Chen Huai'an paused.
I secretly thought that it finally came.
Hidden BOSS! A common plot in immortal cultivation novels, even if written in the book it would be considered a poison point - the sect ancestor!
When the young are struck, the old come; when the old are struck, the resurrected come.
Invincible below the 꽭, enemies coming from above the 꽭, infinite nesting dolls, and endless treasures.
If it were another player, they would have no choice but to run away or die in a dramatic way.
But Chen Xianzun is different!
놛, I have money!
"Are you the old monster hiding in Qingyun Sect? Haha!"
Chen Huaian only tilted his head slightly, with half of his face shrouded in shadow, only his vertical pupils were still scorching.
When these words came out, everyone was shocked.
Li Qingran looked at Chen Huaian silently, and always felt that the way the senior spoke was very different from before he appeared.
But...it doesn't matter.
She only knew that her heart was beating fast.
Wu Duanxiao and the other elders looked at Chen Huaian as if he were a fool. Zhang Hanxiao, who was pretending to be dead, opened one eye. Lu Changxiao stopped rolling around. Mu Baishuang covered her mouth with her eyes wide open. Even the half-dead Qingxuan Taoist twitched his mouth.
Ancestor Qingyun, a great cultivator in the Heti realm, actually called her an old monster?
Although she is indeed very old.
But you have to have basic respect. What's more, why are you so arrogant after you achieve great perfection?
There is only one realm difference, but that is also a huge difference.
"You, called me, an old monster?" The wrinkles at the corners of Qingyun Patriarch's eyes twitched wildly, but a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.
But there was no smile in that smile, only sinisterness and murderous intent.
"Yes, old weirdo."
Chen Huai'an didn't feel guilty at all, but after saying this, he felt that the hidden boss on the opposite side was about to take action, and it was time to activate the power of money.
So he silently said in his heart: "Please help me raise my realm to the state of great perfection in the fusion realm!"
Since it is a brain neural mapping technology, it should be able to capture your stream of consciousness.
As expected, the game captures it.
But a prompt box popped up: [The realm is not yet open and your balance is insufficient! ]
Chen Huai’an: “???”
'Then bring me to the later stages of the fusion!'
[The realm has not been opened, and the balance is insufficient]
"Mid-stage fusion?"
[The territory is not open, and the money is not enough]
"Fusion, early stage?"
[Not opened, insufficient]
Chen Huai'an: "..."
Finished, sent, Sparta.
The exchange of thoughts takes only a moment.
The Qingyun Patriarch opposite her was already full of spiritual energy, and a huge Dharma image with a dark blue face, red hair and red eyes, and a dignified face, stood up behind her. The Dharma image had six arms, holding six kinds of magic weapons: sword, knife, spear, bottle, shield, and fan. Every move he made was majestic.
Directly show the Dharma image.
Chen Huaian looked calm on the outside, but he was actually very nervous.
It won't really trigger a plot murder, right?
[You have angered the hidden BOSS Qingyun Patriarch. You have three choices (multiple choices are allowed)]
A game box pops up.
Chen Huaian's back, which was about to slump, immediately straightened up.
＜Recharge 18¥ to get a Thousand Miles Travel Talisman and escape from the battlefield＞
＜Recharge 88¥ to temporarily gain the late stage of fusion pressure, which lasts for 30 seconds＞
＜Recharge 188¥ to increase your charm value, and Qingyun Patriarch will look upon you with new eyes (your success rate in capturing Qingyun Patriarch will be increased)＞
…
No, is the third option serious?
Chen Huai'an thought about it carefully. Is this the otherworldly version of "Kidnapped Rich Woman"? If Li Qingran wasn't there, he would definitely choose it immediately!
This is just a game, if there is someone you can hug, of course you should hug him!
The real game characters only need to enjoy the rich woman's happy steel wire ball and the soaring numbers, but as a player, there are too many things to consider.
It can also increase your charm.
But now...
Chen Huai'an narrowed his eyes.
When Patriarch Qingyun was about to go berserk, he directly recharged 294¥.
Select All!!!
In an instant, Patriarch Qingyun's gaze, which was fixed on Chen Huaian, suddenly froze.
She seemed to feel that the face shrouded in divine light was so familiar.
"Zihao... is it Zihao?"
"No, Zihao is dead, it can't be Zihao, but... his temperament really seems..."
The momentum of the Qingyun Patriarch, which had been gradually rising, weakened like a deflated ball. Lu Zihao, the former Taoist partner of the Qingyun Patriarch, was one of the top ten handsome men in the Cangyun Realm. However, due to his poor talent, even though the Qingyun Patriarch had found various materials and treasures, he still could not help him break through to the Spiritual Transformation Stage to prolong his life.
Originally, Patriarch Qingyun did not look like this old woman.
People who cultivate immortality have the ability to control their appearance. As long as she wants, no one can tell her age. Even if she is a thousand or ten thousand years old, she can still look as fresh and juicy as a young girl in her twenties.
She was just heartbroken.
But now, a spark of hope appeared in my heart that had long been dead.
But the next second, the spark was extinguished by a word from the other side.
"Old monster, are you really that powerful in the fusion realm?"
Chen Huai'an smiled faintly, and finally he could no longer conceal his anger, and suddenly he pulled it up.
Later stage of fusion!
The entire Qingyun Sect square seemed to be suppressed by a mountain, shrouded in a layer of shadow.
The pressure from the two fusion-stage monks made it impossible for the elders in the spirit-transformation stage to lift their bodies, and their knees were sunk into the bricks.
Behind Chen Huai'an, a black dragon Dharma image that was even bigger than the green monster swirled out, roaring loudly and looking as majestic as hell. Its pair of golden vertical pupils were like two fierce flames, even covering up the brilliance of the sun.
'I think I should write a poem at this time?'
Chen Huaian frowned, and a strange impulse suddenly erupted in his heart.
It's a pity that I have little knowledge and can't just say: Wow, that's awesome?
Just keep silent and remain aloof.
Little did he know that Li Qingran next to him already had hearts welling up in his eyes.
"You, you are also in the fusion stage?" Patriarch Qingyun became even more confused.
This man's figure and temperament are very similar to her deceased Taoist partner, and his strength is comparable to hers. Is she still looking for this place?
If I find one, will I be able to have a good relationship with this person in the future?
If we don't look for him, where will Qingyun Sect's face be?
Ancestor Qingyun is struggling, while Chen Huaian is stuck on time.
Seeing that thirty seconds were about to pass, 놛 took the initiative to throw out a step:
"I came to Qingyun Sect and saw the magnanimity of a great sect. Every wrong has its perpetrator and every debt has its creditor. I have no intention of punishing anyone. Now that the cause and effect have been cleared, I will not stay any longer. Farewell!"
Five seconds left.
Chen Huaian took out the Thousand Mile Travel Talisman and tried to grab Li Qingran's hand, but he failed and walked right through her.
Fortunately, the magic talisman covered both of them.
"Would you like to know your name?" Patriarch Qingyun followed the majestic figure's back with his eyes full of emotions.
"Sword Gate, Chen Huai'an!"
Swish——!
Chen Huaian and Li Qingran disappeared in an instant.
"Sword Sect? Could it be a hidden sect?" Patriarch Qingyun felt mixed emotions, but he did not chase after them.
The monk's strength is likely to be greater than hers.
Since the other party has already given you face, it would be impolite to rush over to give it to them.
She turned and walked to Taoist Qingxuan.
The dragon-head crutch touched Taoist Qingxuan's shoulder, and a green light enveloped Taoist Qingxuan, and the injuries on his body gradually healed.
After a while, Taoist Qingxuan, who had recovered his breath, raised his head with difficulty and looked at the old woman:
"mother……"
"Shut up, go to the cliff and face the wall!"
The old woman snorted coldly and passed by.
He took only two steps and turned back, saying coldly, "Send me two furnaces of Zhuyan Dan within half an hour!"
Taoist Qingxuan: “?”
"Oh, and I also want a milk bath and roselle."
Taoist Qingxuan: “???”
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