"Brother Yu, give me two copper plates, I'll buy a sugar slot to eat, just one!" A round-faced young man looked at the tall and thin young man beside him expectantly.

Although he knew that it was almost impossible, he couldn't help but ask tentatively when he saw the steaming sugar horn and swallowed his saliva.

"Little fat man!" The tall and thin boy suddenly grabbed the round-faced boy's shoulders and shook it: "You are really a little fat man, you are still alive!"

"Brother Yu, I'm really a little fat man!What's wrong with you?" The round-faced young man seemed to be taken aback, and reached out to touch Yang Yu's forehead.

Yang Yu, who was still calculating the purchase of spirit grass seeds just now, why did he suddenly become a demonic barrier?

"Little fat man, you're still alive, it's great! Do you want to eat sugar slots?" Yang Yu showed ecstasy, and took out a handful of copper coins from his arms, there were more than a dozen of them: "Take it, buy sugar slots, buy as many as you want!"

When the round-faced young man saw these copper coins, his face turned pale in an instant, and he had always deducted the money into the crack of the door, and he hated that Yang Yu, who couldn't break a copper plate into two halves, what happened today?

"Brother Yu, I don't want it, I won't eat it again!" The little fat man cried with a sad face: "Don't drive me away, I won't eat sugar slots in the future!"

Looking at the little fat man's crying face, Yang Yu was suddenly a little confused!

"No, could it be that this is an illusion?" Yang Yu raised the corners of his eyebrows slightly, when the little fat man died, he was in his thirties, why is he still fifteen or sixteen years old?

Yang Yu looked around, this is a very prosperous market, surrounded by pedestrians, all kinds of goods are dazzling.

"Toyama Town Market?" Yang Yu couldn't help but shout.

This bazaar has long been occupied by fifth-order desolate beasts, how could he appear here?

Yang Yu looked at himself again, coarse cloth clothes, a pair of rough little hands, and a cyan bamboo basket in his hand.

"Could it be that he was reborn?" Yang Yu couldn't believe it.

I was obviously lost in the chaos formation, how did I return to my youth.

Could it be that God has given himself another chance to be born again?

Yang Yu couldn't help but hahadaxiao.

It's good to be alive!

"Brother Yu, what's wrong with you?

Yang Yu looked at the round-faced young man and hugged him tightly into his arms: "You are not wrong in anything, you are my good brother, and you will always be my good brother." ”

"Buy all this money into sugar slots!" Yang Yu took out a money bag from his arms and handed it to the little fat man.

The little fat man had a frightened look on his face: "Feather ...... Brother Yu, this is the money that the Luoyun Sect used to purchase blue-and-white grass seeds, how dare you ......"

"If you want to buy it, you can buy it, spend it all, don't leave a single child, otherwise I want you to look good, after you buy it, come to the refining room to find me!" After Yang Yu finished speaking, he turned around and left.

"The refining room, that's where only the elders can go......"

"Wait for me outside!" Yang Yu said without looking back.

The little fat man gritted his teeth: "Buy! Brother Yu said to buy, I will buy it!"

The allure of sugar slots is too great.

..............................

Even Yang Yu himself couldn't believe that he was actually reborn.

And to be reborn on a very special day.

Tomorrow, there will be a catastrophe of heaven and earth, the spiritual eye will erupt, the spiritual spring will burst, countless ancient desolate beasts will descend, and the entire cultivation realm will be devastated.

Countless mortals and monks will die in this catastrophe.

In the previous life, Yang Yu was awakened by the catastrophe in his sleep, and saw that the desolate beasts devoured a large number of monks, and he survived by luck.

And his loved ones have not been heard from since, and by the time Yang Yu has enough ability to find them, he has long since disappeared.

Yang Yu lived in Shijie for decades in this catastrophe, from a mortal to a foundation building monk.

But in the end, he died in the chaos formation.

Yang Yu at this moment is an outer disciple of the Luoyun Sect.

The Luoyun Sect is a well-known sect of immortal cultivation, and it is extremely strict in accepting disciples, and only people with excellent qualifications or backgrounds can enter the inner gate.

As an outer disciple, Yang Yu can only deal with some chores, to put it bluntly, that is, he is a slave to those inner disciples.

The little fat man, named Meng Haoran, was from the same village as Yang Yu, the two had been close since childhood, and they were selected as the outer disciples of the Luoyun Sect together, although the two were only outer disciples, but the two never gave up cultivation.

The little offering that the two of them had every month was kept by Yang Yu, and he saved it up to buy cultivation things for the two of them.

............

Yang Yu looked at the sun, it was only more than two hours before sunset, and once the night fell, the catastrophe of heaven and earth would erupt.

The spiritual power of the Falling Cloud Sect is strong, and a large number of desolate beasts will gather here.

Especially on the first night, the group of desolate beasts that came out of nowhere would desperately attack places with strong spiritual power, and even the Jindan Stage Ancestor of the Luoyun Sect died in the mouth of the desolate beasts.

If you don't prepare early, you may not be able to survive as lucky as in the previous life. The range of the Luoyun Sect can reach hundreds of miles, and with Yang Yu's current cultivation, he can't leave this place of right and wrong no matter what, so he must find a place nearby to avoid the calamity.

Yang Yu's parents are still in the mountain village two hundred miles away, where the mountains and rivers are poor, and at the beginning of the catastrophe, there will be no wild beasts to go, but within a month, Yang Yu must rush back, otherwise the beasts will pass by, and everything will be regretted.

After a while, Yang Yu returned to the Luoyun Sect.

The gorgeous mountain gate and the towering pavilion make Yang Yu feel like a world away.

But soon, Yang Yu left all this behind, because Yang Yu had more important things to do.

According to the experience of the previous life, Yang Yu groaned slightly, and soon had an arrangement in his heart:

First of all, you should choose a place where your spiritual power is thin and strong. The spiritual power is thin, and it can avoid the attack of high-level desolate beasts. And the sturdy is to prevent low-level desolate beasts.

There are many places in the Falling Cloud Sect that can meet this condition, but the only place that can be used by Yang Yu is the refining room of the Falling Cloud Sect.

The refining room is full of fire, but the spiritual power is thin, and it is far away from the core area of the Luoyun Sect, and there is a very important point, there is a long-flowing clear spring in the refining room, which can solve the problem of water sources.

In addition, the most important thing for Yang Yu at the moment is the spirit stone. No matter what time it is, spirit stones are extremely precious. Yang Yu is only a disciple of an outer sect, and at most he has some silver money on his body, and it is difficult for Lingshi to see him.

In his mind, Yang Yu combed through his memories, and finally thought of a vicious battle after the catastrophe of the previous life:

After the catastrophe descended and the desolate beasts retreated, countless low-level monks poured out to search for the treasures left by the sect.

Among them, the battle for the storage bag of the deacon's hall was the most tragic, with hundreds of dead and wounded, and the monk who finally got the storage bag found that there were only a hundred spirit stones.

Now it is not long before the sunset, and this deacon hall should have exactly a hundred spirit stones.

Yang Yu naturally wouldn't wait until the catastrophe came before coming to fight, now that he knew this information, let's see if he could borrow this hundred spirit stones first!

Soon, Yang Yu came to the deacon's hall, and there was a white-robed Qi cultivation period monk who was closing his eyes and recuperating.

"Meet Senior Brother Deacon!" Yang Yu bowed.

"You're an outer disciple, what are you doing here?" the Qi cultivation cultivator opened his eyes, glanced at Yang Yu, and said with some impatience.

"Senior Brother Deacon, I came this time to obey Uncle Liu's orders!" Yang Yu's tone did not change in the slightest.

"Uncle Liu?" When the foundation building monk heard this, his eyes immediately opened, and his expression changed slightly.

This Uncle Liu, named Liu Changchun, is a monk in the late stage of foundation building, stationed in the Spirit Grass Garden of the Luoyun Sect all day long, although he does not ask about the world, but his cultivation is extremely high, I heard that he is about to condense the golden pill in the near future, and become the second Jindan stage ancestor in the Luoyun Sect.

In the Luoyun Sect, it can be said that this person is the first person under the Qingyun Ancestor.

Not to mention Uncle Liu, who ranked second, even if it was an ordinary foundation building period cultivator, it was an unattainable existence for them Qi cultivation period cultivators.

"What instructions does Uncle Liu have?" The attitude of the Qi cultivation period monk has improved a lot.

"Uncle Liu asked me to take a hundred spirit stones!" When he said this, although Yang Yu's face was unwavering, he was already a little nervous in his heart.

"What, a hundred spirit stones?" The Qi cultivation period cultivator was startled, this is not a small amount, and now he has only such a hundred spirit stones here, except for him, I am afraid that only the sect master knows.

Since Yang Yu was able to say it without thinking about it, it naturally surprised the monk a little.

"Uncle Liu said, there are only a hundred spirit stones in the library today, let me take them all. Yang Yu touched it in his arms and took out a small golden sign: "This is Uncle Liu's token, he said that if there is that unbelievable person who is not long-eyed, you can go to him and question him face to face." ”

This token was just obtained by Yang Yu today, and it was used as a voucher to purchase spirit grass seeds. However, this Qi cultivation period cultivator didn't know, he only knew that this thing belonged to Uncle Liu. His brow furrowed.

"Since Senior Brother doesn't believe it, then go and confront me for a while!" Yang Yu picked up the token and made a gesture to leave.

"Senior Brother Yang, why bother?" When the Qi Cultivation Stage monk heard this, he hurriedly said, "Where can I suspect Senior Uncle Liu?"

Yang Yu sneered and said, "I suggest that Senior Brother give the spirit stone to Uncle Liu with me, so I don't think I'm greedy for ink in it." When the time comes, I will report all this to Uncle Liu!"

To be honest, this Qi cultivation period cultivator did have this idea, but after hearing Yang Yu's words, he immediately dispelled this idea.

sent it in person, obviously extremely distrustful of Uncle Liu.

The Spirit Grass Garden is not something that anyone can enter. He looked at Yang Yu's words, and there was a hint of envy in his eyes: "It seems that the rumor that Senior Uncle Liu appreciates some outer disciples is actually true. ”

"Senior Brother Yang, I was joking with you just now, what Uncle Liu explained, I still doubt it?" The Qi Cultivation Stage Cultivator's face was immediately full of smiles, and he hesitated for a moment before handing a storage bag to Yang Yu.

He secretly thought in his heart, this Yang Yu is an outer disciple, and he doesn't have any spiritual power, so the storage bag can't be opened.

Besides, if Yang Yu really lied about it, he would soon be exposed, and it was also common for monks in the foundation building period to send people to fetch spirit stones, but it would be summarized once a month, and once there was anything wrong in the middle, it would be known at a glance.

Being able to become an outer disciple is also a matter of Guangzong Yaozu, and it is impossible for Yang Yu to even lose his own and his family's lives because of a hundred spirit stones.

Also, there are only a hundred spirit stones in this tent, only the sect master and himself know, Yang Yu is a disciple of an outer sect, can tell this secret, and also took out Uncle Liu's spirit grass garden token, there should be no doubts.

"Then there is Senior Brother Deacon Lao!" Yang Yu took the storage bag, put it in his arms, and walked deeper into the Luoyun Sect without looking back.

Yang Yu just grasped the psychology of the other party's fear, and advanced step by step, first taking out Uncle Liu's name and tokens, and then the secret that there were only a hundred spirit stones on the account, Zuihou directly asked this Qi cultivation period disciple to confront Uncle Liu.

No Qi cultivation period cultivator would dare to confront his uncle in the foundation building period.

This secret, Yang Yu only needs to cover it up for a few hours.

By tomorrow, the entire shijie will be in chaos, who will confront the whereabouts of these hundred spirit stones?