"Master Qian, are you here or are you the fourth brother?"

"No, those four are so irritating, are there new tricks?" The pale-faced young man walked into Zizhuxuan. Anyone who knew him knew that Qian Peng was just looking young, but in fact he was wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. If he hadn't spent a lot of money to nourish his skin, it would be difficult to hide his old attitude in his bones.

He is the one Chen Xinghe likes.

Zizhuxuan heard that its name is very elegant, but it is actually a gold-selling cave. The monks who come and go are not worthy of money, and they are all involved in food, drink, whore and gambling.

The so-called fourth-class old things are to eat spiritual rice and carefully cook thirty-six delicacies, drink thirty-six kinds of old wines, and prostitution requires a courtesan from a certain country, preferably without a person.

The gambling is more essence, betting on the weather at a certain time tomorrow, betting on how many people die on the front line, betting on how many witches can be controlled by the body refining monks.

In short, Qian Peng is willing to spend money when he is constantly renovating it.

Last month, he had a dispute with others and bet on 10,000 medium-grade spirit stones, which attracted countless monks to curse their prodigal sons, but none of them dared to blame him in person.

Why?

Isn't he a tough backstage yet? The few relatives of the Jindan ancestor ran to Lijiangkou to be in charge of logistics affairs. He thought it was to use his toes to get benefits.

As long as Qian Peng did not do too much, the other monks turned a blind eye and had no way to deal with him.

When the shopkeeper Zi Zhuxuan heard the second generation ancestor say he was tired of eating, drinking, whore and gambling, he smiled and said, "It's true that there are some new things, but they can be cheated."

Qian Peng's eyes lit up and he laughed: "It's good to break a taboo, but I like things that break a taboo."

He actually called himself a young master. You should know that this "little" is between his fifties and sixties, and perhaps compared with his ancestor, he does have the word "little".

"Oh, Mr. Qian, please whisper. If someone knows about this, we Zizhuxuan will not have to open the door to do business."

"Stop talking nonsense, what's it?"

The shopkeeper looked around with serious matters, then lowered his voice and said, "Bonnie! Three clam demons and four seahorse demons, half of their body is cultivated into human form, half of them is original, set up a confinement and keep it in the pool. Master Qian, do you want to subdue demons tonight?"

"Ah haha, you really have it. Get ready quickly. I haven't played Banshee yet at such a big age. This project is really fresh."

"Yes, yes, yes, just be happy." The shopkeeper happily called someone over and led Mr. Qian to the underground for fun.

Qian Peng felt that today was interesting, not as boring as before.

He followed the servant all the way deeper, but when he stepped on the elevator, the jade pendant hanging around his waist flashed.

"not good!"

Qian Peng was shocked and felt that he was falling quickly, and a large number of restrictions were generated from front, back, left and right to stabilize his body.

The surroundings were pitch black, unable to scream or move, and the several treasures left by the ancestor were also stalemate. What's wrong?

The ghost dragon hung above the heads of several servants and said, "Master, hurry up."

Chen Xinghe chanted a spell and tied up a race bag, and his bones all over his body were "cracking" and "cracking".

In a blink of an eye, he has become Qian Peng.

Although the details are much worse, there is insufficient underground light, so where can these servants recognize them?

The ghost dragon whirled into the pen holder. The servant felt his body swaying, and the underground salt pond arrived, and the banshee was raising the banshee inside.

Chen Xinghe followed the servant and said, "I'm playing with the banshee here. You guys will retreat for the time being, and don't have to follow you to serve."

The servant thought it was strange that this master was not a person who could not let go. In the past, the maid needed a waiter to take care of him, and even deliberately showed some disgusting heroism for people to see. What happened today?

But when I think of what the pool is, I feel relieved. I am afraid that I am embarrassed to clear the scene in advance, and I think who is willing to serve me?

"Yes! But I have an order, Master Qian, please ring the bell immediately, and the young ones can come down at any time."

"Go!" Qian Peng waved his hand and finally fooled the episode.

After the servant left, Chen Xinghe immediately summoned the ghost dragon and ordered: "Search carefully to see if there are any unclean hands and feet here."

"Yes!" The ghost dragon quickly searched for hidden dangers, took the time to look at the seven soft figures in the pool, and couldn't help but lick their lips.

Such monsters are close to building the foundation, and blood is a great tonic for ghost cultivators, so they are naturally envious.

After searching for a while, Gui Jiao came back to report: "I have seen it. There is an emergency formation and there is also a magic circle that I can crack."

"Okay, get some mist out and cover the spying array first."

"I understand." Gui Jiao knew that Qian Peng was extraordinary, so he did not dare to neglect and immediately did a method to control the fog.

Chen Xinghe reached into the race bag, touched the left and right, and found four storage talismans, two spiritual pet bags, and twelve portable magic weapons.

"Wow, what a big fish!"

Facing these magical tools, Chen Xinghe rubbed his hands and said to himself: "Blessed by the Buddha, I must find a magical tool that is spiritually connected to this guy."

If you just become Qian Peng's appearance, it would be a very dangerous thing, so the more safe approach is to seize the body.

Taking over a body requires a prerequisite, that is, a spiritually connected magic weapon to build a body-taking channel, but looking at this guy's appearance, it's lingering!

"This is a protective jade pendant, no."

"The short dagger in the sleeve actually quenched the poison, it's also not good."

"Bell? For emergency messaging? Put it aside first."

"What a great idea for mountains and rivers, it should have strange protection capabilities. If it weren't for the sudden attack of my handheld veterinary bag, Qian Peng would have been waxed today once he unfolded this picture."

After trying multiple magic weapons in a row, when he thought there was no hope of taking over the body, he finally touched a bronze mirror and a passage immediately appeared in his mind.

"This mirror has no attack ability or defense method. It seems that it can only modify the light to make people look better. You big man actually looks in the mirror every day to reflect your spirituality. It's really the only one of the Scorpion's Papa."

Since the passage to seize the body was completed, Chen Xinghe immediately went deeper.

When he approached his target "crossing mountains and ridges", he saw the lights stacking up, and Qian Peng's soul was actually hidden by some kind of spell. It seemed that the clouds were deep and it was difficult to accurately locate it.

"I am worthy of the closest relatives of the Golden Pill Ancestor's bloodline, and I have the means to protect him from the inside to the outside." Chen Xinghe reached out and pointed, and a star immediately appeared on his head, with a misty light covering him.

No matter how strong the brilliance is, it is useless. The Heavenly Star Watching the Wind will never get lost, unless the Jindan Ancestor sets up a Goldendan stage maze in Qian Peng's head, so that the lock can be prevented.

After moving around and carefully sensing, Chen Xinghe immediately determined that he could not really take over the body.

The methods of the Jindan ancestor cannot be solved, so you must be careful again.

Although it is impossible to truly take over the body, Chen Xinghe can watch the memory from the perspective of the bystander. Even if he cannot empathize with it, he can still understand the words and deeds of the second generation ancestor. That's all.
Chapter completed!