After a brief silence, Feng Buye took out a token from his arms again and handed it to Zhuchen.

The token is exactly the size of the palm of your hand, made of pure gold, and has some damage at the edges. The edges are densely engraved with runes, and the word "Yi" is written vigorously in the middle.

This word is very familiar to Zhuchen, it is the representative of "Shun Feng" in the world of immortality.

Where there is demand, there is supply. There is a sect in the sect that specializes in the business of delivering items. They also do transactions such as mortgages and replacements. As long as they can make money, they dare to develop any business.

The runes on the token are high-level charms that are expensive to make and cannot be held by ordinary people. It should be a VIP customization service for advanced users. As long as you leave the location and time in it, a monk will come to negotiate.

Feng Buye asked: "Can you use it?"

He wanted to change the previous topic. Zhuchen took the things, but instead of following his wishes, he asked again suspiciously: "Master, are you really picking up this inner elixir?"

Feng Buye responded vaguely.

Zhuchen asked: "You also picked up the shell of Qi Feng Beast?"

Feng Buye didn't make a sound this time and just nodded.

Zhuchen's mood is very complicated.

Why do you want to create such a koi character for yourself? To be honest, is it difficult?

It just so happened that the person who said this now was her master, so she couldn't be too treacherous to point at him and call him a liar.

Zhuchen tightened her fingers and looked down. A cool breath came out of her inner alchemy, making her palms feel cold.

Of course she knew that the inner elixir was probably obtained by killing the Qifeng Beast. Judging from the condition of the elixir, that monster must be difficult to deal with.

Feng Buye was still unconscious before and could not recover from his serious injuries. If a trip to the devil world would encounter such danger, Zhuchen would definitely not ask for it.

Zhuchen thought for a moment and asked cautiously: "Master, are you in good health?"

Feng Buye's expression remained unchanged as he said: "No, the demon cultivator followed the path of loss and self-destruction, which conflicted with my Pu Fengshan's cultivation. After becoming a demon, it was difficult to move even an inch, and the pain continued all over my body."

After all, there is no benefit at all.

Zhuchen paused for a moment, his expression started to look a bit awkward, and he asked again: "Is the devil world dangerous?"

Feng Buye said without hesitation: "It is naturally dangerous. Monsters are used to disguise themselves and are cunning. When they smell human breath, they will lie dormant in the dark, waiting for opportunities to nibble."

"Then..." Zhuchen asked, "Have you met Master?"

Feng Buye opened his mouth, frowned, and then closed it again. There was a layer of coldness on his face, which gradually worsened as his eyes darkened.

Zhuchen could see in his expression the pain and struggle of countless modern men when facing the test of sending a proposition.

But why? She respects her teachers so much, why should Feng Buye be afraid of her?

Zhuchen felt that he was about to get carried away, so he quickly threw away those unnecessary thoughts.

"So where did these three magical beast inner elixirs come from?"

Feng Buye profoundly explained with his actions that as long as a person lies once, he needs to——

"Picked it up." He said decisively.

Zhuchen: "..."

Stubbornness is written all over your face, but there is really no need!

She doesn't like to play in the devil world, so why does she have to do this?

...Is it possible that there are many treasures in the demon world?

Zhuchen's thoughts drifted away, and he sighed perfunctorily: "It's so magical."

Feng Buye nodded in agreement.

Zhuchen couldn't bear it any longer. She was afraid that she would laugh on the spot if she did this again. So she packed up her things and said goodbye to her master.

When she exited the door, she vaguely heard Feng Buye sighing in relief. This shocked her again and she wondered if it was her imagination.

Zhuchen was still analyzing Feng Buye's abnormality today. After leaving the bamboo house, someone greeted her from a distance.

She simply dropped the matter and went over to see the progress of the well digging.

The well dug by Zheng Kang and others has been dug to a depth of more than one meter, and water has begun to appear. The bottom of the pit is muddy.

He had tools, so he dug faster. The other teams did not bring shovels and could only use the gravel provided to them morning by morning, so they were still in the initial stage.

However, judging from the current progress, there should be no problem in finishing the work together tonight. These people are indeed good at work.

Manually dug wells are basically shallow wells, and the water output will not be very large, so it is reasonable to drill a few more every morning. However, the distance between the wells should not be too close, otherwise it will affect their respective water flows.

Zhuchen has a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder. He didn't realize it when he circled the location before. Now when he looked at it, he realized that the few points he found could just be connected to form a square, surrounding the entire residential area, as if guarding the four directions.

There is also a well in the middle, just on the center line.

...how did she do it?

She is really a talent.

Zhuchen thought it was a bit funny, but also thought it was quite convenient. He even had the name of the well, so why not just go with the names of the five sacred beasts.

After Zhuchen made up his mind, he went over with the Hanxu Sword and carved the names Qinglong and White Tiger beside the five wells.

Zheng Kang and others glanced at it, thinking it was some kind of ritual performed by their monks, and didn't pay much attention.

Looking at the results, Zhuchen nodded with satisfaction and turned to look for Zhang Shiwen.

Zhang Shiwen is preparing to cook dinner.

When this group of people came over, they didn't have anything valuable with them, but they brought some dry food and tools.

The main reason is that after Zhang Shiwen saw Zhuchen's house, he had a hunch that she should have nothing here. He thought that Xianjun didn't understand the trivial matters of ordinary people, so they had to take good care of themselves as much as possible, so he advised the brothers who were saying goodbye to bring more.

food.

Today is the first day here. Everyone is happy and decided to celebrate. Instead of eating dry and hard biscuits, we have a bowl of white porridge to warm up.

This was a luxury in the past.

Zhang Shiwen picked up the wooden bucket, poured water into the large pot, sprinkled three bowls of rice and some diced bacon into it, put it on the fire and slowly waited for the water to boil.

Zhuchen watched from the side and waited for him to stop before saying, "Are you free now? I want to ask you for a favor."

Zhang Shiwen clapped his hands neatly: "Immortal Lord, just say it!"

Zhuchen was about to touch the exquisite bag when he heard this and said with a smile: "You called all three of us Xianjun, can you tell the difference?"

Zhang Shiwen said resolutely: "You can tell the difference clearly!"

"But I can't tell the difference." Zhuchen introduced, "My name is Zhuchen, the one inside is my master, and the younger one is my junior brother, named Feng Changyin."

Zhang Shiwen was very adaptable and quickly changed his words: "Immortal Lord, Immortal Lord, Little Immortal Lord!"

After he finished speaking, he blinked at her as if to confirm, with a proud look on his face.

Zhuchen: "..." I can make you smarter.

If her two senior brothers come back, will there be a Great Immortal Lord and a Second Immortal Lord?

Zhang Shiwen asked with a smile: "What's wrong with the Immortal Lord?"

Seeing his persistence, Zhuchen couldn't help but give up and said: "Actually, I plucked some chicken feathers and I want you to pick them out for me so I can make several quilts."

The fluff must be selected, cleaned and dried in time, otherwise it will easily become moldy and smelly.

The hair of the black chick is very strong, but many of the hairs are too hard and long, not suitable for making quilts. Zhuchen wants to pick some soft and fluffy down from it, and use the rest to make a feather duster, and this is a project

She is not good at big projects that require patience.

She also had to help chop some wood, build a bunk bed, and move it into the shell before going to bed.

Before Zhang Shiwen opened his mouth, Wu Niang had already taken the lead and said, "Xianjun can just leave this kind of trivial matter to us. Wu Niang doesn't have much strength, so she can help."

"Yes, Xianjun, although the old man is old, he still works carefully. Xianjun, please go and rest for a while."

"Why doesn't Xianjun have a bedding? Then where did he sleep for the past two days?"

Zhuchen smiled and did not answer. He opened the exquisite bag and poured it down, shaking out all the chicken feathers accumulated inside.

The flying black chicken feathers fell from the sky, more and more, and because they were fluffy, they finally stacked up into a pile of hills taller than a person.

Wu Niang panicked and said to herself that the terrain here is flat and the wind is strong at night, so if you just pour it out, it won't be blown away by the wind?

She straightened up and subconsciously used her arms to cover it, only to find that the hairs seemed to be trapped by something. There was obviously wind blowing outside, but they did not move at all.

Wu Niang belatedly covered her mouth and chuckled: "Look at me worrying so blindly."

Several old men and women gathered around, moved a stone and sat down, asking Zhuchen for details.

Not only did they not feel bored when they were assigned something to do, but they were quite happy.

Zhuchen picked up a few feathers and said: "These are soft and small, and can be used to make quilts. Pick out these thick feathers and make feather dusters. They can be used for cleaning and teaching naughty children."

Wu Niang didn't understand the last sentence: "Ah?"

Zhuchen smiled and said: "Nothing, just kidding. Thank you."
Chapter completed!