Cai Xianchu and Dou'er, father and son, had stalls on one left and one on the right, with two flags and banners, one large and one small, fluttering in the wind.
Although it's only in the corner, it's still very eye-catching.
Cai Xianchu often came to the market to set up a stall. Everyone knew his fortune-telling rules. Others wanted spiritual stones for fortune-telling, but what he wanted was life span. Just like what was written on his flag banner, "A life for a life, a life for a life."
Change luck."
No one would think that he has a long life. Unless he has to pay the price of his life as a last resort, generally no one comes to him to tell his fortune.
So, the business can be imagined.
On the contrary, the acquired pure yang liquid sold by Dou'er at a stall sold very well, and most of it was sold out in a short time.
Little Fatty happily took the spirit stones and counted them one by one. He found that he earned a lot more spirit stones today than before. It seems that his father was right when he said that the three-legged toad can bring wealth. He must take good care of it in the future.
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At this time, a teenage Xiong Zhuang came over and asked: "Uncle Dou'er, how do you like the bottle I gave you? Is it useful?"
"It's very useful. I sold several more spiritual stones today."
After Dou'er finished talking to him, she turned to Cai Xianchu and said, "Father, he gave me the bottle."
Kou Ziyi came over and saw Cai Xianchu closing his eyes to rest, so he didn't bother him. When he saw him looking at him, he quickly stepped forward to greet him: "Kou Ziyi, a disciple of Master Hou Gang of Yanhuoji Cave, pays homage to my uncle."
"Oh, he's the anonymous disciple of Gong Xi. Why did you think of sending a jade vase and these things?" Cai Xianchu asked calmly.
Kou Ziyi quickly said: "Ziyi discovered while refining weapons in the cave that tempering weapons with pure yang liquid would increase the lethality by 30% when entering the ghost cave to kill ghosts, so he often came here to buy tempered weapons from his uncle. Later.
Seeing that the jars used by my uncle to store them were too crude, I used some leftover materials from the weapon refining to make some bottles for my uncle. The pure yang liquid was put in them, not only the pure yang was not lost, but it could also be purified, and its lethality to ghosts would also be increased.
Improvement. Ziyi was afraid that no one would know what was inside the bottle, so he made flags to explain its functions and notes to explain the pure yang liquid contained in it. But next time, Ziyi planned to engrave those words directly on the bottle to save trouble.
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"Well, I'm sorry to trouble you."
Cai Xianchu nodded, took out a sword and said, "This is a spiritual weapon I got before, and I gave it to you as a meeting gift."
"Ziyi thanked my uncle."
Kou Ziyi quickly knelt down and took the sword with both hands. He only glanced at it and showed countless emotions of joy.
Although the spiritual weapon was only of low quality, with his own financial resources, he didn't know when he would be able to buy one. Unexpectedly, it was now in his hands alive. Feeling Cai Xianchu's affection for giving the sword, Kou Ziyi put away the sword.
Afterwards, he kowtowed a few times before getting up.
A low-grade spiritual weapon was nothing to Cai Xianchu, and it was incomparable to the blanket that contained the soul sitting on his son's butt.
Gongliang looked down at the situation below from the air through the token. After looking at it for a moment, he turned to look at another place.
The Miao Dao Immortal Sect is vast and boundless, and the green green mountains in the sect are undulating, one after another, one on top of another, like the waves of the sea, extending endlessly into the distance, disappearing into the misty depths.
Among this series of mountains, the three mountains in the middle are particularly majestic and majestic, like pillars piercing the sky.
Looking closely, I saw that on the towering peak, the cliffs suddenly glowed, the clouds disappeared and the mist dispersed, and the ancient buildings with exquisitely carved eaves were hidden among the green mountains.
These three mountains are called Langfeng, Kongsang, and Lidui. Among them, Kongsang is where the master of the Miaodao Immortal Sect resides.
At this time, in the majestic and ancient hall on Kongsang Mountain, the Miao Dao Immortal Sect was discussing matters with the people in charge of the sect. Suddenly, he noticed a ray of spiritual consciousness coming towards him. He looked up and stopped looking.
Others also felt it and looked up one after another.
The cave master of Yanhuo Di Cave shouted loudly: "How dare you, Fang Xiaoxiao, to explore my Miao Dao Immortal Sect?"
Chang Wu, the leader of the Miaodao Immortal Sect, waved his hand to cover his words and said: "Don't pay attention to him."
"Could it be that... the sect master knows who the visitor is?" asked the master of Guizang Cave.
"Just a junior."
Changwu Sect Master looked at the chief in the palace and explained: "You should know that our Miao Dao Immortal Sect has two Sect Master Tokens, one of which was given to a senior by the previous Sect Master, and said that if something happens in the future, as long as it does not involve me, Miao Dao
In the life and death of the Taoist Immortal Sect, even if I use all the power of my Miaodao Immortal Sect, I must obey the orders of my seniors."
This matter is recorded in the major events of the Miaodao Immortal Sect, so how could the principal in the palace not know about it.
"What does this have to do with tokens?" someone asked.
The leader of the Changwu Sect touched his white beard and said: "The day before yesterday, someone took the token to the Daxia Dragon City to recruit disciples and said that he wanted to join my Miaodao Immortal Sect to practice. I agreed and opened part of the token's permissions for him to use.
So don’t be surprised if you encounter him in the future.”
Gongliang looked at one place after another in the Miaodao Immortal Sect through the token, and when he was about to look to the next place, he suddenly felt a shaking, and his mind quickly left the token.
Looking out with his spiritual consciousness, he saw that the sky was dark and the giant turtle that was speeding forward had stopped.
Chen Xiaoqi shouted loudly from below: "All disciples, go below to receive the Bigu Pill."
Gong Liang opened the door and looked out, and saw the new sect disciples walking down in twos and threes to get their things. Chen Xiaoqi took out bottles one by one from the storage bag and handed them to everyone, "There are a hundred Bigu Pills in this bottle. Take one."
You won’t be hungry for three days. After eating, you can come back to get it.”
Gongliang also went down to get a bottle and distributed it to the people of Dayan tribe.
There were twenty-five members of the Da Yan tribe who followed him to the Miaodao Immortal Sect this time, and each person had exactly four pills.
As for himself, he didn't need it. He had prepared a lot of food when he came out. It would be a pity not to eat it.
Besides, guys like Mi Gu and Yuan Gungun, there is no difference between those guys who take Bigu Pill and those who don’t. They can eat meat, chew fruits and drink water. He doesn’t know if the structure of these guys’ stomachs is different from other people’s. Why?
So edible?
Wei Xiong and the others also have little interest in Bigu Pill. What they like most is eating meat and drinking alcohol.
When they came out, they also prepared food for the road, but since they had something that they could eat without going hungry, they were happy to not have to store food, so as not to have to worry about where to hunt when they ran out of food.
After a while, the bright moon rose, and giant turtles stretched out their long heads to swallow the moonlight.
A series of silver pillars fell from the nine heavens into the mouths of giant turtles, and the scene was spectacular.
Rest for one night and hit the road again at dawn the next day.
This time there was no stopping on the road, and we traveled day and night.
A group of giant tortoises lined up in a long line, marching forward in a mighty manner, so majestic and majestic that even birds and animals dared not approach.
Over the turtles, giant ships flew forward, crushing the heavy clouds. On the ships, majestic men sat cross-legged on the ground, puffing out clouds, and their momentum was like a rainbow. On a giant ship in the middle, two men
Without practicing, I stood by the female wall of the giant ship and looked down through the heavy clouds.
Feng Tong looked at it for a while, then raised his head and said, "I don't know how many of these little guys can pass the examination and enter the sect to practice." Feng Tong (read: circle, circle of circles)
Chongqiu Huanran said: "It depends on their luck!"
"It's not just luck, it also depends on their intelligence and character."
"Oh, it means you passed the exam with your clever brain?" Zhongqiu Huanran glanced at Feng Cunran.
"Uh...that's not the case."
Back then, Feng Tong was able to pass the entrance test because of sheer luck. If he hadn't happened to meet a caravan going to do business in a small country next to the Miaodao Immortal Sect, he would have quit the test long ago, and how could he have become a disciple of the sect.
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So it was awkward to be asked by Chongqiu Huanran at this time.
Suddenly he saw a golden light passing by below, and he quickly changed the subject and said: "There are actually flat-haired beasts following my sect's trial disciples. They are really looking for death."
Having said that, he took out his weapon and was about to kill him.
"I advise you not to take action." Chongqiu Huanran said.
"Why?" Feng Cun asked curiously.
"That's something that has an owner."
"how do you know?"
"I have seen it. It was the mount of a deserter. I think it took a lot of hard work to raise this thing to such a big size. If you kill it and let others know and be remembered, your life in the sect will be miserable.
It’s not a good time.”
As soon as he heard that it was something raised by deserted people, Feng Chong's blood ran cold.
These desolate people came to the Eastern Land from the wild jungles, and each of them carries a strange blood inheritance. It is impossible to ensure that they have some secret monitoring methods. If they are killed and remembered, it will not be a good thing.
Now in the sect, there are many handyman Taoist soldiers from the wilderness.
Because of the existence of these wilderness people, the sect can obtain a large amount of cheap elixirs and precious materials from the wilderness every year.
Moreover, the people in the wilderness are very united. If it were known that he had killed this flat-haired beast, the owner of the flat-haired beast would probably not need to take action.
As long as he talks to Huang Ren in the sect, someone will teach him a lesson.
Although killing is prohibited in the sect, combat duels are not prohibited.
Those desolate people practiced very quickly in the early stage, and each of them was physically strong. If he had deep cultivation, he wouldn't be afraid. But his cultivation was no match for those who came out of the killing, so he could only suppress the matter.
It's not a good idea to have a feud with someone who doesn't have any grievances.
Feng Tong's mind was full of thoughts and he never mentioned killing the flat-haired beast again.
The golden-winged Dapeng eagle chick flying with the giant tortoise team under the clouds was able to escape the disaster.
Along the way, giant turtles waded across mountains and rivers as if they were walking on flat ground.
High mountains, jungles, canyons, and streams kept flying back and forth under the slow but fast footsteps of the giant turtles. At this time, the giant turtle team had already left the populated and prosperous places and arrived at the wild jungle.
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The hibernation of insects has passed, and after a spring rain, the trees in the mountain forest have begun to grow wildly. As far as the eye can see, there are green branches and leaves everywhere, and they are full of vitality.
Three days later, the giant turtle finally stopped.
The pavilion door is wide open, fresh air flows in, and the breath of spring is everywhere.