Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty Dao Zi Two Hundred Years Ago
With nine levels of foundation building, I'm afraid I can form elixirs at any time.
And with such a mental imprint, wouldn't he already be in an invincible position if he faced Wang Li?
This seems absolutely unfair, but that's the harsh reality.
Zhou Bufan entered Haoyu City.
The golden light all over his body subsided, and all the monks could see his true face clearly.
This is a young man wearing a golden cassock.
He looked to be no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, and his face even looked childish.
His face looks childish, but it definitely cannot be described as delicate, because he always has a militant look on his face, and he seems to be eager to provoke others at any time.
Especially now that the war had just ended, his face was full of anger, which formed a strong conflict with his original childish face.
He is not tall, and even looks a little thin.
The golden cassock he wore was covered with centipede-shaped runes, and blood was even dripping from the runes.
It was obvious that he had used his true energy too violently just now. The spurt of true energy exceeded his own limit. His whole body was covered in tears and blood kept oozing out of his skin, but he didn't care.
He went directly to Yipin Pavilion in Haoyu City to issue a reward. As long as the monks who could provide the exact trace of Wang Li were rewarded with ten spiritual sources, if they could provide the exact trace and successfully allow him to block Wang Li's monks, they would be rewarded.
Three different sources.
He successively entered several firms that specialized in hiring casual cultivators, directly took out a large amount of spiritual sand, and asked these firms to hire casual cultivators and inquire about information.
He acted openly and did not hide his behavior at all.
Next, we went directly to the most famous Jade Brewing Factory in Haoyu City.
Brewing Yufang is a brewery in Haoyu City that specializes in spiritual brewing. Although it does not have female cultivators like Dongtian Xiaoyin who dance, accompany wine, and sleep with them, the spiritual brewing made with various spiritual flowers and elixirs is very flavorful.
, not only possesses various miraculous powers, but also can greatly stimulate the monk's senses, creating another level of pleasure.
The business of Brewing Yufang is very good, and it is well-known in the four continents on the edge of the East. After nightfall, there are almost no seats available. However, Zhou Bufan did not queue up at all and went directly to Brewing Yufang.
He directly took a fancy to a seat by the window, walked over and said to the three monks sitting there: "I want this seat."
"Fellow Daoist Zhou!" A shopkeeper from Brewing Yufang suddenly appeared and said respectfully: "I don't mean to neglect Fellow Daoist Zhou, it's just that both Haoyu City and Brewing Yufang have certain death rules."
"Those are your rules, not mine." Zhou Bufan was extremely arrogant and looked at the shopkeeper and sneered, "Do you want to offend me?"
The shopkeeper's eyes met his, and he was stunned for a moment, speechless for a moment.
Zhou Bufan's eyes then fell on the three monks with angry faces, and he sneered: "Do you want to offend me? Do you want me to remember you?"
The three monks gritted their teeth, hesitated for a breath, and left the table without saying a word.
"Clean up."
Zhou Bufan sat down carelessly and said, "Give me all your famous spiritual brews."
The shopkeeper had no choice but to remind him in a low voice, "Fellow Daoist Zhou, the rules of Haoyu City are the Three Saints..."
"Of course I know that the rules of the Three Saints cannot be violated, and we cannot fight in this fairy city." Zhou Bufan laughed, his immature face full of defiance and joking: "But who dares to offend me, unless he never
Leave this city."
"What are you looking at?"
His eyes passed over some monks in the wine shop who were glaring at him, "Do you want to offend me? Believe it or not, I will remember you and dig out your eyeballs when the time comes."
Everyone dares to be angry but dare not speak out.
This person's practice is tyrannical, and he also has the mental mark of a great master in the Nirvana stage. No one can afford to offend him.
"What bullshit spiritual brew, it's just like water in a pot. It's countless times worse than the spiritual brew in our continent."
"Is this spiritual brew meant for monks to drink? Is it meant for dogs?"
"The monks in Xiaoyuzhou are really bad. Not a single one dares to stand out. If I had done this in the Thirteen Continents in the Central Region, I might have been beaten up long ago."
"The monks in Xiaoyuzhou are as stable as a dog with its tail between its legs. Even Wang Li, who claims to be invincible in the foundation-building period, is a tortoise and not worth mentioning."
Zhou Bufan looks like a young boy of 17 or 18 years old, but he has a very venomous tongue and keeps making all kinds of slanderous remarks, trying his best to provoke and humiliate.
"Is this person so arrogant? Is he sick?"
When these humiliating words spread in Xiaoyuzhou, Wang Li and He Lingxiu, who had used various means to hide their true identities, had already arrived at Jiuxiang Bridge.
"You were quite arrogant when you provoked Sizhou before." He Lingxiu gloated a little.
Wang Li rolled his eyes, "I was forced to provoke, how can I be the same as his provocation? And you see, I am provoking strong men that ordinary people dare not provoke, but he bullies people casually, not at all
If you are a man of virtue, I think he will die sooner or later."
"How did he die so young?" He Lingxiu sneered, "Killing a ninth-level golden elixir monk holding an immortal purifying bottle with one blow. The monk who left a mental imprint on him must not only be in the god transformation stage.
I see that Zhou Bufan came out so forcefully to kill you to sacrifice the pill. He also wanted to let everyone know that their ancient Taixuan Sect has already produced a deity in the Nirvana stage. There is only one difference between Xuantian and Taixuan.
It’s a word, but you are different from each other, you are the mud-legged person, and he is the proud son of heaven who has the Heavenly Lord in the Nirvana stage on his back.”
"That's right, we are both monks, so why is there such a big difference?" Wang Li wailed, but immediately asked: "The Immortal Purifying Vase claims that the carcass is indestructible and indestructible, so what is its specific power?"
"The most unique thing about the Immortal Purifying Bottle is that its body is extremely flexible and indestructible. In addition, it also has a special function in wars, that is, it can involve some shattering power." He Lingxiu
He glanced at him and said: "If it is on an ordinary battlefield, its power should not exceed that of the Star-Destroying Ancient Mirror. But if it is a higher-level battle, such as a battlefield where many Nascent Souls and God Transformation monks appear,
Then the power it can pull must far exceed that of the Star-Destroying Ancient Mirror."
"That is really a very special rare treasure." Wang Li drooled, "Even if it is a growable spiritual treasure like the Yin Thunder Umbrella, when it grows up, its power may not be as powerful as it was in a war.
role.”
"You think about the magic weapon on his body, but he still wants to kill you to sacrifice the elixir." He Lingxiu sneered, "You'd better think about how to survive this disaster. He has such protection, it is difficult for him to die early, but I think you
Everything about him shows signs of premature death."
"How did I reveal the appearance of premature death?" Wang Li chuckled and said, "With such protection, premature death would not be possible? Do you think I don't have the means to deal with him? I'm just busy now and rarely pay attention to him."
"Just keep blowing."
He Lingxiu said this disdainfully, and she took Wang Li to a pill shop in the west of the city, and arrived in front of a very inconspicuous courtyard with a few ordinary pine trees.
"A lonely shadow on the cold river, an old friend comes to visit."
She spoke to a rag doll-like magic weapon hanging at the entrance of the courtyard.
"Is it you?"
An old voice came from the courtyard.
"Come in!" There was a little surprise in his voice, but he immediately answered very simply, and the two closed mahogany doors opened immediately.
"Is he an old male cultivator?" Wang Li was a little surprised. As he followed He Lingxiu into the courtyard, he couldn't help but send a message.
"What else do you think?" He Lingxiu said disdainfully.
"I thought it was a female cultivator." Wang Li said confidently, "Alchemy and the like are delicate tasks that are more suitable for female cultivators, and I often encounter female cultivators recently. Almost all female cultivators will bring benefits to me.
I am very popular with women, so of course I thought there was also a female nun here."
"Female destiny?" Hearing Wang Li's words, He Lingxiu was completely speechless.
When she thought about it carefully, it was really true.
From the time Wang Li and her entered White Bone Continent until now, it seems that every female cultivator has brought him great benefits. Even Mu Yu, who was his enemy, got him the Corpse Interpretation Scripture. As for wanting him
Not to mention Zhou Huayou and Yu Baijin who died due to the poisonous explosion.
"Actually, I don't want to be so yin-yang-yang-waning." She was speechless at first. At this critical moment, Wang Li sent a voice message with some emotion, "I have been practicing in Gufeng with my senior sister, and I have always been surrounded by female cultivators.
I would also like to have some male cultivator friends around me, but there seems to be no way, my affinity with women is too strong."
Wang Li and He Lingxiu entered a quiet room in the backyard. It was a small quiet room only a few feet square. It didn't seem to have a unique layout at all, and it wasn't filled with all kinds of pill bottles as Wang Li imagined.
Sitting in this quiet room was a very unkempt male cultivator. The moon-white robe on his body looked very shabby, and even seemed to have holes formed by the power of the spell. His hair and beard seemed to be withered and yellow.
of straw.
This male cultivator looked to be at least sixty or seventy years old, with wrinkles all around his eyes.
Wang Li looked at his old and haggard appearance and was instantly shocked. He sent a message to He Lingxiu, "This is the alchemist you said may be the most powerful alchemist in the four continents on the edge of the East? Have you been deceived? The alchemist is not
Make some good elixirs for yourself and take them. He is so old and haggard, I feel like he has a little kidney deficiency."
Before He Lingxiu had time to reply, this extremely unkempt male cultivator looked at him and said, "Then you are Taoist Brother Wang Liwang?"
"I lost it!" Wang Li turned to look at He Lingxiu in disbelief, "Haha, fellow Taoist, you just sold me right away?"
"He's mentally ill." He Lingxiu replied with four words in an unusually straightforward manner.
"It seems that it is really Fellow Daoist Wang." The male cultivator glanced at Wang Li and seemed to have directly seen through Wang Li's thoughts. "This has nothing to do with Shopkeeper He. It's just that you have been with Shopkeeper He before. Today, Shopkeeper He
Due to her sudden visit, I guessed that the monk next to her was you. But don't worry, although your current whereabouts are valuable, I am not old enough to make this money."
Wang Li looked at him, a little worried and a little surprised, "Shopkeeper He?"
The male cultivator was startled for a moment, then smiled and said, "It seems that Fellow Daoist Wang doesn't know that Fellow Daoist He is the famous shopkeeper of Jiaomu Market."
"What kind of shopkeeper? Isn't he just a person who specializes in taking business?" Wang Li suddenly thought of He Lingxiu's appearance when he went to Gufeng for the first time. Wasn't he just a middleman?
"Haha." He Ling smiled softly.
"It seems that Fellow Daoist Wang doesn't know Shopkeeper He very well." The unkempt male cultivator said with a faint smile.
"Really?" Wang Li suddenly became curious, "Haha, fellow Taoist, are you running some special business?"
He Lingxiu glanced at him and was too lazy to pay attention to him.
"I wonder what elixir Master He brought here with Daoist Wang this time to refine?" The unkempt male cultivator stopped talking and looked at He Lingxiu and asked.
"I now have thirteen level three demon elixirs and three level four demon elixirs. There is also a death-avoiding herb, a divine root, a Dique Scrophulariae, a True Uncaria, and a
A piece of evil-killing cinnabar, a Zhuangyuan Qulian, a Lingyu bamboo yellow, a Taoji cinnamon, and a calming spirit mushroom." He Lingxiu looked at the male cultivator and said, "I want to refine all these elixirs.
Make a suitable elixir. As for what elixir you want to refine, it's up to you to make the best use of everything."
Wang Li frowned slightly and looked at her and the alchemist. He became more and more curious about the alchemist.
This alchemist was far from the alchemist he imagined, but when he heard this pile of top-quality elixirs, he didn't even look surprised.
And the most important thing is, who is this alchemist, and why can He Lingxiu trust him so much?
"good."
The alchemist nodded calmly, and then his eyes fell on Wang Li, "Shopkeeper He, you understand my rules. Do you know this, fellow Taoist Wang?"
"What rules?"
Wang Li was stunned for a moment, "Pay one hand or deliver the goods, or do you want a commission?"
"It seems that you, Shopkeeper He, have not told Friend Wang." The alchemist smiled slightly and said: "When I am refining the elixir of Qingdan, I must first make the alchemist agree with me. Secondly, if I agree to make the elixir, let me
Alchemist, you must help me accomplish something."
"Haha, fellow Taoist, why didn't you tell me?" Wang Li looked at He Lingxiu and suddenly became depressed, "Is there such a thing? Don't alchemists always pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other hand? Isn't it to your liking?
You want to eat people? You also have to accomplish one thing. What kind of weird rules are you doing? Mu Qingdan, why does this name seem familiar?"
The alchemist smiled slightly and turned to look at He Lingxiu.
He Lingxiu sneered and said: "Xuanshizhou's Taoism, at least it sounds a little familiar to you."
"No way?"
Wang Li's eyes suddenly bulged, "Are you the Daozi Mu Qingdan of Fu Kongshan Sect who claimed to have exhausted Xuanshizhou's luck two hundred years ago?"
"It's me." The alchemist sighed inexplicably.
"Are you a fake?" Wang Li couldn't believe it. He used to think that this alchemist was old, but now he felt that he looked too young. "It doesn't mean that you have fallen long ago. How did you become an alchemist here?