Anyang had already put away his armor and squatted on the back of an empty paper yaksha and flew back to the camp. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Bite!

With a crisp echo, the copper on the ground immediately lit up, waking up everyone who was resting around the fire.

An Yang glanced at the people who were like facing a great enemy, manipulated the paper yaksha to reduce the height, and retracted it in mid-air, and fell to the ground suddenly.

"It's me."

Except for those who were seriously injured and unconscious, most of the others had woken up and were looking at him in disbelief.

After going out for so long, he can still come back?

Yan Li didn't sleep at all, pinched the magic seal to contact the magic circle, and at the same time stepped forward in a few steps: "Your Excellency can chase that evil thing?" ”

An Yang didn't speak, and spread his hand to reveal a golden pill in his hand, which shimmered with pale golden light at night.

Everyone was immediately amazed.

"You actually killed that evil thing?"

"This ...... There is a golden pill in that evil object! ”

This golden pill is only the size of a person's thumb, but it seems to have a mist in it, although the light emitted is faint, it is much more conspicuous than the orange light of the fire, and there is an extremely pure cultivation in it, which immediately attracted the attention of all the monster Taoists, but before they could take a closer look, An Yang had already shaken his hand, and the light of the golden pill disappeared in his palm.

A shallow exclamation sounded, accompanied by the sound of gasping for air.

This golden pill is extremely rare, most of them are only found in the body of the great power of cultivation, how can ordinary cultivators see it.

This can be regarded as an increase in knowledge.

Some people immediately showed greed in their eyes, and the legendary Jin Dan had a miraculous effect on increasing cultivation!

However, as mentioned above, the golden pill is extremely rare, and the golden pill remains in the womb after the death of the general cultivator power, and it will disappear after a while, besides, there are countless disciples of this great power, how can it be possible for people to take the golden pill of their master to increase their cultivation? Usually only cultivators who have been forcibly killed will have Jin Dan alive, but how can there be so many successful Taoists in the world to kill you? It is said that the spiritual creatures raised by nature will breed Jindan, but then again, how many creatures with Jindan can you beat?

It's hard to find!

I don't know what **** luck I stepped on today, but I was able to see one, and it was in front of me.

It's just that the person in front of him doesn't seem to understand the true preciousness of Jindan, so he holds it in his hand like this, and if ordinary cultivators get it, they can't offer it.

Yan Li didn't have any other thoughts, and arched his hand and said, "Your Excellency is really good at it, and you can actually take the life of that evil thing. ”

An Yang nodded and said: "It's all your credit, when I caught up, the evil thing was already at the end of the crossbow, and I just picked up a cheap one." ”

As soon as these words came out, a Taoist priest on the side of the fire immediately snorted coldly, stood up and said: "That's a good point, but since it's everyone's credit, why do you swallow this golden pill alone?" ”

An Yang immediately understood, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and he turned his head slightly gloomy, staring at the Taoist.

"Want?"

The Daoist met his gaze, swallowed his saliva, and saw that he had no scruples about the appearance of the Kunlun disciple beside him, and then thought of the strength he showed in the battle just now, which was really extraordinary, plus one of his four women was also extremely fierce, and the Daoist was stunned for no reason, and he didn't know how to answer.

Seeing his appearance, An Yang glanced at the other people around him with ghosts, sneered, and took another step forward.

"Why don't you speak?"

A trace of murderous intent and bloody aura emanated from him, making people shudder, as if they were facing a bloodthirsty beast.

Only then did the Dao man remember Anyang Fangcai's fierce appearance, and couldn't help but take a step back.

"What do you want to do?"

An Yang snorted coldly, too lazy to say more to him.

"If you can take it, come and get it, if you don't have the guts, just wait obediently, otherwise you won't know if you lose your life!"

The Taoist took a deep breath, but it didn't seem that his personality was very fierce, and at this time, he pointed at An Yang for a while, and he felt in a dilemma.

In fact, he was okay, the monsters cultivated by fierce beasts present were much more alert than him, and they stood up their hair as early as the moment Anyang released his momentum, as if facing a great enemy.

Wang Tianyu watched from the side, and sighed secretly in his heart.

My teammate doesn't seem to be as easy to talk as he feels, and why is it that it's been more than a month since I saw it today?

Could it be that he didn't show it for the previous month?

Yan Li watched quietly, not speaking, and not intervening in their fight.

He naturally knew that what An Yang said was just polite words, as the eldest disciple of Kunlun Mountain, he had read a lot of books since he was a child, and his knowledge was wider than that of everyone here, although he couldn't see what the evil thing was, but whether it was the end of the strong crossbow or not, he knew it clearly, and the young man in front of him came back so late, it must have been after a hard battle, so this Jin Dan was really his credit.

If someone else had changed, it is estimated that they would have been there a long time ago.

However, there are also some Taoists who don't think so, they observe more carefully, and they are very cautious, they can see that An Yang has no scars on his body, it doesn't look like he has gone through a vicious battle, and it may really be a trick.

But then again, although Anyang's combat power was strong before, it was more due to a fierce melee style of play and superb fighting skills, which was not enough to make them too jealous, if it wasn't for the evil thing that really reached the end of the strong crossbow, how could he kill it alone?

It's not an exaggeration to say that it's everyone's credit, at least he didn't even suffer injuries.

An Yang's gaze swept over the group of Taoists one by one, with disdain in his eyes, and finally walked to the side.

Xiaochan leaned on the wheel of the carriage, her white and pure little face looked red under the light of the fire, and she had a pair of big eyes, which reflected the firelight in her eyes, staring at him without blinking. Seeing him coming, she quickly moved her body to make way for him, and the hand holding her leg tightened again.

Well, it's actually about distancing.

An Yang didn't care, sat down cross-legged, leaned back against the wheel, and looked at the fire in front of him without squinting.

Huang Lan opened her eyes and glanced at him, sniffed, and quickly fell asleep.

Wang Tianyu gave him a thumbs up, changed to a comfortable position, and began to sleep.

The surrounding Taoists were awakened after falling asleep, and after experiencing a big battle, the sleepiness came up at this time, and they began to rest, leaving only one Kunlun disciple who was responsible for the vigil.

An Yang thought about the rabbit spirit, and then checked the loot in the battle in the portable space, only to feel bored for a while, so he also let down his vigilance and fell asleep with the sound of the fire burning.

Forgive those few ill-intentioned Taoists, and they didn't dare to choose a night attack for a golden pill.

Sure enough, a good night's sleep.

Early the next morning, the group set off again.

The carriage swayed and the procession was mighty, and it was in the direction of the small mountain village.

Xiaochan sat outside on the wooden board to catch the car, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon by the way and cultivating, while An Yang sat in the carriage practicing basic spells, and couldn't see what was happening outside, only heard a sound of footsteps, followed by a middle-aged man's voice.

"Little girl, poor Ji Mingzi, this is polite."

Xiaochan was obviously surprised, and said, "You, what do you want to do?" ”

"Little girl, don't be nervous, Poor Road just feels that the road is far away, and it is really tiring to walk, seeing that there are only two people in your car, there must be vacant seats, why don't you let Poor Road come up and rest, how about it?"

"I don't know."

"Then ask your master to come out, presumably that fellow Daoist will not refuse this little request from the poor Dao......"

Before the Taoist could finish his words, a calm voice came from the carriage.

"We refuse."

The Taoist frowned, and his face immediately became a little unsightly.

"There is obviously a vacant seat in the car of Daoyou, but he doesn't even agree to this little request, this is too narrow-minded, right?"

An Yang lifted the curtain and looked at this strange Taoist with a faint gaze, but he couldn't hide the indifference inside, he naturally knew what these people wanted to do, so he said: "Fellow Daoist, I have the habit of practicing unique secret techniques in the carriage, it is really inconvenient, if I can't forgive Daoist friends, then I will see the real chapter under my hands." ”

The middle-aged Taoist glanced at the people around him, stroked his long sleeves, and snorted coldly: "Daoist friends are so aggressive, do you really think that the poor Taoist is afraid that you will not succeed?" ”

An Yang's eyes grew cold, and he instantly grasped the handle of the Tang knife.

Do you have to show his force and make an example of the monkeys so that this group of people can settle down?

Xiaochan sensed the anger on the two of them, and couldn't help but be a little scared, the hand holding the horsewhip was a little overwhelmed, and her body was stiff, but she didn't run away.

At this moment, Yan Li, a disciple of Kunlun Mountain, stepped forward and arched his hand and said: "Why are you so angry, we are all here for the same purpose, looking at this distance, I think we will be able to reach the place where my Kunlun disciple died tonight, and it is better not to start infighting on the way." By the way, three of my disciples in Kunlun were killed last night, and there are three horses left, so they will follow behind now, if the Taoist leader is too tired to walk, why don't you ride the horses with us, right? ”

An Yang glanced at Yan Li lightly, let go of the hand holding Tang Dao, and lowered the curtain.

"Xiaochan, keep walking."

The Taoist named Ji Mingzi also snorted coldly and turned to leave.

Kunlun Mountain's face still has to be given.

In the carriage, An Yang sneered again and again.

Obviously followed by three horses, could it be that he can't see it? I just want to run to myself to ask for a position, I don't know if this is a kind of taboo?

At about noon, the front stopped again, and Anyang thought that the people in front wanted to have lunch, but he heard a low voice coming from the front.

"What a monster! What's the hell going on here? ”

"Huh? There are actually monsters, could it be that the spies sent by the demons can't be? ”

"It's very likely, I'll wait for the poor road to check it out."

"Fellow Daoist, I think this goblin is quite harmless to humans and animals, and her mana is also very low, maybe she happened to pass by or forage here, she has no grievances with us, so let her go."

"Let her go? Hmph, forget it normally, it's an extraordinary time now, so you can't be sloppy. ”

"Fellow Daoist, you have to be forgiving and forgiving."

An Yang laughed when he heard it, this aggressive voice was the Taoist named Ji Mingzi before, thinking that he was angry here, and wanted to find a random place to scatter.

But soon, he couldn't laugh anymore.

"I can't spare it, at least I have to catch it, I think this rabbit looks like a disaster to the country and the people, since you don't want to care, it's better to take it back to be a maid and concubine for the poor road, at least it can warm the bed."

Well?

Realizing that something was wrong, An Yang put down the spell he was practicing, opened the curtain suddenly, and just happened to see the rabbit spirit who was choked by Ji Mingzi's neck.

The rabbit essence was obviously extremely uncomfortable, a pure face was flushed, and faint green tendons were faintly visible on it, constantly struggling, holding Ji Mingzi's five fingers with her hand, but her cultivation was low, how could she escape from Ji Mingzi's palm. So her eyes were full of tears, revealing a bit of pleading, but Ji Mingzi didn't realize it, pinching her almost out of breath, and the pleading color on her face was also lost in pain.

An Yang's face was so gloomy that he could drip water for a while, and with a bang, he pulled out the Tang knife, suddenly smashed through the carriage, and rushed out.

PS: If there are no 180 local tyrants to reward, I won't change the plot of the next chapter, hum, arrogant as me, you still don't coax me!

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