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Ruhua volunteered to take over the spirit plant that Fat Wu Zhenren was supposed to manage, and Jia Jia was a lot easier. It's just that although I was thinking about the things in the mustard seed space in my heart, I couldn't figure out the strength of this fat Wu Zhenren, and the character of this fat Wu Zhenren, looking at the scoundrel of that day, really made Jia Jia dare not agree, and Jia Jia didn't dare to expose this mustard seed space for a while.

Ruhua was busy with the affairs of the Fat Wu Zhenren Spirit Plant every day, and as a last resort, the remaining two in the Chaos Legacy came in handy. Xiao Dan's appearance is destined to be almost impossible to manage the spirit plant, Xuan Ling's good days are over, every day, pricking up his ears and listening to the scolding inside, Jia Jia feels very interesting.

However, for Jia Jia, although she can't be sent all the time, as long as there is a messenger, the fat Wu Zhenren will not be soft, such as grooming the fat ball of the shy flower.

Months passed, and on this day, the fat Wu Zhenren dipped in some wine, got drunk, licked his stomach and boasted to her: "Hey, hey, hey, little girl, do you know the way? Lao Dao is a famous alchemy master! Come and meet you!"

Jia Jia twitched the corners of her mouth and didn't speak.

Obviously, Jia Jia's non-violent and non-cooperative attitude provoked the drunken fat Wu Zhenren too much, and his short eyebrows "soared" and stared at Jia Jia: "Girl." You don't believe in the old ways?"

Jia Jia has no choice. Nodding. Answered twice.

Fat Wu Zhenren was furious: "You, how dare you be so perfunctory?"

This fat Wu Zhenren does have a bit of real material, which was already clear when Jia Jia saw him for the first time, seeing this fat Wu Zhenren trembling and touching his sleeves, he still had some expectations in his heart.

After a while, but seeing that the fat Wu Zhenren raised his eyebrows and smiled, he grabbed two or three pill bottles in his hand and shook them in front of Jia Jia: "Show you!"

With that, he pulled the plug. With a smile, he pointed to the pill bottle and explained to Jia Jia: "The taste of the first Tianxiang anglerfish, the taste of the second roasted wild boar, and the taste of the third boiled golden essence tiger." Isn't it much better than the ordinary Bigu Dan?" After a pause, the old Taoist patted his chest proudly, "Only the old Taoist has this ability to practice such an elixir." ”

Jia Jia: ......Is it because her thinking is too old-fashioned? Why does she think that this old-fashioned alchemy innovation is useless? Except for raising that snow spirit beast into a fat mass.

Every day, the fat Wu Zhenren sprinkled some strange medicinal powder into the copper pot full of mud, and the rest of the thing was to bask in the sun with a shy flower. It is by no means a reasonable person like Jia Jia, and he can only complain a few times silently in his heart.

Unconsciously. Months have passed, and they have passed. Early in the morning, the wooden door was knocked on by the fat Wu Zhenren, Jia Jia frowned, climbed off the bed, pulled the door bolt, and looked at the fat Wu Zhenren: "Senior, what's the matter?"

The fat Wu Zhenren immediately threw a list over: "Go to Yongxiang City to buy some cinnabar for Lao Dao!

"What do you want cinnabar for?" Jia Jia took the list, but when she saw that it was divided into categories, she remembered it clearly: first-class cinnabar, second-class cinnabar, etc., and there were dozens of varieties of cinnabar alone.

But seeing that the fat Wu Zhenren pursed his lips with a hint of irony, he raised his fleshy chin: "The exclusive secret technique of the old way, not everyone can know the way." ”

Jia Jia smiled, but she also had a good temperament, nodded in response, and was not ambiguous, and immediately went to Yongxiang City.

Sent away Jia Jia, fat Wu Zhenren turned around with the fat ball, passed by Ruhua who got up early in the morning to perform the technique of spring breeze and rain, and listened to her chant a few "dead fat man" without a seizure, only a little more ill-intentioned smile on her face: Dead girl!

Let's not mention it here for the time being, so I said that Jia Jia took the list of fat Wu Zhenren, went all the way down the sword, went straight to Yongxiang City, and went to the outside of Yongxiang City to get off the flying sword and enter the city.

"The first-class cinnabar of Qixiufang, the second-class cinnabar of Wucaizhuang......" Jia Jia silently read the list in her hand, shook her head slightly, and secretly thought, "This old way is really demanding!"

When it came to Qixiufang to buy cinnabar, it was blasted out, and Jia Jia's face was extremely ugly: the remaining few did not need to be estimated, and the Qixiufang clearly stipulated that the barter should be exchanged for first-class cinnabar, and the spirit stone could not be used, but the spirit plant must be exchanged. No matter how good Jia Jia's temperament was, she couldn't help it, and scolded Fat Wu Zhenren a few times: Isn't this obviously embarrassing people!, if he didn't mean it, he wouldn't believe it to anyone! I really don't know how a person like Shizun could make a friend with Fat Wu Zhenren?

Jia Jia slandered for a moment, but still compromised, and immediately entered the inn, asked for an upper room, placed a protective array, and entered the space.

In the space, the leisure when I saw the Xuan Ling was gone, and it was replaced by the Xuan Ling in a violent state. Originally, I didn't want to give Jia Jia a good look, but seeing that Jia Jia was also anxious, Xuan Ling was in a much better mood, and sat on the ground without any image at all, watching her choose a hundred-year-old spirit plant.

Estimating that it was almost over, Jia Jia breathed a sigh of relief, put the selected spirit plants into the bag, and told him to pay attention to the spirit plants a few times, and was blasted out by the angry Xuan Ling, the reason is: Which artifact spirit wants to do this kind of rough work? It's too cheap.

Jia Jia laughed a few times and emerged from the Chaos Remnant.

After receiving the protective circle, I went downstairs to settle the bill.

After exchanging the spirit plant for the first-class cinnabar in Qixiufang, Jia Jia was about to go to Wucaizhuang, but she suddenly looked up, but saw two monks dressed in the costumes of Kunlun inner disciples passing in front of her, and now, she is not wearing the standard clothes of the sect. It's just because I deal with the foul-smelling mud all day long. The garment was changed a little more diligently. The goose-yellow waist-cinching skirt on his body now is very ordinary, and he does not have any identity characteristics of a Kunlun disciple.

Different from ordinary monks, the disciples of which sect and sect of the view only look at the waist card, such as Jia Jia, etc., a long time ago, the master has mentioned the face, and the identity jade card can sometimes be faked, but a monk is different because of the cultivation method. The change in breath can't deceive people. As Jia Jia is now, not to mention the unique and innate fighting spirit, he feels that he is no better than ordinary people, there is no problem with the clothes and identity jade plates of the two monks, but the aura on his body is a little strange, although it also seems to be the right path, but it is not the same as the monks who have usually practiced Kunlun's internal mental method.

Jia Jia thought for a moment, took out a pale yellow talisman from the storage bag, recited a few mantras, and the talisman quickly took on a transparent color, and followed the two monks.

She still has Fat Wu Zhenren's errand unfinished. After thinking about it, he decided to tell the Kunlun spies who stayed in Yongxiang City about this matter first. However, when she followed the old routine and found the house where the Kunlun spies lived, her eyelids kept jumping.

This is not the first time, every time she jumps her eyelids, something bad is about to happen. After thinking about it, Jia Jia hid her figure, stood on tiptoe, jumped on the wall, and looked in, but saw that the courtyard was empty and empty.

She frowned and groaned for a moment, then simply released her divine sense and probed inch by inch. Where the Kunlun spies live, how could there be no monks guarding against patrols, which is a strange thing in itself.

"What should we do with these people? Do you want to kill them?" A few low conversations came from inside the main room in the center, and Jia Jia's consciousness attached to the rubble of the roof, carefully listening to the movement inside.

"Forget it. It's just an ant, and it's dirty to do it. A monk snorted lightly and replied, but there was a little more hesitation in his voice, "Originally, the plan was so good, who would have thought that he would kill halfway to bite the gold!"

After a while, a timid voice sounded: "Actually, in fact, I heard that the door to the upper realm is about to open, and the ascension is not hopeless, I have always heard that there is a way for the Lord to live forever, but I have never seen it until now, who knows if it is true?"

Jia Jia's eyes showed a few wisps of consternation, and it turned out that it was the other way around.

Then there was silence, and after a long time, the monk who had just called "Ant" said: "Not to mention the difficulty of this ascension path, let's just say that if we succeed in our ascension, so many monks have ascended to the upper realm, such as these newcomers like us, don't you still have to act according to people's eyes? Wouldn't it be better to be in the lower realm, calling for wind and rain?" Although he said this, there was still some uncertainty in his voice, and the obvious words had already entered his heart.

"What does the Lord want to do? Is it the enemy of Kunlun and Shushan? With the Lord's cultivation, tens of thousands of years ago, there was no monk in this world who cultivated higher than him, if it were me, why bother with such a painstaking plan?"

"This, I don't know. I heard that it seemed that we were trying to save someone, alas, you and I just have to do things, what do you want to do?" the monk sighed.

A strange laugh sounded, Jia Jia's body stiffened, and she quickly withdrew the wisp of divine sense, but she saw someone from the bottom up, breaking out of the roof of the house, and the rubble bounced to the ground, and the monk who appeared in front of Jia Jia laughed twice: "Flower girl, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

"sucking old monster. Jia Jia shook his hand at the moment, and the bladeless sword was already held horizontally in his hand, "Which is your flower girl?

The old monster who sucked yin didn't care, only held his neck, moved his head, and laughed twice: "Lian Daoyou, why is it so fierce? ”

"Are you really the Lord's man?" Jia Jia rolled her eyes and said in a deep voice, "What do you want to do?"

"Ask your adults to go!" The old monster smiled and covered his mouth and nose and laughed a few times, and said, "Don't mix with children!" (to be continued......

PS: It's going to be busy again in the last few days.,I'll work hard to add more.,If it's too late for the second change.,The number of words in the first change will be a little more.