By the Zhuque Bridge, there are no wild grass flowers in this fashion!
The family members of Wang and Xie families are all brightly illuminated by the mermaid pearl. There seems to be a restriction in the pearl, making it difficult for anything under the light to hide its traces and can break the invisibility spells of the warlocks of the martial arts world.
The bluestone was washed with water and laid under your feet. Qian Chen stepped on the bluestone and felt that the soles of his feet were slightly cold.
He held the Tianluo umbrella and slowly walked across the Zhuque Bridge. The two copper birds stayed on the eaves of the heavy tower on the bridge were staring at him with their heads tilted. Qian Chen measured the stone bridge step by step. When he saw the two copper birds, he also smiled slightly.
This heavy building decorated with the two copper sparrows was built by Xie An. Qian Chen just took a look and realized that these two copper sparrows were refined by the ancient spiritual treasure bronze sparrows from the Cao Wei period. They could see through the invisible method, understand the hearts of good and evil people, make nine sounds, dance to the palace and Shang, and are also two good-quality magic tools.
I’m afraid that ordinary assassins can’t cross the Copper Bridge!
Qian Chen smiled slightly, suddenly turned around when he passed by Chonglou, let go of his magical nature, and glanced at the two bronze birds!
Chirp!
The two copper birds were so scared that their feathers flew away. They flapped their wings hard, flew around, and even collided together, like headless flies. Several copper feathers fell from the building. Qian Chen turned his head back and continued to go to Wuyi Lane.
Two bronze birds were left behind him, burying their heads in their wings, trembling, and even dared not call the police.
The door of the Wang family mansion was closed, and there were dozens of Zhuang Ding who were in a calm breath. The worst was that of Qi training. He was a good player who polished his body and had martial arts. The entire palace was even more restricted, one step at a time.
The two beast-headed bronze rings of the Red Sect are like the Wei family, and they are both magic weapons. There are two gods living on them. They are the gods of the White Tiger, and their divine power has already been included in the grade.
It is said that the seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister's rank, and the Wang family has been of great success for generations. I don't know how many prime ministers have emerged. They have entered the divine way and were enthroned by the gate god guards. They are more profound than the bureaucrats on earth. They are worthy of being the first family among the world's counties.
Qian Chen came to the door and said lightly to the two white tiger copper rings: "Open the door!"
The two white tigers were trembling, and the one on the right said boldly: "God, it's not that I don't give it convenience, it's really..." Qian Chen showed his magical nature. He glanced at it, and the white tiger didn't say a word, and blood was flowing out of the copper ring.
With a click, the door latch fell.
The two rich doors opened by themselves, and the White Tiger Door God still had some thoughts here. It was not the side door that was often used to enter and exit, but the middle door that sometimes would not be opened for several months. Therefore, Zhuang Ding's inquiry came from the door, "Who is it?"
Qian Chen is entering the door.
Although the threshold of the Wang family is high, Qian Chen's legs can be lifted up!
Seeing Qian Chen, who was very unfamiliar with no young master in the mansion, several Zhuang Dings immediately became alert. The stick in his hand had already been lifted. Qian Chen's umbrella tip was a little, and his spirit shone out, restricting the figures of several people.
Hidden in secret, the Wang family worshipped at the level of Killing Pill, with white hair and beard. He was born to the Wang family. His cultivation level was not bad, and he was still better than many elders of the Jin Lei family. But just as he was about to stimulate the formation restrictions, he saw Qian Chen reach out and snap his fingers.
The soundless divine thunder quietly penetrated, causing an invisible thunder force to surge between his limbs and bones, and he could not even blink his eyelids.
Qian Chen walked past him like this and walked through the gallery. He blinked his fingers and saw a soundless divine thunder sent over to him. The ancestors of the Wang Family were like he was entering a deserted place by him.
Through one step and one scene, the overlapping gardens, Qian Chen went to the small courtyard where the flying talisman firelight came out...
The yard was brightly lit, and there were guests below him. Wang Yan raised his cup and said loudly: "Today, there are many good friends. Cui Da's 'clear rivers and wide, and the inner light is bright' should be the one of the elixirs to form a elixir. If the elixir can become a top-grade one, it should be one of the twenty-eight characters of the next generation of China!"
Cui Yan raised his glass and smiled with a gentle demeanor.
"Cui Er is also a foundation-building first-class person, and he has great potential. As long as he does not make friends with bandits, he should be the first-class talent in my aristocratic family!"
Cui Dan was still chatting and laughing calmly by everyone, but just turned slightly to look at the courtyard gate behind him. Wang Yan was very excited. Huan Yi beside him wanted to give him a favor and asked loudly: "I asked Wang Anfeng a word in the past, and today I also want to ask Yifu..."
He said seriously: "Who can compare with the royal dragon elephant in this world?"
Wang Yan knew that he was using his allusion and laughed: "No one in the world can compare with dragons and elephants, so he should look for them from the ancients!"
But I heard someone from afar say lightly: "What an old woman has born into this kind of life! But this is the one who will ruin the people of the world!"
"Is this kind of waste also worthy of people in the world? How despised this is to heroes in the world!"
Wang Yan's wine glass fell to the ground, and a clanging sound made a harsh bronze sound. Everyone was shocked when they heard this. I wonder who dared to ridicule the Wang family in this era. They all turned around and saw a figure slowly coming from a distance with an umbrella under the hall.
Cui Dan's face was happy. Just as he was about to shout, his thoughts changed. He thought that Qian Chen's identity might not be exposed at this time, so he never spoke. However, Cui Yan, who was beside him, still noticed it and secretly prepared to help. After Wang Yan spoke, he was excited and made it difficult for him to take heavy actions.
When Wang Yan saw the young Taoist face, his face darkened and said, "Huangkouru, I won't bother with you. Drive it out!"
Several waiters at the banquet hurriedly rushed up, trying to pull Qian Chen down.
Qian Chentianluo umbrella was thrown out and hit the servants. The few people flew high and fell four or five feet away. He went straight up, stretched his right hand forward, and the elixir of the True Thunder Pill inside the back of his head turned into a big hand and stretched out.
The innate qi turns into a capture!
The big hand of Dan Qi was like a palm covering the sky and the earth, covering the vast universe with one palm, and pressing towards Wang Yan like a blue jade.
Wang Yan never thought that someone would dare to attack him in public. He advocated the great way of talking about the great ways and was not skilled in magical powers and fighting skills. He never had the experience of fighting with others several times in his life.
It is a real waste among the Yin God.
At this moment, facing the oppression of the innate qi, his true energy was actually deterred and it was difficult to act. Huan Yi, who was beside him, was eager to do so. With a wave of the wine in the glass, it turned into a turbid wave and shot it out.
The old man surnamed Huan, who had a elixir, saw Qian Chen's face clearly, was anxious and hurriedly said: "Fellow Taoist, no!"
A light like a fire cloud rushed out from the top door, and the fire clouds were noisy and filled with a heavy evil spirit. The two joined forces and finally slightly blocked Qian Chen's capture hand, causing Wang Yan not to make a fool of himself on the spot.
Qian Chen sneered: "Who is your fellow Taoist!"
After saying that, he waved his sleeves, and the flying clouds flew through the turbid waves and the cloud light. Huan Yi and the old man surnamed Huan beside him were shocked and suddenly flew out, falling on the stone steps below the stage, spitting blood continuously.
All their magic powers were shaken away. If Qian Chen had not been willing to kill people easily, they would have been put into their sleeves long ago, and as their cuffs shook, they would have turned into ashes!
Wang Yan finally freed his hand, and the jade light behind him appeared. A dragon gate rose from the ground. The immortal light rose above the archway. He actually used a magical power to transform his own clear light into a dragon gate and protect himself and collect it.
Often, once the dragon gate comes out, if the cultivation level is weaker than others, it will be difficult to fight back.
It is a typical magical power to bully the weak.
The innate Qi Cao Na's hand turned into a slap, and the five fingers stretched flat. The purple light on the green jade hand intertwined, slapped at the dragon gate behind Wang Yan.
Bang!
A palm print was printed on the dragon gate archway. The white jade-like mysterious light broke, and the dragon gate was also split into pieces.
Wang Yan was trembling with his liver and gallbladder and sat down on the seat. After watching Qian Chen slap his palm, he flipped his right hand and suppressed it from top to bottom. He saw Qian Chen's five fingers as jade as he enveloped his eyes.
The innate qi captured his hand with a powerful suppression force that imprisoned the world and was like the Five Mountains, which made him unable to get up, and even less able to lift his magic power.
Wang Yan's body fell backwards, his face full of horror.
When Qian Chen's right hand fell, he flipped it slightly, turned into a horizontal slap, and slapped Wang Yan's old face.
Bang!
Qian Chen's palm did not inject magic power, but his hand was so strong that he could still shake Wang Yan's face.
"You dare!" The monks of the Wang family and family worshipping behind them were shocked and angry.
In Qian Chen's left palm, the love sword jumped out of the sheath with a soft roar. The sword light flipped in Qian Chen's hand and slashed backwards, killing several people who came to rescue, along with the Wang family worshipper who suddenly took action.
The sword light broke out several magic weapons and then pulled them back. Wang Yan's magic power was imprisoned by that palm, and he could only wait for death with his eyes closed.
At this time, he felt a chill on his head, as if something had fallen.
When I opened my eyes, I saw that the bun on my head had been cut off by the sword light. Qian Chen held it in his hand and listened to him: "Old dog, listen well! I am the Taoist Qian you have evaluated. Killing people and catching treasures, and going to the door to commit crimes is like a strong man."
"There has never been a broad magnitude of a Taoist man. This time I came to the door to insult you and used the title instead of the head. It was considered to have taken your life for a dog."
Qian Chen pointed at the tip of his nose and sneered: "What are you, Wang Yan, and you are also worthy of me?"
"waste!"
Qian Chen threw his sword back with his elbow and came out of his hand. The sword light pierced the door from the seat. The grass and trees along the corridor along the way were all shattered in the sword light.
Wang Yan covered his face and his face twitched. Looking at his scattered hair, he felt the chill that was pressed against the scalp at the center of his head. Wang Yan could imagine that in the eyes of the children of Jiankang families, his hair was disheveled, and a circle of flesh-colored funny scene appeared in the middle.
His face was twitching and he started to cry loudly.
Seeing this man's ugly appearance, Qian Chen could not raise his intention to kill him even if he knew he was intentional. He could only sneer in his stomach: "It's a lot of tricks to save his life! It's worthy of being a cunning rabbit..."
He broke into the middle gate and cut off Wang Yan's hair. Everything was like a rabbit rising and falling, only in a few breaths.
Not many people in the court reacted, as if they were falling into a dream. Until a loud slap on Wang Yan's face came out, the children of aristocratic families were shocked and fled to both sides.
As for getting up to stop the young Taoist - a joke, the great Yin God monk was like a waste under that man.
Wouldn't they die when they go up?
With a casual hook, he caught a bass from the pond next to him. Qian Chen used a light yellow silk ribbon to pass through the bass cheeks, and then held it in his hand. He looked back casually, picked up the Tianluo umbrella, and walked straight out of Wang's mansion.
When passing by Cui Dan, he nodded to him with slightest verdict, as saying hello.
The formation prohibition activated, the Wang family monks who surrounded them from all directions, could not leave any traces on the spiritual light of the Tianluo Umbrella.
Qian Chenyouran walked out of the Wang family's middle gate and turned toward Zhuque Bridge.
When he passed by the long sword he threw, he picked up the sentient sword with his toes. The sword light turned around and the sword energy swung into the curtain wall, cutting off the alley leading to the Zhuque Bridge. The monks of the Wang family who were crowded up could only watch his back disappear into the darkness.
Yuan Hao and several reincarnationists sat in the most inconspicuous corner at the banquet, holding wine glasses, watching Qian Chen enter the Wang family in amazement, humiliate Wang Yan, and then kill him out.
I don't know what expression to show.
At this time, Wang Dun came in a hurry and saw a messy banquet. Wang Yan, who was covered with a face and looked dead on the seat, turned to ask the guard next to him, "Where is the person coming?"
The guard was so scared that he trembled all over and said in a trembling voice: "Go out of the middle door!"
"You just watched him leave?" Wang Dun said furiously: "A bunch of waste!"
When Wang Yan heard the word "waste", his whole body trembled again. When Wang Dun saw this scene, his tone became softer. Wang Yan, the Yin God cultivator, had no choice but to deal with that person. What can a group of guards in the realm of Dharma?
It's really too forced to them!
But he still had to do his posture on his face. After scolding him a few words, he asked Wang Dao for instructions. Looking at Wang Yan, who was lying in the seat and was covered in alcohol, he could only sigh.
Today, this scene was spread by the children of a medieval family in Beijing, and Wang Yan's reputation was ruined.
I'm afraid I'll be ashamed to meet people from now on!
Unless the royal dragon elephant can find the place for him, there may be something to hide.
Wang Dun shook his head slightly, and looked at the way Qian Chen cut off the formation restriction when he left, and he was also a little doubtful. Who had such ability? He cut off Wang Yan's bun in just a short period of time when he arrived, which was almost the same as cutting off his head.
Although Wang Yan only knows how to talk about Xuan Zhitian, his cultivation is finally there.
I heard that this person has a small face. Could it be that he has cultivated into a certain Yin God of the Taoist baby himself?
Qian Chen carried the perch down the river and returned to the small pier behind Bailu Hall. The old servant watched him come back with the perch, smiling, not knowing how troubles happened during the period when Qian Chen left.
It is said that the reincarnationists have always loved to cause trouble, but the reincarnationists who were on the mission this time were honestly huddled in the corner and ate their meal.
On the contrary, Qian Chen, the reincarnator who was on vacation, made a big fuss in Jiankang.
When I entered the inner hall, I saw that the atmosphere between Sima Daofu and Si Qingcheng had eased a little. Si Qingcheng was placed next to me with the green plum wine that had just been dug out from under the plum trees. The faint fragrance of plums was carried with the fragrance of April.
Qian Chen carried the perch and said, "The fish is here!"
Si Qingcheng looked back suddenly and said in surprise: "It's really a four-geeled bass!" She took the bass in Qian Chen's hand, looked at the yellow silk ribbon, and knew that this was Qian Chen's magic weapon that could turn into thunder dragons, and smiled slightly.
He lifted up the silver dragon knife inserted in the table, wiped it on his sleeve a few times, and then he wanted to dig the perch and cut it into famous golden thorns in the south of the Yangtze River, which is a great taste in the southeast.
Princess Xin'an looked at Qian Chen with a slight hostility.
She glanced at the perch and was about to pick it up, but she saw a little silver light reflected between the tiny scales on the perch's back, cutting a keel between the fish's body, with a hint of bright red and a light gold color.
Princess Xin'an's eyes suddenly solidified and opened her mouth, "This is the four-gilled dragon bass of the Wang family! This fish is only available in the Wang family. Where did you get it?"
Qian Chen nodded slightly and said, "I took it along the way!"
He carried Wang Yan's bun with a white jade hairpin, threw it under the table with disgust, and said to Si Qingcheng: "This person's words are untrue, so I taught a lesson on behalf of my junior sister, and used his bun instead of his head to redeem this crime!"
Si Qingcheng looked at it a few times before recognizing that it was Wang Yan's hair bun. He couldn't help but cover his mouth and laughed, saying, "Haha... Why did Senior Brother cut his hair? He was so scared that he was so scared!"
Sima Daofu recognized Wang Yan's bun earlier than her because the hairpin was his beloved thing and also a magic weapon.
Seeing Wang Yan's bun being thrown under her feet, she felt cold all over, her pupils contracted, and a strong sense of fear arose in her heart.
Lawless! This person is really lawless!
Princess Xin'an did not dare to speak, and closed her mouth, which showed a trace of princess's demeanor and charm. If she didn't open her mouth, she would still have some color. If she opened her mouth, it would be no different from ordinary aunts and ladies. Even those women with broken mouths could not say that they would be kinder.
Si Qingcheng secretly stuck out his tongue at Qian Chen, signaling him to do a pretty good job, and then kicked the bun out of the door.
Chapter completed!