not rain. After thinking about it for a while, he nodded and said, "Go, join in the fun, and then pointed to a few women and said, "Don't call again"

The women glanced at each other, all thinking that he didn't want to reveal his identity. Yan Lan, the leader, said: "I understand, I don't call me senior, I call me sir." The women saluted at the same time, "I've seen sir." ”

Six delicate voices shouted to make people's bones crispy. Yue Qianchou shook his spirit, waved his hand and said, "Come on, come on!" threw out a flying sword and stepped on the sword.

His act of cooperating suddenly reduced the pressure on the women, and they couldn't help but cover their mouths and chuckle together, beating and beating their fists, pushing Fu Chun and Qin Jiaxing to leave.

The two guys were beaten and didn't care, laughing so much that they almost couldn't find the north, and happily chased after the boss with their swords. Just imagine, if it weren't for the boss, how could the female disciples of Yanyulou flirt with them and make the two of them so beautiful! These days are getting cooler and cooler day by day! It is really a happy life of casual cultivation.

The mountain pavilion was built on a hillside behind the ghost village. Beneath the hillside is a flat, low meadow.

At night, a large bonfire was lit in the middle of the meadow, and there were many small bonfires surrounded by several people. Loose cultivators come from all over the world, from all countries, but in fact, the boundaries between countries have no meaning to them.

Because they don't have any protection from the country they came from, they just haven't joined the scattered cultivation of any sect, and there are a few monks who come from sect backgrounds who can take them seriously. They are in the cultivation realm, like ants, wandering around alone, and there will be national boundaries in their eyes. While struggling to pursue immortality, he can only be drunk today and drunk tomorrow.

The bonfire roasted game, and the faces of those who approached them turned red. The smell of wine wafts in the wind, and the wind blows in the wilderness. There is also the singing of the wild road full of vicissitudes, and some people sing along with "a different style, wandering under the mountain pavilion."

When Yue Qianchou and a few people drove it, it immediately attracted the attention of many people. The key is the uniform costume of the six women in pink, which is too conspicuous here. Those who have a little knowledge know that this should be the person of Yanyu Building in Liunan's National Conditions Lake.

Yue Qianchou looked around in front of him, Fu Chun and Qin Jiaxing were on the left and right, and the six girls were behind the three of them. Many people recognized Yue Qianchou as the guy who was full of ruffians during the day, but everyone couldn't understand what it meant.

How could the people of Yanyu Building defend the three scattered cultivators? Yue Qianchou's identity suddenly made people figure it out, and he also looked tall in the eyes of everyone.

Many people's eyes showed envy, being able to associate with people from famous families was a matter of double face for Sanxiu. Usually, when there is a fight between loose cultivators, if the weak side reports who knows who the big faction knows, and the powerful side usually does not dare to be ruthless anymore.

"Fang Ming, who are these three guys!, looking at their thief-eyed appearances, how could they get mixed up with the people of Yanyu Building?" The person who said this was one of the people who talked back to Yue Qianchou during the day.

The five of them were around a bonfire, and the person known as Fang Ming was the young man who often played with the flute in his hand, and the bonfire found a hint of jealousy in his bright eyes. "Tsk, six female disciples of Yanyulou, if each of us can climb one, at least a hundred years less struggle. The words of the person on the side shaking his head and sighing made the jealousy in Fang Ming's eyes even thicker.

The cultivation realm is originally like this, if the casual cultivation can form a Taoist couple with the people of the famous sect, then it can be regarded as belonging to which sect, which is basically equivalent to ending the identity of the scattered cultivation. Usually, there are many female casual cultivators who marry into famous sects, while it is quite difficult for male casual cultivators to marry female disciples of famous sects.

Unless it is a stunningly talented character, one is to make famous factions look at it and want to recruit. The second is that the female disciples of famous families have taken a fancy to you, and they have to marry you in vain. Otherwise, the chances are very slim, because the relationship between men and women in the cultivation realm is very realistic, and for many people, if double cultivation can't help, they would rather cultivate alone, which will be less cumbersome.

There was a hint of surprise in Yue Qianchou's eyes when he looked around, he didn't expect to see such a different style in the cultivation realm, which was a bit interesting. He raised his hand lightly and said, "Get some firewood, and we'll also light a bonfire here to have a good time." ”

Fu Chun and Qin Jiaxing immediately flew to the mountains to look for firewood. The women were more attentive and immediately cleaned up the grass in place.

Just kidding, although they were born in Yanyu Building, they basically haven't even seen Yu Nantian's face, and if they want to see it, they will look at it from a distance, and they don't dare to look at it directly. Now that there is a master of the Transformation Stage who is equivalent to the cultivation of the patriarch, he must be attentive to him.

Yue Qianchou didn't pay attention to the eyes around him at all, although he also looked like a casual cultivator, but standing here seemed to stand out from the crowd. He looked gracefully at the hillside, and on the four-cornered pavilion on the hillside, I don't know when four incandescent lanterns were hung. The situation in the pavilion was clearly visible, and there was a one-armed old man sitting there alone, drinking alone with a jar of wine.