Chapter 67
The second newcomer is named Liu Yanyan.

Compared with Lu Liang's recent ups and downs in life, she seems much simpler.It's just because the alien methods learned at home since childhood were restricted by the elders and could not be used freely, so he turned away from home without authorization, wanting to join the legendary whole-sex faction that advocates freedom and carefreeness.

For some reason, when Lu Liang got this information from Hai Xi, a creepy smile appeared on his face.

"It's really a little girl who doesn't know how to be blessed in the midst of blessings!"

A gleam of light flashed across Yuanyuan's glasses, hiding Lu Liang's gaze, "Let me, senior, give you a little total shock!"

……

……

On the other side, when Hai Xi and Lu Liang were on their way to City Z, in the alleyway courtyard where Lu Liang was hiding before, a stick figure on the wall of the house suddenly moved, and then he walked off the bricks and stones by himself, becoming Became a real figure of a young girl.

She has shoulder-length hair in sky blue, a cold face and a proud figure. If anyone from Mond sees her, they will probably exclaim "Yura".

That's right, in the end Haixi gave up the fan-cut black character design and shaped the secret painting clone into the appearance of her sister Yula.After all, this was the woman he was most familiar with so far, and nothing could go wrong.

After the avatar turned into an entity, it left quietly under the cover of night, and walked in a completely different direction from Hai Xi and Lu Liang - Liupanshui, Biyou Village.

"Fortunately, the long-distance bus does not have a real-name system for tickets..."

Yula muttered softly, and boarded a sleeper car with the ticket and ID card she had drawn. Her clean appearance was in stark contrast to other people's bags.

Biyou Village is located in the Yunnan-Guizhou Mountains, and the long-distance bus drove for three days before reaching Liupanshui.

After getting out of the car, Yura wanted to ask someone to try her luck.After all, the village head, Ma Xianhong, acted upright and did not deliberately conceal his existence. There are a large number of outsiders in Biyou Village who come here admiringly, so they should not be unknown in the local area.

But I didn't expect that as soon as I got out of the car, there was a small tail attached to my back.

"Huh? The folk customs here...is it so 'simple'?"

She looked at the people behind her through the reflective glass doors of the shops on both sides of the street, and then took the initiative to walk to a secluded place in the wilderness.

"Come out."

Stopping at the edge of a paddy field, Yula turned around and said calmly.

"Hey, the girl is indeed a different person."

A white-haired man came out from the dark, wearing a rather simple stand-up collared blouse with floral buttons, playing with a Ruyi of invisible material in his hand, with frivolous eyes mixed with vigilance, "I don't know why I came here Dry?"

Looking at his appearance, especially the Ruyi, which is not ordinary at first glance, Yula immediately realized the identity of this person——Ma Xianhong's disciple, the successor of the youth version who has perfect skills, and the root weapon of Biyou Village. One, Qiu Rang.

So she cupped her fists and saluted without any hesitation, and cut straight to the point: "I'm here to worship a teacher. I heard that there is a master of Tongtian here who founded Jiejiao. He teaches without distinction, and opens the door of cultivation for all living beings..."

"Wait a minute, you wait a moment!"

Chou Rang was stunned and quickly stopped her from continuing. On weekdays, he was considered a second-year middle schooler. He often called Ma Xianhong "the leader" and considered himself the most devout and loyal person in Biyou Village.

But never expected!

This little girl who doesn't know where she came from is actually even better than herself!

Listening to what she said, even the "Tongtian Cult Master" has come out. If she continues to talk about it, Biyou Village may become a holy place for thousands of immortals to practice!
Although it is a kind of enjoyment to be flattered, only those who have no B numbers in their hearts would like that kind of unrestrained nonsense.How powerful and how famous you are, otherwise you will cause trouble.

"you……"

Qiu Rang pondered for a moment, "What do you want to learn?"

"The Way of Artifact Refining!"

Yula blurted out, "Your Majesty the Tongtian Cult will be accompanied by a Taoist priest with many treasures, to tell you the truth, I..."

"Sorry, that's right here!"

Qiu Rang interrupted her again, and his eyes were quite scary, "I am the chief disciple under the leader's seat, and I have inherited the mantle of the old man's art of refining weapons!"

"what?"

Yula's voice paused, her eyes were confused, "You?"

In just two syllables, Chou Rang was furious. He gritted his teeth and asked viciously, "Why, do you think I can't do it?"

Other things are fine, he will never give up his status as the leader's disciple!Besides, I am currently the only person who has been able to express my skills. If the leader is a Daoist, I should be a treasure!

Before he knew it, Qiu Rang had forgotten that he thought it was too exaggerated to call Ma Xianhong the leader of the Tongtian religion just now, and now he was arguing with a stranger for the title of Duobao Taoist.

Staring at Qiu Rang's fierce gaze, Yula slowly said, "If that's the case, what about your magic weapon?"

"This is!"

Qiu Rang raised the gold-plated Ruyi in his hand with a proud face, and when the energy breath poured in, the golden light suddenly shone, and the aura was overwhelming.

"Well, what else?"

Yula nodded and continued to ask, Taoist Duobao naturally couldn't have only one magic weapon.

"and this!"

Qiu Rang pulled out a pendant from the neckline, and showed off, "Have you seen a magic weapon that can be triggered independently?"

Although this is not made by myself, but given by the leader, but now I can't care so much, it belongs to me!
"Well, it counts."

Yura nodded again, "What else?"

"And... not anymore!"

Qiu Rang replied, "One attack and one defense are enough! And my gold-plated Ruyi, it..."

"There are only two magic weapons in the whole body, how dare you call yourself a treasure?"

Yula's tone was flat, but Qiu Rang could hear deep contempt from it.

"You, what do you know? Dharma is precious and essence is not so expensive!" He explained loudly, and waved the gold-plated Ruyi in his hand, "Look, this magic weapon of mine can transform. Although there is only one piece, it is equivalent to A lot of..."

However, the look in the girl's eyes made him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles. Following the two words that came out of his delicate mouth, Qiu Rang directly broke his defense.

"That's it?"

"Just, what's the matter?"

The white-haired man became angry with embarrassment, "You say I'm not worthy, so how many magic weapons do you have?"

"I?"

Yura spread her hands, "I don't have any of them now."

"puff!"

Qiu Rang vomited blood, his eyes widened, "Then you still dare to compete with me for the title of Daoist Duobao? Two pieces are more than parts, right?"

Unexpectedly, the other party glanced at him calmly, as if watching a playful child:

"I just don't have one right now. When I enter the door and worship as a teacher, magic treasures will naturally be produced continuously, let alone two, even twenty or two hundred pieces are not a problem. All right, take me to the face See Master!"

(End of this chapter)

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