Cold, bone-chilling cold!
Yan Ci felt as if a lump of ice had been put into his heart. When he woke up, not only could he not move, but half of his body was soaked in the cold river in the suburbs.
An old man with frosty eyebrows looked at him with a half-smile, and another strong man was pouring water on his neck.
Yan Ci's neck felt cold, and his heart felt even colder. He had never seen such wicked and boring Yingying cultivators, or two Yingying cultivators! It’s like eight lifetimes of bad luck!
Yan Ciqiang smiled and said, "Robbery?"
The capable man grinned and said, "Don't worry, I won't be robbed."
Yan Ci rolled his eyes and said in surprise, "Ouch, why can't I move? Ouch, ouch."
The frost-browed old man thought he was noisy, so he tried to persuade him: "It's just a clavicle technique, there will be no consequences. We have something to ask. At most, we can only make money without risking our lives."
The strong man picked up Yan Ci and said, "You will never be able to walk, but you can do it if you jump."
He can indeed jump, but he is no different from a zombie.
Yan Ci sighed: "Senior, I just obey my orders. It's really indecent to jump like this."
The capable man chuckled and said: "Hey, this guy still cares about his image at this time, but his words are quite pleasing to the ear."
The frost-browed old man looked hesitant and said with a wry smile: "It's not easy to even ask. We don't know what the sponsor wanted to do with him."
The capable man was stunned for a moment and said, "You'll know after a search." After saying that, he raised and lowered his hands on Yan Ci.
Yan Cigui shouted: "Isn't it Bu Jie Se? Ouch, ouch, ouch."
The capable man sneered, "There's no one around for miles, so it's useless even if you scream."
These words sounded really awkward, and Yan Ci almost mistakenly thought that she was a good young woman who encountered a bad guy in the wilderness.
The capable man plundered all the contents of Yan Ci's storage ring and spirit beast bracelet, and even scanned them carefully several times with his spiritual mind. I'm afraid he even knew how many hairs he had on his body.
There are not many items in the storage ring, including an iris fairy sword, a bottle of fusion period elixir, a Xingtian Talisman, a set of Sky Fox Demon Sound Armor, dozens of Qingling Jade and some sundries, and a small pile of spiritual fruits. Among the elixirs, there are quite a few that are difficult to find in the world.
The frost-browed old man said happily: "You are worthy of being a disciple of Master Qingming Peak, and he is really rich!"
The capable man was also quite satisfied, but when he saw that there were only three or five ordinary gray and white rabbits in the spirit beast bracelet munching on the grass, he felt disappointed and cursed: "What a fucking poor boy!"
Yan Ci secretly called him lucky. The only reason why he was remembered was because of Luo Yinzhu. Fortunately, Luo Yinzhu took the initiative to hide in his body, and the unicorn cub was probably dreaming in Luoyin Cave.
The frost-browed old man took the Sky Fox Demonic Sound Armor, looked at it, and said with a smile: "That person is right, the Nine-tailed Fox indeed gave this boy a set of Sky Fox Armor."
Yan Ci was moved when he heard this. It turned out that the person who was responsible for arresting him was his "old friend" who appeared in Qingqiu Mountain in the past.
Panyuan Alliance may not do this when they are showing their goodwill to Tongchenyuan. If it is other casual cultivators, there is no need to resort to false pretenses. It may be the actions of Huaqing Sect or Jialan Temple.
When he thought of Kuji and He Zuwang, Yan Ci felt that they belonged to the same group of people who appeared to be benevolent, righteous and moral, with Buddha's mouth and heart, but in their stomachs and bones, they were full of bad wine and medicine of male thieves and female prostitutes.
The capable man stared at it and said disdainfully: "This armor is made from the fur and blood of the nine-tailed fox. It cannot be used by monks in the infant stage. If you like it, you can take it."
The frost-browed old man said happily: "It just works for Yu Sun, so I would be disrespectful to reject it."
After saying that, he put away the Tianhu armor as a matter of course, and turned around and said sarcastically to Yan Ci: "This guy's qualifications are really mediocre. What's the use of the gold master?"
The capable man said contemptuously: "Well, it's just a true spiritual root, but Qing Ming's eyes are so bad!"
After hearing this, Yan Ci was furious and said sarcastically: "Hey, a mere Huaying cultivator dares to laugh at the great monks of the Kongming period. It's really the most ridiculous thing in the world!" He guessed that these two people were employed and their knowledge must be limited. Before meeting the benefactor, he estimated that his life was in danger, so he spoke rudely.
The tough man was furious and said angrily: "You bastard, you are so rude, I will kill you!"
The frost-browed old man hurriedly stepped forward to stop him and said: "This boy is very arrogant. You made Mrs. Hongwei angry for half of her life before he even said a few words. We have business that is important, so we don't need to argue with him."
The capable man was full of anger and was thinking of some other tricks to punish this kid. The frost-browed old man said again: "This kid is lucky, why not go directly to meet the gold master and send this plague god away."
"There's no rush." The capable man turned his head and glanced at Yan Ci, and said in a consultative tone, "He who knows the current affairs is a hero. What kind of treasure does this little friend have that makes people care about you? You might as well tell me."
Yan Ci's thoughts turned sharply. These two people were not like good men and women. He couldn't risk his life here, but he had no good excuse, so he glared and said, "Curiosity is a disease. Don't ask questions that shouldn't be asked."
A fierce light flashed in the eyes of the capable man, and he pinched his fingers, and suddenly there was magic power flowing through Yan Ci's body. Yan Ci felt an unbearable itching pain all over his body, as if there were millions of ants crawling and biting him. He couldn't help laughing and laughing. He shouted: "Surrender, surrender, say it, say it."
The capable man showed no intention of stopping and sneered: "You will get used to itching. You don't have to be too anxious."
The itching scratched his heart and lungs, and the pain caused his heart to break. Yan Ci was so tortured that his face was distorted. Only then did the strong man stop and said, "Don't try to get away with it, just say it."
Yan Ci sweated like raindrops and groaned: "It's a secret about the demon cultivator."
The capable man sneered and said: "Hey, all the demon cultivators are dead a long time ago, why are you so stubborn?" After saying that, he wanted to activate the magic technique again.
Yan Ci shouted: "It's about the ancient teleportation array."
The capable man was startled and said, "Go on."
Yan Ci sighed and said: "Hu Buyi consulted the classics and said he knew the whereabouts of the last ancient teleportation array. I heard it when he was discussing with his master."
The capable man saw that he was speaking seriously and asked, "Where is it?"
Yan Ci simply said: "North of Star Picking City."
The capable man's eyes flashed fiercely, and he bared his teeth and said, "Are you still talking nonsense? I want the exact location."
Yan Ci hurriedly shouted: "Hu Buyi drew a sketch. I took a rough look at it. The specific location needs to be determined according to the map."
The capable man asked: "Where is the picture?"
Yan Ci blinked and said, "Of course the master will keep it. I guess you two won't dare to snatch it."
The strong man and the frost-browed old man looked at each other, their expressions were embarrassed and annoyed.
The two murmured for a few words, and the capable man said in a serious voice: "Since you have seen it, you can definitely find it. If you can't find it, hehe." The threat in his words was clearly revealed.
Yan Ci stuck out his tongue and said, "If I were the two of you, I would never go looking for him."
The frost-browed old man wondered: "Why?"
Yan Ci said: "It is rumored that all demon cultivators were killed, but who knows if it is true?"
The frost-browed old man asked doubtfully: "Didn't these words come from the mouth of the master?"
Yan Ci said coldly: "My master only said that the demon cultivators who came with King Ming were killed, but nothing else. The Demon King is planning a big event. Do you believe that he just sent a team of demon cultivators?"
The capable man said dubiously: "The speculation may not be true."
Yan Ci said angrily: "It may not be a lie. The demon cultivator has worked hard to find the ancient teleportation array. If we bump into it...obediently, it will be a big misfortune."
The capable man felt a little guilty, but the frost-browed old man said: "Hu Buyi has never seen the teleportation array with his own eyes, so the demon cultivator may not be able to know it in advance."
Yan Ci sneered and said, "Thanks to you for living so long, you still have no defense against others."
The frost-browed old man said angrily: "Little bastard..."
Yan Ci interrupted: "Let me ask you, is there any difference between Hu Buyi and the demon cultivator?"
The two looked at each other, there seemed to be no difference. Thinking about this, they suddenly became undecided.
Yan Ci said leisurely: "This is a hot potato. Everyone is avoiding it because they are afraid of it, but you two stick to it. Do you expect Jialan Temple and Huaqing Sect to issue a banner of 'helping the world and saving the people'?"
The two monks in the infant stage were speechless by this junior's instructions and contradictory words.
After a long time, the capable man said: "So, your master has already gone to look for the ancient teleportation array?"
This question seemed to be unintentional, but it made Yan Ci's heart beat. He thought that since these two evil stars knew about Mrs. Hongwei, they might have guessed about Qing Ming's whereabouts. This question was probably a test. Then he said slowly: "Of course not. My master once said that 'the ancient teleportation formation is hidden very deep and the demon cultivators have been destroyed, so there is no need to rush the search.' Senior, haven't you seen that the demon-slaying alliance has been disbanded?" Even the people from Jialan Huaqing have gone back home... Oh, no!"
Seeing his surprise, the vigorous man yelled: "What's wrong?"
Yan Ci said: "Senior, please think carefully, who are the people who are interested in the ancient teleportation array right now?"
The frost-browed old man said casually: "Quite a few, but I'm afraid the demon cultivator is more anxious."
Yan Ci said in panic: "That's right. Could it be that the two people who hired you are demon cultivators?"
The white-haired old man laughed and said: "How is it possible? That man is highly virtuous and respected..." The words stopped abruptly, and the capable man was about to get angry when he saw that his words were unbridled.
Yan Ci confirmed the guess and said to himself: "It is a strange news that Mrs. Hongwei was possessed by a demon spirit. Is it the same as that person?"
The capable man thought over and over Yan Ci's words but never found any flaws. He couldn't help but believe most of them in his heart. He also thought, how could Qing Ming accept such an ordinary weakling as his disciple? He suddenly remembered that the rumored treasure was most likely in this kid's possession, and shouted: "You still dare to lie, hand over Luo Yinzhu quickly."
Seeing his erratic eyes, Yan Ci guessed that this guy was harboring evil intentions again, so he pretended to laugh until tears flowed from his eyes.
A tough man doesn't know what's true, but he doesn't know what to say.
Yan Ci laughed so hard that he was out of breath and said, "Whoever told senior that I have Luo Yinzhu, that person really deserves a spanking."
The capable man said: "There are rumors that Luo Yinzhu was brought to Tongchenyuan by a disciple."
Yan Ci interrupted: "Stop talking nonsense, that disciple is me."
The capable man said happily: "Hey, if you are honest, hand it over as soon as possible."
Yan Ci sighed and said, "You look smart in vain, but you turn out to be a fool. If Luo Yinzhu is in my hands, can I still run all over the mountains and plains without any problems?"
The capable man had other agendas, so he allowed Yan Ci to take advantage verbally and said angrily: "Who did you hand it over to?"
Yan Ci said unequivocally: "I tell you, you don't dare to take it, it's in the hands of the master of Luoyuan."
In fact, the capable man had already expected this, and sighed sadly: "Idiot, how can you give away such a treasure so easily?"
Yan Ci retorted and said sarcastically: "This man is not guilty, but he is guilty of having a jade. If I don't hand it over to Tongchen Garden, I won't be able to let go. If I had died earlier, how could I still have the luck to listen to the ghosts of these two seniors?"
The white-haired old man laughed heartily and said, "This guy sees things thoroughly."
