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Chapter 1935

Chapter 1935

"Who said you couldn't live in a villa in ancient times?"

“A five-star hotel is not a dream!”

This was the thought that came to Chen Yang's mind when he first saw this spell, which is said to be the most practical in the Yin Demon Sect's outer sect.

After he geared up, he thought to himself: "I must have written in ancient sketches and sketches about gods and monsters that a scholar or businessman lost his way in the mountains. He would see a mansion at night, knock on the door and a beautiful woman would open the door, and everything would turn upside down. The next day, he would be there.

When I woke up in the ruins and graveyard, a similar spell was used."

"I want to try and see if you can really build me a mansion."

Chen Yang pinched the seals and kneaded the secrets, chanting words, and the yin and demonic energy surged in his body, ready to come out.

It took him dozens of breaths to complete the entire process, and he stretched out his hand to touch the half-broken grave.

A dim light came out of my hand and disappeared.

Faint fluctuations were surging beneath the ancient tomb.

Chen Yang had no choice but to wait patiently.

This spell cannot be called difficult, but it is extremely mysterious. It does not require high levels of cultivation, but high requirements for understanding.

Chen Yang relied on his ability to pluck wool from the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons, and almost didn't get the corresponding Yin Demon to pluck the bald man, so he could barely perform it.

If it were other ordinary disciples of the Yin Mo Sect, regardless of the inner or outer sect, they would rather buy an extra magic weapon for sleeping outdoors than put in the effort.

"Desolate suburbs require no human habitation for ten miles, lacking in popularity, and the yin energy gathers; ancient tombs require old tombs that are more than ten years old, and the older they are, the easier it is to succeed; Befufu is your own house, so it is familiar and easy to outline.

"

Chen Yang concluded that the three most basic requirements are these three.

Beppu is easy to say. Chen Yang sketched out an Hui-style courtyard-style luxury hotel that he used to go to in Shangjing.

There is no problem in the wilderness. There is no human habitation here, let alone ten miles or a hundred miles.

Only the ancient tomb, Chen Yang was not sure whether it could support the five-star luxury villa he wanted.

The next second, Yin Qi burst out, and a deep breath filled the air, gradually spreading over hundreds of meters or even thousands of meters in radius.

Chen Yang looked surprised. He didn't expect that he could succeed at once, so he quickly retreated.

All the way out of the area filled with Yin Qi.

He stood outside and saw with great interest that a pool of water was looming, the wooden and stone steps above were clearly arranged, and the Orchid Pavilion appeared from scratch.

The winding path leads to a secluded place, and beyond the winding river is an Hui-style villa-style hotel.

The wood color is full of antiques and the decoration is full of elegance. Starting from the second floor, there are rooms with balconies to enjoy the view. On the first floor, bypassing the front desk, there is a hot spring pool.

Chen Yang couldn't help but have a look of nostalgia on his face.

This was especially true after seeing that the sign outside the hotel was outlined and even a G-Class Mercedes parked outside was restored.

"Qushui Lanting!"

"Long time no see."

Chen Yang looked at the Qushui Lanting Hotel in front of him and burst into laughter.

Because he was able to relive his past experiences in this foreign land using magic, strange emotions arose in his heart.

It is remembrance, pride, joy, and sadness.

Words cannot describe the situation.

"Can you get in?"

Chen Yang suddenly felt timid about being close to home, shook his head, and let the Five Blessed Boy leave his body with a wave of his hand.

In an instant, the Wufu boy giggled and flickered away and then flickered back.

In front of Chen Yang and in front of Qushui Orchid Pavilion, there was a bonfire.

The wood was piled high and ignited with inner fire. In the end, the Wufu boy did not go back and just played on Chen Yang's body.

Chen Yang couldn't feel the weight anyway, so he just let them go. He casually took out a piece of talisman paper that he got from some unlucky guy's belongings and made a few strokes on it.

Perhaps due to emotions, Chen Yang felt empty in his heart, but instead seemed ethereal, and he managed to achieve it all at once.

"Here comes the roast chicken!"

Chen Yang waved his hand, drank in a low voice, and ignited the talisman.

The talisman was instantly burned to ashes and scattered in the wind.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Yang spread his hand, and a hot roast chicken fell into his palm.

Fragrant.

It's obviously fresh out of the pot.


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