In the tea shop,

Yun Qianyu had no dreams all night, and when he woke up in the morning, it was already dawn.

After washing up, he packed up his things.

Because he didn't hire a waiter or something, he would do his own things to clean up the house, but his business here was not good, and there were only a few regular customers coming and going, so he was not busy.

While cleaning the counter, I saw a few things he had thrown around.

A gray stone bead, an unknown white scale the size of a child's palm, and a small purse.

Seeing the little purse, Yun Qianyu picked it up and weighed it in a boring manner, "Is this the girl Xiao Ruoyi? I can't use it anyway, I can give it back to her next time."

Just as he was thinking, he unbuttoned the strap tied to the purse.

I originally wanted to see what spices were inside.

But when the purse was opened, many things fell out of it.

Yun Qianyu looked surprised, "What is this? The medicine bottle? And the silver? Such a small purse, and so much stuff is contained in this way?"

He simply turned over his purse, and Ding Ling shook off many things again.

"This is not the legendary storage bag, right?"

Yun Qianyu was a little aware of it.

"Don't this kind of storage bag be used by monks? Is this girl Xiao Ruoyi a monk? I thought the two little girls were ordinary martial arts people, but they turned out to be monks..."

He held the purse and said speechlessly, "Shouldn't this kind of storage bag be very precious? How could that girl give it to me? Not only that, the pile of things in it are probably valuable, right? I'm afraid there are hundreds of taels of taels of gold and silver alone, it's really..."

He recalled that it seemed that this girl used this storage bag to exchange for a statue with him.

Although he is thick-skinned and considers his carving skills to be superb, he is almost the best in the world.

But I still feel that using a statue to exchange for a precious storage bag like a little girl, there are also a lot of things, which is a bit of a advantage.

"I'll give it to her next time she comes. I can't use these elixirs anyway... I didn't expect that the two little girls were monks, which is really enviable..."

In fact, he had almost let go of his knots of being unable to practice, but he still felt a little envious of such a young monk.

Yun Qianyu smiled and said, "Although the two little girls are monks, they have a good attitude every time they come. It seems that if these secular skills reach a certain level, they will not be despised."

He thought that others were very respectful to him and had a good attitude because his skills were good.

This makes sense. Some monks also prefer piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

While traveling abroad, he met monks who admired his calligraphy, painting and chess skills.

But most monks must still look down on ordinary people who cannot practice. Even if they have a good attitude, they still have a high arrogance in their bones.

This is why Yun Qianyu doesn't like dealing with monks.

However, he did not feel the arrogance of looking down on ordinary people in Xiao Ruoyi and Sun Yaoyao.

"The two little girls probably have just entered the sect of cultivation, and their cultivation is still low and they have not developed any bad habits..."

When I think of two girls, the impression I gave him was that one had a strong personality and a naive and lively personality, and there were indeed no bad habits.

He put all the things poured out in, preparing to return them to Xiao Ruoyi when she comes back.

After cleaning up the house, I found that there were no customers, and the carving wood was almost used up.

He simply closed the door and came to the backyard to take the donkey and search for some available wood in Houshan Village.

The donkey was fed two glasses of wine by him last night and still slept soundly early in the morning.

Yun Qianyu said speechlessly, "As for what, you'll get drunk like this after two glasses of wine, get up..."

The donkey opened his eyes, his eyes were shiny, and he looked happy.

Yun Qianyu laughed and scolded, "How could you be happy? Did you have a good dream?"

The donkey looked pleased and thought to himself that he had indeed had a good dream.

He dreamed that he had received the Taoist wine from the master, and learned many wonderful principles from it, and had a deeper understanding of the laws of heaven and earth, and the realm of the celestial immortal was already stable.

In the dream, he followed the master, traveled through the heavens and worlds, and was admired and worshipped by all immortals. Many beautiful fairies surrounded him and brought various fairy delicacies to his mouth.

When I was just having a happy meal, I was woken up by the master.

After waking up, the fairy delicacies disappeared, but the cultivation level was truly stable.

Yun Qianyu, no matter what dream he had, took the donkey out of the yard and headed towards the back mountain.

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In the Demon Realm, in a black mountain, the aura of chaos and evil floats around.

Some demons roared and fought.

The demons are known for their chaos and disorder. Maybe they were playing for the last moment, but they really started fighting to the death the next moment.

A figure appeared on the Demon Mountain, and the chaotic demons suddenly became quiet.

This is a witch with a bulging figure and a winged tail, Bichaluo.

After Bichaluo appeared, he frowned and said, "Has Akeba's breath really disappeared?"

This place was originally the territory of a superior devil named Amber, and she wouldn't come on weekdays.

But one day when I passed by, I found that Amber's breath had disappeared, so I came over to take a look.

Now after careful sensing, I found that the aura of Arkba disappeared completely.

She was shocked. This situation only shows that this superior demon king, who is equivalent to the realm of the celestial fairy, has completely fallen.

"What the hell is going on? Why did he suddenly die?"

Bichaluo was a little panicked. Her cultivation level was also in the Heavenly Immortal Realm, which was similar to Ankeba.

If Amber had fallen for no reason, wouldn’t it mean that even she was in danger?

With a thought, she summoned several of Amber's close subordinates over.

These guys are the demons who led people to fight before. After Ahkeba was gone, they had the highest cultivation level, so of course they competed for territory.

Now that Bichaluo has arrived, the few guys have become quiet.

The demon clan was originally the most important thing. Of course, you can also challenge the demon clan with higher realms and seek wealth and danger.

But obviously these guys don't have the courage.

Bichaluo said, "Tell me, why did that guy Anchan disappear?"

Several people talked about what they knew.

Bichaluo frowned and said, "Ancha said he was going to descend to a certain lower realm, and then suddenly lost contact? Not only did the soul not come back, but the true body and the true spirit hidden in the sea of ​​evil desires and demons were dispersed? Logically speaking, no one in the lower realm could do anything to it. Is this offending the powerful immortals and gods?"

She instructed, "Okay, you guys go down and don't continue fighting anymore, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless. I want to go to Ankeba's retreat to check the situation..."

After the Demon King arrived, the cave was closed, so naturally those subordinates could not enter.

She flashed to the Arkba retreat cave and saw a broken golem beside the empty throne.

She picked up the golem and sensed it carefully.

But I saw a sword light suddenly appearing on it.

Bichaluo was shocked and quickly threw away the broken golem.

But it's still one step late,

With a thud, two of her fingers were cut off.
Chapter completed!