"Boy, you asked this elder to agree. Isn't it just to build a house? Build it as you wish, not to mention one room, even ten rooms will do!"
Elder Li had no idea what Long Chen would do to the medicine mountain because of his words. He was afraid that if time went back to this moment, he would not agree to it even to death.
Of course, this is something for later.
"Elder Li, you are a senior expert, so you must never go back on your word!" Before leaving, Long Chen said something more confidently.
"Get out!" Elder Li shouted angrily.
When Long Chen heard this, he smiled, no longer hesitated, hummed a tune, and quickly disappeared into the Elder's Hall.
"What a troublesome little bastard!"
Elder Li looked at the nanmu table that he had smashed to pieces with distressed eyes. He looked at Jian Changkong who was walking slowly not far away and said with displeasure, "Little Jianzi, because of your words this time, let
It cost me a lot to lure the gangster to the road. Look at my table, which is worth hundreds of high-grade spiritual stones..."
While speaking, Elder Li gritted his teeth, rubbed his hands, and said, "Look, can you give me an extra drop of this year's holy fluid?"
Hearing this, Jian Changkong smiled bitterly and crushed the pieces of wood in his hands, put them on the tip of his nose and sniffed, thinking that this was clearly an ordinary poplar tree, but he even said it was nanmu. It was really a big deal...
The holy liquid is the source of the legendary holy spirit veins. It uses special means to condense a trace of essence, which has an extraordinary effect on cultivation. It can be said to be extremely precious. Even with the power of Xuantian Sect, it can barely be obtained from the Great Xia Dynasty in a year.
There are only two or three drops, and it depends on luck. If you are not lucky, you won’t get even one drop in a year.
Jian Changkong obviously couldn't agree to Elder Li's request, and said with a smile, "Uncle, half a drop at most, any more, and there will be none!"
Hearing this, a look of excitement flashed across Elder Li's face, "Just half a drop is fine, bring it quickly, hurry up..."
Seeing Elder Li's expression of the old fox's conspiracy succeeding, Jian Changkong took a breath, painfully took out an exquisite jade bottle from the storage ring and handed it to Elder Li.
After Elder Li caught it, he laughed and took out a jade bottle from his own storage ring. His face flashed with excitement, "Hahaha, I couldn't bear to use half of last year's drop, plus this half
Wow, I already have a drop of semi-holy liquid, and my cultivation can improve a lot."
"Hahaha, I can live a few more years!"
"Xiao Jianzi, I've gone to retreat. Don't worry, even without me, this courtyard won't be in chaos."
"I'm going to go!"
With an excited laughter, Elder Li's figure has been lost in the hall. Seeing this, Jian Changkong shook his head helplessly and murmured, "Long Chen, Long Chen, this sect has tried its best for you, don't let me
Disappointed!"
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It had been five days since Long Chen returned to his residence. During this period, Deacon Wang came to see Long Chen. The two communicated for an entire afternoon before Deacon Wang left with a surprised look on his face.
Then he never came again in the next few days.
In the past few days, Long Chen has locked himself in his room. Apart from practicing the Nine Strikes of the True Dragon and the Die Lang Fist, he has not been slacking off even in his Sky Steps.
After practicing, Long Chen asked Hu Xiaotian and Song Que to go to the Merchant Alliance to buy a lot of materials. At this time, these materials were piled up in his room.
Since returning from the Elder's Hall, Long Chen has started preparing to build a house.
This refining of runes is the most important step in building a house.
During this time, the legend of Long Chen was circulating in the outer courtyard. The story of defeating Zhao Wuji with one punch was widely spread. Almost all the outer disciples knew the name Long Chen.
Everyone knew that a strong man appeared at the outer gate.
Since the battle with Long Chen, the handyman disciples have gained more confidence and are no longer so weak. Some handymen have even begun to appear in other parts of the sect.
You know, this situation has never happened before.
Long Chen didn't know about this. He had been immersed in his own cultivation, silently understanding the mystery of the Heavenly Step.
And in the early morning of this day, Hu Xiaoqian ran over panting. Seeing that Long Chen was still practicing, he grabbed his hand and ran out. Long Chen asked in confusion, "Fat man, what's going on?"
"Boss, don't say anything yet, you will know when we get there!"
The fat man ran forward without looking back.
Of course, in Long Chen's opinion, the fat man's speed was really horribly slow. In desperation, he twisted the fat man up and shot out of his body with electricity.
"We're here, here we are..."
Just when they passed through a bamboo forest and came to an open space, suddenly, Fatty Hu's voice rang out.
In fact, he didn't need to say anything, Long Chen also saw the situation in front of him.
At this time, there were two figures standing in the open space in front, one of them was Xiao Qingyue. At this time, Xiao Qingyue was holding a sword, with a blood-red handprint on her originally beautiful cheek.
Opposite her, there was also a woman in red, but this woman was wearing heavy makeup and scantily clad clothes. She was holding a blood-red long whip with barbs on it, and there was a strong smell of blood when she waved it.
"You bitch, you really like to seduce men just like your mother!" The woman in red's voice was harsh and extremely unpleasant, "I heard a few days ago that you hooked up with a trashy handyman disciple, and you also
You are really a bitch and you will never change your nature!”
"Xiao Mei, shut up!"
Xiao Qingyue's eyes flashed with extreme resentment.
"Don't let me say it, haha, I just said it. I want everyone to know that your mother is a bitch who seduces other men. As for you, you are a bitch!"
Xiao Mei sneered again and again, not afraid of Xiao Qingyue's anger at all, and sneered, "Besides, you are too classless. Your mother can at least hook up with my father, but you actually hooked up with a handyman, hahaha..."
"Xiao Qingyue, you are so mean and have no bottom line!"
Listening to Xiao Mei's sarcasm, Xiao Qingyue couldn't bear it any longer. The long sword came out of its sheath with a clanging sound, and an overwhelming murderous aura surged away.
"Humph, you dare to fight with me. Why, aren't you afraid that your bitch mother will be tortured?"
Seeing Xiao Qingyue's movements and feeling the momentum, Xiao Mei couldn't help but take a breath of air. He knew that he was not Xiao Qingyue's opponent, but he was not afraid. Xiao Qingyue had a weakness in his hands.
As for this weakness, it is naturally Xiao Qingyue's mother.
"call!"
Seeing Xiao Qingyue's sword energy restrained, Xiao Mei snorted coldly and said arrogantly, "A bitch is a bitch. I feel sick when I see you."
"Crack!"
As he spoke, he waved his hand, blood traces flashed, and a powerful whip shadow struck Xiao Qingyue.
When everyone saw this, they all moved their bodies and wanted to rescue him. Unfortunately, when they saw the man with a knife standing not far away, everyone took a breath and closed their eyes helplessly.
Not everyone can endure a beautiful woman being whipped with a whip.