, Don't hide from the immortal, the southwest of Jingbo City is relatively barren, and they are all cultivated to a little shallow people, and the people who generally come to the inn are middle-aged people, of course, there are also very old, like the immortal is so young, not very many. ##嗯必仙长修为深湛! Since the immortal cultivator is profound, then, there must be a lot of immortal elixir. When the shopkeeper saw Youxi, his face turned a little red, and he stammered, "In fact, the most important thing is that the other immortal chiefs don't even pay attention to the small ones, and the immortal chief actually ...... Say "Thanks, whatever!" to the little one!"

"Ah, that's it!" Xiao Hua didn't expect that saying the word "thanks" could also cause trouble, alas, if it was really the truth, he also admitted it, who let him really have a healing Wu Ta Dan? But who can guarantee the words of this shopkeeper...... Isn't it fake?

"What should I do?" Xiao Hua was a little embarrassed......

To give, or not to give???

Suddenly, Xiao Hua's eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, without the slightest hesitation, he turned around slightly, took out a Wu Ta Dan from the space with the shopkeeper on his back, and then slapped the storage bag with his hand, handed the Wu Ta Dan to the shopkeeper, and said with a smile: "Look at you are a filial son, how can the poor road not be fulfilled? This is a healing pill, if you take it, it can be regarded as a meeting!"

"Huh?" The shopkeeper was even more surprised, his eyes were staring at the pill tightly, he almost couldn't believe it, his hands were trembling, but he didn't dare to reach out to take it.

Xiao Hua smiled and stuffed the jade bottle into his room, which was not big, only the size of a zhang, except for the necessary furnishings, nothing else, simple and abnormal.

"Immortal Chief, thank you for your great kindness, the little one is named Fan Riguan, what do you need, please just tell the little one, as long as the small one can do it, the small one will definitely satisfy your old age!"

Xiao Hua hurriedly helped him up and said with a smile: "This is just an ordinary healing elixir, which is used by cultivators to treat internal and external injuries, I don't know if this elixir doesn't work, don't thank you like this!"

Then, he said: "However, this is also the only elixir in the poor road, even if you break your head, you don't have it! Oh, by the way, are there any yellow talismans next to it, are there any talisman papers, talisman ink, etc.?" he didn't know anything about Jingbo City, and of course there were a lot of things to ask.

"Yes, yes, there are two next to the shop that the little one just told the fairy chief, but you'd better go to the one on the east side" Although the shop is small, but the shopkeeper heard that it is a disciple of what sect, he is very loyal and honest, and he does not deceive customers! Although the shop is very small, the reputation of the immortal chief there is still very haode!" The shopkeeper hurriedly recommended.

"Well, this Sycamore Pill really works!" Xiao Hua was happy in his heart, and then he sent out the so-called formation in the house, and withdrew by himself" smiled: "Trouble Xiao Er, give the poor Dao direction!"

"Don't dare, Immortal Chief, please!" The shopkeeper carefully put Wu Ta Dan into his arms, and then said again: "Immortal Chief, it's still ...... Haven't you asked the Immortal Chief's Dharma name yet?"

Xiao Hua pursed his lips and smiled: "Where did the poor Dao cultivation come from......?

"Oh, Xiao Zhenren, the little one knows!" Before Xiao Hua finished speaking, the shopkeeper immediately exclaimed happily.

Xiao Hua smiled and said secretly: "This law name seems to be good!"

The shopkeeper led Xiao Hua out of the inn, and wanted to lead Xiao Hua over, but where would Xiao Hua let him go?

At this time, the sky has come to an end, on the street, there are a lot fewer monks, a little deserted, Xiao Hua looked around, walked to a place not too far ahead, a shop that didn't look big, but didn't take a few steps, from the inn next to him, there was a monk in a cloak, this person's cloak was different from the Yan sè that Xiao Hua saw before, and the style was also very different, but the feeling that Coco gave Xiao Hua was the same strange, that person's cultivation, face, figure, etc., were all covered in this cloak, and there was nothing to see.

Xiao Hua couldn't figure out this person's cultivation, but he knew that he must be higher than himself, so he hurriedly flashed to the side and let the person go first......

The man in the cloak walked out of the inn, didn't look at Xiao Hua, walked straight past him, and walked into the distance. The moment this person walked past Xiao Hua, Xiao Hua peeked at it, and the height of that person was the same as himself.

"There's definitely something wrong with this cloak!" Xiao Hua was already sure: "Wait back and ask the shopkeeper!"

Waiting to see the person who didn't know his face and didn't know how to cultivate calmly walked away, Xiao Hua moved to the small shop not far away again.

The small shop is really not big, just as the shopkeeper said, there is also an old man with white hair inside. There are also a few young people who have only cultivated to the second floor of Qi refining next to him, greeting guests, although it is already curtain at this time, there are still a lot of people in the store!

I walked in the direction pointed by the shopkeeper for a while, and in a not very conspicuous place, there was indeed a small door, which was smaller than the dilapidated yellow charm shop I saw before, with only a small door that only allowed one person to enter and exit, and a dilapidated plaque on the door "Mo Ling Thatched Cottage".

Xiao Hua was not in a hurry to step forward, standing in the corner not far from the "Mo Ling Thatched Cottage", he looked quietly for a while, and he couldn't see the situation in the store from the outside, but during the period of time when Xiao Hua was stationing, no one came in or out, and there were not many people on this street, and occasionally a few hurried by, not looking at Xiao Hua at all!

"Well, that's it!" Xiao Hua was very satisfied, if it weren't for the guidance of the innkeeper, he really couldn't find this place.

Looking left and right again, convinced that there was nothing in the way, Xiao Hua tidied up his clothes and walked over steadily.

As soon as he stepped in, Xiao Hua of "Mo Ling Thatched Cottage" saw a row of black lacquered wood counters, which only had more than half a concubine, and behind the counter was a wall with a faint glow.

The shop was deserted, except for a diminutive, gray-haired, emaciated old man, with a thick book in his hand, leaning behind the counter, as if reading with relish. The old man heard footsteps and raised his head with surprise on his face, but after he saw Xiao Hua's cultivation, although he didn't show disdain, he still lowered his head, left his eyes on the page, and his body leaning on the counter didn't even move!

Xiao Hua's eyes widened, looked at the shop where there was only one person, and then fell on the old man, the old man's cultivation of about five levels of qi refining, wearing a shabby Taoist robe, holding a book in one hand, and pinching his goatee in the other, quite complacent.

"Ahem" Xiao Hua coughed twice and approached the old man.

The old man rolled his eyes, looked away from the book, and asked coldly, "What do you have to do?"

Xiao Hua frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Is this how Daoyou welcomes guests?"

“。 Naturally, when we set up a shop in Jingbo City, we naturally want to welcome customers!, but if it is a casual cultivator like a Taoist friend who intends to take advantage of it, the poor Taoist is not welcome!" The old man lowered his eyelids and ignored Xiao Hua no longer.

"This is what Fan Riguan said about good reputation?" Xiao Hua couldn't help laughing.

After thinking for a while, Xiao Hua asked, "How do you know that you are a casual cultivator?"

The old man glanced at him and sneered: "At the age of about twenty years old, there is only a second-level cultivation of qi refining, if it is in the cultivation sect, don't say that it is the main sect, even if I am a boy in the Mo Ling sect, how can I let you go out of the mountain?

When Xiao Hua heard this, he couldn't help but cry and laugh, these two reasons were too far-fetched!

"Hmph, this is the so-called good reputation?" Xiao Hua also sneered: "I have been wronged by others who recommended you this 1 Mo Ling Thatched Cottage!"

"Recommended? Hehe, did you get a cheap one from me?" the old man closed the book, put it on the counter, and said with a sneer.

Xiao Hua immediately woke up and arched his hand: "The junior is surnamed Xiao, and he was introduced by Fan Riguan of the inn!"

"Fan Riguan, that stupid boy who begged for medicine for his mother?" the old man was obviously stunned.

"Well, it's him!" Xiao Hua nodded and said, "Fan Riguan asks for medicine for his mother, when filial piety is commendable, what is there to be stupid?" Then, Xiao Hua looked at the counter and sneered: "On the contrary, there are some cultivators who obviously have a lot of pills, but they don't reach out to help, and they say that people are stupid!"

"What do you know??? The old man almost jumped up, pointed to Xiao Hua's nose and said, "The physique of a secular person can only use the herbs of a secular person, how can the elixir of my cultivator be taken by a secular person? Fan Xiaozi didn't know where he heard it, so he had to ask his mother for an elixir! Not to mention that my well medicine is publicly owned by the sect, and I can't call the shots alone, even if I give him the elixir, there are countless pills here, which one should I give to him? Even if I give it to him, his mother takes it, isn't it ...... It's gone right away? might as well not take it!"

Hearing this, Xiao Hua let out a "grunt" in his heart, and secretly screamed that it was not good, why did he forget such things?

Seeing Xiao Hua's face change greatly, the old man said stupidly, "Could it be that a small loose cultivator with a surplus conscience gave him the pill he saved money for?" @.