A brick into the fairyland

"Senior Sister, you take this magic weapon." Zhuge Buliang handed the ancient tripod to Su Yan. The ancient tripod was originally a thing that could not be changed by stone, but now that the stone has not been changed into fly ash, the ancient tripod has naturally become an ownerless thing.

Su Yan was stunned and said: "Junior Brother, this is... This is a magic weapon not weaker than Huang Pin."

Zhuge Buliang couldn't help saying that he stuffed the ancient tripod to Su Yan. Although the ancient tripod was damaged, it didn't lose its function. With a little sacrifice, it would definitely restore its former glory.

The two left the mountain range, and Yu Jian came to a city in Lizhou. This city was called Tianri City, and the city was full of people, and it was very lively.Zhuge Buliang and Su Yan drove the road for two days, feeling hungry for a while, so they planned to settle down in Tianri City and find out the direction of Yandang Mountain by the way.

In a restaurant, Zhuge Buliang and Su Yan sat on the second floor near! The reason why they chose the near! position was because Zhuge Buliang had read some novels or TV dramas in his previous life. Damn! The position, it seems like a pretense.

A woman like Pixel Yan, who has cleaned up the dust, will attract attention no matter where she goes. Sitting in the restaurant, the two of them immediately attracted several amazed eyes from around.

"Junior brother, have you noticed that there are quite a few immortal cultivators coming and going in this small town." Su Yan took a sip of her tea and said in a low voice.

Zhuge Buliang frowned and nodded. He also noticed this. It seems that the chaos of monsters in Lizhou has even attracted some cultivators or casual cultivators from other places.After all, for immortal cultivators, many things on monsters are excellent materials for refining weapons and medicines.

At this moment, a young man in white at the next table caught Zhuge Buliang's attention. He was sure that this person must be an immortal cultivator. Even though he tried his best to hide his aura, the faint fluctuation of true essence could not hide from Zhuge Buliang. Unlit consciousness.But this is not the most peculiar thing, the most difficult thing for Zhuge is that this person's temperament is too ordinary, except for his handsome appearance, there is no trace of dusty aura on his body, the ordinary is a bit strange.

As if feeling Zhuge Buliang's gaze, the young man in white gave him a cold glance, and Zhuge Buliang immediately felt a biting chill all over his body.

"Master!"

Zhuge Buliang was secretly surprised, and quickly withdrew his gaze.

At this time, the young man in white noticed the iron sword behind Zhuge Buliang, Justice Qingyun.

After dinner, Zhuge Buliang and Su Yan left Tianri City, he had already found out the direction of Yandang Mountain, but at this moment, a piercing chill came from behind, as if the air was condensed.

The guqin in Su Yan's arms made a clear humming sound.

Zhuge Buliang suddenly turned his head, and saw the white-clothed young man he saw in the restaurant standing behind him.

"Friend Daoist, what do you mean?" Zhuge Buliang's expression was not kind.

The young man in white raised his hand and pointed at the iron sword on Zhuge Buliang's back, and said, "This sword...is Judicial Qingyun?"

Zhuge Buliang was startled, he didn't expect the other party to recognize Judicial Qingyun at a glance, but he still nodded: "That's right, this sword is Judicial Qingyun!"

The voice of the young man in white was a little cold: "This sword is not bad, I want it!"

After the voice fell, the figure of the young man in white suddenly disappeared from where he was, not a real disappearance, but an illusion of extreme speed.A wave of Ling's sword intent approached Zhuge Buliang, and there was a tearing sound in the air.

With a wave of Zhuge Buliang's robe sleeve, a soft wind gently sent Su Yan aside, and at the same time, he stepped on the back of the sky, avoiding it like a phantom.

The young man in white appeared, and in his hand was a glorious long sword.

"Keep the sword, spare your life!" The young man in white was cold and arrogant, his voice was cold, and the long sword in his hand pierced a piercing edge.

Zhuge Buliang stretched out a palm, the invisible air palm enveloped the surrounding space, blocking the sword light of the young man in white.

The young man in white was extremely conceited, he even approached Zhuge Buliang, piercing out with sword lights, enveloping Zhuge Buliang.

Even if Zhuge is not bright and strong