Fengshen: Deduce the practice method at the beginning, scaring the sky

Those great masters who came to Chaoge only got news that the green beam of light appeared from Chaoge.

Where did it come from, they don't know.

So after they arrived at Chaoge, they could only use their own methods to find it.

But in the tavern where Ye Changqing is, everything is isolated from all detection methods.

Only the original induction of the top-grade spiritual root at that time can get the approximate direction.

No more specific.

In this way, a strange behavior appeared.

These prehistoric powers came to Chaoge, and most of the people who held their own identities didn't bother to ask the mortals in Chaoge, so naturally there was no way to find them.

The other part put down their body to consult the prehistoric power of mortals, and because the green beam of light that day was too huge.

Even the people in Chaoge didn't see where it came from.

The only direction they can guide is the scope of this part of Chaoge Tavern.

Relying on this method, these prehistoric powers spent almost five or six days in Chaoge before they finally found the door of Chaoge Tavern.

The Chaoge Tavern is the place where they deduce from all the information they have collected that there is the most likely abnormality.

It's really other places, too ordinary.

Ye Changqing's Chaoge tavern, in terms of spirituality alone, is extremely ordinary.

After you can use your spiritual consciousness, you will find another scene when you look at it with your naked eyes.

To understand it simply, Chaoge Tavern is just an ordinary tavern if you just use your divine sense to observe it.

Calculated, it is also an ordinary result.

But when you want to estimate Ye Changqing in the Chaoge Tavern, or look at the Tavern with the naked eye, you will show another attitude.

That's why it took some time for these great talents to find Chaoge Tavern.

In fact, the strength is too strong, when looking for things, subconsciously choose the method of spiritual consciousness.

Unexpectedly, Ye Changqing, the Chaoge tavern, is most afraid of his spiritual sense to check.

This is also what these prehistoric powers did not expect.

When they finally realized something was wrong, they entered Chaoge Tavern.

They looked at the people in the tavern, and suddenly felt that they shouldn't have come here.

Really, the people in this tavern are too scary!

Tongtian, Nuwa, Houtu!

These three great gods are staying in this tavern, and they are afraid that they have no fate with that vibrant thing.

The first batch of Da Neng who entered the tavern sighed one after another.

I was a little depressed in my heart, but everything came.

It won't be too good for them to leave empty-handed like this.

Seeing that these three great powers are eating and drinking in this tavern, I think the food and wine in this tavern are extremely delicious.

Why don't they come here for a little bit, to have a taste.

"Xiao Er, come to your place for the best wine!"

The middle-aged man in a blood-colored robe sat in the lobby, near the window, and shouted first.

There were too many great talents coming in, and the waiter in the shop couldn't get his hands out for a while.

The two shop pets, Su Daji and Jiujiu, saw how busy the shop was, and jumped off the front table one after another, took human form, and went up to help the waiter in the shop.

"Hi, guest, the best wine here is Immortal Drunken."

"If you want to drink Immortal Drunk, the shop needs to tell you some rules about Immortal Drunk in advance."

Su Daji held a palm-sized notebook in one hand and a Langhao pen in the other, walked up to the blood-robed man, and spoke with a light smile.

"rule?"

"Why, if you take a sip of your wine, you still have to behave."

The man in the blood robe was puzzled, and his tone became a little impatient.

If it weren't for the existence of two saints in this tavern, one comparable to a saint, he might have directly toppled the tavern.

It's just a small broken tavern in the world, and he dares to set rules for him.

I really don't know how to live or die!
The man was still about to say something, but out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw an old man in a black and red Taoist robe, asking the Shura clansman who was following him to run out with a small jar of wine in his arms.

Being both powerful in the wild, the man naturally recognized the old man as one of the three thousand guests in the world of mortals, the ancestor of Minghe.

"Could it be that there is something wrong with the wine in this tavern?"

The man watched Patriarch Styx let the Asura clansman he created run out with wine in his hands, with slight doubts in his eyes.

At the same time, he swallowed the words he was about to say.

After seeing all this clearly, it is not too late to decide what to do.

There are many people who have the same idea as the man.

There is no way, each of these great powers in the prehistoric world has lived for countless years.

Using a not-so-good adjective, these people can say yes, they are mature.

It would be fine if Patriarch Styx didn't move.

Now that some people have come out on their own initiative, why should they be in a hurry?

For a moment, everyone looked outside the tavern door, waiting for the result.

Su Daji saw that the man was not going to speak anymore, so she stood quietly and waited.

At the same time, the man of the Shura tribe finally stepped out of the tavern's envelope with one foot.

Then, a loud "boom" exploded in everyone's ears.

Amidst the loud noise, a streak of purple thunder suddenly struck down from the clear sky.

Lei Ting passed by, and there was only a smoking black skeleton left at the place where the Shura people were standing.

Then, under the eyes of everyone, the skeleton turned into smoke and was blown away by the wind little by little.

Seeing the fate of this Shura man, the great powers in the tavern, one by one, calmed down their emotions.

Even Patriarch Styx, who was holding another jug ​​of wine, froze in place.

After hesitating for a moment, he obediently returned to his previous seat.

"Old man, didn't you say that there is something urgent at home?"

"Why didn't you leave again?"

Jiujiu looked at the old man in front of him, with crooked eyebrows and a gentle smile.

Just now, after Jiujiu reminded Patriarch Minghe, seeing that Patriarch Minghe was not going to obey, he stepped back and let Patriarch Minghe leave.

"Hahaha, I'm old, and I feel stiff all over after sitting here for a long time."

"Why don't you just stand up and walk around, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay."

"You go down."

Patriarch Minghe was silent for a moment, and wanted to slap the little monster in front of him to death.

But in my mind, I couldn't help but recall the scene I just saw.

For a moment, Patriarch Styx dared not do anything.

The only thing he hopes now is that the death of the Shura clan will not be counted on him, and he will be blacklisted.

In that case, his loss would be too great.

"Who is this, making the sound?"

Ye Changqing, who slept until noon, finally got up from the bed, listened to the sound outside, yawned, and asked Jiujiu who came trotting over.

Why don't they have a long memory one by one?