"Are you sure you are not the illegitimate son of an elder from Xuanwu Pavilion? I heard that the elder named Qian is very romantic and has made several mistresses out there."
Jiang Yang shook his head... I am a time-traveling dog, and the death of both parents is standard.
How could it be an illegitimate child?
He knew where Shangguan Feng was surprised.
But he has no way to explain it now. He can't tell him that I, Jiang Yang, am a genius with unparalleled talents in the world. I can understand all the magical powers and spells that others have used by just reading them...
If you really say that, what's the difference between you and a liar?
"Anyway, if you help me train a few disciples, I won't treat you badly." Just as Jiang Yang stood up, the Qiankun bag lit up, and a thin piece of paper and a golden demon pill appeared in his hand.
Putting the two on the table in front of Shangguan Feng, Jiang Yang said again: "This is the rhubarb elixir recipe you have always wanted, and the medicine guide. The demon elixir comes from the unique demon beast in the back mountain of Qingyuan Mountain, the demon claw."
frog."
Shangguan Feng's eyes suddenly shone with golden light, but he soon fell silent. He did not touch what he had always wanted, but said strangely: "You can obviously order me to do this. After all, I still owe you two things. If you
If you ask me, I will do it, but why?"
Shangguan Feng really couldn't understand the little Taoist priest in front of him...
"I made an agreement with you that if you complete the three things I asked you to do, I will give you the rhubarb pill, but now I don't want to do that... A contractual relationship is far less reliable than a friendship relationship
some."
Shangguan Feng looked at Jiang Yang and raised his eyebrows: "Friend?"
What a luxurious word!
Haven't heard that in years.
In today's world, where the jungle prevails, everyone can turn against each other for the slightest benefit, and kill his own brother for a treasure.
friend?
What are friends?
Not worth mentioning.
Profit is king!
Just like Lao Huang, Shangguanfeng knew that the old swordsman didn't really want to be his bodyguard.
That day, Shangguan Feng overheard the secret conversation between Lao Huang and his father.
Father offered Lao Huang a sky-high reward and conditions that made Lao Huang's heart flutter, so Lao Huang was willing to accompany him on this journey.
Otherwise, it is nothing...
Now, Jiang Yang actually said the word "friend", which made Shangguanfeng feel surprised and incredible. He felt that Jiang Yang was not from this world at all.
"Okay, I have other things. I'm leaving first." Jiang Yang looked at the things on the table: "These two things are given to you for free. Whether you are willing to help me or not, I will not blame you.
"
After saying that, Jiang Yang left without looking back. Before leaving, he thoughtfully closed the door.
In the house, in front of the desk.
Shangguan Feng stared at the elixir recipe and a golden demon elixir on the table, confused, sometimes smiling, sometimes hiding his face...
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After leaving the house, Jiang Yang took another look and found that Chu Ling'er still had no intention of waking up, so he walked aimlessly with his hands behind his back, looking towards the back mountain.
The mountains behind Qingyuan Mountain are an unknown place.
It was also Jiang Yang's favorite place in the past. It was different from the troubled world outside. It was very peaceful here, suitable for a person to practice and think...
In winter, heavy snow blocks the mountains.
The mountains behind Qingyuan Mountain are no exception. They are covered in snow and no living creatures can be seen.
Jiang Yang walked slowly with his hands behind his back, and soon came to the nameless stream and the big bluestone.
Using his sleeves to sweep the snow off the top, Jiang Yang sat down with his clothes on, his legs slightly spread apart, his hands clasped in fists between his knees, his body slightly leaning forward, his eyes staring at the streams, entranced.
He didn't know if what he did just now was right or not.
If it were anyone else, they might not do the same thing.
Because the results are too uncontrollable.
The reason why Shangguan Feng stayed in the temple was to find out the secret of the Dahuang Pill. Now that the pill recipe and the demon pill were handed over, Shangguan Feng could just walk away because there was nothing here worthy of his nostalgia.
And Jiang Yang will only end up losing all his personal wealth.
The risk is huge!
But, what if an accident happens?
Jiang Yang always hopes that something unexpected will happen...
Forget it, don’t think about it so much.
Jiang Yang shook his head and took another look at the beautiful scenery around him. Two letters appeared out of thin air in his hand.
One letter was brought by Zhao Hongdou for her grandfather, who was also Zhao Zai.
The other letter was from his uncle Wen Yuheng, who asked Lu Ximing to bring it to him.
Only now did Jiang Yang have time to open these two letters and take a look at them.
First, he took out Zhao Zai's letter. Jiang Yang clasped his hands together, bowed to the left and bowed to the right, and muttered: "If you say the law, follow the law, if you say the law, follow the law..."
Jiang Yang hoped that there would be some talismans in the letter that could be used as intended. Such disposable talismans were really useful.
After muttering a few words, Jiang Yang tore open the envelope, took a look inside, and was extremely disappointed. There was only a thin piece of paper inside, and no talisman or seal.
It’s simple. I read the letter, but it didn’t have much nutrition. Most of it asked me to take care of Zhao Hongdou, and don’t let her be bullied...
Bad review!
Tear--
Jiang Yang tore open Master Wen's letter again.
Uncle Master obviously has a lot of stuff, and it is almost full. There are several pieces of letter paper inside, and the paper is full of densely written small characters. In addition, there is a square iron plate the size of a palm, which is black and white. Look.
There is no way out.
Jiang Yang unfolded the letter and read it slowly.
"A word is like a face, little nephew, I am your uncle~
Have you missed me during these few days since I left? Master, I miss you very much."
After looking at it for a moment, Jiang Yang subconsciously raised the corners of his lips and smiled. Although his uncle was over two hundred years old, he acted and spoke like a little girl who hadn't grown up yet, even when he wrote letters, he was playful...
...
"Forgive me for leaving without saying goodbye. My nephew, when you grow up, you should shoulder your due responsibilities. Uncle can't always protect you, and you can't always be a chick under his wings..."
.”
It was a long speech, covering a page and a half, and it was all about dispensable things. Perhaps the uncle also realized that it was time for her to get to the point, so he said below:
"Little nephew, uncle, I have gone to the capital city of the Great Zhou Dynasty to seek a way to extend my life for my Qingyuan Temple... Our Taoist sect has cultivated immeasurable merits and must rely on the imperial court. The fate of the Western Shu country is not good, and the country will be destroyed.
In the next two years, Uncle Master must leave, otherwise he will die...
But nephew, don't worry, your situation is different from my uncle.
Your innate spiritual roots are not limited by merit and can practice various methods...
A few days ago, I have learned that you have been promoted to the realm of refining gods, and I am very pleased. I will continue to work hard and strive to catch up with my uncle as soon as possible."
These few sentences contained a huge amount of information. Jiang Yang frowned for a moment and read them back and forth several times carefully.
Jiang Yang has a few questions that he doesn’t understand:
1. How to extend your life? Is it difficult to look at the future with clear source?
Second, how did Uncle Master know that Western Shu would be destroyed in just one or two years?
Third, there is a reason why Uncle Master left. Is it related to merit?
Fourth, my uncle knows my innate spiritual roots, why did he lie to me before? What is she hiding?
Fifth, promotion to the God Refining Realm only took place in two days, why did Master Uncle know about it in advance?
Jiang Yang was confused, feeling that he had been a bit of a frog in the well before, living too comfortably and not knowing anything.
Then read on:
"Dazhou is located in the Central Plains. Of course, I have not been used to it in the past few days. Without our Qingyuan Temple to nourish people, my skin has become rough {cross out the entire paragraph}"
Jiang Yang rolled his eyes and smacked his lips, wondering what the uncle's state of mind was when he wrote the letter...
"Ahem, let's get down to business. You should practice hard and be promoted to immortality as soon as possible, so that your uncle doesn't have to work so hard... Okay, okay, the above sentence is nonsense, and the next part is the key point:
Practice well, practice well, practice well, and say important things three times!
The iron plate in the letter is "Tianbang No. 2". I spent a lot of money to buy it for you, Uncle Master. It will help you practice. You must not throw it away casually, and you must not reveal your true identity.
Uncle Master, I really hate you!"
The letter ends here. In the last sentence, the middle words are blacked out, and I don’t know what it says.
This letter revealed a lot of information, but most of it was half-understood. Mainly, most of the space was filled with nonsense written by my uncle.
After carefully folding the letter paper, Jiang Yang took out the iron plate and looked at it.
According to the uncle's letter, what is this iron plate called "No. 2 on the Heavenly List"?
Jiang Yang tapped it with his hand, but there was no response. He tried to use his spiritual sense to explore again, and found that it was like a fog inside, and he couldn't see anything clearly.
"Is there a need for a master recognition ceremony?"
Jiang Yang was a little whimsical, pricked his finger and dropped a drop of blood on it.
Tick--
Still no response.
Jiang Yang scratched his head vigorously, feeling troubled.
What are you doing, uncle?
I can't explain clearly, what is the purpose of this iron plate?
Helps practice?
What is helpful?
Is there an old man living inside? Or a witch?
My uncle didn't say anything either.
Just when he was feeling discouraged, the iron sign in his hand suddenly reacted. Jiang Yang was overjoyed and hurriedly investigated!
This time, the spiritual consciousness easily passed through the fog and arrived at a mysterious empty space.
There is nothing else in the space, only a few lines of words flashing quickly on the stone tablet high up.
[Tianjiu: Let me tell you a secret. I am following my master.]
[Tianba: A few days ago, didn’t you say that your master was wearing braids? 】
[Tianjiu: No. He came to life again, and he gave my mistress that night. It was so exciting that the bed almost collapsed...]
{Tianqi: What? Let’s talk about it, nothing else, just out of curiosity...】
[Tianba: Bah! Tianqi, you touch your own conscience, do you believe this? 】
[Tianqi: Just say whether you want to know...]
【Tianba: Think.】
【Tianjiu: White Eyes JPG.】 This chapter has been completed!