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"Why, don't you come in and sit down? I am very hospitable, old man."

The Venerable Good Man stood in front of the window, waved his sleeves, and the door opened without wind, as if waiting for the arrival of the guests.

The Venerable Good Man looked at the man in black standing quietly on the top of the tree. He had reached the Mahayana stage at the age of only three hundred years. Although he had the appearance of a middle-aged man, he would not keep peace even if he called himself an old man. In the later period, appearance became the second.

Xie Chenyuan landed lightly and stepped inside.

"Why don't Xie Jianjun take off his mask and meet each other frankly?" The Venerable Good Man Xu Chang stroked his beard and said with a smile.

"How can your lord be sure it's me?" Xie Chenyuan asked.

Xu Chang sat down and poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip slowly, and said, "Everyone has their own smell."

"There are people, and there are demons."

"And Xie Jianjun's smell." Xu Chang played with the teacup, seemingly unintentionally said: "It's very unique."

"It's... a ferocious and evil aura."

Xie Chenyuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Young man, calm down." Xu Chang changed the subject and asked with a smile: "What's the matter with Jianjun looking for me so late?"

"It's just passing by." Xie Chenyuan looked out of the window: "The moonlight is very beautiful tonight, so I happened to walk here."

"Mr. Jian is so elegant. I'm still admiring the moon at such a late hour, so I won't keep Mr. Jian." Xu Chang pretended not to see Xie Chenyuan's black clothes embroidered with gold and a silver mask, and after he asked people to leave, Suddenly he snorted.

It's just that I dare to come in front of him when I'm asking, if it's not...

Xie Chenyuan left Longyan Xiaozhu, turned his footsteps, concealed himself and went to Xu Yan's yard again.

Xie Chenyuan asked himself if there were any other advantages, but patience was excellent.

Not surprisingly, I saw Zheng Qingyan, the wife of the city lord, on Xu Yan's side.

It goes without saying that Aiko is eager.

Zheng Qingyan put the ancient spirit marrow in her son's hand, and earnestly told her: "Your bones are not good, mother's ancient spirit marrow is left to you, my uncle has always treated us very well, this marrow implies innate Reiki, you consume it as soon as possible, it is good for your body."

"Got it? And keep your eyes open in the future, don't be unable to walk when you see a pretty girl."

"Then Huanhuan was bewitched by someone. When Ruyu died, she also committed suicide. The person behind it must have some tricks. Yan'er, if you dare to tell other people about the Earth Sha Ten Fang Demon Slaying Formation in the mansion next time... Man, don't blame me for being rude to my mother."

Xu Yan lay on the bed with tears streaming down his face, and said in a miserable voice, "Got it, mother, do you think I still have the strength to get out of bed, my ass is about to be beaten to death by my dad...it really hurts..."

Xu Yan was lying on the pillow, weeping while talking, beside the pillow were two ancient spirit marrows.

"You are so ungrateful at such a young age, your father is doing this for your own good, and blocked you in advance. You have done such a big mistake, and you should be beaten." Zheng Qingyan patted Xu Yan on the back lightly. , hating iron but not steel: "Let's go first for mother, you have a good rest."

"Mother, go slowly." Xu Yan felt that his butt was about to hurt in two.

After Zheng Qingyan left, Xu Yan looked at the two ancient spirit marrows and ate one first.

"Hey, it's so fishy, ​​it smells weird. But mother said it will make people younger, so I don't know if it's true or not." Xu Yan said to himself: "Will I wake up as seventeen or eighteen? A young man who is [-] years old, alas, I am really embarrassed to think about it like this."

"After all, this young master is already handsome enough, no matter how young he is, he won't be able to fascinate many women."

Xie Chenyuan: "..."

This man is really good at boasting.

After Xu Yan fell asleep, Xie Chenyuan came in through the window, picked up the ancient spirit marrow silently, and looked at it carefully. He felt a little strange when he saw this ancient spirit marrow for the first time.

How rare is innate aura? He knew a thing or two from the head of Daomen.

The master has a Fengyue Begonia, which blooms on the top of the spiritual sea of ​​the Daomen, and it was bred by the spiritual energy of a thousand years. It is said that one petal can heal the flesh and bones, and it is created by heaven and earth. It is the beloved of the master.

Xie Chenyuan was lucky enough to meet him once when he was young.

The innate aura of purple lingers around the petals.

The aura there is dense and becomes a spiritual rain, dripping on the crabapple flowers, and when the spiritual mist drifts away, the Fengyue crabapple is like a cloud, extremely holy.

Xie Chenyuan felt that it was absurd that the innate aura was so rare, but the venerable good man could take three beads with a trace of innate aura in one breath.

He lowered his eyes to observe carefully, and found that although the ancient spirit marrow looked like a bead, it was actually soft, with uneven skin, and a ray of light purple innate aura was floating on the surface, and a faint smell of blood could be smelled carefully.

He couldn't help frowning slightly.

The Shangxie Sword suddenly became hot.

Yazi's red eyes flashed on the hilt of the sword.

Xie Chenyuan's fingertips moved slightly, and actually pinched a corner of the ancient spirit marrow. Amidst the aura overflowing, an unformed and unknown inner alchemy was connected to the inner wall of the ancient spirit marrow. The bright red lines trembled slightly like veins. with.

The hilt of Shangxie was even hotter, and Xie Chenyuan could almost feel its urgency to get out of its sheath.

Xie Chenyuan thought for a moment, then took out the thousand-colored butterfly from the Xumi ring, and let him smell the smell of the ancient spirit essence. The thousand-colored butterfly stayed on the owner's fingertips obediently, flapping its wings non-stop. Ambilight under fire.

The Thousand Colored Butterfly is a cocoon in the Sumeru ring, and after taking it out, it can transform into a butterfly.

From stillness to movement, but only a few breaths.

After breaking out of the cocoon and becoming a butterfly, it cannot be returned to the Sumi Ring. It is a rare disposable item, so Xie Chenyuan touched the wings of the thousand-colored butterfly cherishingly.

He stretched out his hand, and thousands of colorful butterflies flew out of the window.

The ancient spirit marrow was put back in place by him.

Just when Xie Chenyuan was about to go back to his room, the ground suddenly shook.

He looked up at the sky, in the dark night, there was a strange bird dragging its long feather tail to cut through the sky above Lingchuan City, a sharp bird song full of anger resounded through Lingchuan, and then a mass of black birds and beasts rushed towards the city lord's mansion .

The flames blazed up, and the sounds of panic rang out one after another.

No one could have imagined that the Yaozu would launch an attack at this moment.

Xie Chenyuan jumped onto the roof and stood with his sword in hand.

The three-eyed golden eagle flapped its huge wings and rushed towards him, the beak colliding with the tip of the sword made a sound of a golden sword.

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