Chapter 172 Jade Paper and Scroll

The third volume of the seven-star mysterious demon suddenly rises

Chapter172 Jade Paper and Scrolls

As soon as he saw that the soul old man grabbed the Xuanyin's eye so rudely, Jiyang almost jumped up. He had never doubted the means with the soul old man. What he was worried about was whether the Xuanyin's eye would be suddenly damaged by the rude behavior of the soul old man.

Jiyang opened his mouth and finally didn't say anything. He believed in his own reason for the soul old man's behavior. He did not think that the soul old man's heart would damage such a treasure.

Thinking like this, he was relieved and looked at the corpse puppet knee kneeling on the ground with great interest. A bone arm had deep into the spring. At this time, the corpse puppet was covered with dark green flames, and black gas bursts of flames permeated from the spring's eyes. Before it rose high, it was completely by the blazing flame. It turned into green smoke, and then it was washed away by the water flowing through the north and south, and there was nothing at all.

Just as Jiyang thought that everything would proceed so calmly, a sudden violent shaking came from the soles of his feet and almost didn't overturn him.

"This is..." Jiyang's pupil shrank into the size of a needle eye. At this time, a thick strange color flashed on the face of the corpse puppet with a low and hoarse roar in his throat. At this time, the right hand inserted into the spring's eye was pulling something out, as if it was extremely difficult.

"What's wrong with this? Oh, what's wrong with this?" Yan Min put a pair of fat pig hands behind her with difficulty, and the fat forehead was completely wrinkled into a deep Sichuan character at this time, as if she had been fiercely split three axes on her forehead with a firewood axe.

"Madam, what do you think this should be? How is it good? The fairy master has been there for half an hour. What's going on? It can't be something wrong with the fairy master. Yan Min came and over in front of the house and looked at the beautiful woman sitting quietly in the house with a bitter face.

The more he talked about the bitterness on his face, the more he got. Later, a bitter face seemed to be as ugly as a dead father. Many Yan Min, who saw such a guard in front of the house, stood straight one by one and pretended to turn a blind eye. They would not touch his mold at this jugment.

"You, won't you think about it?" The beautiful woman put down the red drum in her hand and stood up and suddenly grabbed Yan Min's fat ears: "If something really happened to the fairy master, would you still be so safe? I'm afraid that your pig's head will be the first to be eaten by the ghost. And judging from the previous method of collecting ghosts, this person should also be a magical person, not that kind of ostentatious wine bag and rice bag. If the fairy master really has any difficulties that can't deal with, it's not for a fat and stupid guy like you to intervene. Just stay here and don't upset your aunt. After saying that, the woman stretched out her hand and knocked on Yan Min's skull with a cry sound, which made him jump with pain.

"Madam, let go, it hurts..." Yan Min kept shouting and dancing his hands and feet. Although he could escape from the claws of the female tiger as long as he gently broke free, he really didn't dare to do such a thing. Yan Min was a little bitter at this time. His original wife was very strict with herself except for controlling everything in her business. In addition, even her private life is heavily interfered with. Together with a group of wine and meat friends drinking flowers and wine, she will also set a time for herself to come back. If she wants to spend a night outside, it is impossible, which is very strict!

"Huh! Your pig's head, didn't your ancestors also have an ancestor of immortals? I heard that something was left behind. Looking at the extremely painful appearance of Yan Min's face, the woman softly loosened the jade hand holding his ear, and then wiped the bangs in front of her forehead and said faintly.

"Yes, does your wife want to?" Yan Min was at least one of the three business giants in Piaoyuan City. At this time, as soon as he heard his wife's words, he immediately understood what she meant, but after he knew his wife's thoughts, he trembled all over, his fat meat trembled, and his face couldn't help but be appalled. My wife wants to encircle this powerful fairy master for her own use.

Yan Min stared at a pair of pig's eyes and seemed to want to say something when she grew up, but at this time, the ground suddenly shook violently. Then Yan Min stood up and fell to the ground with a "coo-dong" and rolled out of the distance like a meat ball.

"Protect your wife and young master!" Yan Min shouted loudly before falling, and then was overwhelmed by the chaotic crowd.

"Hmm! Damn, you still think about your aunt and two children. The ground suddenly shook and the woman's face also changed. When she heard Yan Min's words, a smile inadvertently appeared on the corners of her mouth: "You son of a bitch, you still know me and the child." After saying that, the woman waved her body and bent down to pick up the two sleeping babies. At the same time, she flew up with her toes. The seemingly weak woman actually looked very weak.

Kicking away the chaotic crowd, the woman stretched out her other hand and dragged Yan Min's extremely fat body across the ground. It was not until she threw it down in the courtyard.

She took a few breaths with her waist and took a few breaths, and then the woman rolled her eyes: "Devil, you are getting heavier and heavier now. Then the matter of losing weight can be put on the agenda. Aunt can't handle your hundreds of pounds!"

Yan Min's original shouting voice suddenly stopped when she heard the words. First, she was stunned for a moment, and then a bitter gourd face was placed on his meat mountain-like body.

The violent vibration came quickly and went quickly. It was just a moment. The whole ground was calm again, and there was no real sign of understanding. And Yan Min's big house was obviously carefully built. Under such a violent shock, no house collapsed, or even Not even a crack can be seen, but there is nothing other than a little earth and stone.

"Oh, it's so strange. This shock should have something to do with the fairy master, but what on earth did the fairy master do to make such a big noise." The woman stood on the ground graceful, handed the baby in her hand to the two maidservants who had just arrived, and muttered.

"Who knows?" Yan Min also looked at the many families and maidservant who were a little frightened with her mouth and grinned.

Just as he finished this sentence, a blue light suddenly rose from the place where Jiyang disappeared. After stopping in mid-air, it immediately shot at the place where Yan Min was. Such a short distance came in the blink of an eye.

"It's the fairy master!" Yan Min, who was carried by Jiyang, immediately screamed with joy when she saw the color of the escape light. By the time he finished speaking, Jiyang's light figure had stood straight in front of him.

Before he could speak, Jiyang whispered with a deep face, "Find me a clean place that no one disturbs. Although I beheaded that fellow, I also lost some vitality and need to rest and meditated."

Yan Min was stunned when she heard the words, and then looked at Ji Yang's face with some doubts. At this time, Jiyang's face was a little gloomy and scary. His originally ruddy face was covered with a faint black atmosphere at this time, and his face was even more bloodless, which was really a very damaged appearance.

"Hey! Yes, yes, come with the villain quickly. Yan Min didn't dare to say more nonsense at the moment. She immediately led Jiyang to a room not far away and quickly disappeared.

Not long after, when Yan Min's breathless figure appeared again, everyone didn't understand what had happened, so they heard him pulling a male duck and shouting: "It's all scattered and do your own things. In addition, Zhang Chen, Zhang Chen! Zhang Chen, get out of here!"

"Here we are, sir, the little man is here." The skinny old man who didn't know where to hide came out from behind a huge bluestone lion as soon as he heard Yan Min's summons.

"Come on, take the old mountain ginseng plants of the master and order the kitchen to send all the ginseng soup made into a recuperation to Lingbo Pavilion." Cracklingly explaining a lot of things, Yan Min's fat body trotted again and went in the direction when she first came.

Zhang Chen positated and looked at Yan Min's gradually disappearing fat body. It seemed that the immortal master was seriously injured this time. The master even had to take out several old mountain ginsengs to make ginseng soup for him. It seemed that something was not good!

"Housekeeper Zhang, what are you still running for? Didn't you hear the master's order just now?" Just as Zhang Chen was distracted, a cold woman's voice suddenly came to his ear, which made his old bones trembling in an instant.

The busy response made a confession. Zhang Chen immediately sprink his feet and trotted all the way towards the kitchen. It was this lady who really made the decision in this Yan's house. If she picked out anything wrong with her life, she would not explain it. Thinking about the lady's iron-blooded means, Zhang Chen's heart I couldn't help shivering.

Looking at the fading Zhang Chen, the beautiful woman stroked Zhu Chu on her forehead and turned her head to look in the direction where Yan Min had just rushed away and was silent.

Lingbo Pavilion is one of the most luxurious lofts in Yanfu. It covers an area of only half an acre. It is located in the center of a carefully excavated artificial lake. It is connected by a long bridge built entirely by the finest blue yellow stone to the shore of the artificial lake. There are countless exquisite railings on the bridge, and countless stone plaques are carved on various. The statue of divine objects such as Phoenix Kirin is lifelike and seems to be detached from the stone plate. There is only one layer of Lingbo Pavilion. The whole body is made of opaque milky white jade. It is elegant and exquisite. In addition, it is located in the center of the artificial lake, and there is quite a fairy sky falling into the earth under the vast waves. The smell of dust.

In three days, Jiyang's healing lasted for three days. During these three days, he meditated in the Lingbo Pavilion for three days. During this period, he drank the ginseng soup offered by Yan Min rudely. It was not until three days later that he looked much better.

Slowly opened his eyes, Jiyang gently exhaled a turbid breath, and a trace of fear flashed on his face: "I didn't expect this Xuanyin's eye to be so domineering. I just touched it gently and was actually put into the yin qi. If I hadn't stopped in time, I'm afraid it would have turned into a layer of ice sculpture now. However, even so, it damages some vitality, and this thing is really not something that can be used by righteous monks.

He patted his chest with lingering heart, and Jiyang stretched out his hand and turned over. A dark ball the size of two eggs appeared in his palm. The ball was wrapped in a layer of extremely smooth hard shell, and the inside of the hard shell was full of black airflow, and these black airflows could not be stopped in the ball. The fluttering changes seem to be extremely strange.

"Tut, the eyes of Xuanyin are really a good thing. Hey hey." Jiyang smiled twice and stuffed it into the storage bag after playing for a while. Then he tilted his neck and was stunned for a while before pulling the storage bag from the man in black robe out of his arms.

"I really don't know what else can be seen by your Uncle Jiyang." Jiyang sneered, casually broke the original prohibition on the storage bag, and suddenly poured out all the things in the storage bag.

To be honest, Jiyang has not wanted to find anything valuable in the storage bag in front of him since he saw the abundance in Zhou Tong's storage bag.

I glanced at the things on the ground, and the first thing I saw was all kinds of spiritual stones, with nearly a thousand pieces piled up on the ground. It's just that Jiyang is not interested in these spiritual stones. You should know that there are hundreds of middle-level spiritual stones in the storage bag. You should know that this middle-level spiritual stone can be exchanged for hundreds of low-level spiritual stones, and more than 100 middle-level spiritual stones can be exchanged for tens of thousands of low-level spiritual stones. Jiyang, who has seen what is called wealth, naturally doesn't care much about these thousands of spiritual stones.

But no matter how thin the mosquito's legs are, it's meat, isn't it? Jiyang won't think too much about Lingshi. When he waved his sleeve and put these thousand spiritual stones into his storage bag and looked down, Jiyang suddenly made a soft sound in his mouth.

At this time, because the pile of spiritual stones was taken away, what was originally pressed underneath was suddenly exposed.

At this time, there are not many things on the ground, only three or four pieces.

The most obvious thing is a black robe that is exactly the same as the man in black. In addition, there is only a blue jade slip on the ground, a pure black iron plate and a silvery jade paper.

Gently waved his hand, and suddenly the palm-sized jade Jane, the iron plate and the jade-colored paper flew into Jiyang's hand.

After a slight exploration of divine knowledge and sank into the jade slip for a while, Jiyang retreated the divine consciousness with a lack of interest. In this jade slip is recorded a magic skill called "Fading Soul Secret", among which there is a method of refining evil artifacts such as Qianhunfan, but in Jiyang's view, this The skills don't seem to be complete, only a little bit. This completely dissipated his original interest.

This "Fat Soul Secret" is obviously inextricably related to the fallen soul religion mentioned by the black man, and this skill that requires soul sacrifice is really vicious. Jiyang has no desire to practice it.

Gently curled his lips, put Yu Jian into the storage bag, and then began to look at the other two things in his hand.

The black iron plate was carved into the image of a skull, which was unusually cold in his hand. I don't know what the material was. He turned over and looked at the two bloody characters "falling soul" engraved on the reverse side of the sticker, and under these two words was a brainless number like "27", which made Jiyang puzzled.

shook his head and put away the iron card in the same way. Jiyang's last eyes turned to the warm jade paper in his hand. At a glance, his face changed. After reading all the contents on the jade paper three times, Jiyang finally couldn't help laughing. .

After laughing for a while, he carefully put away the jade paper and put away the black robe on the ground. Then he faintly called in the direction of the door: "Master Yan, you can come in."

The most anxious thing for Jiyang's healing in the past three days is the old master Yan Minyan. He hasn't eaten well and slept well for three days. He is not worried about the safety of this mysterious fairy master. He is a little frightened by the thing his wife discussed with him. Although it was only three days, our Master Yan lost a lot of weight and became much slimmer.

Yan Min, who was walking back and forth outside and was a little uneasy, suddenly became excited when she heard the sound from the attic. After a few changes in her face, a pair of panda eyes gritted her teeth and pushed open the jade door of the attic and took a big step in.

And a charming woman behind him also followed quietly.

Two hours later, Yan Min slowly retreated from the door with an old face, and the beautiful woman behind him was not very good-looking.

"Alas, these high-ranking immortals are indeed extremely shrewd masters and can't be used for us." After a gentle sigh, the beautiful woman's slightly unwilling voice came into Yan Min's ears.

This almost surprised Yan Min's hair all over her body.

"Taboo!" Yan Min stared at the beautiful woman angrily, and then quickly took her hand and quickly went away.

At this time, Jiyang was sitting on the bed in the attic, holding a tightly stitched purple scroll in his hand and frowning.