Lord Fox, don't run

Qing Yang chased after the place where the spiritual power fluctuated, he flew in the air, and it didn't take long to arrive at a corner of a broken city wall in Yan Kong City.

There are not many people here, and most of them are places where embarrassed homeless people live together.It was pitch black all around, but it was not difficult for the Nascent Soul strongman.That wave of spiritual power was nearby, but there was no way to capture it instantly.Because Qing Yang discovered that there is more than one spiritual fluctuation in this area, that is to say, in such a city, there are more than a dozen cultivators, and they are basically building foundations!

It is not surprising that there are monks in the secular world, but generally they will not exceed the sixth level of Qi training. Once they exceed it, they will all go to the realm of cultivation.After all, compared with the secular world, the cultivation world is more prosperous.

There are more than a dozen foundation-building monks in such a city, which is weird no matter how you look at it!

Qing Yang walked towards the front, and could vaguely see a group of black figures in front of him, unlike those who were curled up in the corner, but standing upright in front.

After Qing Yang took two or three steps forward, the other party seemed to notice his existence, and looked towards this side vigilantly.

"Who?"

It was a slightly shrill male voice with a very high pitch, which hurt people's eardrums.This sharp voice made Qing Yang, who was sensitive to hearing, frown.

He walked towards that person slowly, without saying a word, but his eyes under the bamboo hat firmly resisted the vigilant black shadow.

Qing Yang didn't speak, but the person on the opposite side obviously fell into panic and didn't speak, but just listened to the sound of Qing Yang's soft boots stepping on the soil.

It was like the tranquility before the storm, both of them locked on to each other's position, and after Qing Yang intentionally narrowed the distance, they saw the opposite person clearly through the ray of moonlight.

Qing Yang doesn't know how to describe this scene. This place is close to the city wall, which is different from the bustling night market. This place looks like a damp place.At the corner of the wall, there were still a few corpses with livid faces and no signs of life.

And standing in front of him was a young man, who looked a little coquettish.His slender figure and enchanting face made him look like a fairy.That pair of black and white winking eyes always unconsciously seduce people's hearts, and the lips are not even bright, making them especially pitiful.

But the most shocking thing is the young man's left hand. There is nothing on the exposed wrist.In this way, he was exposed to the air more like a stick, bluffing people tightly.

The young man was looking at the man in front of him with a complicated expression. He was dressed gorgeously, and he was walking around with this bamboo hat in the middle of the night.The point is that he doesn't seem to be affected by the bamboo hat, and the wind blows under his feet when he walks, just like a normal person.

"Who are you? Why are you here?"

The coquettish young man stared at the person in front of him, but he took half a step back calmly.He was sure that this weird young man was definitely not simple, and his unknown strength made his whole body tense up.

"You speak first."

Qing Yang just wants to know why they are here. The secular world is not an existence that can be touched by the cultivation world. This is the rule defined by the major cultivation a long time ago.It's hard to imagine if this rule was broken...

"Heh, who are you! How can I tell you! Little brother, I advise you, be careful to leave here, this city is not easy."

The shrill voice of the coquettish youth made people's eardrums hurt, and the contempt and warning in that tone were fully revealed.Such an attitude made Qing Yang frowned. It seemed that he was really a coincidence, and he discovered some secrets hidden in the secular world after wandering around.

"Hello! What are you majoring in?"

However, just as Qing Yang frowned, the young man in front of him who was originally very hostile to him suddenly started talking.Qing Yang didn't know why, so she thought for a moment and said:

"Casual repair."

Loose cultivators have no sects, no skills, just people who are dedicated to cultivating immortals but have no influence.Generally, this kind of person is either a strong man or a good-for-nothing. Obviously, Qing Yang's appearance has nothing to do with the latter.

"Loose cultivator, hmph, you are quite capable. Why are you here?"

The young man who had calmed down narrowed his winking eyes slightly, those black pupils looked at Qing Yang, the eyes shone with luster, carrying an astonishing sense of beauty under the shroud of night.

"You are the second level of Foundation Establishment."

Qing Yang's understatement suddenly shattered all the calmness that the young man had shown just now.He just squinted his eyes to look at Qing Yang, and slightly clenched his fist with his right hand.

"Why are you still in the secular world?"

Qing Yang looked at the young man in front of him, he was very beautiful, under the blessing of the night, this beauty was even more intoxicating than his face.But this beauty always reveals a weird feeling!

When the young man was asked such a question, he was obviously confused for a moment.He blinked and looked at Qing Yang in front of him, and then he realized that this strange man wearing a bamboo hat was asking him why he still stayed in the secular world with his foundation building cultivation.

"Hahaha, is the cultivation world good? Those monks don't know what the secular world is hiding!"