crackling~

There was chaos in the Yinsi Tavern, and the three demons and ghosts fled in confusion, and they were burned by the masculine thunderous aura that was spreading and emitting a stench.

Sa Wuling was holding the yellow dog, with one after another talisman stuck on his body, and the bell rang like a sheep epilepsy.

Rao is like this, but also jumped up and down by the dissipated current.

But this is the case. This seemingly wooden tavern was not damaged in the slightest. The vibration became more and more violent, and the thunder became more and more turbulent. The tables and chairs in it rolled, and the decorations flew upside down, but there was essentially no wear and tear.

call!

Suck!

An Qisheng stood in the middle of the tavern, the pores all over his body were dilated, as if he was breathing thunder and masculinity.

Cultivation is like cultivating a canal, the water still exists.

Forever and forever, that's it.

The first time that Qi Seed was condensed was very dangerous for An Qisheng, but the second time, there was no problem.

hum~

Like a bell ringing.

Substantial ripples spread from An Qisheng's body, and the tide also filled the entire tavern.

uh~

Ah~

roar~

It was followed by a hoarse scream that was not like a human voice.

The three-headed ghosts are like exposed snow, melting visible to the naked eye, until they turn into a cloud of smoke and dissipate in the tavern!

Kacha~

As the last thunder fell, the dark clouds dissipated.

The airflow in the tavern also slowly calmed down.

huh~

An Qisheng slowly exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, the Qi seeds had already condensed, and the power filled his body again.

"what?"

But in the next moment, he raised his brows and saw something extremely surprising.

Then the thunderous masculinity dissipated.

In the tavern, the three-headed demon who disappeared as blue smoke before suddenly appeared again, just like when they came in, the man, the shopkeeper, and the proprietress dressed up.

"The Breath of the Living"

The three-headed demon appeared for a moment, and there were different expressions on their faces:

"Guest officer, donkey meat can nourish qi and blood, and benefit the internal organs, don't you really want some?"

It seems that, having lost the memory of the moment before death, unexpectedly unknowingly, attacked again.

"How can this be?"

The shocked look on Sa Wuling's face never dissipated, and his face was numb when he was shocked.

Humans can become ghosts when they die, how can ghosts still live when they die?

What's happening here?

"interesting"

An Qisheng looked at the three-headed demon who attacked again, and there seemed to be an electric snake flashing in his eyes:

"Not dead?"

boom!

The air waves burst out, and the masculine blood and energy surged, completely submerging the three-headed demon in a more turbulent and domineering posture.

Visible to the naked eye, the three-headed demon howled, howled, and finally dissipated into blue smoke.

"The Breath of the Living"

But the moment the blood qi dissipated, in the yin qi, the three-headed demon slowly pulled out from the void again.

boom!

The blood and masculinity reappeared, and the three-headed demons howled again and turned into blue smoke.

"stranger"

boom!

again and again!

The three-headed demons were resurrected again and again, and An Qisheng burst into aura again and again.

dead and alive, alive and dead

For a while, the screams of the three-headed demons in the tavern did not stop when they were dying!

Sa Wuling, who was on the side, was holding the yellow dog.

I thought that I had lived for so many years, and I had seen nothing, but where did I think that I was still too young.

After birth and death again and again, An Qisheng finally saw it clearly.

These three-headed demons were inscribed in this tavern. If the tavern is not destroyed, they cannot die!

In other words, they are forever fixed at the moment of selling donkey meat to someone.

The meaning of survival is to sell donkey meat.

"Cough! This little brother! It's useless for you to do this."

Changlin, who witnessed this scene the whole time, twitched from the corners of his eyes. Seeing An Qisheng seemed to be tireless, he finally couldn't help it:

"They can't be killed at all, even if it is the Great Spiritual Master, in this tavern, it can't kill them."

"It really can't be killed."

An Qisheng shook his head slightly, and no longer stimulated Qi Seeds to burst out, and he was too lazy to do things that were wasted effort.

"The Breath of the Living"

The three-headed demon revived again, and he couldn't remember how many times he was killed, and he still asked hideously:

"Guest officer, donkey meat can nourish qi and blood, and benefit the internal organs, don't you really want some?"

Daoist Changlin walked into the tavern, held his posture, and said calmly:

"Bring three catties of donkey meat, half a catty of donkey offal, one portion of donkey tendon, one portion of donkey ears, and two taels of wine to taste."

His voice was neither high nor low, like a normal guest ordering food.

But when he heard his words, the three-headed demons fluttered for a while, pinned to the ground and didn't move.

Then he took off all the wickedness, a smile appeared on his face, and there was a trace of meekness:

"Guest officer, wait a moment."

The guy quickly cleaned up the tables, chairs and benches, the shopkeeper bent over to wipe the tables and chairs, and the lady boss walked to the back kitchen.

For a time, it was so harmonious.

Sa Wuling's eyes were straight, and he actually saw a trace of harmony in it.

"To the password?"

An Qisheng was also a little dumbfounded, but he also vaguely guessed something.

"Password? It's about the same. This is a reenactment of the scene when a certain big man came here. These three-headed ghosts may not have been ghosts at that time, just because they came into contact with that big man, they will never die."

Daoist Changlin walked into the tavern, sighed slightly and said:

"Such power can be regarded as earth-shattering."

Behind him, there is a wise little Daoist boy who is following every step of the way. He was not shocked when he heard this, as if he had already heard of it.

"Because I met that big man, I'm immortal?"

Sa Wuling was dumbfounded, as if listening to a myth.

An Qisheng's eyes flashed, but he shook his head:

"It's not them who are alive anymore. Such immortality and immortality are meaningless at all."

After so many trials, he has already seen that these three monsters, including the one who never appeared in the kitchen, have a total of four. In fact, they are neither human nor ghosts.

Worse than the Earthbound Spirit, it's a reflection that was forever trapped in that day.

Therefore, even he can't collect the spiritual imprint, because they don't exist at all, let alone have no spirit.

"It's true to say that, but if this restaurant hadn't been around for a hundred years, it would have been a huge hazard if it only needed a single day of scenery at a time."

The Daoist Changlin nodded, and then said:

"The old Taoist is coming, from the Golden Bell Tower, this is the young disciple Mingxin."

"Loose people, An Qisheng."

An Qisheng also returned a salute.

This old Taoist is average in appearance, but his strength is quite high. Compared with the old eunuch, he is more than superior.

"An Qisheng?"

Daoist Changlin pondered for a moment, but did not remember that there was such a number one person in the cultivation world, but silently wrote down his name.

"The Five Tombs of Pindao Sa, a Taoist named by Heaven's Will to teach."

Sa Wuling also rushed to answer.

"Oh."

The Daoist Changlin nodded indifferently.

Sa Wuling doesn't care about his indifference. He has seen too many similar things in the past few decades. Seeing Lao Daoken's reaction, he is quite happy and asked again:

"Dare to ask, who is the big man you're talking about?"

Immortal and immortal.

The supreme pursuit of a cultivator is nothing but this, right?

"That big man is"

A look of doubt and pain appeared on Daoist Changlin's face. He shook his head and said, "Maybe it's a long time ago, but I can't remember who that is, the old Daoist."

Saying that, he looked at the little apprentice behind him:

"Mingxin, you read the Taoist Tibetans, do you remember who the big man is?"

Although the Golden Bell Tower is a small sect, its heritage is quite long. The first thing a beginner Taoist should do is to read the Taoist Tibetan.

His apprentice was born with spiritual intelligence, and he has passed this level in only three or five years.

Mingxin Xiaodaotong opened his mouth, suddenly his mind went blank, he said:

"this"

"I do not remember."

Xiao Daotong's face turned red, and he was embarrassed.

"Humph! If you don't take your homework seriously, when you go back this time, you have to copy it and hide it eight thousand times!"

"what?"

Mingxin Xiaodaotong's face suddenly collapsed, and he said: "Yes"

I was also wondering, why did I forget it?

He was born with shrewdness, and he can write down everything he sees at a glance. Once he learns it, he will become refined in a while. There has never been such a thing before.

"Guest officer, your donkey meat"

At this time, the guy came up with wine and dishes, smiling.

"This table of wine and food should be consumed by the Taoist priest himself."

An Qisheng glanced at the meaty wine and vegetables, and with a wave of his hand, he put away the scorched black and severely injured white bone human demon.

Sa Wuling was also a little nauseated, and he had already guessed what the donkey meat was.

"That's the Bone Demon"

Daoist Changlin's face just changed, and the little Daotong Mingxin had already blurted out, and the look in An Qisheng's eyes changed instantly.

"This brother has a masculine aura and has never cultivated a white-bones demon."

Daoist Changlin waved his hand and stopped his disciple's exclamation:

"If you don't practice this method, it doesn't matter whether it's a bone man or a demon, or a swordsman. It's nothing different. It's nothing."

He was not surprised.

Although the Evil Dao was destroyed in the past, the Dafa in the door was widely circulated by the real person, but it cannot be said that seeing the white-bones demons, it is believed that people are people of the Evil Dao.

At least, 99% of this young man, who he can't see through, has not cultivated the Bone Man magic.

Otherwise, the Bone Human Demon is hurt like this, as its master, how can it be so easy to write?

"The Daoist is open-minded."

An Qisheng bowed his hands slightly:

"An Mou still has important things to do, so I will leave now."

"Goodbye."

The Daoist Changlin also smiled.

The two and one dog turned around and left~lightnovelpub.net~ As soon as they left the door, they heard a donkey barking.

ah ah ah

In the donkey shed, the screaming donkey shook its body crazily and rammed into the donkey shed.

The lightning flashed and thundered just now, and many donkeys were so frightened that the feces and urine flowed.

An Qisheng glanced at it, and as soon as he raised his hand, he heard the voice of Daoist Changlin inside:

"Little brother, slow down! If you trust the poor way, leave these things to the poor way, so that they won't be wronged."

Hearing Lao Dao's words, the donkey shed suddenly became quiet.

"So, there is a long way to go."

An Qisheng was also happy to save trouble, glanced at the donkey shed, and turned to leave.

It was only a hundred feet away, and when I looked back, the Yinsi Tavern had disappeared into the night, as if it had never existed.