God Execution [End]

Standing at the gate of "Half Step More", there were two young men in ancient costumes, each of them had a high level of cultivation, and they were all four-level ascetics. 【】

The doorman looked thin and weak when he saw Yun Feiyang, he didn't even look at him, he didn't pay attention to Yun Feiyang at all, and he didn't have the slightest intention to welcome Yun Feiyang.

Another doorman glared at Yun Feiyang and said, "Get out of here, this is not a place for you."

"Sure enough, strength is the last word. Only with strength can you gain the respect of others. If you look like you are so weak, no one can afford it." Yun Feiyang said in his heart.

"Xiao Er, pick up the guests!" Yun Feiyang just smiled faintly, exuding the aura of killing gods, and the aura he displayed was not inferior to any master of the late stage of the Fifth Heaven, even worse.

The gods block and kill the gods, and the Buddha blocks and kills the Buddhas. The killing intent contained in the god-killing pose enveloped the void with killing intent. The two young men trembled in fright, their faces were pale, and blood flowed from the corners of their mouths.

"Seniors, please come in!" The young man on the left trembled, "The juniors don't know Taishan, so please forgive me for being negligent." Kneeling on the ground with a "plop".

"Senior, there are a lot of adults, let the boy go." The other person was even more frightened than him, his legs were trembling.

"Haha, okay, how can I have the same knowledge as you ants." Yun Feiyang smiled lightly, just punished him a little, and withdrew his aura.

At this time, a hearty laughter came from the attic: "Haha, Taoist friends have deep cultivation, please bear with me if I offend you, please come in!" A young man came out, wearing a light blue ancient road running , with a hint of sternness in their eyes, the two young men who walked through the door shouted coldly: "You guys have no more moon spirit stones this month, don't be an example!"

The two young men dared not make a sound.

"Haha, Dao brothers, why blame them, give me a thin face, and spare them." Yun Feiyang said with a light smile, this punishment is a bit harsh, if RMB is the common currency of ordinary people, then Lingshi is the currency of ascetics. In the world of monasticism, spirit stones are generally used to trade various items. Most ascetics also need spirit stones to practice, to absorb the spiritual energy contained in them. For example, in Taoism, you can earn spirit stones by completing tasks.

Yun Feiyang's entry into the Taoist sect is either to practice or to gather herbs, and there is no chance of earning spirit stones from missions at all, so Yun Feiyang is now considered a poor peasant in the world of Taoism, even worse than a poor peasant, of course excluding the ancient book and golden lotus, these two things It is extremely precious, especially the ancient book is a treasure of price, Yun Feiyang is not willing to exchange no matter how many spirit stones are used.

"Okay, I'll forgive you for the sake of this Taoist brother. If there is a next time, don't blame me for turning my face and denying people." The blue-robed young man said coldly. In fact, the blue-robed man is also for the benefit of his subordinates. It's Yun Feiyang, if you meet those magic masters, you don't care about it, just use your hands to beat you to death.

"Brother Dao, please come in!" The blue-robed man smiled, making a gesture of invitation.

"Okay, thank you fellow Taoist!" Yun Feiyang smiled, and walked into the teahouse. The whole teahouse was extremely quiet, and the smell of sandalwood permeated the air, giving people a sense of tranquility. It was decorated in an ancient style, with landscape paintings on the four walls, and bronze tables and chairs. It was already full of people, most of them were monks, each of them had a high level of cultivation. There are men and women, old and young, monks and laymen among the strong in the environment. Everyone talks softly and slowly tastes the cup of tea.

Yun Feiyang chose a leaning table to sit down, closed his eyes and slowly enjoyed the tranquility of this moment.

"Senior, what kind of tea do you need?" A crisp voice sounded, pleasant to the ear, and Yun Feiyang turned his head. It was a beautiful girl with snow-like skin, a delicate mouth, and a charming smile on her face.

Yun Feiyang picked up the menu and looked through it, and finally ordered a cup of immortal tea. He read the introduction about immortal tea in it. Immortal tea is made from the leaves of a kind of spiritual tree, which usually grows in In the land of high mountains and ice and snow, the tree is no less precious than a thousand-year-old blood ginseng. Each fairy tree has nine leaves a year. After nine years, the leaves fall off before being picked. Each leaf can only make a cup of fairy tea. Directly reach the state of health preservation, free from all diseases.

After a while, a cup of fairy tea was served on Yun Feiyang's table. The teacup was a kind of wooden utensil with several years of ring texture intertwined on it, and it was carved from ancient wood.

The smell of tea exudes a fresh, light fragrance. Yun Feiyang took a sip lightly, and a refreshing feeling hit his whole body, which made him unable to bear the aftertaste. Like the feeling achieved by the men and women's room, wave after wave.

"Good tea!" Yun Feiyang exclaimed, he couldn't help but wonder if there was some magical medicine in the tea.

At this moment, a beautiful figure broke in, the girl walked gracefully, came to Yun Feiyang's table, and sat opposite to Yun Feiyang.

Just as Yun Feiyang was about to speak, the girl came first and said: "Brother, I want to have a table with you, but you don't have a seat here." Men can't bear to refuse.

What else could Yun Feiyang say, it's not a bad thing to be accompanied by a beautiful woman, he immediately smiled and said: "Girl, don't look out, just sit down." He called the service over there, and ordered another fairy tea.