The strongest immortal emperor in the reborn city

Chapter 222

Hearing the embarrassing explanation of the old man in yellow robe, Xiao Yao's handsome face became a little colder.

He hates this kind of old liar who cheats and cheats the most.

When he was learning to catch ghosts in the experimental middle school, this old man pretended to be a two hundred and five, Xiao Yao always thought he was a magic stick.

But I didn't expect to be a hidden master.

"Hmph, since you didn't make a move that day, then this Allegro brick has nothing to do with you..." Xiao Yao snorted coldly.

After finishing speaking, Xiao Yao hugged the sleeping Narcissus and walked out directly.

Seeing Xiao Yao walking out again, the old Taoist in yellow robe was impatient.

"Hey! I said, little friend, did you make a mistake? Today, this old man saved your life. It's fine if you don't thank me. You should at least give me some of this black brick..."

"The old man needs this material refining tool now. Besides, this brick is obviously the most yin thing. Why do you want it? Can you refine it? It is not good for the body to carry this kind of thing for a long time ..."

The old man in yellow robe hurried over and directly blocked Xiao Yao's way, as if he didn't want Xiao Yao to leave.

Xiao Yao couldn't help frowning when he heard the words of the old man in Huangpao.

"You know how to forge?"

"Yes, I can refine Qi naturally, boy, why don't you give me this brick, how about I help you refine a handy weapon?" The yellow-robed Taoist saw Xiao Yao stop, and quickly looked excited again Said.

After listening to the words of the old Taoist in Huangpao, Xiao Yao gave the old Taoist a slight look.

In fact, the Nether Brick in Xiao Yao's hand is indeed quite heavy.

If he refines weapons, he will never run out of them.

Since this old man wants it so much, it's better to just give him some, so as to save him from being entangled all the time.

What's more, he also wanted to see what kind of weapon he would forge with this veteran's strength.

Maybe he still has treasures like Gengjin in his hand.

If anything, it's even better.

"Okay, since you want it so much, I can give you some. Tomorrow night, you can find me in the city of ghosts in Qinglin City. I will refine the weapon there tomorrow. If there are any leftovers, I will give you all the remaining materials..." Xiao Yao said softly.

When the old Taoist in yellow robe heard that Xiao Yao was going to refine weapons in the city of Ghost Capital, his old face froze for a moment.

However, he quickly reacted, and a charming smile appeared on his face again.

"Okay, okay, don't worry, little friend, I promise to be there on time tomorrow..." the old man in Huangpao said with a smile.

Xiao Yao looked at the old man in the yellow robe, nodded his head lightly, didn't say anything, but walked out of the Shui family's house with Narcissus in his arms.

Soon, Xiao Yao put Narcissus on the Ferrari outside the house, and then quickly drove towards Qinglin City.

……

The night is deep, people are asleep.

It is already past 2 o'clock in the morning, and the black night sky is slowly becoming different. Many black clouds have surged up in the previously clear night sky.

These black clouds are like thick inkstones, which cannot be melted deeply.

The scattered and shining stars in the night sky were gradually covered by these dark clouds like thick ink, which made people feel a little scared.

"Crack..."

A golden lightning flashed from the night sky, as if it wanted to split the black ink-like sky and earth.

Accompanied by this strong lightning, a burst of "rumbling" thunder slowly struck over.

The deafening thunder was like artillery on the battlefield, making people want to cover their ears.

At 2 o'clock in the morning, the Shangguan's courtyard was still lit with dazzling lights.

These lights illuminated the entire house extremely brightly, like a bright day.

At this time, there was a headless corpse in the hall of the house.

This corpse can't be said to be headless, it's just that the head has become a mess, and it's impossible to see what it looks like. The red plasma sprinkled on it makes people look sick.

"Chuan'er...Chuan'er..."

An old voice sounded in the hall, the tone was full of trembling and grief.

I saw an old man in a black shirt leaning on crutches standing in the middle of the hall.

The old man had gray hair, and some gauze was also wrapped around his forehead.

He is the patriarch of the Shangguan family, Shangguan Qianshui.

At this moment, Shangguan Qianshui's old body was trembling violently, and a line of tears fell down that old face, and he looked extremely sad.

The corpse lying in the middle of the hall was none other than Shangguan Haichuan who was slapped to death by Xiao Yao.

Apart from Shangguan Qianshui and the corpse, there were many people standing in the hall.

These are all members of the Shangguan family, and the faces of these people reveal a deep sadness.

These sorrows made the whole hall heavy.

A middle-aged couple was still kneeling next to the corpse. They were Shangguan Haichuan's biological parents. Their faces were also full of tears, and they threw themselves on the headless corpse and wailed loudly.

We must know that Shangguan Haichuan is a genius of Yanjing's younger generation, and even the pride of the Shangguan family.

Shangguan Qianshui pinned all the hopes of the Shangguan family on Shangguan Haichuan.

However, he never expected that his most beloved grandson, the future hope of the Shangguan family, turned into a headless corpse overnight.

How could he accept such a result!
How could their Shangguan family accept such a result!
"Son...how could you leave your mother first, son...you wake up and look at mother..." The woman kneeling next to the corpse yelled while lying on top of the corpse.

Immediately afterwards, the middle-aged woman knelt down and crawled to Shangguan Qianshui's feet, tightly grasping Shangguan Qianshui's old thigh.

"Father, Hai Chuan died so badly! You must avenge Hai Chuan!"

After the middle-aged woman finished speaking, she kowtowed vigorously at Shangguan Qianshui's feet, hitting the floor hard with a muffled sound, which seemed a little painful.

At this moment, Shangguan Qianshui's old face moved slightly, and that tear-stained face suddenly became ferocious.

The ferocious look made people look a little scared.

"boom!!"

With a muffled sound, the short crutch in Shangguan Qianshui's hands hit the floor of the hall forcefully.

"Xiao Yao! My Shangguan family will definitely tear your body into pieces!!" Shangguan Qianshui shouted with a ferocious face.

As soon as Shangguan Qianshui said this, there was another burst of lightning and thunder outside the hall.

After a rumbling thunder, bean-sized raindrops began to fall.

In a short while, the outside of the yard became pouring rain.

……

At this time, Xiao Yao, whom Shangguan Qianshui was talking about, had already driven back to the Shuijia Villa in Qinglin City.

After arriving home, Narcissus was still asleep in Xiao Yao's arms due to excessive fright.

After Xiao Yao carried Narcissus back to the house with a sullen face, he returned to his room.

After returning to the room, Xiao Yao immediately sat cross-legged on the big bed, and began to observe the immortal energy in his mind.

When he was at Yanjing Shui's house, his internal organs had already been broken up by the man in black. Fortunately, he used the immortal energy in his mind to restore the internal organs in his body again.

However, it takes a lot of immortal energy to restore the internal organs.

His purpose of sitting cross-legged now is to see how much immortal energy he has used.

You must know that the fairy energy in Xiao Yao's mind is the purest energy in the fairy world, and this kind of fairy energy is a treasure in the fairy world.

Therefore, this kind of immortal energy is difficult to refine, and it can only be refined when it reaches the level of Xiao Yao's first immortal emperor.

However, now Xiao Yao's original cultivation level is no longer there, so now he uses a little less of the immortal energy in his mind.

If you continue to use it like this, I'm afraid it will run out soon.

So now he can only save some of these immortal qi and use them slowly.

After all, there is still a long way to go to become the first immortal emperor. If he loses this immortal energy in the future and encounters danger again, it will be over.

Soon, Xiao Yao took a look at the immortal energy in the golden little clock in his mind.

This immortal energy has been slightly reduced, probably by a thousandth of it.

However, even if it was a thousandth of the weight, Xiao Yao's face sank.

"It seems that the fairy energy in my mind can't be used until it is absolutely necessary. A master of the consecration period can let me use so much, so there will be more in the future..."

"Now I can only improve my cultivation quickly. Only by improving my cultivation can I have the ability to protect myself. With the ability to protect myself, I don't need to use immortal energy frequently..." Xiao Yao looked at the thoughts in his mind. The little golden clock in his mouth murmured.

"However, apart from improving my cultivation, I also need to learn some kung fu and body skills. Otherwise, if I don't have any perverted kung fu after I meet a real master, then I will only be tortured..."

Xiao Yao suddenly remembered the "Small Steps in the Universe" that he learned and sold today.

If he had been able to use "Microstepping the Universe" long ago and was very familiar with it, perhaps he wouldn't be in such a mess today.

(End of this chapter)