"Hey, three over there, do you know what's going on here, why are we all lying down and only the three of you are intact?"

The man's tone is not good, and his words are irritable, which is no wonder, one moment he is still in the gentle countryside, and the next moment he falls into the wilderness.

Bite!

Suddenly, there was a soft sound under his feet, and the big man looked down, jumped on his toes, picked up the Pu knife in the grass, held it in his hand, and pulled a knife flower.

The cold light flickered, the cold wind was cold, and the strength and the gods were combined, reflecting the extraordinary swordsmanship.

This knife was originally the man's personal weapon, because the inn, tables and chairs disappeared, and fell into the grass, and now he holds the knife again, uses the sword light to enhance his momentum, and when he speaks, he has a little strong taste: "I suddenly fell into a coma, could it be that I fell into your way? I was taken here by you? What is the purpose of what are you waiting for? I dare to fight even my idea of the ghost head knife Xiongling in northern Shaanxi!"

As he spoke, he walked over to Qiu Yan and the others.

"Huh?" Dai Guo frowned, because he didn't know Qiu Yan's intentions, he didn't say anything, just stared at the other party coldly.

"You are a big man, what am I going to do with you kidnapping?"

Seeing this, Qiu Yan spit out such a sentence, the other party was angry when he heard the words, and was about to open his mouth to reprimand, but he didn't expect Qiu Yan to move his feet, raised his hand, his sleeves crackled, and his true qi gushed out, roaring and surging, this big man didn't even have time to react, he was shrouded in the coercion of the air waves, his muscles and bones trembled, and he was crushed to the ground!

"What! Throwing up his sleeves in the air, he actually volleyed people in the air! What kind of means is this? Could it be that this scholar is an innate master?"

Innate master, refers to the breakthrough of the bottleneck of the foundation realm, no longer limited to flesh and blood, but to temper the seven spirits of the life cultivator, because of the relationship between inheritance and cause and effect, the life cultivator is not publicized in the rivers and lakes, there are not many people who have a reputation, and it is regarded as a martial arts myth by some people.

This bearded big Han Bear Ridge. A monk who has never seen the Soul Refining Realm has no way to distinguish Qiu Yan's cultivation, but from this simple action, it can be seen that it is powerful, as soon as the person lies on the ground, he is immediately shocked, and his heart is filled with a strong sense of regret, and he is about to open his mouth to beg for mercy, but before the words come out, Qiu Yan's voice floated into his ears-

"I don't have time to play any hidden cultivation tricks with you, you wait for yourself to think about it. The reason for the matter is naturally clear, don't ask me. ”

After the words fell, Qiu Yan flicked his sleeves again, and his true qi flipped in the air, enveloping the long-haired swordsman and the two men in strong suits.

Without waiting for the strength to arrive, the three of them each burst out, and they had already regained their consciousness, lurking secretly, closing their eyes and waiting for an opportunity. But he couldn't escape Qiu Yan's perception, he was directly recognized, and the pressure was heavy.

At this time, the three of them burst out. One person stabbed with a long sword, the cold light was like water, and the two of them rose with their fists and feet, and their strength was vertical and horizontal. But in an instant, it was suppressed by the devastation, and it fell faster than jumping, and fell heavily to the ground!

Bang!

The ground is shaking. The shock wave spread, and the remaining unconscious people were stimulated and woke up one after another.

The middle-aged scribe got up and fell down in a panic, followed by the brocade-clothed man and the scholar Xiaoyu also woke up, and then shouted.

It was the tall, thin scholar who let out a long breath on the ground, and then slowly got up and thanked Qiu Yan and the others.

It didn't take long for the middle-aged scribe to calm down, shook his head, and whispered: "I relaxed my vigilance for no reason, entered the inn, and then fell into a coma inexplicably, and when I woke up, it seemed to be a sea of vicissitudes, and the scene changed greatly. ”

Then, ignoring it, he took out a pen and paper from his sleeve, sipped it in his mouth, and wrote it down on the paper, describing what had happened to him.

"These people are weird. Looking at these people's strange behavior, Dai Guo couldn't help but say.

Qiu Yan shook his head and said: "What I haven't seen doesn't mean it's a strange thing, as long as someone does it, there is meaning behind it." He glanced at the middle-aged scribe, let go of the true qi control, and let the long-haired swordsman and the others get up again.

These people are also good hands in the martial arts, they were pressed down by the volley, and their emotions such as anger and shock changed alternately, mixed with deep fear, thinking about everything, and finally realized what happened to them and calmed down.

"Are you an immortal?" the bearded man got up again, but he didn't dare to make a mistake.

The two men in the strong suits had a look of surprise on their faces, but they didn't say much, but hurriedly returned to the man in brocade, concentrating on vigilance, looking well-trained.

The scene suddenly fell silent.

"Isn't there a monster living in the inn just now?" the bearded man trembled, looked at Qiu Yan, and asked in a low voice.

"Thank you for your rescue, Zhang Yue should keep it in mind, and please announce the name of the honorable person. The long-haired swordsman took the long sword and walked over.

Qiu Yan said: "Qiu's coming here is also a coincidence, needless to say, if you are gracious, you should pay attention in the future, and you might as well lend a hand when you see something similar." ”

"Monk, monk, you must be a monk!" At this time, the young man in brocade clothes suddenly ran over like a dream, and knelt directly on the ground, "I, Zhao Dayou, would like to offer half of the family property, and ask the monk to accept me as a disciple and pass on the method of immortality!"

Qiu Yan shook his head, ignored it, bent down and pinched the neck of the puppy under his feet, lifted it up, and then said: "Seeing each other is fate, everyone, there will be a period later." ”

When the words fell, he was about to turn and leave, but was stopped by a shout mixed with crying.

"This son, please save my son-in-law!" Accompanied by the voice, a figure ran over quickly, and fell to the ground with a thud, but it was the scholar Xiaoyu.

"The villain has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, offended you, please don't remember the villain, it's just that my son-in-law has always been helpful, this time it's bad, there is no pulse, please save it!"

"Huh?" Qiu Yan was stunned when he heard this, and then he noticed that when he shook the souls of everyone and woke them up, he ignored You Zui, and the scholar did not wake up with him, "You Zui hasn't woken up yet?

He didn't like the scholar for a long time, but since he had met him, he couldn't ignore it, so he walked over.

When the scholar saw this scene, he didn't care about wiping the tears on his face, and hurriedly followed.

When he came to You Zui's side, Qiu Yan frowned, squatted down, stretched out his hand and pinched You Zui's body, his divine sense swept away, and he noticed that the other party's soul had returned to its place.

Sure enough, his breath was like a gossamer, his pulse was extremely weak, and he fell into a state of turtle breath. Before the screen closed the brilliance, although this drunken soul was shaken, it was set by me, it stands to reason that it shouldn't be able to wake up, what is the reason?"

Thinking like this, his perception probed again, enveloping the other party's whole body, and finally found something abnormal.

"The drunken soul was lifeless, barely seeing his thoughts beating, and his thoughts seemed to gather all ......"

Thinking about it, Qiu Yan turned his gaze and his gaze fell on the picture scroll next to him.

This scroll was held by the woman in white, but the woman was just a little longing in her heart, and she was used by Linghui to pull it out and project it to manifest, and she was never a real person, and now she has disappeared and there is no trace.

The scroll held by the woman fell to the ground, and after the inn disappeared, it rolled down to the grass.

It's just that Qiu Yan can now feel a little thought beating from the picture scroll, connected to the drunken flesh and blood.

"Calligraphy and painting send lovesickness, this drunk painting is too devoted, and I put my mind on it?"

He reached out and removed the scroll, revealing the woman in white on the paper again.

"It turned out that this scholar really painted such a picture, and I thought it was all in a dream just now. The voice of Xiong Ling, a bearded man, came from behind, and several of them followed, but they were far away from Qiu Yan, and they were silent.

"This painting is highly skilled, and it has more charm, but it has a kind of obscurity, which is quite incongruous. The middle-aged literati looked at the painting and sighed, as if he was quite knowledgeable.

The thin scholar took two steps forward, glanced at it, and said, "I'm afraid that this painting can only be made by this person's whims, but if it exhausts his mental strength, he may not be able to have such a brush in the future." ”

The long-haired swordsman Zhang Yue, the brocade-clothed young man Zhao Dayou and others also followed, silently, but the eyes of the two of them looking at Qiu Yan contained something, and they seemed to have something in their hearts.

At this time, the middle-aged scribe's panic disappeared, his face showed a little excitement, he took a pen, and hurriedly recorded it in the book in his hand, and said: "Tonight's experience is really eye-opening, if you write it all...... Huh?"

Before he finished speaking, he exclaimed, it turned out that the pen in his hand flew out on its own, just experienced the demon tribulation, it was when he had palpitations, this scene immediately startled the people around him, and when Qiu Yan spoke, he put his mind at ease again.

"Borrow a pen. ”

It turned out that Qiu Yan grabbed the pen in the air, took the pen over, held it in his hand, and went down a little!

The surging qi and blood fell down this pen, dotted on the paper, outlined a little on the woman's forehead, injected the qi and blood, and the heart, and shook in it.

Syllable!

Immediately, there were rolling thoughts pouring out of the painting, and they returned to You Zui along the connection, and You Zui groaned, his fingers flicked, and he slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes were confused.

"Childe, you can be regarded as awake!" the scholar Xiaoyu cried with joy.

"Xiaoyu, what's wrong with me?" You got up drunk, recalled for a moment, and suddenly sighed, "I see, I understand, this time the matter is empty again, the fairy of the Immortal Mountain can see the last time is already a creation, how can there be other extravagant hopes, so that the demons can take advantage of the void to enter the ......"

As he spoke, he was interrupted by a cold voice.

"You Gongzi ......"

As soon as these words came out, there was a chill all around, Xiong Ling and the others subconsciously shivered, Qiu Yan also had a sudden change in complexion, and his eyes turned and fell on the three-foot picture scroll.

The sound is coming from the painting! (To be continued......

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