Yu Yan can't stay outside for too long. After taking Jiuning Yulu Pill and a little sedative painkiller, she completely curbed the worsening of her injuries, used the demon essence to further restore her body functions, and when she returned to the beast pattern, she was able to perform jing Shenjiāo with Tian Maoping, and her surroundings were far more sensitive than human practitioners, which was equal to the master's third eye. Quanben Novel Network

It is not easy to transform Yu Yan into a half-demon dragon and a half-mechanical beast. It requires repeated experiments. Every link must be carefully considered. A lot of effort must be devoted to each process. This huge project cannot be completed in a short period of time. It may last for one or even two years. It is even more troublesome to collect materials. In the end, the problems faced are still lacking in funds.

Looking at the reserve of RMB in hand, there was only a fraction of the RMB 3 million. Yu Yan was just out of danger and was "hungry" and used 300,000 RMB a day. The beast was really not something that ordinary people could afford. This appetite alone tests the bottom line of the wallet. The items that can be sold are almost sold, and they must increase revenue and reduce expenditure, otherwise it will be difficult to maintain daily usage.

Making money is a tight curse that bothers most practitioners. Tian Maoping didn't need to worry about it at first, but now it is different from the past. What he wants to create is strong protection, and it is no longer a long journey of practicing alone.

After calming down, Tian Maoping began to think that meeting Liu Wushuang might be a mistake, but God will not ask Shen Manrong to meet her. In addition, Mu Qingqing's way of treating his disciples is also very interesting. If you think about it carefully, the master and apprentice seem to have some similarities in addition to their different temperaments and appearances, especially when they think about problems, their expressions are almost carved out of the same mold.

Suddenly there was an enlightenment. Will it be that simple for a little fox and an old fox? What they value was Ouyang Haotian's excellent potential. If he could not withstand the test of Mu Qingqing at that time, he would be killed. Liu Wushuang watched the whole time without much reaction. This was a flaw, and it must not be ignored. He had never eaten a pig, and had never seen a pig run? Imagine which chunnv boy would be so calm that he watched the man he liked took risks and remained indifferent?

It was so terrible. The more I thought about it, the more I became more surprised. It seemed that there was an invisible hand in secret controlling everything. Coincidence! In addition to coincidence, it was also coincidence. Why did Song Zhong find herself in Phoenix Tower? He did fight with Tianxuan Mén disciples that morning, but the rumors spread in various mountain cities did not spread so quickly. This is one of the doubts. In addition, why would a nagging manager appear after arriving at Xiaoqingtian? And he kindly reminded the location of Fuyun Pavilion? Third, why did Mu Qingqing happen to appear? What was her real intention?

"Oh my God, trap. Everything seems reasonable, but in fact there are traces of perplexity. Obviously, Shuxin's life has been too long, which has led to taking care of the surrounding environment lightly. All signs indicate that he has been monitored? If you want to know whether all the guesses are true, there is a way to confirm it, that is, to quietly check Shen Qingyan's grave."

Tian Maoping's expression changed completely, and he had never felt nervous before. I wonder how much the whole thing was going to be? Did he have already had an identity? He hurriedly put out a set of night clothes, painted all over his body into black, and even his hands and faces were not spared. He turned off all the lights in Warehouse No. 1 to create the illusion of falling asleep. He leaned out of the warehouse with Yu Yan's prompt and crawled forward little by little against the ground. After about an hour, he climbed out of the cold mountain stream, spread the Wind and Shadowless Art to run towards the hill buried Shen Qingyan.

As expected, someone had moved Shen Qingyan's grave. Although he pretended to be extremely clever afterwards, he still couldn't escape Tian Maoping's poisonous eyes. He was stunned for a long time and said to himself: "Damn, I'm really being monitored. When did it start? I didn't notice it at all. Was it caused by the stupid donkeys of Tianxuan Mén? I was too careless! I can't make any mistakes from now on."

Tian Maoping was in the darkness. He wanted to sort out his thoughts and ordered Yu Yan to detect the movements around him. A grayish white appeared in his eyes. He kept estimating various possibilities in his mind, and he was peeling off the cocoon and restoring the original appearance. First, Song Zhong, under Ouyang Beichen, was very suspicious. He looked vulgar on the outside, but only those who were careful in his eyes could have. Second, Mu Qingqing intended to ask Liu Wushuang to approach him, just to value Ouyang Haotian's qualifications? There are so many young talents to choose from at the top of Tianyi Mén. Why are they just recruiting a villain? So what is their real intention? Third, the golden dragon shirt is a treasure of Tianyi Mén. Why hasn't you come to ask for it for a long time? This is the most incredible thing.

Mi fog is full of information, and there is too little information at hand, so I can't deduce the whole story. I can only see from Mu Qingqing's attitude that the undercover identity does not seem to be violent. Otherwise, she would have spent a lot of effort to push Liu Wushuang in front of her and would not be a sheep into the tiger's mouth? I always feel that there are any clues that I have ignored, what would it be?

"Master, there are three people flying towards this side, the breath is deep and difficult to deal with." Yu Yan's prompt awakened Tian Maoping from the analysis state, gently sucked out the purple killing sword and pressed his body to the ground, and the surrounding weeds are full of concealment. Holding your breath, narrowing your eyes into gaps and staring at the direction of the lonely grave without blinking.

The sound of breaking through the air was settled, and I snorted coldly for a pale middle-aged man who looked at him for a long time: "Not here, you two hun eggs, you didn't even notice that Ouyang Haotian was missing. Today he entered Xiaoqingtian and was shocked, and even I had no face. This kid is too dishonest and has received an order - kill without mercy."

"Head, aren't we following Shen Qingyan anymore? That involves the golden dragon shirt."

The middle-aged man said ruthlessly: "If Ouyang Haotian is not there, it will be taken away by Tianxuan's dog. The superiors will make a decision, and we don't need to be careful."

"Yes." The two of them answered in unison, very respectful.

Just as the three of them drove the sword light and were about to fly away, a rumble sound suddenly sounded in Tian Maoping's earlobe, and his nerves suddenly tense up. The middle-aged man snorted coldly: "What a cunning little devil, I almost lied to me. What did Xiao Qingtian's wife say to make you so alert? It doesn't matter if you don't say it, you're going to die anyway."

Before he finished speaking, two sword lights on the left and right were mixed with murderous intent, and Tian Maoping did not dare to hide at all. He tried his best to use the purple killing sword and swept out with a trembling airflow. It was fast, accurate, and swung to the fullest. He knew in his heart that the real opponent was the middle-aged man, so he had to cut off these two minions first.

"Ah!" The sword light attacked from the left was shattered by the purple sword, and the right was even more miserable. He encountered the "Sword Body Shocking Technique" and his heart was penetrated by lightning.

In terms of cultivation, the two are in the middle micro stage, but their combat power is basically not comparable to Tian Maoping. Moreover, the real level of the Purple Killing Sword is no less than eleven moments, and the powerful edge is completely drawn out. The scene is unimaginable. If you have the intention to make a fool of yourself and fail to rescue, the middle-aged man will be killed and injured.

"Sir, how dare you?" Another bell rang, as if the ringtone was ringing in my mind. Tian Maoping's movements slowed down. The middle-aged man escaped from the sky and was not killed in the end.

"Okay, the geese are blinded by geese all year round today. What's going on with your sword? Where did you get such a great evil spirit? As far as I know, you have only been in Mén for four months. Who taught you this skill?"

Tian Maoping felt a little relieved, very lucky that this guy didn't know too many hidden stories. Then the suspicion appeared again. He was led to Xiao Qingtian, who should belong to another group of forces. One of them wanted to kill Ouyang Haotian, and the other deliberately approached him. What was the motive? No matter what the purpose was, the three people in front of him had to silence him.

The sword light rose again, and this time Tian Maoping fought with the middle-aged man. This guy was harder to deal with than Tianxuan and Yu Qiubai. After walking three swords, he took three steps back. The violent true energy came to suppress his heart. It seemed that it would be difficult to be good if he didn't sacrifice his life today. He gritted his teeth and shouted: "You are a Japanese melon bear."

Between life and death, Tian Maoping took out the posture of confronting the emperor and monsters back then. The purple killing sword buzzed endlessly, the trembling sword return technique, the stroking sword buckle technique, the shaking sword collapse technique, the shaking sword collapse technique, and the slashing sword fall sound, and the sequel was used in one go. The starry sky suddenly dimmed, as if each starlight was gathering into a little, which was a meteor chasing the moon, and the stern killing sword, and the two figures were separated at once.

The middle-aged man's left arm was oozing red blood, his head was scattered, and he gasped and said, "Okay, happy! I really didn't expect that a disciple who just entered Mén would have such qualities. There seemed to be many secrets hidden in you, but the sword just now could not kill me. If you have any tricks, just use them, don't leave any regrets before you die."

Tian Maoping held the purple killing sword tightly, and the evil spirit of the man spread everywhere, with a faint grayish white in his eyes, and he chuckled: "I'm very happy to be able to fight with a master. I will definitely not be able to draw any useful information from you, but it doesn't matter. I'm very satisfied to be able to challenge my limits."

It is useless to say nonsense. The purple killing sword produces anomalies. The sword moves suddenly change from a fallen meteor to a little star dust. The dust explodes, and the atmosphere seems to be broken. The middle-aged man is frightened to see that his opponent's body movement is extremely mysterious, like a flash of wind coming and going without a trace. What's even more terrible is how could he have broken the body technique of the small green sky wood green and green? The sword sheath is not vague at all. This kind of control method is really shocking.

The middle-aged man's face looked pale, and the purple evil sword light was everywhere. He no longer thought about why the little ghost in front of him was so powerful. For a moment, he could only resist the power of fighting back, and even if he had thousands of skills, he could not use it.

The battle was in a hot direction, and the middle-aged man was helpless and had to release the Duo Ming. Tian Maoping noticed that it was a string of small bells making a sound, and he flashed back and narrowly avoided the counterattack sword. He looked at the enemy for a while and laughed: "It turned out to be a magic weapon for sound killing. It was impolite to come but not go, and it was also to let you see good things."

Tian Maoping knew that it would be good for him to delay. He took out his bright dragon head and shoulder armor, and after wearing it, he automatically generated a bright red war suit. The crackling energy came up, and the middle-aged man trembled with some confidence and muttered to himself: "Is this a gold-wired dragon shirt? Why is it different from the records?"
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