Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Qingyunzi laughed and ate himself.

"Hey, you are eccentric!" Ye Shaoyang also grabbed a chicken leg to eat.

The road came over and smelled, saying: "There is no old Li family's roast chicken."

Ye Shaoyang also said: "No, it is far worse. But Lao Li has already died."

"When did this happen?"

"You have been away for a few years. His son took over to sell chicken, and the taste is far worse."

Qingyun Zidao: "The taste is average, but it is rare that Su Qinzhang is a filial piety. This kid is very good."

Stretching his finger and pointing to the wind, said to Su Qin: "Your master."

Although I have already said it before, Qingyunzi personally introduced it, and the meaning is different. Su Qinzhang quickly got up and said goodbye.

The firewood was not enough, and Su Qinzhang immediately went to pick.

Daofeng said: "The head is Shaoyang, no one can grab it."

Qingyun Zi sighed: "Maoshan is mine, I want you to say."

"He can manage things, but the position of the head must be Shaoyang." Daofeng said in an unquestionable tone.

Qingyun Zi looked at him with his eyes open and said: "After the Longhua meeting, Shaoyang will be blamed by others."

"The ants are only screaming."

Qingyunzi understood his meaning and nodded.

This topic ends here.

A pot of seafood, three people who have eaten the apprentices are vomiting out. Qingyunzi patted his belly and said to Ye Shaoyang: "Get some tea."

Ye Shaoyang knows well, brush the bowl clean, pour half a bowl of water, then take a few packets of powder from the backpack and turn it into the bowl.

These are all kinds of medicines such as dragon velvet and green turf. Together, the activation of the spell will produce a magical taste. It is like the wine of the world. It is very spicy and irritating, but people who are used to it. I like it very much.

With Ye Shaoyang's practice, baking with helium, the water in the bowl is hot, and several kinds of medicines are stirred to form a translucent viscous liquid.

"What is this!" asked Leng Yuwen, smelling a strange smell.

"This is called yin and yang ecstasy soup. As the name suggests, it was originally for the ghosts. After the ghosts drink, there will be no side effects. It is a drunk, and the mind is lost. The secrets hidden inside can easily be spit out. But this yin and yang sorcerer can also Drinking, but the taste is a bit strange, like drinking **** soup."

Ye Shaoyang said with some smugness. "Drinking Yin and Yang Essence Soup is a reserved program for our three masters and apprentices. Every time before the end of the practice, I always have to drink such a mouth."

When the foam in the bowl disappeared, Ye Shaoyang handed the bowl to Qingyunzi.

Qingyunzi took the past and shook a few times. Like drinking porridge, he sipped a few mouthfuls, licked his mouth and handed it to Ye Shaoyang. Ye Shaoyang also took a sip and handed it to Leng Lengyu. "Try it."

"Can you drink?" Yan Lengyu frowned, still took a sip, the expression on his face was very strange, just like drinking.

Then, under the instructions of Ye Shaoyang, hand it to Yang Gongyi.

Yang Gongyi, Chen Luhe and Daofeng also took a sip of their turns. Everyone looked at them and smiled.

"You also take a sip." Daofeng gave the yin and yang ecstasy soup to Su Qinzhang.

Su Qinzhang certainly understands that this is a kind of recognition that regards him as his own person. Although he rejects this strange drink, he still drinks it.

After a while, I was dizzy and drunk on the beach.

The three sisters, all without distinction, are drunk.

"I knew that it would be like this. The first time I drank, I didn't get drunk." Ye Shaoyang laughed.

The mentor and the trio sat around the campfire and were silent.

Qingyunzi held a few sands, hit the campfire, extinguished the bonfire, and then took a piece of firewood and boringly painted it on the sand.

At the beginning, Ye Shaoyang thought that he was okay to play and play. After watching it for a while, he was shocked. He painted the trend of the mountain where the entire hanging view was!

In an instant, he understood what he was looking up and looked at the wind. He also looked at Qingyunzi’s paintings.

After ten minutes, Qingyunzi took the picture of the whole mountain, and then used the most simple lines to draw the scent of the array. After finishing the work, rest for ten seconds, stand up, shovel the sand with your feet, cover everything, leaving no traces.

"Gathering together is the fate, the edge is not strong. The wind, you and my teacher and the fate have been done, you don't have to see again in the future." Qingyunzi stood at the beach, looking at the waves of the sea.

The wind stood up and rushed to the back of Qingyunzi, and made the last bowing ceremony. He only passed through Qingyunzi in his life.

Then, he carried a Yang Gongzi, a hand carrying Chen Lu, and swiftly swept away in the shadow of the island.

"The wind!"

Ye Shaoyang shouted, and the road did not stop.

Ye Shaoyang looked at his figure and disappeared, and turned his head and looked at Qingyunzi.

Qingyunzi squatted and carried his hands, looking like an ordinary old man.

After a long time, Yu Lengyu woke up, and then Su Qinzhang woke up. Qingyunzi asked everyone to go back and make an appointment with Ye Shaoyang. They will go up the mountain tomorrow and meet the two masters.

When the cold jade arrived, I haven’t come and looked for a place to stay.

Ye Shaoyang simply took her back to her room and simply said what happened after she went to the island. Then she discussed what to do at Longhua.

Although it is ironic to help the wind, but the specific practice is also to plan.

Yan Lengyu made a lot of pertinent opinions.

"Okay, specifically depends on the arrangement of the Promise Master for the formation, then let's discuss it again, sleep first." Yan Lengyu said, lying down on the bed.

Ye Shaoyang turned and left, was dragged by the cold jade, asked: "What are you doing?"

"You are sleeping here. I am going to find Master or Sibao and sleep with them for a night. Otherwise, this room is not like Master, there are benches, and I can only sleep on the floor."

Let the cold jade go to the side and let it go, said: "You don't go to this big night, you come up to sleep, we sleep alone, you don't touch me."

"This... I am afraid I can't help it, no, I can't help it." Although I really want to go to bed with him, Ye Shaoyang is telling the truth.

"Then you still go."

After Ye Shaoyang went out, she waited for her to lock the door, then went to the residence of Sibao, slept with him for one night, woke up the next morning, went to see the cold jade, and then went to Qingyunzi together.

The mentor and the three men went up the mountain together.

The hanging gates opened wide, and a row of Taoist priests stood outside the door. The first row was three people. Ye Shaoyang looked at them and knew two of them: Zhang Yun and Su Mo.

On the other side of Su Mo, there is still a little girl standing, at most eleven or two years old, with a ponytail, a pair of big eyes with water and spirit, looking very cute and cute.

"This is the widow of the four-year-old third-year-old." The four treasures of the small girl gave up their mouths and whispered to Ye Shaoyang.