The silent system of the Lord God of Quick Transmigration shed tears

The overflowing power made many onlookers salivate.

This mountain is called Dry Mountain, and its aura is barren, which further sets off the magic weapon of Wanqi Suye, which is hard to find in the world.

"Master, if you want to leave, you should leave earlier." Yan Zhiyu said, tugging at Wan Teng Suye's sleeve.

Compared with Wan Cheng Su Ye, he is more like an expert who does not stir up dust, making people think that being three feet away from him is blasphemy.

There have long been rumors among the female cultivators on the Qianyuan Continent that they would be willing to die if they were able to get close to the Master Yan in the Sanchi Pavilion.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Wan Qi Su Ye stood with his hands behind his back, his sleeves being pulled by Yan Zhi Yu, like a child afraid of getting lost and afraid to separate from adults.

Yan Zhiyu's nails are very long, scratching the patterns on the fabric one after another, with small nostalgic movements, let Wanqi Suye find a sense of belonging in this world again.

This is his world.

It's just that Yan Zhiyu is so cold in the eyes of others, it's hard to see that he will rely on him so much.

"Yeah." Yan Zhiyu said.

"Then let's go." Wan Cheng Su Ye said.

The mountain was surrounded by monks, and they were amazed that there was only one Ascension Immortal in such a remote place.

"Renren Yan! Master Yan Pavilion! I adore Yan Zhenren for his high talents, and I am willing to join the Sanchi Pavilion and do the work of dogs and horses for Yan Zhenren!" A Mahayana cultivator rushed out of the crowd and stood in front of Yan Zhiyu. The first half kneeled down.

Wan Teng Suye looked at the direct cultivator, and then at the calm Yan Zhiyu.

Yan Zhiyu's eyes moved: "Have you met me?"

"I was severely injured by the enemy in front of the Fengfenglou. It was you who bought a pill for me in the Fengfenglou. It saved my name and made me what I am today."

Wan Cheng Suye interjected: "If you thank Yan Zhiyu so much, why don't you go to Sanchi Pavilion and wait for him?"

"Sanchi Pavilion is located in a dangerous place, and Fangyuan has set up restrictions, even if you are a cultivator, you can't easily enter."

Yan Zhiyu thought about it, he had gone to the Fengfeng Tower too many times, and the number of people he had helped and rescued was unclear, but he still had a slight impression, and he said nonchalantly: "No need, if you think about who is good, just Think about capturing the wind tower."

"I made the elixir, and I agreed to sell it to Qinfenglou, and Qinfenglou was willing to give up one, it was their generosity."

Fengfenglou is the largest merchant on the Qianyuan Continent. From needles and threads to cloth heads, to medicines and magic weapons, and even human life, as long as you have money, you can buy and sell them.

The price is very fair, but the more precious the item you buy, the more stringent requirements will follow.

As long as it is what the customer wants, even Feng Yezhuo will sell it to you.

Wan Cheng Suye heard them say: "Go back, go back, what do you think my apprentice can do to you? Cultivate hard and do more good deeds."

Wan Teng Suye always feels weird when he guides people to be kind.

What was even more strange than Wan Teng Suye was Yan Zhiyu. After retreating, the master's precept of not being stained with mundane affairs was broken.

"Let's go." Wan Tu Suye touched his nose.

Fengfenglou is best at chasing wind and shadows. When Jieyun appears here, someone will send the news to the owner of Qifenglou Qifeng as soon as possible.

So many monks were there, watching Wan Qi Su Ye and Yan Zhi Ku go away.

Xifenglou took the initiative to rob people, but it was still a step too late, and people had already been brought into Sanchi Pavilion by Yan Zhiyu.

The restriction outside the Sanchi Pavilion has been in place for hundreds of years, and it is finally time to play its true role.

That's right, when the Sanchi Pavilion set up these restrictions in the first place, it was not those wandering soldiers who were guarding against, the Zhuofenglou, the Zhongmiaomen, and the Danding faction, but the people Yan Zhiyu wanted to stop outside the door.

If Wanqi Suye was not in the Sanchi Pavilion, Yan Zhiyu would sweep the couch to welcome him, but Wanqi Suye was in the Sanchi Pavilion, and Yan Zhiyu's exclusive little thoughts were at work, even if he knew that the seniors had handed over the greeting cards, he would pretend to be deaf The dumb waits for the deaf and blind Wanqi to have fun day and night.

Talking about Zhuofenglou, Zhongmiaomen, and Danding faction is a bit big, but to put it simply, it is Qifeng, the master of Zhuofenglou, Wuwei, the head of Zhongmiaomen, and Xushangyan, the head of Danding faction.

It was the person Yan Zhiyu didn't want to let in.

Of the four apprentices taught by Wan Teng Suye, three established sects, one had a wealth of wealth, and all of them were brilliant.

It's just that this indifferent master doesn't remember himself. Now that he thinks about his little apprentice Yan Zhiyu being the owner of the Sanchi Pavilion, he is already honored.

"Master, stay at ease. This mountain is a fairy mountain with abundant spiritual power where the Sanchi Pavilion is located. You will place your cave here." Yan Zhiyu said.

The disciples from the Sanchi Pavilion came over in a hurry and said that the master of Xifeng asked to see him. Yan Zhiyu covered his disciple's mouth and gave orders.

From now on, I will pretend to be a person from the Sanchi Pavilion and go to the empty building. There is no one in the mountain gate. Anyone who comes to ask for a visit will say that they are not there. They will make up nonsense, but no matter who comes to ask for a visit, they will not be there. Let them go back.

As Yan Zhiyu said, he led Wanqi to visit the green mountains and green waters of the Sanchi Pavilion all night long, admiring the beautiful flowers in the yard, wanting to burn, leisurely and leisurely.

Is the owner of Xifeng such an easy person to deal with?

The owner of the Sanchi Pavilion is not here, right? Let others take care of the Fengfeng Building, if he can't go up to the Sanchi Pavilion, he will stay at the foot of the mountain and wait for the rabbit.

Regardless of his guarding, he also sent letters to Zhongmiaomen and Danding faction.

But in half a day, the dusty inaction and the smoke from the market also came.

A frightening battle was blocked under the fairy gate.

He also sent people to see him every day.

"I already asked someone to go to Dry Mountain to see it. The cave has been moved away, and I also asked someone to ask. Master succeeded in ascension." Market Yan said.

"Master is about to ascend, and he never told you and me. Instead, Yan Zhiyu went there early. No wonder Master is willing to follow him back to Sanchi Pavilion." Wuwei said.

"I think Yan Zhiyu touched it by himself, and happened to meet Master Du Jie. Even if Master really only wants to stay with Yan Zhiyu, I still need Master to tell me, tell me to get out and I'll get out again."

"Tsk..." Wuwei is a big brother, and the other two still need to listen to what he said: "They are both big and big, so we should be more decisive in doing things. The three of us join hands, can't we win the Sanchi Pavilion?"

There are magic circles around the Sanchi Pavilion, and the seven-kill sword formation in it can really kill people.

Wan Tong Suye is not a person who relies on the old and sells the old. When Yan Zhiyu insisted on coming to accompany him, he would also ask a few thoughtful questions about the sect's affairs.

Yan Zhiyu told the truth, saying that it was all handed over to his disciples.

After experiencing those worlds, Wan Cheng Suye is not someone who has never cared about things. Although the strong are respected, if he always acts as a shopkeeper, his foundation will inevitably be shaken.

Wan Cheng Suye could only persuade: "The big ones in the sect still need you to take care of them."

Yan Zhiyu felt guilty, but his face was not shaken at all: "Master, the Sanchi Pavilion is different from the general sects, the sect is full of my confidants, so it's okay."

Wan Cheng Suye still didn't believe it.

Turning his eyes, Yan Zhiyu said again: "It's not just me, all the Miaomen, the Danding School, and the Fengfeng Tower are also like this."

"Really?" Wan Qi Su Ye asked.

"En." Yan Zhiyu nodded.

"Why don't I go and have a look." Wan Cheng Suye thought about it, went to some places, maybe he could remember a little more.

After all, it was his native world, every mountain, every river, every plant and every tree, even the wind blowing on his face was familiar.

"No!" Yan Zhiyu said.

Wan Teng Suye looked at him in surprise, Yan Zhiyu had always been obedient to him, and obeyed: "Why not."

Whether it works or not, there must always be an explanation.

Yan Zhiyu stammered: "Well... just..."

"If you can't explain clearly, I'm going down the mountain now." Wan Cheng Suye said.

"I'll accompany you." Yan Zhiyu said.

Yan Zhiyu thought, the three brothers are now guarding the Sanchi Pavilion, they left the Sanchi Pavilion and went to the Zhongmiaomen or the Danding School, both of which were transferred from the mountain.

If he went to the Fengfeng Tower, as long as he was careful not to be discovered, no one else would know Wanqi Suye.

Thinking about it this way, Yan Zhiyu felt that it was safer to go out than to be caught in the jar of Sanchi Pavilion.

"Do you want to leave?" Yan Zhiyu looked at him with a clear conscience.

He just has a clear conscience.

The senior brothers are working together on the surface, but in fact they are colluding, and they all have the plan in their hearts to let the master follow them back to the sect.

Wan Teng Suye didn't know why, but always felt that he saw a sneaky aura in Yan Zhiyu.

It seemed that he had done something wrong and was in a hurry to hide it.

When he really set off, Wan Teng Suye didn't want to be in a hurry, and walked with Yan Zhiyu on the road, like a mortal dude with a small follower.

The two of them walked together, and they had seen a lot of moving scenery, but the three little tails dangling behind them.

"Zhiyu." Wan Qi Su Ye called out, wanting to explain to him the matter of the three people behind him. Ascension to the True Immortal, Wan Qi Su Ye was the only one who searched the Qianyuan Continent. To Wanqi Suye's head.

I just don't know if it's an enemy or a friend, so I want to ask.

While the little follower is in a trance, Wan Teng Suye can figure it out, Yan Zhiyu looks upright and brilliant, but he has the problem of being in a daze.

"Zhiyu." Wan Cheng Suye shook his shoulder.

"Ah..." Yan Zhiyu recovered.

Well, Wan Tong Suye didn't seem to ask him what he was thinking, don't guess what the boy was thinking, but just smiled and said: "The market here is so lively."

Right in front of you is the boundary of the Fengfeng Building, where shops are lined up.

"Master, this is the site of the Fenglou. The Fenglou is the largest school in the area, followed by the Earth Immortal Altar. It is also a big sect, but it is not as popular as the Fenglou." Yan Zhiyu said.

Many shops have signs of Fengfeng Building.

"Master, if you like something, remember to tell me." Yan Zhiyu paused, blushing on his face: "Let the disciples honor you well."

There is a rich and powerful apprentice, Wan Cheng Suye can only accept his filial piety: "Okay."

Everything bought and sold in the market is tasteless compared to Wanqi Suye's true immortal cultivation.

He touched a tassel, thinking that it would look good on a jade pendant.

The shopkeeper is already planning to wrap it up for him.

"Wait!" A young man came into the shop, "I want this tassel."

The owner was a little embarrassed: "But this customer has already taken a fancy to it."

"So what if you like it, I am the senior brother of the Immortal Altar."

The young man raised his head and said, as if waiting for someone to bow down and give him the tassel.

Once upon a time, there was another incident of deja vu, and the result of that person was not very good.