"Seventh level of Qi refining!" Yang Cheng looked at Senior Sister Su curiously.
Although she is a senior sister, Yang Cheng thinks that the other party is not very old, maybe a year or two younger than himself.
Moreover, her appearance is outstanding, and her every move carries a breathtaking sense of beauty. This alone surpasses 90% of the female cultivators of the Spirit Sword Sect.
"I'm afraid only Master Uncle Song and other peerless figures who bring disaster to the country and the people can be compared to or even surpass her!"
Yang Cheng watched silently, "This Senior Sister Su seems to be a lot worried about Qin Xuan leaving privately."
However, when he discovered that Qin Xuan was talking about what happened last night, Yang Cheng quickly turned away so as not to eavesdrop any more.
Although a new beautiful woman has arrived, the scholar on the other side is also aware of it. He can see that Yang Cheng and the two girls seem to have unusual status. Although they are a little envious, they are obedient and do not come to ask. They take out the book and enjoy themselves on the side.
looked up.
But while I was reading, I couldn't help but raise my head and glance over here quietly, looking a little distracted.
After the two women finished speaking, Senior Sister Su moved her lotus feet lightly and walked toward Yang Cheng.
"Su Zhiyan thanked Fellow Daoist Yang for saving his life on behalf of Junior Sister Qin!" When she came to Yang Cheng, the woman glanced at Yang Cheng and said softly with her red lips slightly parted.
It seems that he already knows Yang Cheng's identity and what happened last night from his junior sister.
"Fellow Daoist Su, you don't have to be so polite. Yang just happened to receive the task of getting rid of ghosts here, so he did it conveniently."
Yang Cheng took one look at Su Zhiyan's flowery face, quickly turned away his eyes, and said: "Fellow Daoist Qin was attacked by evil spirits last night. After Daoist Su returns, it's best to ask the elders of the master's sect to check her to see if her soul has been hurt."
Hearing Yang Cheng's words, Su Zhiyan said "Ah", her beautiful eyes widened, and she asked in an extremely seductive manner: "Is it true, Fellow Daoist Yang?"
"It's hard to say, but in order to avoid leaving trouble, it's better to check it out!" Yang Cheng said seriously.
Su Zhiyan frowned slightly and started to feel worried.
They had been traveling for many days, and they had originally planned to eliminate the evil spirits when passing by, and then return to the sect. However, she was delayed for a while due to something. As a result, the junior sister almost had an accident, and she suddenly felt anxious.
Moreover, she also knew that the junior sister had always been deeply loved by a senior uncle in the sect. If something happened because of this, among other things, he would definitely be dissatisfied with her as the leader.
"Fellow Daoist Yang, if that's the case, I can't stay any longer. I need to take my junior sister back to the sect as soon as possible." Su Zhiyan said to Yang Cheng apologetically.
"Fellow Daoist Su, let's go! Yang has just completed his mission and may have to return to the sect as soon as possible." Yang Cheng said with bright eyes and a hint of regret.
"Goodbye, Fellow Daoist Yang!" Su Zhiyan's eyes were like waves of smoke, and she quickly glanced at Yang Cheng's face. In anxiety, she said goodbye and turned around.
"Goodbye, Fellow Daoist Su and Fellow Daoist Qin!" Yang Cheng took the initiative to see them off.
At the entrance of the main hall, Qin Xuan looked back at Yang Cheng again. Yang Cheng smiled and waved his hand, watching the two of them leave the main hall of the temple, walking farther and farther, and finally disappeared.
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At noon, in a restaurant in Jiangzhou City, Yang Cheng sat alone at a table on the second floor, ordered a few dishes, leaned on the railing and looked into the distance, drinking and expressing his emotions.
After the two girls from Qingyue Valley left, Yang Cheng also escorted the scholar all the way to the county seat, and then the two separated.
Originally, Yang Cheng's plan was to return to the sect directly. But for some reason, he suddenly changed his mind and wandered around Jiangzhou City, finally coming to a restaurant.
At this time, I was thinking about something on my mind. I didn't eat much of the food, but my glass of wine was dry, and I was already a little tipsy.
A waiter who was busy serving food glanced at Yang Cheng and couldn't help but smile knowingly.
It's not that Yang Cheng behaved strangely, but that the waiter in the shop had seen many situations like Yang Cheng's getting drunk alone.
As for the young master, as long as he is not studying hard and has no way to make progress, he most likely has secretly fallen in love with someone's young lady or madam, but he can't fall in love with her, so he can only come to a restaurant to drink and vent his anger.
But the waiter only dared to think about it in his mind.
Looking at Yang Cheng's handsome appearance and well-dressed appearance, it's hard to say that he was targeting the back house of a wealthy family.
This kind of thing is not something that someone with the status of a waiter in a store can comment on at will. If word spreads by then, the young master may be fine. But as a waiter in a store, he will probably "walk around without food"!
Yang Cheng looked at the scenery outside the window, but he didn't pay attention to the waiter's gaze, and he never expected that in the waiter's heart, he would be a slutty guy who didn't do his job properly.
I poured myself some wine and drank it. After drinking two bottles of wine, I finally started to feel a little drunk and felt much better.
Ever since Grandpa Mo left and Yang Cheng entered the world of Zijin Xiuxian alone, he had not seen the customs of the secular world again for almost six or seven years.
Being immersed in the scene at this time, Yang Cheng seemed to have returned to the wind and frost, the flash of swords and the rain of swords in his childhood.
When Yang Cheng was six or seven years old, in order to teach Yang Cheng literacy and because Grandpa Mo was injured, the two of them stopped in a small village for two or three years. That was the time Yang Cheng missed the most.
The remaining memories are of endless running around.
When he was a child, Yang Cheng was puzzled as to why other children could study and play well, but he could not.
It wasn't until later, when he really grew up, that he finally understood the difference between him and others.
However, over the years, Yang Cheng has also met many children who are not even as good as him. At least he still has Grandpa Mo. But those children, born in troubled times, can only leave it to their fate whether they can survive.
"With thousands of rooms in Guangxia, the poor people in the world will be happy!" Yang Cheng smiled bitterly while drunk, then stood up to pay the bill and left the restaurant.
In order not to attract attention, Yang Cheng also hired a carriage. However, as soon as he got into the carriage, his magic power started to work, the alcohol was instantly discharged from his body, and his mind immediately sobered up.
When the coachman heard that he was leaving the city for the nearest village, he thought that Yang Cheng was a scholar who was out visiting friends, and he was happy to have business. He packed up carefully, and after Yang Cheng got into the car, he took the car towards the city gate.
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"Sir, we've arrived! Sir..." As soon as he saw the place, the coachman began to call Yang Cheng, but after waiting for a long time, there was no reply.
When I opened the blinds and took a look, I was stunned. There was no one else in the car, only a piece of broken silver was placed on the seat cushion.
At this time, in the mountains more than ten miles away, Yang Cheng was using his light body technique and running quickly.
From time to time, he would fly up to the tree, flying two or three feet out with just a tip of his toes. After landing, he would lightly step on the branches again, and then fly forward again. He seemed to be in a very good mood.
Yang Cheng's carriage was just to hide from others. The carriage was too slow and he couldn't walk as smoothly as he wanted, so he quietly got out of the carriage when no one was around.
In this way, he would find a cave to rest when he was tired, and when he was hungry, he would hunt down a hare for a good meal. Ten days later, Yang Cheng entered the Purple Gold Realm, and his sword flew up, speeding up, and he was not far from the mountain gate of Lingjian Sect. This chapter has been completed!