I open a restaurant in Xiujie

The coercion of monks in the Mahayana period is not only aimed at the flesh/body, but also at the spiritual consciousness and soul.

Che Yunwen only felt that his whole body was about to be torn apart, as if a bitter wind penetrated into the internal organs along the cracks in the bones, freezing pieces of frost on his meridians and spiritual roots.The young man was almost fainting, he just held his breath and strode forward desperately, one step after another...

Zhao Haoran at the back also stopped talking.

The coercion here is already enough to pose a threat to Jin Danqi, even if it is as arrogant as Zhao Haoran, he has to use all his strength to resist the coercion.

The coercion in the dark night is stronger than that in the daytime. The gloomy and gloomy sky is sinking down, gradually blinding the six senses and five senses, and the strong physique of the monks has become as weak as ordinary people, not to mention the sound of waves gradually resounding in the sea of ​​consciousness , surging, like overwhelming mountains.

The elder couldn't hold on anymore.

Although he is a Nascent Soul, there seems to be a wonderful formation in this deep secret realm, which can recognize the bone age of a person and give corresponding coercion. He is old and old, and he is not very capable of fighting in the Nascent Soul. Can live.

Just as he wanted everyone to stop and rest for a while, a strong light suddenly flashed in front of the elder's eyes!

The sudden burst of strong light in the darkness, like a fierce sunrise, instantly attracted everyone's attention.Squinting your eyes and looking carefully, the strong light seems to be a glowing sphere, suspended in mid-air, wobbly and floating.

Chance!

The blood of the crowd boiled immediately, they stood up against the coercion, and rushed towards the ball of light——Che Yunwen was shocked to discover that there were so many monks of various sects hidden in the darkness!

"Get out of the way!"

"I saw it first!"

"Stinky boy, you want to die—"

There was a lot of chaos and noise, spells of various colors flew in the air, blood splattered all over for a while, and glaring red appeared under the strong light.

In the next second, everyone's eyes widened in astonishment.

A huge black shadow burst out from the ground, opened its bloody mouth, and swallowed all the monks around the ball of light!

The light in the dark night may be a chance, but more often it is a hunter's bait. For example, at this moment, a group of monks are running away in a hurry, but countless tiny vines come from all directions, entangle their hands and feet, and pull them towards the shadow's mouth.

When it was over, when it was over, Che Yunwen's hands and feet were cold, and he hurriedly turned around to run.

——But suddenly someone jumped out from the side, passed him by, and pushed him back hard!

With the help of the bright light of the bait, Che Yunwen caught a glimpse of the coldness in Zhao Haoran's eyes.

Immediately, a vine that was originally chasing behind the opponent made a bend, grabbed the young man's neck suddenly, and dragged him towards the shadow.

There are dense small thorns growing on the vines, and the smell of blood wells up in his mouth. Che Yunwen wants to mobilize his spiritual power to resist, only to find that the small thorns are actually infected with deadly poison—the spiritual power he has cultivated so hard. It is melting fast, turning into nothing.

It's over, it's over, this time it's really over.

Che Yunwen knew that Zhao Haoran didn't like him because Senior Sister Yu had favored him since he first started, but he never expected that someone from the same clan would do such a trick in the secret realm.The monks who were entangled together were at least Gold Core cultivators. A few were still struggling, with blue light shining all over their bodies, and most of them had stopped moving. And he was just a small foundation building, with no background and no strength...

"Crack", a drop of blood dripped from the side of the young man's neck.

It just dripped on the center of the vine, on an inconspicuous cyan spar.

The black shadow originally opened its mouth wide to swallow Che Yunwen in one gulp, but after the blood dripped on it, it froze for a moment, and its whole body glowed green.

All the vines with teeth and claws are like snakes that have been pinched seven inches, stuck in the air.

Che Yunwen fell to the ground in a daze, and a clear and clear voice sounded in his ears.

"Master, master?"

……

During the trip to the secret realm, the sects suffered heavy losses.

Only Yushuimen is an exception. A lucky foundation-building disciple of his family abducted a big monster out of his body from a secret realm, which is a rare plant monster.

And it's soul-bound, a life-and-death contract.

When the upper management of Yushuimen got the news, they immediately took Che Yunwen back to the mountain to check it out.

In the end, the suzerain came forward to investigate and came to a relatively reliable conclusion: the tree demon was originally a servant of the Mahayana celestial being, but it was just that the contract was weakened due to its age.

At that time in the secret realm, all the monks were under the pressure of the Mahayana immortals, and their souls were a little bit tainted, and because Che Yunwen was the only one who went to the deepest point to build the foundation, the pressure was even heavier, and the breath in the souls was also thicker. Coupled with the sudden change of spirit and soul when he was about to die, and the blood just dripping on the death hole of the monster beast, this made the tree demon confusedly mistook the master...

It can only be said to be a collection of many coincidences, a result that cannot be replicated at all.

The faces of the other monks who got the news were numb.

The same thrilling exploration of the secret realm is a fatal disaster for others, but it is a turning point for Che Yunwen?

Moreover, this talent builds the foundation, God, there is a servant of the Great Immortal who is out of the body, and it is not that there are no out-of-body monks in other people's families, but without exception, they are the ancestors of the family. They have to kneel down and wipe the old ancestor Shoes, Che Yunwen's side just hummed and the Great Immortal knelt down to warm his feet...

Che Yunwen himself was dumbfounded.

After signing the master-slave contract, the talent and blood of the big demon will be opened to him. He was originally just an ordinary three-spiritual root, but now he has transformed into a mutant wood-spiritual root, the best of the best aptitudes.

There won't be any bottlenecks until you get out of your body.

His original master was buried in the mouth of the tree demon, and the suzerain took him under his seat with a big wave of his hand. He immediately became a core disciple, a disciple of the suzerain—the kind that is qualified to compete for the position of suzerain after the suzerain passed away.

As soon as the news came out, I don't know how many people turned red with envy and gritted their teeth.

Especially a certain brother surnamed Zhao.

And it's not over yet.

Later, in front of the whole mountain gate, the big demon turned into a beautiful young man with red lips and white teeth, and shyly shyly called "Master" behind Che Yunwen...

Yushuimen was almost blown up half of the mountain by jealous disciples.

……

The news spread quickly under Qinghong Mountain, and when it was dawn the next day, Yu Xiaotan and Bai Junda were pushing a cart of milk tea up the mountain, and heard the news on the way.

Yu Xiaotan was also very surprised, he never expected that his milk tea would be so effective after drinking...but soon he was attracted by the protagonist of the news.

Che Yunwen, Yushuimen Che Yunwen, why is this name so familiar?

Soon, Yu Xiaotan remembered that this was the name of a supporting character in the original book!

The supporting role met the protagonist unexpectedly in Yunzhou. At that time, the protagonist was still looking depressed. The two chatted about the first half of their lives, and found that they were both abandoned children who were expelled by the sect.

At the end of the wine, the protagonist said that his spiritual root has been crippled, and there is no hope in this life. Cha Yunwen comforted him, saying that he was framed by his brother's envy, his reputation was ruined, and he could only wander in another country. The two held hands and looked at each other with tears Che Yunwen also said don't be afraid, everything will turn around... it greatly encouraged the protagonist in the trough period.

So after the protagonist's rise, he didn't forget this brother who shared weal and woe. He ran all the way to Qingzhou to make a fuss, and even found a distraction monster to support Cha Yunwen.

I'm afraid it just happened to be that wood-type demon cultivator.

From this point of view, Che Yunwen himself is also a person of great luck, and the milk tea only catalyzed this part of his luck, allowing him to advance his adventure and avoid years of wandering and wandering.

But what about the protagonist?

Without the encouragement of this good brother who shares weal and woe, the rise of the protagonist will not be dropped by the butterfly, right?

Yu Xiaotan had a headache.

But after struggling for a while, the boy smiled wryly and shook his head again.No, it won't affect the rise of the protagonist just because of such a trivial matter. After all, who is the protagonist? His willpower and patience are far beyond ordinary people. If only Cha Yunwen is missing and completely loses confidence, then he is not the protagonist up.

After thinking about this joint, Yu Xiaotan continued to sell milk tea with peace of mind, but this time, he didn't dare to add ingredients to it at will.

On the second day of selling milk tea, the sky was clear and the breeze was blowing.

Turnover: zero.

well.

……

The turning point came on the third day.

Bai Junda, who had been exposed to the sun for three consecutive days, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and raised his hand to remove the obstructive mask on his face, but Yu Xiaotan slammed his hand down: "You can't take it off, don't let people recognize you."

Bai Junda groaned: "It's useless to recognize it or not, Yu Xiaotan, look, on the first day there were people asking what it was selling and how much it was, but now there are no people asking. I think it's better to sell cooking cake."

He squinted sideways, and the peddler on the side smiled happily.

The peddler sold two more cakes in the past two days, still at the price of one ten taels of silver.

He finally discovered that there are some people in the world who are not short of money at all, and ten taels of silver itself is no different from a copper plate in their eyes. On the contrary, the cooking cakes of ten taels of silver are all noble among the cooking cakes.

Some idiots love to spend money even if they don't put meat in their cakes.

Of course this kind of guest has to be slaughtered, brutally slaughtered, why not keep it for the New Year?

Thinking of the small money in his arms, the smile on the peddler's face became brighter, and the monks rushing to and fro shouted: "Cooking cakes, cooked cakes that have been opened, eat one piece for good luck, eat two bites and get rich! I had an adventure the day before yesterday." My little brother just bought the pancakes from my stall, everyone passing by, don’t miss it, it’s a great opportunity!”

This hawker really attracted a lot of people, and they gathered around to ask how the biscuit was sold, and whether Che Yunwen really bought the biscuit that day.

The peddler was so happy that he could not close his mouth from ear to ear, but Bai Junda on the other side turned his nose angrily, and shouted angrily at the crowd: "He lied, the guy with the surname Che obviously bought it——oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo to !"

Yu Xiaotan desperately covered his mouth, and hurriedly whispered in Bai Junda's ear: "Stupid, what are you yelling about!"

Bai Junda flushed with anger: "Our business has been robbed by others, and you don't care?"

Yu Xiaotan glanced at the peddler and lowered his voice: "Don't worry, this person won't be selling for long."

Bai Junda: "...why?"

Yu Xiaotan didn't answer any more, just retracted his head, and put cups of milk tea on the car.

Most of the people who came around were monks, and many of them were elite disciples of the Golden Core stage. These people struggled in the mountain gate, honed their lives in the secret realm, and naturally they were not fools who love to spend money in the eyes of peddlers.

The peddler ran away as soon as he rolled up his ticket, so that's all.

But with him getting more and more excited in the past three days, and the price of cooking cakes is also rising, it is probably impossible to expect him to accept it as soon as it is good.

Yu Xiaotan sighed in his heart, greed is human nature, but excessive greed often leads to disaster, but some people don't understand and think they have taken advantage of it.

Just as he was thinking, there was an uproar not far away, and the passing crowd stopped suddenly and separated like flowing water, revealing a young man in blue in the middle.

Followed by a young man in Tsing Yi.

The two were walking quickly towards Yu Xiaotan's booth.

Seeing Che Yunwen's familiar face, Yu Xiaotan raised the corners of his lips, winked at Bai Junda, and opened his lips silently.

"Look, the spirit stone is here."

The author has something to say:

When I was writing this paragraph, my mind was crazy. The ignorant and cruel demon wrapped his master's hands and feet tightly with vines. At the same time, the kind and good young man had to feed the demon with his body in order to teach the demon. That way...cover your face~