The master of cultivating immortals became a god after regaining her luck.

Chapter 18 Rejuvenation?
The car sat at the entrance of Longzhou Lane for a long time, but Yan Qiao made no move.

Seeing this, the ghost driver in front twitched his mouth in an ugly way, and stammered.

"...Here, here we are."

Hearing his voice, Yan Qiao slowly raised her eyes.

His eyes fell lightly on the ghost driver, but he felt a heavy weight like a thousand pounds.

In the end, Yan Qiao just calmly opened the door and got out of the car.

The moment she got out of the car, the ghost driver drove away from the scene as fast as he could in his life.

Yan Qiao watched the ghost car drift away, and the tip of his right finger hanging by his side moved slightly.

Not even a scream was heard.

The ghost car disappeared out of thin air from the road ahead.

Yan Qiao then slowly looked away, turned and walked into Long Zhou Lane.

At the end of Longzhou Lane, there is only a dilapidated small shop, in which there are some things like yellow paper and cinnabar.

As soon as Yan Qiao stepped into that room, she saw a young man dozing off inside.

Waiting until Yan Qiao stood closer, a shadow enveloped him.

The young man woke up slowly. His eyes were bleary and he didn't even raise his head. He just said:

"The shop is closed, please go back."

As he spoke, his voice became smaller and smaller, as if he was about to fall asleep again.

"Underground Auction City." Yan Qiao's voice was cold and authentic.

After hearing these words, the young man slowly raised his head and looked at Yan Qiao.

"Sorry, you can't come in."

This time, the boy's voice became much more normal, and he became more awake.

"Just because of it?"

Yan Qiao's eyes fell on a small bell at the door.

"Is there a teacher?"

Hearing this, the boy raised his eyebrows and said.

"In that case, you should also understand this rule. People who can't ring the bell can't enter. This is also for your protection."

"Ding ~"

While the two were talking, three people happened to enter the shop.

When the three of them took the first step into the store, the small bell next to the door suddenly rang.

The boy looked up.

His eyes fell exactly on one of them.

He bowed his hands towards the man, and then said: "This way, you three."

Yan Qiao also looked back, but her gaze just happened to meet the old man walking in the middle.

His eyes are sharp, and it seems that he can easily see through a person's heart.

The eyes are deep and slightly muddy, which is the common feature of elderly people.

One is old, one is middle-aged and one is young.

Looking at the backs of the three of them, Yan Qiao's eyes flashed slightly.

Among the three, only the middle-aged man could vaguely recognize traces of Taoism.

As for the old man, his aura was slightly thicker than that of ordinary people, and he should have practiced ancient martial arts.

Guwu was a word she knew from Jiang Yunshu.

Judging by her power, she couldn't find out much about it in private.

There is no discussion about the ancient martial arts world on the Internet, and it seems that someone has controlled it.

As for who this person is, it is self-evident.

"Sister, it's so late, it's better to go home early and wash up and go to bed."

When the young man came back after seeing the three of them off, he found Yan Qiao still standing there and didn't move. He raised his eyebrows and said.

"how about this?"

Yan Qiao lowered her eyes, raised her hand and sent out a wave of spiritual power that landed on the bell.

"Ding ~"

When the bell came into contact with this domineering spiritual power, it seemed that it didn't care about the burden, and after it made a jingle, it lost its luster.

The boy was a little dumbfounded, waiting for him to react.

He hurried to the door to take down the bell, only to find that the bell was broken.

The young man's expression suddenly changed. It's over. The bell is broken. The uncle is afraid that he will beat him to death.

But he still remembered Yan Qiao's existence, so he could only calm down quickly and put the bell in his arms.

Then he bowed respectfully to her and said, "I hope that the senior will forgive the offense of the junior."

"It's okay." Yan Qiao nodded slightly.

No matter how heartbroken the boy was now, he still respectfully led the person into the backyard.

It wasn't until he sent the person away that he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Damn, he was scared to death.

When did the Dao Sect gain such a number one person?

Rejuvenation?
Not understanding, the young man shook his head and quickly called his uncle in the sect.

Yan Qiao glanced behind him as if feeling something.

space?
There is a space channel connecting Blue Star and Cangyun Realm.

That's most likely because Blue Star was a cultivation planet just like Cangyun Realm in the past.

But later on, I don’t know what happened, which caused Blue Star’s spiritual veins to wither and the spiritual energy to gradually dissipate.

In the end, it became an ordinary planet, with modern technology as the main development direction.

But since there has been a period of cultivation, naturally some things can be passed down.

For example, this space.

Yan Qiao could feel that this space must be maintained by someone.

But even so, there will always be spiritual energy overflowing.

Yan Qiao only glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze, raised his feet and walked forward.

There was no one in this area, so she thought the exit should be in another place.

Sure enough, after walking through this area, before taking half a step, you can feel the voices of people outside.

I saw many small stalls on both sides of the long street, and most of the people coming and going were wearing Taoist robes, gowns or practice uniforms.

The most popular items sold at the small stalls are various yellow talismans, magic weapons, antiques, jade and other items.

Underground Auction City, as its name suggests, is where the Huaguo Daomen auction houses are concentrated.

Of course, when there is no auction, people from various sects will gather here to buy and sell.

Yan Qiao looked at everything in front of him, and thought of his previous life again.

At that time, she didn't know anything, didn't know the existence of Daomen, and didn't know the secret of the ancient martial arts world.

So she didn't even know when she was plotted against.

But it was different now, she had the power to protect herself, and also discovered the treachery hidden in the peace.

Fu Mingcheng looked at the back of a figure in the crowd, frowning.

Why did he think that person looked like Yan Qiao?

But before he could distinguish carefully, he was interrupted by a slightly old voice.

"Mingcheng, what are you looking at?"

Fu Mingcheng hurriedly turned his head, and looked at the old man beside him with a respectful face.

"Master, it's nothing, I read it wrong."

"You are extremely talented, but you started too late. You will need to practice more in the future."

Hearing this, the old man didn't take this matter to heart, but asked with a gratified face.

"I will, Master."

A flash of complacency flashed in Fu Mingcheng's eyes, and he nodded.

"Well, when you reach the standard, I will teach you other things as a teacher."

Looking at Fu Mingcheng's handsome appearance and extraordinary talent, the old man nodded in satisfaction.

In my heart, I was thinking about whether to pair my daughter with this young disciple, which would be considered a good marriage.

Even though he thought so in his heart, he didn't say it out loud. What happened still depends on whether Fu Mingcheng can really practice hard.

Yan Qiao didn't know that Fu Mingcheng also had the qualifications to enter the Taoist sect at this time.

(End of this chapter)