Gods will go crazy if they stay for a long time

Chapter 6. Saving Master 5
"Hello, senior brother"

"Hello, junior sister"

. . . . . .

What followed was silence. Du Yan leaned against the tree, clasping his fingers and rolling up his belt.Nangong Jin squatted beside him and counted the ants.

One word and one person missing may make the two of them together indescribably weird, but there is also an inexplicable harmony.

"Junior sister, junior brother" Shanshan's late arrival and Song Yuan broke this strange harmony.

The two "senior brothers" said hello to Song Yuan.

Then they continued the weird atmosphere just now and were speechless one after another.

Nangong Jin is afraid of society and doesn't go anywhere except staying in the medicine hall, staying behind closed doors.Song Yuan is the chief disciple of Qingyan Sect, and he is so busy every day that he is nowhere to be seen.Du Yan kept a straight face in front of outsiders and only stayed on his mountain peak.In the five years since they became disciples, they had not seen each other very often. At that time, the three of them entered the sect together.

"Elder An" the three of them straightened up and said hello.

The second elder led a group of inner disciple brothers and sisters.

"Note: Head of Qingyan Sect: Monsoon Tribulation Period

Great Elder Medicine Hall: Wang Qing Yuan Ying Dzogchen

Bishop Alchemy Pharmacology
Second Elder: Liu Wu meets the middle section of Transformation God

bishop's sword

Three Elders: Tan Shu’s early stage of becoming a god
Bishop's Talisman
Baichen Zhenren Bishop Formation"

"Hello, brother and sister"

"There are eight inner disciples in total. You will take charge of them when the time comes." Liu Wuyu said to Song Yuan with a smile.

"Don't worry, elder, we will definitely complete the mission."

"I can rest assured when you talk, kid." Liu Wuyu patted Song Yuan, turned to face Nangong Jin, and patted Nangong Jin on the shoulder. "You should also practice more courage." Nangong Jin was all over the place when Liu Wuyu's hand came up. He was trembling, and he was very scared of people he had not had much contact with. When Liu Wuyu finished speaking, there were tears in his eyes, and a sense of brokenness that he could not let go of came with him.

I don’t know what you thought Liu Wuyu was doing to Nangong Jin.

"Du Yan, this trip is um... um... have fun." There's nothing I can do about it. Du Yan is the ceiling of their combat power in this wave, and there's nothing left to say.

"Note, in the early stage of the Song and Yuan dynasties, the middle stage of Nangong Jinjin Dan and the middle stage of Duyan Yuanying"

"These are disciples in the early stages of alchemy. You only need to protect their lives. This is a trial with them. You must not interfere too much." Liu Wuyu left with one final instruction.

Song Yuan took out the flying boat given by his master and performed a magic spell, making the flying boat bigger.

After everyone came up, the spiritual energy was activated, and the flying boat headed towards the clouds on the horizon.

Du Yan stood on the deck, leaning against the guardrail, admiring the scenery. There was a formation on the flying boat, and a protective cover covered the entire flying boat to ensure that it would not be disturbed during the flight, and the disciples would not be blown down by the wind.

This was not the case when Du Yan was training in the Alchemy Stage. Seven days before the Butcher's Secret Realm opened, they all traveled with the tools of their own choice, unlike now where they are sent by boat.I remember when she traveled across the smoke for seven days and seven nights, she was so exhausted that she almost turned into a human.What does this mean? I graduated from school and started to decorate.

"Junior sister, this is for you. Master asked me to give it to you." Nangong Jin handed two small bottles of pills to Du Yan.

Oh, my god, what kind of hand is this? The hand of my dream, the white-headed hand of my Qingyan sect crossing the smoke.Leave the brand name in the sachet.

Du Yan still took the elixir from Nangong Jin's hand expressionlessly, "Thank you, senior brother." When Du Yan took the elixir, he accidentally touched Nangong Jin's hand.

Sihasha, white, tender, fragrant and soft jade hands, my wife sticks to them.

Nangong Jin's ears turned red immediately, and the blush also climbed onto her cheeks.

Wife, wife, wife, I want to play blindfolded hide-and-seek with my wife.

"Junior sister, I'll go first." Nangong Jin seemed to be running away.

What should I do? I want to have sex with my wife even more.Du Yan's face was still expressionless, as if nothing could arouse her interest.

Du Yan played with the medicine bottle in his hand, rubbing it carefully as if it was Nangong Jin's hand.

I don’t know if my wife’s feet are also white and tender.

[Everything will only harm you] The cold tone of 9527 comes to mind.

Destroy the system and ruin my mood.

Du Yan put the two bottles of medicine into the space.Do you think the space in Duyan is filled with heavenly and earthly treasures?No, it's all food.She was starving last time, but this time she came well prepared.

Du Yan walked up to Song Yuan who was controlling the flying boat. Song Yuan thought that Du Yan was too tired and wanted to replace him. He was about to leave, but Du Yan conjured up a small horse and sat next to Song Yuan. Another small table appeared.

Du Yan took out a roast chicken and a pot of fine wine from the space.Then let Song Yuan watch her drink and eat meat.

This Du Yan still owes the same as before, but now he owes more like her senior brother.

Song Yuan ignored Du Yan and concentrated on controlling the flying boat.

He came here to seek debts, but seeing that the other party didn't care about him, Du Yan was ready to take advantage of his situation.

Du Yan stood up, stood next to Song Yuan, and took out a bunch of bright red candied haws from the space.

Du Yanke knew that the chief disciple next to him loved sugar-coated haws of sugar in the mortal world, and that had not changed even now that he was cultivating immortality.

Du Yan put the candied haws in his mouth and looked at Song Yuan's eyes carefully. The sweetness and deliciousness of the candied haws and the allure of the hawthorn filled Song Yuan's sight.

Song Yuan really wanted to abandon his role as chief disciple and have a fight with Du Yan, but then he suddenly remembered that he couldn't beat Du Yan.

Knocking, hitting and failing, it's annoying.

Song Yuan closed his eyes and recited the Qingxin Mantra silently in his heart. Within two breaths, he returned to being the cold chief disciple of the Qingyan Sect.

The pike disturbs my Taoist mind.

Du Yan saw that Song Yuan couldn't get away with him, and he didn't want to ask for trouble. He took out a candied haws from the space and handed it to Song Yuan. It was really boring, ugh.

Song Yuan took it over without any courtesy and started eating it. It was still so fragrant and sweet.

The painting style of the two shows that Song Yuan, who is eating candied haws in hand and controlling the flying boat, and Du Yan, who is sitting next to Song Yuan eating meat and drinking wine, are really harmonious.

"Du Yan, we are almost at the entrance of the Butcher's Secret Realm. Go and call the junior brothers and sisters to come out and assemble."

"it is good"

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The flying boat landed smoothly, with Song Yuan leading the team, followed by Nangong Jin and Du Yan.

It seems like I am taking my children on a spring outing.

"Chief Qingyan Sect, long time no see." The visitor was Gu Yuan, the chief disciple of Yusang Palace.

"haven't seen you for a long time"

"Ah, this is Junior Sister Duyan. I've heard about Junior Sister's reputation a long time ago. When I saw her today, she was really extraordinary." Gu Yuan shook the fan in his hand, looking like a gentleman.

Du Yan didn't answer, just stared at Gu Yuan blankly.

Seeing Du Yan, Gu Yuan ignored him and didn't ask for trouble. He said goodbye and left me.

Du Yan paid no attention to anyone and just stood behind him. Then the word spread among these experienced disciples that the Qingyan Sect's disciples' combat power ceiling was mute.

Your sister, you are the mute, and your whole family is mute.

(End of this chapter)