Zuo Mo was not a slow person in any way, and of course, perhaps Pu Demon had reservations about this.

A series of changes in the door made Zuo Mo smell a hint of something unusual. The master sternly told him that he should work hard and not slack off, and told him that he could read the jade slips in the door, including the various jade slips of the Fang Yuan, without spending any more contribution points.

The benefits he had dreamed of before were in front of Zuo Mo, but he was not happy at all.

As soon as they come back, they enact these measures, and there must be something that has happened, or something is going to happen. In the past two years, he has the deepest feelings. No matter which sect or group it is, the formula will not be passed on to people out of thin air. In the past, the recipe of this door required contribution points, which is normal, and the contribution points are actually spars. Now the boss suddenly said that the magic trick does not need to contribute points, so it is very good to explain the problem.

Something is going to happen!

Zuo Mo then asked tentatively if he still wanted to go to Xin Yan Shibo to refine his body. The master's answer once again confirmed the guess in his heart, there is no need to go, Master Xin Yan wants to retreat and refine the weapon. Then the master told him that she would be in retreat for alchemy, and that he would not have time to teach him, and that he should study on his own.

The conversation between the master and him lasted for two hours, how to learn by himself, etc., as if he wanted to explain everything clearly.

The ominous feeling in Zuo Mo's heart was even heavier.

In the end, the master hesitated for a moment and told him to spend more time practicing his sword, even if the alchemy was slower. If by this time, Zuo Mo didn't know that something was wrong, then he was a real fool. The master waved him back, and when he stepped out of the threshold of the Danfang, Zuo Mo heard the master's faint sigh clearly.

Zuo Mo, who returned to the West Wind Courtyard, was in a very bad mood, as if something was blocked in his heart.

On this day, he did not cultivate.

At night, lying on the roof, with his arms on his pillow, he looked at the stars in the sky and was alone in a daze. Oto-kyu beside him was playing all kinds of news weakly.

"What are you worried about?"

"I felt like something was going to happen. Zuo Mo looked at the stars and said.

"Something happened?"

"Hmm. When I opened my eyes two years ago, all I wanted was to live in the door. I didn't have any ideas at the time, and I didn't think about anything in the future. I'm used to being here, I'm used to the mountain. Later, the master was very good to me, although she had a bad temper. There are also Senior Brother Wei Sheng, Lao Heitou, Senior Sister Li Yingfeng, and Xiaoguo ......"

"Even if something happens, you can't help it. Pu Demon said indifferently.

"I know. Zuo Mo's eyes were a little gloomy: "My strength is so weak, if something really happens, I can't help." ”

"Isn't that it?" asked the demon curiously.

"But I don't want to ......" Looking at the distant and deep starry sky, Zuo Mo muttered softly.

Pu Demon was silent, he seemed to remember something.

Early the next morning, Zuo Mo went to the rented spiritual garden and took care of it. He was about to leave, but someone came to him.

"Your Excellency is Mr. Lingzhifu Zuo Mozuo?" asked the visitor very politely, with a shrewd face.

Zuo Mo was a little surprised: "I am." ”

"I've heard of it for a long time. The face of the person who came showed a little joy, but he still showed strong restraint: "In Xia He Rong, running a small shop, I heard that Mr. Zuo planted a lot of red flowers, and I wanted to ask in the next place, I don't know if Mr. Zuo is willing to sell." ”

Zuo Mo nodded: "I have planted a lot of red flowers, but they are still some time away from maturity." ”

He Rong smiled: "I want to order it first." ”

"Oh. "Zuo Mo didn't expect that the market is so popular now, and the red saffron he planted has not yet matured, so someone actually came to the door to make a reservation. However, he planted this batch of red flowers to sell them, and it was naturally better for someone to come to the door.

"I don't know how much Mr. Zuo has planted?" He Rong asked.

"Eighty acres. ”

He Rong thought for a while and said: "Now the market price of a pint saffron is about two third-grade spars and a tael, how much does Mr. Zuo expect to harvest?"

"About twenty pounds. Zuo Mo gave a conservative number.

"Sure enough, it is worthy of Lingzhifu, and the yield is really amazing. He Rong praised, and he continued: "I am willing to pay a deposit of sixty third-grade spars first. If the market price is lower than one tael of two three-grade spars, it will be purchased at this price and the balance will be made up. If it is higher than this price, it will go at the market price. What does Mr. Zuo think?"

This price is already quite good, Zuo Mo groaned for a while, and then nodded: "Okay." ”

He suddenly asked, "How much is the price of second-grade saffron?" In his spiritual field, some second-grade red flowers will be produced, but the number will not be too much.

"Fifty third-grade spars for one or two. He Rong was a little surprised, but thinking that the other party was Ling Zhifu, he immediately added: "If there is a second-grade red saffron, how many are willing to receive it." ”

"Hmm. ”

Zuo Mo immediately took a look at the market of various medicinal materials, He Rong was obviously experienced, and the prices of almost all medicinal materials could be reported casually without hesitation. The two then drew up an agreement and exchanged imprints. The so-called imprint is to leave their own divine sense imprint in a blank jade slip. In this way, it is much easier for the two to get in touch. With the imprint, the cranes can easily find each other and communicate with each other easily.

Zuo Moke had no way to fly the sword to pass the book, he could only use the paper crane.

In the past, except for the woman who pinked paper cranes, Zuo Mo basically never used paper cranes. The paper crane had to be bought with money, and with his situation at the time, where could he give it.

Sixty third-grade spars are a huge amount of money for Zuo Mo.

Or you should buy a spirit armor yourself. The spirit armor on his body is still the second-grade spirit armor given by Master Yan Le, and it is simply too incompatible with the dripping sword, which is the best third-grade magic weapon. But he just thought about it, sixty third-grade spars were naturally enough to buy a third-grade spirit armor. But you can only buy those ordinary third-grade spirit armors, and the best ones are more than this number.

After thinking about it, he decided not to spend these hedrons for the time being. He still remembered that there was still a big spar eater in his body.

Sure enough, as soon as he returned to the West Wind Courtyard, the Pu Demon came out.

"I want these hedrons. Say, what do you want to change. Pu Demon's tone was very loud, but he reminded Zuo Mo again: "However, you can't exchange this little spar for anything good." ”

"What can I change?" Zuo Mo was not stupid, and asked tentatively.

Although Pu Demon's IQ has become lower now, this guy has a bad record, and he has done a lot of things like forced buying and selling.

"Hey, I can't see it, but you're learning to be good. Pu Demon looked Zuo Mo up and down a few times, and suddenly smiled gloomily: "But this is fine, fair trade." This mere sixty third-grade spars, what you can exchange is just a small means of using divine sense. Or you can advance a part of it and learn a part, and then advance a part and learn another part. ”

"It's better to pay it all at once. "Zuo Mo knows a lot about the character of the Pu Demon. If you pay a section to learn a section, just wait for this guy to ask for a price. When you get stuck in the middle, you will definitely vomit blood.

"Hey, whatever. How about this little trick, can you learn it?" Pu Demon smiled repeatedly, and the blood pupil was like seeing a prey, which made Zuo Mo look creepy.

Zuo Moyi gritted his teeth: "Learn!"

He has always insisted on cultivating the "Fetal Breath Refining God", and his divine sense is far beyond ordinary people, but he has never known how to use it. The only use of his divine consciousness now is to probe the elixir when he is alchemy.

"Haha!" Pu Demon smiled with satisfaction, ding ding dong, a series of sound of spar collisions, listening to Zuo Mo's flesh pain.

Sixty three-grade spars!

"Oh, here you go. Pu Demon threw a ball of light to Zuo Mo, and dropped a sentence: "The payment has been cleared!" and disappeared.

Zuo Mo, who had had an experience once, took the ball of light, and as soon as the ball of light touched his hand, it turned into countless characters and appeared in his mind.

"Knowing Fragrance", using divine sense, can remember the characteristics of any woman and never forget it. And as long as the other party is within 500 miles of you, you can judge the position of the other party and find the other party. Cultivating to the extreme depth, as long as the secret luck method, even if the other party is thousands of miles away, it can be easily found. And this recipe can also distinguish the advantages and disadvantages of the spiritual root on the woman's body, and at the end, Zuo Mo also saw a comment: This recipe can be called a compulsory recipe for every thief who aspires to double cultivation and more cultivation!

Zuo Mo wants to vomit blood!

"Pu Demon! Master and you fight! Return Master Spar ......"

In the small courtyard of the west wind, a heart-rending howl echoed!

In the sea of knowledge, the Pu Demon sat on the tombstone, and said proudly: "Hahahaha, return the formation...... Hmph, whoever talks to me about the formation in the future, I will talk to whoever I talk to about women......!

Pu Demon held a grudge against Zuo Mo's answer last time, and this counterattack made him feel very happy!

For several days, Zuo Mo did not recover from this painful blow. Sixty third-grade spars, in exchange for such a useless trick, Zuo Mo can't wait to chop up the pu demon and feed it to the dogs!

Zuo Mo, who was deeply hit, decided to make up for this part of the loss by refining the Golden Karasuma.

However, sixty three-grade spars! That's three hundred golden black pills! Last time, he refined hundreds of golden black pills and refined him to death.

With incomparable grief and motivation, Zuo Mo went straight to the Fang Temple, intending to start refining the Golden Karasuma frantically. But soon, he heard sad news. Xu Qing told him that several materials for the Bigu Pill in the door had been used up.

He hurriedly ran to ask Senior Sister Li Yingfeng, and the news he got was even more shocking.

One of the materials on the market is out of stock!

According to the speculation of the senior sister, it should be someone who maliciously acquired and hoarded goods. This material is very versatile and is used in many kinds of elixirs. One of his most important sources of wealth was cut off, and Zuo Mo was hit head-on!

Correspondingly, his hatred value for the Pu Demon soared rapidly!Sixty third-grade spars had only bought such a useless spell, especially when he didn't have enough money!

It's tolerable, it's unbearable!

Zuo Mo murderously went to find the Pu Demon.