Super Alchemy King Reborn In City

1Tan Yongqi's voice had never been heard before, even when she was singing. Just like that, it would cause a clear spring to rise from the heart, causing people to forget about dust.    

    

In the mountain village, there were sparrows and gray swallows resting on the treetops. They were motionless, as though they were listening attentively to something.    

    

Even the villagers stopped and listened to Tan Yongqi's song carefully. As for the bodyguard who was still recovering, it was the same.    

    

Tan Yongqi infused deep feelings into this song, because this song, precisely because of their own past experience of the helplessness.    

    

In the lyrics, the young immortal descended to help the helpless girl out of righteous indignation. However, immortals themselves did not belong to this world. In the end, when the immortals left, only the young girl's emotions would remain in her heart.    

    

This is the story in the lyrics.    

    

However, in the Nonreturn Valley in reality, the deity did not actually appear. The only one that appeared was Han Zhen.    

    

And Han Zhen was just like the immortal in the story, helping Tan Yongqi.    

    

When the song was finished, Tan Yongqi said to Han Zhen in a tone that required praise, "Mr Han, what do you think of this song?"    

    

Everyone in the surroundings started clapping decisively.    

    

However, Han Zhen shook his head, "You are wrong. This Immortal will not care about the life and death of others. He will not help you." On the contrary, if both sides are related to Immortals. He will be merciless and wipe out all of you. It's not good, it's bad, it's just false. "    

    

Tan Yongqi: "…"    

    

Tan Yongqi was a bit speechless. She wanted to show Han Zhen the song, but that wasn't it.    

    

Even someone like Tan Yongqi, who had a clear train of thoughts, could not help but feel annoyed. She had no idea how Han Zhen could communicate with others.    

    

In fact, what Han Zhen said was all true. This was Han Zhen's understanding.    

    

Even if this knowledge was inconceivable in the eyes of others.    

    

Han Zhen didn't continue to chat with Tan Yongqi. Instead, he found a place for himself to cultivate.    

    

After Tan Yongqi's problem with the villagers was solved, she had an excited spirit. After all, this was something she would worry about for the rest of her life. Even though Han Zhen was focused on his cultivation, Tan Yongqi still sat quietly at the side.    

    

As Tan Yongqi's bodyguard, Xiao Dia also stood behind Tan Yongqi to protect her.    

    

Even though Lee Yanwang didn't want to, he could only wait on the side.    

    

After four to five hours, Mo Jingchen finally walked out from the village.    

    

There were also mountain people who were grateful to him, and they all followed to send him off.    

    

They did indeed believe in Yin Shen Sect, but being able to live with the torture that was forbidden by the technique was naturally the best.    

    

Tan Yongqi bowed towards Mo Jingchen and said, "Thank you."    

    

Mo Jingchen smiled bitterly. He didn't dare to accept Tan Yongqi's etiquette. "You should thank Mr Han for this matter."    

    

In front of Han Zhen, the Village Head also happily said, "Two deities, we will remember your kindness in our hearts. As for the matter at the back of the mountain, we will give the order to forbid the villagers from entering. and also to protect the same information as before. "    

    

"Enter?" Han Zhen opened his eyes, "You don't have to worry about that."    

    

"Why?" The Village Chief felt that it was strange. The reason why the Immortal had done all of this was because he did not wish for news to reach the outside world.    

    

At this moment, the mountains behind the village began to rise with mist.    

    

It was October day. At this time of the day, the mountain should not have been foggy.    

    

The village chief was surprised.    

    

However, what surprised him even more was that the mist did not dissipate. Instead, it became extremely thick within the span of a few breaths.    

    

All the way until the end of the year.