Chapter 9 The Refinery Shop in Qingliu Lane

(Second update, please collect!)

It rained overnight.

The pattering rain washed away the Broken Star City and put on light smoke-like clothes.

A brazier was ignited in the inn, and the red charcoal burst out with a spark, and wisps of warmth spread in the air.

Zhang Yan wore a raincoat, like a mortal, slowly walked into the hazy autumn rain.

Who has no wind in the autumn courtyard? Where is the autumn window without the sound of rain?

On the Qingshi Street, which was wet by the rain, three or two pedestrians held up the apricot umbrella and walked forward. Zhang Yan's eyes slid across the dark green streets and alleys, and houses, and there was a trace of melancholy in his heart for no reason.

Since stepping into the world of cultivation, he has rarely had time to wander around the alleys like now, and rarely pays attention to those mortals who are struggling for a living.

He still remembers that when he was in Meixi Village, he and Hong Daquan, a blacksmith, always discussed some very crumbs, such as wine, hunting, wrought iron, marrying, and having children...

Those things seem to have left him.

Zhang Yan's eyes passed through the rain and fell on a wine flag protruded at the corner of the street against the swaying autumn rain, and a sudden impulse rose in his heart--

Drink!

The store is a gray-haired old couple selling their own turbid wine, which tastes dry, spicy and coarse, but Zhang Yan likes this taste at once.

This hotel is not big. Due to the swirling rain in the air, there are fewer guests, and even Zhang Yan is left drinking by himself in the end.

The old couple did not seem to curse God because of the few guests, but leaned together, sat in front of the door, and silently looked into the distance.

Zhang Yan drank and watched the two of them sitting there, but he thought in a trance that if he hadn't stepped into the world of cultivation, he would have been like him at this time, watching all the wind and rain outside the door in this twilight years?

It rained harder, and the sky was as dark as if it had entered the night. The two monks suddenly walked into the shopkeeper, looked around, sat at a table in the corner of the room, and asked for two jars of wine.

The two talked happily about what happened recently in Broken Star City, and Zhang Yan, a guy with Buddha's magic treasure, talked the most.

One of the broad-mouthed and rough-faced man patted the table and sighed, "These days have been really uneasy. The monks who rushed into the Broken Star City did not find the boy, but instead attacked us low-level monks."

Another thin man felt the same way and said, "No, the current broken star city has become a hornet's nest, and there are fighting disputes everywhere. It seems that his mother has become a robber, killing and robbing, which is too bullying. We low-level monks... The turtle can only shrink up."

The rough man scolded his mother fiercely, drank all the wine in the bowl, pulled the thin man, and walked out of the door.

Zhang Yan didn't seem to hear it at all, and it seemed that he heard it but was indifferent. He just drank one gulp.

"Customer, you haven't paid for the wine yet." The old couple stood aside and warned carefully.

"Wine money?"

The rough man seemed to be extremely irritable. He pushed the old man down and scolded, "You old man, how dare you ask for wine money?"

The old man lay on the ground and moaned in pain. He was about to say something, but the old woman covered his mouth and shook his head bitterly.

Seeing this, the rough man hummed, and then, accompanied by the thin man, strode out of the door with his head held high.

Zhang Yan picked up the wine jar, silently walked to the old couple, took out a handful of broken gold and put it on the counter, and then walked out of the door.

It's raining heavily outside the door.

Zhang Yan appeared in front of the two just now like a ghost in a dragonfly and asked softly, "Don't you have money?"

The two were shocked by him and saw that it was the boy who had just been drinking in the hotel. The rough man said arrogantly, "Why, do you want to be a hero and draw a knife to help him?"

Zhang Yan asked softly again, "Don't you have money?"

The rough man laughed and said, "I have a lot of money, but I don't want to pay, so what about you?"

The thin man seemed to be aware of the abnormality and retreated a step back.

Zhang Yan nodded, reached out and grabbed the rough man's neck, pinched his face purple, and his eyes were bulging, and he almost held his breath.

The thin man stared at Zhang Yan's lightning-like speed, and then saw Zhang Yan's cheek clearly, as if he had seen a ghost, and screamed, "You are...you are..."

click!

Zhang Yan's hand was strong and directly twisted the neck of the rough man. Then he turned his head and said to the thin man, "Do you know me?"

The thin man nodded and shook his head quickly.

Zhang Yan pointed to the body on the ground and said, "Why doesn't he pay for the wine?"

When the thin man saw the body, he shivered and said in a trembling voice, "He... He should be in his heart... Very irritable, isn't it?"

Zhang Yan said, suddenly took action, twisted the thin man's neck in the same way, and then muttered, "I saw the monk bullying mortals, and my heart was also very... irritable."

"Pineapple, let them disappear."

He walked far away without looking at the body on the ground.

Bu Ruo, who looked like a ghost, appeared out of thin air. He looked at Zhang Yan's * and touched his chin and whispered, "Your Excellency is very irritable?"

With the sound, a black flame popped from his fingertips, which instantly burned the two bodies into dust. As soon as they were washed away by the rain, they melted into the dust.

Bu Ruo caught up with Zhang Yan and said in a shrill voice, "Your Excellency, aren't we going to kill that thing called Meng Dongye? How can we kill these unsightly little bastards?"

Zhang Yan kept walking and said slowly, "Can you find Meng Dongye?"

Bu Ruo said disdainfully, "Let's kill Dongfumen directly, and we will find him?"

"What if he is not here?"

"Let's destroy the East Floating Gate and force him out!"

Zhang Yan shook his head and resolutely denied, "I don't look like a madman who kills innocent people."

Bu Ruo screamed, "Then what do you mean, what should we do?"

Zhang Yan said casually, "Wait."

Bu Ruo was stunned and said in astonishment, "Wait for him to come to you?"

"Yes, they must try their best to find me for the Buddha and demon treasure, and in order to prevent others from taking the lead, they must take individual actions. In this way, our enemies will be much less.

Zhang Yan stopped and said his thoughts while thinking, "The key is... we can wait for work..."

"Well, this method is good..."

Bu Ruo touched his chin, and his enchanting eyes were full of praise.

Wait for work with ease, this is a very stylish way...

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A new refinery shop has been opened in Qingliu Lane.

There are seven or eight low-grade spiritual weapons on the shelves in the store, but the price is extremely high. Each low-grade spiritual weapon costs 300 medium-grade spiritual stones, which is more than twice as expensive as some large shops, and the business is naturally deserted.

But the owner of the store doesn't seem to care. Every morning, he must open the store before the sun rises and close the store before the sun sets.

is very regular.

The owner of the shop is actually a young man. This young man will always come to the small hotel at the entrance of the alley to drink a jar of dry and spicy wine brewed by the old couple in the evening, and then Shi Ran returns to the store and will not come out.

He——

Of course, it is Zhang Yan.

Waiting is also an extremely painful process, but he seems to be very comfortable.

In fact, he understands the five elements of kendo every day.

When moving into Qingliu Lane, Zhang Yan spent ten days refining the remaining three Yuanying. The power of Buddha Yuan has soared, and Buddha Yuanjinying can be on par with Moyuan Ziying.

Ten days later, he became a monk in the late Yuanying period.

In a flash of ten days, Yuanying entered the late stage of Yuanying. If this matter is known by others, I'm afraid it will fall below the eyeballs of the ground.

Now, in Zhang Yan is in the sea, the second stage of the Tibetan gold wheel has been completely completed. The hidden golden wheel has completely transformed, surrounded by countless small tadpoles, and the rich Buddha's knowledge flows slowly between the runes, emitting a trace of brilliant desolate atmosphere.

At this time, the power of his consciousness is comparable to beautifying the initial level of God!

Since he stepped into the world of practice, Zhang Yan has actually practiced many skills, such as the Great Buddha Sutra, Zixiao Devouring Chen, the Golden Wheel and Xinghe Zichen, the refining of divine consciousness, the Prajna Glass Sutra, and the other five systematic swords of gold, wood, water, fire and earth. The "Fundamentals of the Five-e elements array" given by the teacher, the method of refining weapons learned from Li Shuizhen, and the skill of casting swords obtained from Master Cai...

Sometimes, he doesn't even know which one to practice.

However, it is obviously not the time to think about this problem. He is waiting to kill. After killing, he may leave Qingliu Lane in a very short time.

This period is only suitable for drinking and living a seemingly quiet day.

So he opened a refinery shop and placed seven or eight low-grade spiritual weapons.

So, like an idle man, he drinks a jar every day.

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Three months later.

Enter the cold winter.

I don't know when there was a heavy snow in the air, falling day and night, floating on the blue sea, condensing into crystal ice flowers, floating on the corner of a series of houses to dress up a snow-white world.

In three months, even the monks in the farthest place in the north have arrived for a long time.

A team of locust-like monks shuttled over the East China Sea and wandered through the streets of the East China Sea Plain, but the man they were looking for was not found for a long time.

Some people began to doubt the accuracy of this message.

But one day, a roar when a pearl raiser named Guo Laoshuan was killed on Qihan Island swept away the doubts in the hearts of all the monks.

Guo Laoshuan did not leave Qihan Island and did not attract the attention of those monks who set foot on Qihan Island at first, but after all, he was one of the parties involved in the bloodshed of Dongfumen disciples. After all, he was found and captured by Dongfumen.

Of course, Guo Laoboli won't say where Zhang Yan is. Even if he wants to say it, he doesn't know where Zhang Yan has gone.

The incident did not happen. Guo Laoshuan, who was chivalrous and righteous in those years, has not lost this integrity. After he was arrested, he just shouted at the trapped monks around him and cut his throat with the sword in his hand.

The monk of Dongfumen looked at this scene in consteration and wondered if a humble pearl man could make such a decisive move. But they did not forget the purpose of their trip. Although they did not get Zhang Yan's whereabouts, at least they knew that Zhang Yan did appear here, and the people of Dongfumen were indeed killed by Zhang Yan.

As for Zhang Yan's departure...

Now that the East China Sea has laid a trap, how can he escape easily?

The reason why Dongfumen killed a pearl raiser is probably known by all monks because of the sentence that the pearl raiser shouted before he died——

"Brother Zhang will avenge me~!"

No monk would care about the threat of a mortal like a ant. All they know is that a boy with Buddha and demon treasures is indeed in the East China Sea!

Therefore, even after Zhang Yan suddenly disappeared three months, none of these monks from various places in the ancient continent left.

They believe that Zhang Yan is in the East China Sea.

It can even be said that the Buddha and demon treasure is in the East China Sea!

In this way, those hidden Sanxiu and old monsters gradually got news and roared towards the East China Sea.

People——

There are more.....

PS: The third update will be a little late. After 11 o'clock, I can't wait to see it tomorrow.