It's night.

The cold light is very good.

The flowers are mottled, and they are swaying above the pine and cypress.

There is also the sound of jingling springs, which is uniquely quiet.

Then, the sound of the mysterious sound is clear and the fragrance is fragrant. The young man who just came on the crane is strode in front, holding the sword in his hand, the high-crowned robes, and the wooden clogs hitting the bluestone, which is very crisp.

Beside him was a girl with a drooping bun, with a fluttering plain skirt, and her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, which was Bai Liangliang.

Two people, one man and one woman, one front and one back.

Soon, the two of them came close to Chen Yan.

Bai Liangliang stepped forward, said to the young man in front of him, and introduced, "This is fellow Taoist Chen Fuchen from the sect."

Chen Fu chuckled, interrupted Bai Liangliang's next words, bowed to Chen Yan, and said, "It's Chen Yan, Deputy Palace Master Chen, I have heard of Daming for a long time, and it's so well-known."

Chen Fu's appearance is not as handsome as Chen Yan's, and he is very handsome, but every move is unique and charming, making people feel like spring breeze. He said, "Before I came, I saw Jin Cheng Miaoxuan Immortal Lord. The Immortal Lord also told me to ask me more about the Deputy Palace Master."

Chen Fu kept talking, but he was not slow, his clothes were rustling, and there was the sound of pine wind and bamboo sounds. He rushed over and said, "The Immortal Lord also said, although I am a few years older, I am much worse than Deputy Palace Master Chen's insight."

Chen Fu's voice was not loud, his words were as thin as jade, as fine as pearls, and he said, "The best one is the first, Deputy Palace Master Chen, please be willing to give advice."

After hearing this, Chen Yan narrowed his eyes slightly. The person in front of him spoke sincerely, and also pointed out the origin of the Immortal Master Jin Cheng Miaoxuan, which obviously had a good intention to be in love with him.

It seems that Dongfang Shuo, the Immortal Lord of Jinxuan Dou, is operating smoothly in the sect. The host of the Donghuangyunluo Realm who came to the Thirty-Three Days of the East Desolate is his own.

Thinking of this, Chen Yan also had a smile on his face. The water behind him was faint, which showed the calmness and steadyness between his eyebrows. He also said politely, "Senior Brother Chen, you are polite. I am young and have a lot of money to see. Where can I point to my senior brother?"

"Deputy Lord Chen is too modest."

Shen Fu's big sleeves flutter, and the fragrance of lotus is rising.

At this moment, suddenly, behind Chen Fu, smoke and water filled the water, layer by layer, suddenly turned into half an acre, with frost white inside, and sporadic light swaying, like a big star falling into it.

The beautiful jade waves of frost and the great stars sway, interwoven into a deep picture, like an ancient star field, a little light, just like waiting for beans, but it has lasted forever.

The scroll spread out slowly, and a slightly crisp female voice came from inside, saying, "You two, after all, are very hypocritical, and they are so annoying."

"Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, I want to drink."

"Drink, drink, drink!"

When Chen Yan heard this sound, he naturally outlined a picture in his sea of ​​consciousness. It was a spoiled girl in red with a mole on the corner of her mouth, and she was pinching her waist and screaming loudly.

Yes, it's cute and cute.

"this,"

Chen Fu naturally appeared when he saw the scroll, smiled bitterly, and said to Chen Yan, "This is the sect's Quhui Qianxi Baoxing Map, senior man who likes to drink the most."

Chen Yan nodded. He was very sure that the treasure in front of him should be the most important reliance for Chen Fu to come. Judging from its permeable power, it is not inferior to ordinary celestial immortals.

Of course, this is not weaker than it is just a simple power, but the real magic power of the immortals is endless, and you can also understand the heart of heaven and deduce the secrets of heaven. In this regard, it is not comparable to that of magic weapons.

"What are you talking about?"

The Baojuan's weapon spirit Xiaoman kept saying, "Wine, wine, wine!"

"Ha ha,"

Chen Yan laughed loudly, and with a move of his hand, the Dazai Jiuzhentian Xuan Palace behind him suddenly turned, and nine rays of light shot out from inside. After it unfolded, there were heavy halos and various different wine jars inside.

Puchi,

The wine jar was slapped open, and the lush aroma of wine came out of it, as if it was the essence.

Various aromas gather together, and the fragrance soaks the spiritual bones.

In the heavenly court, in front of the former Emperor Beiyou Ziyang, Chen Yan has many such fine wines.

"Senior Xiaoman,"

Chen Yan waved his sleeves and said, "Do you see how satisfied this wine?"

"ah,"

Xiaoman seemed to have twitched his nose and made a cheerful cry. Then the magic baby rolled around, wrapped all the wine jars and put them in.

“Good wine, good wine.”

Xiaoman made a cheerful female voice and suddenly closed it. The treasure scroll became tired, like a lazy girl, curled up, shaking, and very happy.

“Very good.”

A crescent moon rose up on the treasure map, turning downwards, as if a girl smiled and bent her eyebrows. She seemed to be really satisfied with the wine, and she whipped her voice and said, "You are not bad, not bad."

The girl seemed to be tilting her little head, thinking. After a while, the treasure map swept, and a little green light flew out from inside, and it became brighter. In an instant, the branches sprouted and rose up. Layers of green leaves hung on it, with a colorful rainbow at the top, flashing wonderful sounds. It kept ringing.

"What's this?"

Chen Yan took the branch and watched the jade light shining between people's eyebrows. He seemed to hear unknown whispers, thousands of thousands of people, want to hear, but can't hear clearly.

"It's a part of an ancient treasure."

The girl seemed to be drunk soon, and her little head said little by little, "Now this ancient treasure is about to enter the world. If you hold this part, you will have the chance to sense this ancient treasure."

The girl seemed to care nothing at all, and swayed and said, "Whether you can get it depends on your chance."

After saying that, the treasure scroll shook and waves were swaying, as if it had re-entered the halo behind Shen Fu, and there was no movement.

It seems like I'm really drunk and went to bed.

"The part of the ancient treasure,"

Chen Yan shook the green branches, narrowed his eyes, looked up and down, and the mysterious sound kept stopping. He looked at it for a while, then turned to Shen Fu and smiled, "I didn't expect that it would be a few jars of wine to get an ancient treasure piece. It seems that I'm very lucky."

Shen Fu smiled, his face remained silent, but he was slightly surprised in his heart.

The big reason why he was able to stand out from his own sect is that he had a good relationship with this magic weapon, Qu Hui Qianqian Baoxing Map, and could allow this treasure to protect himself.

After all, the sects are only there. Magic weapons of the level of Quhui Thousand-Flag Treasure Star Map have great freedom. Except for the commands of real senior officials such as the head sect, they are all free and easy, as they please, moving whenever they like, and hanging around if they don’t like to move.

It is precisely because of this that Shen Fu knew that Xiaoman, the weapon spirit of Qu Hui Qianchi Baoxing Map, was really as famous as her name, a bit unruly. She tasted good and served her, but she didn't see anything good to give her.
Chapter completed!