Chapter 2605

"You, what do you want to do to me?"

The messenger of Yilou looked at Chu Yan with a look of incomparable anger in his eyes.

"Ghost doesn't want to do anything to you, but you don't have the right to point fingers at ghost!"

Chu Yan said coldly, and when he looked at the armored man again, he pointed it out.

"Do not……"

The moment the finger touched the armoured man's eyebrows, the armoured man wailed.

The next moment, above Chu Yan's fingertips, the poison of reversal in the mood of wine spread directly into his body.

In an instant, his life was taken away.

At this moment, Chu Yan restrained his aura, and in the sky, the messenger of Yilou finally regained his ability to move, his face was full of anger.

"I will fully report this matter to the landlord, you can ask for more blessings! Humph!"

The words fell, and the messenger of the Yilou stepped on the bird that was transformed into the artistic conception and left at a high speed.

Chu Yan paid no attention to it, and looked at the crowd gathered in Dahe Village and other surrounding villages.

"Grandmaster!"

"Congratulations, Master!"

"It's great to have you, Master!"

...

There was joy on everyone's faces.

At this moment, Chu Yan said, "I promised Brother Qiu to protect Dahe Village and dozens of surrounding villages for a hundred years, and now there are still thirty-four years left. After thirty-four years, you will lose my protection. How?"

When everyone heard Chu Yan's words, they were all shocked, and their expressions instantly turned ugly.

There used to be Qiuba to protect, but now Qiuba has passed away, but the equally powerful master has also become a comprehension of artistic conception.

"In this Dahe Village, I only spend a hundred years of my life, and I am a passerby after all. If you want the village to never be bullied, you still need to stand up one by one. You can't think of relying on others, but relying on others. Yourselves, do you understand?"

Chu Yan looked at everyone and spoke again.

This time, everyone's expressions changed, and they all began to think about the profound meaning of Chu Yan's words, most of them could understand...

"Ten years, in the next ten years, I will set up a hall of artistic conception and teach me the method of practicing the artistic conception. When I leave, this hall of artistic conception will stay in Dahe Village forever. I have tried my best. In the future, good fortune will depend on you!"

Chu Yan spoke again, and everyone immediately showed excitement in their eyes. Anyone who comprehends the artistic conception does not want to be, but their qualifications are limited.

"Go away, I'm a little tired!"

Chu Yan spoke lightly.

Then everyone said goodbye one after another, and finally, Chu Yan was the only one left in the huge yard.

Chu Yan stroked his gray beard. At this moment, his artistic conception has been completed, and his lifespan has increased to three hundred years. It can be said that on this Fallen Immortal Island, there is no need to worry about the exhaustion of lifespan, and , At this moment, Chu Yan can completely reverse the years and turn his appearance into a youthful appearance.

However, he didn't, just because the hundred years of his life in Dahe Village were not over, and there were still ten years left.

In the past ten years, he still has to make his final impression.

Chu Yan picked up a jar of wine, raised his head and drank it, and then couldn't help saying to himself, "Happy!"

Then, he looked at the sky and said indifferently: "The lord of the dignified Nanwangcheng, since he is here, why don't you come out and see him!"

Between these words, a burly figure walked out of a cloud in the sky.

Outside of his body, clouds and mists lingered, and phantoms of floating clouds appeared.

This man looks middle-aged, with a heroic face, and even the clothes are embroidered with golden cloud patterns.

Nantian people looked at Chu Yan, his eyes changed, and he said lightly: "The mood of wine!"

"The mood of the cloud!"

Chu Yan looked at Nantian and said nothing.

Nantian people fell from the sky, looked at Chu Yan, and said without anger and arrogance: "Nan was not as good as Qiuba at the beginning, and he was defeated by him. The deadline has come, do you dare to kill my subordinates?"

At this moment, countless white clouds and phantoms appeared all over Nantianren's body, and in the white clouds, there were boundless clouds and mists, making his whole person seem extremely ethereal.

Peep the peak!

Chu Yan's eyes changed.

Being able to become a city lord seems to be truly extraordinary. According to Chu Yan's estimation, Qiuba should have been at the peak of Peeping Yi, but over the years, he has endured the atonement of Baishuimiao's nine palms, and he is unwilling to heal, which has caused his cultivation base to fall to the level of dread. achieve voyeurism.

"He has lost the heart of a soldier, so he should be punished!"

Chu Yan's voice was flat and indifferent.

However, in my heart, I don't have much disgust for this Nantian. This person's cultivation base is at the top of his mind. With such a cultivation base, he can already defeat Qiu Ba, but because of a promise, he has not come for so many years, which shows that he has kept his promise.

"That is Nan's subordinate, Nan must seek justice for him today, you just broke through the peeping, Nan will not bully you, if you can bear Nan's three moves without death, Nan will never come to you again in the future. Trouble, but if you die, this Dahe Village will be under the command of Nan from now on! How dare you?"

The Nantian man, with a fighting intent in his voice, looked at Chu Yan.

"Why fear a battle!"

Chu Yan said lightly, between the words, he did not wait for Nantian to take action, but took the lead.

This time, a wave of drinking water appeared all over his body.

This wave of alcohol moved along with Chu Yan, instantly turning into a mist of alcohol and quickly dispersing.

"Good come!"

When the Nantian people saw the situation, a ray of light flashed in his eyes, and he immediately rushed out. The clouds and mist spread around his body and gathered outside his fist.

A peeping mind cultivator can only simply combine the artistic conception with martial arts, and borrow the power of the artistic conception.

I saw white clouds appearing above Nantianren's fists.

In the blink of an eye, there were three.

"Fist of Three Clouds!"

Nantianren shouted angrily, and the punch was directly bombarded.

And at this moment, the mist of Chu Yan's wine mood has spread, and the speed is so fast that people can't reflect it.

The Nantian people were directly enveloped in the mist of alcohol and water, and immediately felt that a strong drunkenness filled his sea-consciousness nerves.

Therefore, the speed of this punch has also slowed down.

Chu Yan dodged the punch, the artistic conception of the drink condensed on his fingers again, and the poison of medicine reversal directly gathered on the fingertips, and directed towards Nantianren's chest.

"Shield of Seven Clouds!"

Under this crisis, the people of Nantian suddenly woke up a little bit, and immediately the mood moved, and he shouted loudly.

Under this explosion, the clouds and mist all over his body rolled and gathered directly.

In front of him, white clouds appeared.

Seven in a row, directly blocking his body, although there is no magical illusion, it is only the artistic conception.

But there are seven clouds of artistic conception, and the power of defense is also extremely strong.

"Boom bang bang..."

Chu Yan's finger broke through six layers of clouds and stopped at the most.

"The meaning of wine, the memory of sorrow!"

And at this moment, Chu Yan immediately slammed, and immediately in the wine, the taste of the drink instantly increased.

This time, Nantianren, who was already half-drunk, instantly felt dizzy, and the whole person was even more drunk. At the same time, under this drunkenness, the sad memories hidden in the deepest part of his heart were directly lifted.

"Do not……"

An anger came from Nantian's mouth.

His face was hideous, two lines of tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and the whole person was completely plunged into endless sadness.

Although, in this Fallen Immortal Island, the mood of sadness cannot be directly displayed.

But now, from the identity of a storyteller, Chu Yan has once again clearly understood the artistic conception of memory, and based on the artistic conception of memory, he brings out the sadness in memory, which is the meaning of sadness.

And all of this must be done in a state of drunkenness.

The mood of being drunk comes from the mood of wine.

In the mood of wine, Nantian people are drunk. In the mood of drunkenness, memories are opened. In the mood of recall, they look for the things in the deepest memory. In the mood of sadness, the long-buried sadness is lifted.

Chu Yan didn't even notice that he had already understood the method of the fusion of artistic conceptions.

Even, with the foundation of this artistic conception fusion, in the future, the most bizarre and unpredictable rule fusion technique in the Taoist period will also have the grasp of peeping.

Not to mention that for now.

At this moment, Nantian people, the whole person fell into infinite sadness, and the tears could not stop falling.

Chu Yan looked like this, and knew that there was no need to continue the battle today. Chu Yan picked up a jar of wine, and the artistic conception of the wine was integrated into the wine.

"Drink!"

Nantianren took Chu Yan's drink in a trance at this moment, like grabbing a life-saving straw, and suddenly poured it into his mouth.

A jar of wine, all in one breath is poured into the abdomen.

Looking at the appearance of Nantianren, although Chu Yan didn't know what he had experienced, he could imagine that the things he has experienced must be extraordinary if he can get to today.

"Any more?"

Nantian people drank a jar of wine and looked at Chu Yan again.

Without saying a word, Chu Yan once again used the artistic conception of wine to merge, and threw another jar of wine over.

In this way, seven jars of wine poured into the stomach one after another, and the tears in the eyes of the Nantian people finally stopped!

Immediately, his whole person was in a daze, like a statue, for an entire hour.

Chu Yan didn't ask too much, and knew that there was no need to ask more, everyone had their own sadness in their hearts.

"In the future, the matter of Brother Ghost will be the matter of my Nantian people!"

In the end, Nan Tianren turned around and left, leaving behind such a sentence.

In this battle, Chu Yan won, not only with people, but also with heart...