Under the moon
The entire village is overlooked from a high altitude and is shrouded in colorful light. The phoenix sacred stands in the air, and purple beads surround it.
Open your mouth first.
"It seems that it is not easy for the demons to step into the world! That is not the original body. It should have just borrowed the body of the one who escaped into the demonic path and attached it to him. Otherwise, he would have been wiped out with the ashes just now, and I don't want to be stained with the blood of mortals."
Yun Ji giggled.
"What should I do now? Some monsters have noticed this. If they are known, the demon world will have an excuse to break the ban."
Yun Ji's words were naturally clearer. Thousands of years ago, the immortals and demons used the world as the battlefield, and the whole world was like purgatory, with sorrow everywhere.
After the dispute ended, the two sides agreed not to set foot in the human world and set up a powerful ban on immortals and demons. It is almost impossible for immortals and demons to enter the human world!
After that, no matter whether the practitioners have become immortals or fall into the earth and become demons, immortals and demons are not allowed to interfere.
During the silence of thousands of years, both sides were preparing for the next war. Now Lu Zeyu, who is an immortal, can explain it clearly in a few simple words.
"We have to find the road to the heavenly immortal as soon as possible and let this idiot go back."
"Yes! But this idiot lost his memory and could not use the immortal consciousness. He could not hear us talking. He could only let the followers of insects, fish, birds and beasts enlighten their minds and convey them."
Soon the two objects returned to the courtyard and everything returned to peace.
The sun rises under the moon
Lu Zeyu got up early in the morning and looked at a black and white dress hanging on the beam in front of him, a backpack that looked like a bird's nest next to him, including a pair of moldy silver boots.
These are Lu Zeyu's belongings, and I don't know what material it is. The strangest thing is this bird's nest bag. When Lu Zeyu stretched out his hand, his hand actually went in. The bag seemed to be unfathomable. The villagers tried it and it was just an ordinary bird's nest.
Lu Zeyu ate some leftovers from last night, carried a hoe and ran to the orchard by the mountain, weeding and fertilizing, loosening the soil, and staying busy until the sun was over three o'clock.
After finishing his work, Lu Zeyu picked a basket of oranges and ran to the street. However, after walking for a while, he saw a large number of monks gathering at the door of a shop called Qingling Dan.
"Hmph, I'm too bullying, I think we're easy to bully?"
"With the truth, there is no businessman without evil."
“The eating habit is too ugly.”
Lu Zeyu stood aside and looked at the angry cultivators. After listening for a long time, he realized that the price of Qingling Pill had increased again, and the efficacy of the medicine was no longer as good as before.
In the past, there were twenty taels of silver per bottle, but now the price has increased to thirty taels of silver.
This clear spirit pill can help the practitioners regulate the excess spiritual energy in their bodies and harmonize the spiritual energy to make the quality of the spiritual energy more stable.
"Everyone, everyone!"
A middle-aged man with a big belly, two beards, wearing a long golden flower gown, and holding a folding fan in his hand, holding a fan and bowed.
"The harvest has not been very good recently, and the amount of several medicinal materials has also been small. Our Sanhua Sect pays attention to the loyalty of the business. In the past, when the quantity was large, the supply was in short supply, so for the convenience of all fellow Taoists, they were selling at a loss. As for the effect, it naturally varies from person to person, and there is no such thing as you call inferior products as good products."
The person who spoke was the Grand Sect manager of Sanhua Sect who was responsible for everything in the Tu Village, Lin Yuanfu, the Taoist of Jinping, who always looked kind and kind.
The practitioners were still extremely dissatisfied and listed a lot of evidence. Lin Yuanfu smiled kindly and stopped talking. The words just now seemed to have relieved some of the doubts of the practitioners. After all, these three flower sects are famous.
Bang
A young monk directly smashed a bottle of Qingling Pill, and the pills inside rolled all over the floor.
"Shopkeeper Lin, I have something unknown to me. If that's the case, how can the color of the Qingling Pill be different? The size is also different? Which fellow Taoist has the Qingling Pill I bought before, and you will know the difference by taking it out and comparing it."
A trace of cunning flashed between Lin Yuanfu's eyebrows, and he replied with a smile as he folded the paper fan.
"This is because during the refining process, the temperature is different, and there are some large and small, and due to the different time of the cooking, there will be differences in color. As long as you are a fellow Taoist who knows how to refine medicine, you will know it. If you don't believe me, you will go to the pharmacy and you will know it at a glance."
After Lin Yuanfu finished speaking, he winked at the disciples at the entrance of the alley on the left, and they quickly turned around and left.
"The mountains behind these flowers and plants are not full of large areas. You have refined two different Qingling elixirs before, one is full in shape and the other is shriveled, and then mixed together."
Just as everyone was planning to follow Lin Yuanfu to the pharmacy, a crisp and loud voice sounded, from Lu Zeyu who was watching the fun.
Lu Zeyu had discovered before that many elixirs here were. What he could see was not only the appearance of the elixir, but as long as he had the heart, he could clearly see the round objects like airflow contained in the elixir.
At first, these elixirs looked like ripe fruits, and the full smell was good, but now many elixirs look dry and the smell is much weaker. It should be the same as what the monks said. Not only does it use inferior products as good as the best, the price has risen.
"Little brother, you are from this village, right?"
Someone recognized Lu Zeyu.
For a moment, the cultivators were furious. Lin Yuanfu's smile froze, his eyes fixed on Lu Zeyu and spoke.
"Don't believe this guy with red mouth and white teeth. He has a little problem with his brain."
Lin Yuanfu thought to himself, aren’t we from the same group? Didn’t you still deliver goods to us a few days ago?
Lu Zeyu responded immediately.
“I’m talking about the facts.”
Lu Zeyu had no good impression of Lin Yuanfu, so he deducted a penny from him a few days ago.
Seeing a debate about to re-emerge, Lin Yuanfu's intention to kill was gradually aroused, but it was impossible to attack in front of so many people. He didn't know what was wrong with this kid.
The debate grew louder and louder, and at this moment, a three-foot long sword flew over from the street in the distance, and a young man in white stood on the sword.
"It's Mr. Tianxin."
Someone reported the identity of the person who came here, wearing a soft silk white shirt, a face like cream, eyes like stars, a heroic spirit between his eyebrows, and a very tall Taoist bun.
When the sword arrived, the heart of heaven fell down, accompanied by a strange and refreshing fragrance and a cold breath.
When he stood on the ground, the sword under his feet, which was like ice, shrank under his feet under his eyes under the light of a white light, until the size of his index finger, Tianxin inserted the small sword into his hair bun.
"Fellow Taoists, don't get angry!"
Tianxin bowed his hand, and the voices of the Taoists gradually faded away. The name of the young master Tianxin has long been well known. He inherited the Tianxin Sect at a young age. It is rare to see a genius with colorful Taoist roots in a century.
As a sect leader under the Daoya Government, he is well-known and has resolved many sect disputes, but everyone doesn't know why he is here.
"Everyone, can you listen to me?"
"Young Master Tianxin, I hope you can uphold justice!"
A slightly older monk said, and the other monks nodded in convincingly.
Lin Yuanfu came over with a smile, but at this time Tianxin walked towards Lu Zeyu.
"Are you talking about this little brother?..."
"Why are you so smelly?"
Lu Zeyu pinched his nose with one hand, took a few steps back with disgust, and his head was unconsciously leaning back.
The smell on the young master Tianxin in front of me was slightly different from what I smelled last night. The smell was even stronger last night.
At first glance, Mr. Tianxin's body was covered with black and sticky breaths, which were already surging like water flowing.
One by one, the stunned monks looked at the two of them, and several monks who were closer to the heart of heaven sniffed unconsciously.
Tianxin's expression was slightly stiff, and he pinched the corner of his clothes with his left hand, but then he replied generously.
"Tian has been tiring for a while and has a scent on his body. I'm sorry!"
"It's not the smell of sweat, it's the smell of rancid."
Lu Zeyu was completely frightened by the smell and couldn't help but retreat continuously. Tianxin's hand was holding it to stop.
Lin Yuanfu immediately took the opportunity to step forward and point Lu Zeyu's way.
"Everyone, this guy has a problem with his nose. Young Master Tianxin clearly uses butterfly fragrance. How can the quiet and refreshing butterfly fragrance have other smells?"
"Shopkeeper Lin is very knowledgeable."
Tianxin said as he took out a small ball with golden butterfly patterns from his arms, pressed it gently, and the ball suddenly unfolded, breaking out of the cocoon and becoming a butterfly. Under the action of the exquisite mechanism, it turned into a golden butterfly and landed on Tianxin's fingertips.
With the golden light floating, it dissipates in the air, and the pleasant fragrance spreads, and the taste becomes fresh and elegant again.
"Die Tian has been wearing this since he was a child."
Lin Yuanfu was a little surprised. The incense-taking butterfly in Tianxin's hand was priceless.
"Young Master Tianxin, this is the fragrance-taking butterfly from the Mo Sect of Liangqizhou."
Tianxin put away the incense and butterfly and bowed.
"Shopkeeper Lin has good eyesight."
After the two of them sang together, Lin Yuanfu looked at Tianxin anxiously, and Tianxin also showed his eyes.
"Everyone, can you please let me say something?"
The awkward atmosphere disappeared, and the initiator Lu Zeyu was gone. Tianxin glanced at the place where he left, frowned slightly.
"Shopkeeper Lin, you are a businessman. Since you think there is something wrong with the goods, you can return them at the original price. I wonder if this is possible?"
Lin Yuanfu fanned the fan, touched his beard twice, and nodded immediately to agree.
When Lu Zeyu returned to the yard, he felt uncomfortable covering his nose with orange peel. He couldn't stand it and ran back.
It has been no longer time or twice that Lu Zeyu exposes others in person. Although Wu Qiaoqiao advised him, Lu Ze thought it was true, so why bother to say it was fake?
But Lu Zeyu didn't realize that if he did this today, the business situation of the Sanhua Sect would be ruined.
On the branches of the moon
Lu Zeyu was eating a big pot of rice, and he saw that the village was already brightly lit, but no one came to deliver the food tonight.
"Aren't you supposed to come to deliver food?"
Just when Lu Zeyu was confused.
"Thunder Control Technique!"
Crack
A white light suddenly appeared, and with a bang, a ball of white thunder exploded in front of Lu Zeyu, and the rice grains splashed, and the large iron pot was directly fried to pieces.
Lu Zeyu was holding a ball of charred rice with rice grains on his face.
"What are you doing!"
Lu Zeyu looked at a monk who came over in front of him. The man was named Lin Dong, who was Lin Yuanfu's nephew.
"What are you doing? Of course I'm here to teach you a good lesson."
Lin Dong had just finished speaking, with a suspicion on his face. He had just used a low-level thunder control technique. This kid should be swelling now, but in addition to the burnt rice and coarse cloth clothes, the kid was still energetic.
Whoosh
Lin Dong pulled out the sword at his hand, and there was a thunder and lightning seal on the hilt.
"Hmph, boy, do you know how much we lost today? Don't blame me tonight..."
Lin Dong was so angry that he stepped forward, watching Lu Zeyu still picking up the rice grains on his face and eating them.
This guy has a problem with his brain!
Bark ji
Lu Zeyu ate the burnt ball of rice and saw Lin Dong raising his sword to come.
"I'll fight, I'll say it earlier."
Lu Zeyu smiled happily, looking at the sword that was stabbing, flashing with white lightning. He slowly swung his fist and jingled forward with a jingle.
Lin Dong looked at the sword in his hand in shock and shattered directly, but at this moment, a crystal white sword passed through his eyes.
"Is it a hidden method?"
Lin Dong just looked to the left when a white aperture appeared and Tianxin walked out of the aperture.
"Go back and tell Lin Yuanfu that I can pretend that I didn't see what happened tonight. I will practice your medicine well, and I will give the Taoist order."
Although Lin Dong was angry that his middle-grade sword was shattered by Tianxin, he still bowed. Sure enough, the Daoya government had noticed that there was something wrong with their goods.
But at this time, Lin Dong felt something was wrong. Just now, he obviously felt a force, and it was this force that shattered his sword, not the young master Tianxin who took action on the side.
Lin Dong glanced at Lu Zeyu with his fist raised.
"Don't you fight?"
While Lu Zeyu was speaking, he pinched his nose with one hand. He looked at Tianxin and Lin Dong sneered.
I thought, it must be an illusion?
After all, a remote boy who doesn’t even have a Taoist root should have been the sword of Mr. Tianxin just now. After all, the ice jade sword in his hand is a rare weapon for Taoist masters.
"Little brother, I want to ask you, how do you know..."
Lu Zeyu raised his hand and pinched his nose and retreated to the main house.
"Don't come over, it's too smelly."
Tianxin was stunned immediately, his eyebrows and eyes were like frost, and a breeze blew by.
A moment of self-deprecating laughter at the sky and retreated outside the fence garden.
I just saved him, and not only did he not thank me, but he was insulting this, but what he said was the truth!
Tian Xin was completely angry, but instead felt happy because of the simple move just now.
The power of this attack made him unable to believe it. He just wanted to push away the opponent's sword and click until it was done, but he didn't want to directly break the opponent's sword.
Looking at the luster of this broken sword, Tianxin also knew that it was at least medium-grade or above.
"What's the use of great success in cultivation!"
Tianxin sighed, looking at the Haoyue in front of him, but his heart was filled with pain.
"Little brother, you haven't answered me yet."
Lu Zeyu pinched his nose and muttered.
"I can see."
Tianxin looked confused and bowed.
"Little brother, Tian saves you today. I hope you can go to the Daoya Temple to prove it one day. I hope you don't mention these three flower sects to outsiders. If you mention them again, you may be worried about your life."
After saying that, Tianxin looked back at Lu Zeyu who was plugging his nostrils with orange peels. He was not listening to him at all. He became angry, but soon smiled calmly.
After Tianxin left, Lu Zeyu could finally breathe. He looked at the broken sword on the ground and scratched his head in confusion.
"Why are their cultivators' weapons so crisp, they can break with a slight touch."
This is the first time Lu Zeyu has fought with a cultivator. As long as it is a fight, Lu Zeyu will not refuse anyone, but will feel an inexplicable sense of joy in his heart.
But he has not had a chance to take action in three years, especially those famous monks, Lu Zeyu really wants to compete with them.
Lu Zeyu couldn't figure it out. He just used the force of chopping firewood to shatter the sword.
While thinking, Lu Zeyu walked towards the pile of firewood and picked up the black iron lumps on the ground.
This thing seems to be quite hard. I have been using it for so long but it hasn't broken. Let's try it.
Lu Zeyu threw the iron lump gently, his eyes sharp, and his clenched right fist hit him with a thunderous force.
Chapter completed!