I open a restaurant in Xiujie
Chapter 116
Soon came the second day.
Young disciples with skeletal ages under [-] from Yunhaizong all came. They set up a battle platform halfway up the mountain in front of Yunhaizong. Xuanjing was used as a screen, bronze pillars, and a faint fire was burning on the top. It's much more formal, and it's obviously a real move.
Che Yunwen was invited to watch the competition, and sat on the high platform with a reluctant expression: "Oh, what are you doing? Yesterday I just said that, just to coax my apprentice, it's time to leave, leave Alright."
The elders of the Yunhai Sect looked at each other and thought, hehe, are you afraid?
How can there be such a reason to run away after winning the battle!
They couldn't get down like that yesterday, but today, no matter what, let the Yushuimen guy have a taste of that.
A group of people sat down and began to watch the competition with their own thoughts.
The elders of the Yunhai Sect were calm and relaxed, and while they were watching, they asked the maid to serve tea, and the green tea was rippling in the jade cup.
They handed the teacup to Che Yunwen, and said with a smile: "Come, try our Yunhai Sect's specialty, Xuanming tea."
Che Yunwen took the teacup, but didn't drink it, and just put it aside gently.
His gaze did not leave the battle stage for a moment, and this expression fell into the eyes of the elders of the Yunhai Sect, which was naturally a sign of fear, so he gestured to each other from the corner of the eye, and they all showed tacit smiles.
Then they heard: "Bang!"
"Ouch!"
"what--!"
On the battle stage, the spiritual light burst forth, the flying vines opened their teeth and claws, and the emerald green spiritual power flew like a sharp blade.
The disciples they had high hopes for were all blown away by the vines, and grinned when they landed, as if those vines had turned into strange dodders, deeply rooted in their meridians, absorbing spiritual power.
The elders: "..."
Qiongqing sat on a dark green vine.
The vines supported him in the air, and the young man's feet dangled freely in the air. When the breeze passed by, the hem of the green clothes swept over, revealing a white and clean ankle, slender, as if it could not be grasped.
But it was these two feet that kicked hard on the chests of Yun Haizong's disciples just now, and when they were pressed down violently, it was like a mountain pressing down on the top, making it difficult for all the disciples to resist.
"Oh, I haven't used my strength yet, why are you so careless?"
Qiongqing smiled brightly, sitting on the vine with her chin lazily propped up, the sun shining on her long hair like a waterfall, shining brightly.
Like a goblin from a mountain valley.
Che Yunwen scolded again with a stern face: "You villain, what are you talking about?"
"You can win easily, but Yun Haizong saw that we were guests from afar, so he didn't invite the really powerful disciples out."
After finishing speaking, he turned around and gave a salute to the elders, as if apologetic: "Everyone, I'm sorry, I have spoiled this poor disciple. Today is just right, and I also want to trouble everyone who is a really powerful disciple of the Yunhai Sect. Please come out and teach me a lesson, let him know that there are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky."
Elders: "..."
They've hired them, they've really hired them!
The elders of Yunhai Sect felt like they were sitting on pins and needles, and suddenly felt that the Xuanming tea in their hands was no longer fragrant, so they put down the tea cups one after another and tried hard to think of countermeasures.
Instead, Che Yunwen picked up the teacup.
He lifted the lid of the cup, took a deep breath, then gently blew off the scum on the surface, and drank lightly.
The tea buds are blossoming, green like emeralds, the entrance is full of fragrance, and there is spiritual power to continuously nourish the meridians.
Che Yunwen's eyes brightened slightly, and he smiled at the elders of Yunhaizong: "Good tea, really good tea."
Elders: "..."
Elders: "Ahem, it's delicious...you should drink more..."
Leaving Che Yunwen behind for tea, the elders sent a few people to ask for help.
They dare not tell the matter to the elders at a higher level, otherwise it will appear that they are too useless to handle such a small matter well.
We still have to find some more powerful people to maintain the majesty of Yun Haizong!
Ever since, people came one after another.
...was also knocked into the air one after another.
Neat and uniform, like cutting leeks.
The faces of the elders became more and more bitter, while the big devil Qiongqing sat on the vine dangling his calves, and Che Yunwen sat on the high platform and drank tea slowly, from early morning to noon, and then to dusk.
Che Yunwen suspected that he would drink up all the tea these elders had saved up over the years, because the eyes of those elders looking over were no longer peaceful, but green like hungry wolves.
The elders were also puzzled.
Where did this strange young man come from, why can't he be defeated?
Obviously many times, they saw that "Xiaoqing" was sweating from the forehead, the vines were shaking, and he looked like he was about to exhaust his physical strength, but when they sent people up again with hope, they were still defeated, defeated, and defeated.
How did they know that Qiongqing's appearance was all fake.
The big demon at the top of his body, pretending to beat these little kids, isn't it the same as playing.
Seeing that the sky was getting dark and the tea was finished, the faces of the elders were extremely ugly, Che Yunwen and Qiongqing looked at each other from a distance, their thoughts were similar, and they should be able to proceed to the next step.
Up to this moment, almost all Yun Haizong's disciples under thirty had been beaten up by Qiongqing.
Putting down the teacup, Che Yunwen sighed repeatedly, and suddenly pointed out: "By the way, I heard that the Young Master of the Yunhai Sect is extremely talented, rare in a thousand years, and he is the youngest golden core in our Qixia Realm."
"I am in Qingzhou, where the sky is high and the water is far away, but I often hear about his deeds, and I have always yearned for him."
The elders suddenly changed expression.
Che Yunwenquan pretended not to see it, and after finishing the second half of the sentence on his own, his eyes flickered slightly, and the end of his voice rose slightly.
"I don't know where this young suzerain is now. If you have spare time, can you take some time to give me a little advice for this wretch?"
……
"What, someone wants to compete with me?"
On the top of Yunhaizong Mountain, surrounded by clouds and mists, with a breeze blowing in all directions, on a small vermilion building with carved railings and jade, a young man in white sat at the desk, pursed his lips and smiled.
"It's really interesting." He played with the wine bottle in his palm, "You're causing trouble on my Yunhai Sect's territory, and you're even naming names to compete with the Young Sect Master?"
"Who gave them the guts?"
The servant who delivered the message bowed his head and stood aside, and waited for his young master to drink a whole pot of wine before probing: "Young master, are you going or not?"
"nonsense."
Cheng Huan rolled his eyes and threw the wine bottle on the table with a cold voice.
"Of course not."
Servant: "???"
"Hasn't that person already defeated many Jindan Late Stages?"
Leaning on the back, Cheng Huan hugged his arms and shook his head again and again: "I'm only in the middle stage of the golden core. If I go to the stage, if I am also kicked away by him, where will I put my face as the young suzerain?"
The servant looked at him bitterly: "But young master, if you don't show up, the entire Yunhai Sect will lose face."
Cheng Huan pursed his lips, snorted and said, "Don't talk big to me, there are so many talented people in the sect, it doesn't matter who they go to."
Besides, it doesn't matter if Yun Haizong loses face, it's not as important as Cheng Huan's own face.
Under the clear sky, with the wind and waves blowing, Cheng Huan Shiran sat at the table without any intention of moving his butt.
He raised his hand and poured himself another glass of good wine. After drinking it in one gulp, he let out a long and comfortable breath, waved to the side repeatedly, and told him, "In the future, don't bother me with such crap."
"Isn't my father the suzerain, you look for him, look for him."
Anyway, even if the sky falls, Dad will stop him.
He just needs to be a comfortable young suzerain and enjoy the admiration and admiration of other disciples.
The servant's face was as bitter as a bitter gourd, and he didn't dare to say anything, so he could only stand aside and watch his young suzerain drink happily.
Fortunately, not long after, another disciple came.
It was sent by Cheng Huan's father, Sect Master Cheng.
The disciple had a flattering smile on his face, and when they met, he praised Cheng Huan as aloof and proud, with a dignified appearance, a real dragon descended from the world, and he was born with the air of a sword fairy.
The compliment made Cheng Huan smile, and his eyes were full of complacency, so the disciple whispered: "Young Sect Master, the Sect Master has said that this is a good opportunity for you to make a name for yourself."
"Now that your cultivation base is soaring and you have awakened the blood of the real dragon, why don't you show it in front of all the disciples to convince them?"
"In this way, Yun Haizong will not only be able to get rid of Cheng Yang's influence, but the elders will also support the suzerain more."
Cheng Huan originally wanted to refuse, but when he heard the last sentence, he suddenly closed his mouth thoughtfully.
There was a dull light in his eyes, and he tapped the emerald cup with his fingertips.
Knowing his intentions, the disciple pretended to add more wine to Cheng Huan, and silently stuffed a bottle of pills into Cheng Huan's sleeve in his hand. Cheng Huan blinked quietly behind his back, and said in a low voice, "Young master, this is a game that must be won."
Cheng Huan glanced at Chidan in his sleeve from the corner of his eye, and his eyes flickered slightly.
He recognized this pill.
It was secretly refined by his father, and it was specially used to stimulate the real dragon blood in his body.
Although Ji Chuchen's blood was replaced all over his body, Cheng Huan's own impurity and meridians still prevented him from truly obtaining the same aptitude as Ji Chuchen. Only this red pill can display the power of a real dragon in the exercises.
But with this elixir, he is confident that he can display the peak strength of Jindan, coupled with the uniqueness of the power of the real dragon, he is not afraid of the Yushuimen "Xiaoqing" who came to challenge him.
Holding the vial tightly, a cold light flashed in Cheng Huan's eyes, but immediately, the cold light was covered by a sneer.
What about pseudo-dragons?
As long as the real dragon is removed from this world, the false will also come true!
Seeing that Cheng Huan's mind was wavering, the disciple bowed his head again and whispered in his ear: "The young master also saw Tenglong Yaori that day, I'm afraid Cheng Yang didn't die, and I don't know when he will come back again."
"Young master, why not take this opportunity to establish prestige in the sect earlier, so that even if Cheng Yang returns to the mountain, he is just an ordinary disciple and cannot shake your position as the young sect master. It will not be what you want at that time." Just tidy it up..."
Cheng Huan nodded slowly.
"What you said makes sense."
He grinned, as if he wanted to grin, but suddenly remembered something, and restrained his expression.
The young man stood up, his white clothes fluttering in the wind, his long hair fell all over his shoulders.
In this way, he looks somewhat similar to Ji Chuchen, who is known for his elegance and purity.
"Let's go," he drew out his long sword, "Since the other party is so presumptuous, I, Cheng Huan, as the young master of the Yunhai Sect, have no choice but to come forward and teach him a lesson!"
Young disciples with skeletal ages under [-] from Yunhaizong all came. They set up a battle platform halfway up the mountain in front of Yunhaizong. Xuanjing was used as a screen, bronze pillars, and a faint fire was burning on the top. It's much more formal, and it's obviously a real move.
Che Yunwen was invited to watch the competition, and sat on the high platform with a reluctant expression: "Oh, what are you doing? Yesterday I just said that, just to coax my apprentice, it's time to leave, leave Alright."
The elders of the Yunhai Sect looked at each other and thought, hehe, are you afraid?
How can there be such a reason to run away after winning the battle!
They couldn't get down like that yesterday, but today, no matter what, let the Yushuimen guy have a taste of that.
A group of people sat down and began to watch the competition with their own thoughts.
The elders of the Yunhai Sect were calm and relaxed, and while they were watching, they asked the maid to serve tea, and the green tea was rippling in the jade cup.
They handed the teacup to Che Yunwen, and said with a smile: "Come, try our Yunhai Sect's specialty, Xuanming tea."
Che Yunwen took the teacup, but didn't drink it, and just put it aside gently.
His gaze did not leave the battle stage for a moment, and this expression fell into the eyes of the elders of the Yunhai Sect, which was naturally a sign of fear, so he gestured to each other from the corner of the eye, and they all showed tacit smiles.
Then they heard: "Bang!"
"Ouch!"
"what--!"
On the battle stage, the spiritual light burst forth, the flying vines opened their teeth and claws, and the emerald green spiritual power flew like a sharp blade.
The disciples they had high hopes for were all blown away by the vines, and grinned when they landed, as if those vines had turned into strange dodders, deeply rooted in their meridians, absorbing spiritual power.
The elders: "..."
Qiongqing sat on a dark green vine.
The vines supported him in the air, and the young man's feet dangled freely in the air. When the breeze passed by, the hem of the green clothes swept over, revealing a white and clean ankle, slender, as if it could not be grasped.
But it was these two feet that kicked hard on the chests of Yun Haizong's disciples just now, and when they were pressed down violently, it was like a mountain pressing down on the top, making it difficult for all the disciples to resist.
"Oh, I haven't used my strength yet, why are you so careless?"
Qiongqing smiled brightly, sitting on the vine with her chin lazily propped up, the sun shining on her long hair like a waterfall, shining brightly.
Like a goblin from a mountain valley.
Che Yunwen scolded again with a stern face: "You villain, what are you talking about?"
"You can win easily, but Yun Haizong saw that we were guests from afar, so he didn't invite the really powerful disciples out."
After finishing speaking, he turned around and gave a salute to the elders, as if apologetic: "Everyone, I'm sorry, I have spoiled this poor disciple. Today is just right, and I also want to trouble everyone who is a really powerful disciple of the Yunhai Sect. Please come out and teach me a lesson, let him know that there are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky."
Elders: "..."
They've hired them, they've really hired them!
The elders of Yunhai Sect felt like they were sitting on pins and needles, and suddenly felt that the Xuanming tea in their hands was no longer fragrant, so they put down the tea cups one after another and tried hard to think of countermeasures.
Instead, Che Yunwen picked up the teacup.
He lifted the lid of the cup, took a deep breath, then gently blew off the scum on the surface, and drank lightly.
The tea buds are blossoming, green like emeralds, the entrance is full of fragrance, and there is spiritual power to continuously nourish the meridians.
Che Yunwen's eyes brightened slightly, and he smiled at the elders of Yunhaizong: "Good tea, really good tea."
Elders: "..."
Elders: "Ahem, it's delicious...you should drink more..."
Leaving Che Yunwen behind for tea, the elders sent a few people to ask for help.
They dare not tell the matter to the elders at a higher level, otherwise it will appear that they are too useless to handle such a small matter well.
We still have to find some more powerful people to maintain the majesty of Yun Haizong!
Ever since, people came one after another.
...was also knocked into the air one after another.
Neat and uniform, like cutting leeks.
The faces of the elders became more and more bitter, while the big devil Qiongqing sat on the vine dangling his calves, and Che Yunwen sat on the high platform and drank tea slowly, from early morning to noon, and then to dusk.
Che Yunwen suspected that he would drink up all the tea these elders had saved up over the years, because the eyes of those elders looking over were no longer peaceful, but green like hungry wolves.
The elders were also puzzled.
Where did this strange young man come from, why can't he be defeated?
Obviously many times, they saw that "Xiaoqing" was sweating from the forehead, the vines were shaking, and he looked like he was about to exhaust his physical strength, but when they sent people up again with hope, they were still defeated, defeated, and defeated.
How did they know that Qiongqing's appearance was all fake.
The big demon at the top of his body, pretending to beat these little kids, isn't it the same as playing.
Seeing that the sky was getting dark and the tea was finished, the faces of the elders were extremely ugly, Che Yunwen and Qiongqing looked at each other from a distance, their thoughts were similar, and they should be able to proceed to the next step.
Up to this moment, almost all Yun Haizong's disciples under thirty had been beaten up by Qiongqing.
Putting down the teacup, Che Yunwen sighed repeatedly, and suddenly pointed out: "By the way, I heard that the Young Master of the Yunhai Sect is extremely talented, rare in a thousand years, and he is the youngest golden core in our Qixia Realm."
"I am in Qingzhou, where the sky is high and the water is far away, but I often hear about his deeds, and I have always yearned for him."
The elders suddenly changed expression.
Che Yunwenquan pretended not to see it, and after finishing the second half of the sentence on his own, his eyes flickered slightly, and the end of his voice rose slightly.
"I don't know where this young suzerain is now. If you have spare time, can you take some time to give me a little advice for this wretch?"
……
"What, someone wants to compete with me?"
On the top of Yunhaizong Mountain, surrounded by clouds and mists, with a breeze blowing in all directions, on a small vermilion building with carved railings and jade, a young man in white sat at the desk, pursed his lips and smiled.
"It's really interesting." He played with the wine bottle in his palm, "You're causing trouble on my Yunhai Sect's territory, and you're even naming names to compete with the Young Sect Master?"
"Who gave them the guts?"
The servant who delivered the message bowed his head and stood aside, and waited for his young master to drink a whole pot of wine before probing: "Young master, are you going or not?"
"nonsense."
Cheng Huan rolled his eyes and threw the wine bottle on the table with a cold voice.
"Of course not."
Servant: "???"
"Hasn't that person already defeated many Jindan Late Stages?"
Leaning on the back, Cheng Huan hugged his arms and shook his head again and again: "I'm only in the middle stage of the golden core. If I go to the stage, if I am also kicked away by him, where will I put my face as the young suzerain?"
The servant looked at him bitterly: "But young master, if you don't show up, the entire Yunhai Sect will lose face."
Cheng Huan pursed his lips, snorted and said, "Don't talk big to me, there are so many talented people in the sect, it doesn't matter who they go to."
Besides, it doesn't matter if Yun Haizong loses face, it's not as important as Cheng Huan's own face.
Under the clear sky, with the wind and waves blowing, Cheng Huan Shiran sat at the table without any intention of moving his butt.
He raised his hand and poured himself another glass of good wine. After drinking it in one gulp, he let out a long and comfortable breath, waved to the side repeatedly, and told him, "In the future, don't bother me with such crap."
"Isn't my father the suzerain, you look for him, look for him."
Anyway, even if the sky falls, Dad will stop him.
He just needs to be a comfortable young suzerain and enjoy the admiration and admiration of other disciples.
The servant's face was as bitter as a bitter gourd, and he didn't dare to say anything, so he could only stand aside and watch his young suzerain drink happily.
Fortunately, not long after, another disciple came.
It was sent by Cheng Huan's father, Sect Master Cheng.
The disciple had a flattering smile on his face, and when they met, he praised Cheng Huan as aloof and proud, with a dignified appearance, a real dragon descended from the world, and he was born with the air of a sword fairy.
The compliment made Cheng Huan smile, and his eyes were full of complacency, so the disciple whispered: "Young Sect Master, the Sect Master has said that this is a good opportunity for you to make a name for yourself."
"Now that your cultivation base is soaring and you have awakened the blood of the real dragon, why don't you show it in front of all the disciples to convince them?"
"In this way, Yun Haizong will not only be able to get rid of Cheng Yang's influence, but the elders will also support the suzerain more."
Cheng Huan originally wanted to refuse, but when he heard the last sentence, he suddenly closed his mouth thoughtfully.
There was a dull light in his eyes, and he tapped the emerald cup with his fingertips.
Knowing his intentions, the disciple pretended to add more wine to Cheng Huan, and silently stuffed a bottle of pills into Cheng Huan's sleeve in his hand. Cheng Huan blinked quietly behind his back, and said in a low voice, "Young master, this is a game that must be won."
Cheng Huan glanced at Chidan in his sleeve from the corner of his eye, and his eyes flickered slightly.
He recognized this pill.
It was secretly refined by his father, and it was specially used to stimulate the real dragon blood in his body.
Although Ji Chuchen's blood was replaced all over his body, Cheng Huan's own impurity and meridians still prevented him from truly obtaining the same aptitude as Ji Chuchen. Only this red pill can display the power of a real dragon in the exercises.
But with this elixir, he is confident that he can display the peak strength of Jindan, coupled with the uniqueness of the power of the real dragon, he is not afraid of the Yushuimen "Xiaoqing" who came to challenge him.
Holding the vial tightly, a cold light flashed in Cheng Huan's eyes, but immediately, the cold light was covered by a sneer.
What about pseudo-dragons?
As long as the real dragon is removed from this world, the false will also come true!
Seeing that Cheng Huan's mind was wavering, the disciple bowed his head again and whispered in his ear: "The young master also saw Tenglong Yaori that day, I'm afraid Cheng Yang didn't die, and I don't know when he will come back again."
"Young master, why not take this opportunity to establish prestige in the sect earlier, so that even if Cheng Yang returns to the mountain, he is just an ordinary disciple and cannot shake your position as the young sect master. It will not be what you want at that time." Just tidy it up..."
Cheng Huan nodded slowly.
"What you said makes sense."
He grinned, as if he wanted to grin, but suddenly remembered something, and restrained his expression.
The young man stood up, his white clothes fluttering in the wind, his long hair fell all over his shoulders.
In this way, he looks somewhat similar to Ji Chuchen, who is known for his elegance and purity.
"Let's go," he drew out his long sword, "Since the other party is so presumptuous, I, Cheng Huan, as the young master of the Yunhai Sect, have no choice but to come forward and teach him a lesson!"
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