Hu Qitong, the guy at the inn, stood at the door, looked at the pedestrians coming and going in front of the door, and muttered: "It's been two days, the blue-clothed young man should be gone, I haven't seen him again since the Qiqiao Festival, and I must thank him next time." ”

The chubby shopkeeper, looking at the young man standing at the door, didn't say anything, just wondered, the girl who refused to come to the inn to help once on weekdays, what happened in the past two days, why did she run here every day, and she became diligent all of a sudden, so that he couldn't figure it out as a father.

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Xun Wangfu dungeon.

Li Zhenlang squatted aside, looked at Li Changzheng, an old Taoist who was lying on the ground with his butt pouting and chrysalis, and said, "How is it?

Li Changzheng pinched a wolf pen that was no thicker than his little finger, dipped in a small dish of cinnabar, and said while drawing on a piece of yellow rune paper: "Don't make noise! I need to concentrate on the old way, otherwise I won't be able to use it when I draw it!"

Li Zhenlang sneered: "The master is still wondering, how can such an awesome thing be sold, and it will be sold for a penny, and the feelings are all fakes!"

Li Changzheng raised his old face, squeezed a dark circle under his eyes, and grinned: "Eat with a mouthful of rice...... Mixed Food...... It's not all, the Heart Purification Charm and the Fitness Charm are still useful!"

Li Zhenlang raised his fist and frightened the old man, "Hurry up and draw!"

Lao Dao immediately lowered his head and continued to draw, where did he dare to make this young master angry, the fist two days ago was wrapped in a layer of golden light, and it was beaten on the face, not to mention how painful it was!

Because two days ago, Li Zhenlang was really angry, fortunately he found out that the talisman was fake here, if he arrived in the Southern Regions, he was in danger and took out a useless broken talisman, then maybe his life would be lost!

Li Zhenlang looked at the old way of twisting his buttocks, frowned and said, "Didn't you have an earth escape talisman two days ago, why don't you take it out and use it now?"

"It's useless!" Li Changzheng said helplessly: "My soil escape talisman, but I don't know how many times I failed to make it, the Yuan Force on it is too little, it is not bad to be able to use it once!"

Li Zhenlang picked up a talisman on the ground casually, looked at it, and really didn't feel any fluctuations in Yuan Force, and sneered: "So, isn't there anything great about your talisman seal!"

Hearing this, Li Changzheng stopped his pen, raised his head and said: "Who do you look down on? The power of our Fu Seal back then was also very powerful, anyway, you can't understand it, in short, you can insult me, but you can't insult my faith!"

Li Zhenlang nodded, clenched his fists and said, "What is faith?

Li Changzheng's face twitched, he threw the pen directly, and said angrily: "Draw your grandma, don't paint anymore!" As he spoke, he got up, leaned back, and sat cross-legged, very angry.

Looking at this old man's angry appearance, Li Zhenlang's face sank, and he asked coldly, "Do you want to paint?"

Li Changzheng glared and said, "No...... If you don't paint, you'll kill Daoye...... Dao Ye only needs to draw one more stroke...... It's just your last name!"

Li Zhenlang nodded, and while his fist was wrapped in the breath of the God Emperor, he rushed forward, riding on Lao Dao's body, punching one punch after another, punching the wind!

"Wait ......"

Before the old Taoist Li Changzheng finished speaking, he was shut up by Li Zhenlang's right hook, and at the same time, a yellow tooth flew out.

The prisoners of the entire dungeon saw that there was a cage that flickered and flickered, and they could not see anything specifically, and they heard someone screaming and screaming.

"Do you want to paint?" Li Zhenlang confirmed.

"Don't draw!"

Hearing Lao Dao's fierce mouth, Li Zhenlang sneered: "Yes, I want to see if it's your mouth or my fist!"

"If you have a kind, you will kill the Dao Master!"

Old Taoist Li Changzheng gritted his teeth and said.

Li Zhenlang was a little puzzled, how do you look at it, this old man doesn't look like a hard-headed person, why is he so not afraid of death at this moment, and it is not at all like the appearance of yelling and begging for mercy two days ago, and he said at the moment: "How can you be willing to paint?"

Li Changzheng pursed his lips, opening his mouth to speak a little leaky, but he could still hear clearly, "You apologize to me!"

Li Zhenlang didn't say a word, he punched it, and then said, "What did you say?"

"Dao...... Apologies!"

Li Changzheng spit out a word with difficulty, but in exchange for a golden fist.

Li Zhenlang rode on Lao Dao and asked, "What did you say?"

Seeing this old man grinning, he said sharply: "Dao...... Apologies!"

Li Zhenlang didn't get used to him, as soon as the old saying fell, he just punched his face!

"What did you say?"

Li Changzheng hesitated for a while, squeezed his eyes, and still said, "Apologize to Dao Ye!"

I thought I was getting another punch, but I heard the young man of the family say in a deep voice: "I'm sorry......" and then stood up.

The old Taoist Li Changzheng was stunned for a moment, looking at this young man from his own family who had just ridden on his body with a big golden fist and no humanity, and he couldn't speak with the corners of his mouth open for a while.

Li Zhenlang said: "Get up, draw it early, we can go out early, I'm too impulsive, I'm sorry." ”

Li Changzheng raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, crawled and sat upright, raised his head and said, "I want you to apologize to us Fu Seal!"

Hearing this, Li Zhenlang raised his eyebrows, slowly raised his hand, clenched his fists, and took two steps towards this old road, thinking that he could scare him.

Who knows, the old Taoist Li Changzheng was not afraid, he just raised his eyes to look at the young man of his own family, and sneered: "Even if you kill the Dao Master, the Dao Master will not draw it, unless you apologize to us Fu Seal!"

Li Zhenlang frowned, let go of his fist, and said, "Okay, I apologize, I'm sorry, I apologize to my ancestor of your Fu Seal lineage!"

Old Taoist Li Changzheng pursed his lips, leaned forward slowly, picked up Fang Cai's wolf pen, and said, "You can insult Dao Ye, but you can't insult Dao Ye's faith." ”

Li Zhenlang nodded, then squatted down, looked at this strong-tempered old man and lowered his head and pulled the hay on the ground, as if he was looking for something, and said, "What are you looking for?"

Li Changzheng didn't look up, just said, "What about cinnabar?"

When Li Zhenlang heard this, he immediately wrinkled his face, and his heart became anxious, and he lay on the ground and pulled together.

In the end, I found it, but a small dish of cinnabar was all overturned, and there was still a footprint.

Li Changzheng said in frustration: "It's okay now, the cinnabar is gone, draw your grandma!"

Li Zhenlang raised his foot and looked at it, turned his head and said, "Do you have to use cinnabar?"

Lao Dao shook his head and said in a running voice: "No, you can also use red water with vitality or something, the effect of painting is better than cinnabar!"

Li Zhenlang thought for a while, nodded and said, "Then use your blood, it's all out, and it's a waste if you don't use it, what do you think?"

Li Changzheng frowned, glanced at the family, and then put the tip of the wolf's pen into his mouth and snorted.

Li Zhenlang squatted aside, looking at the old Taoist painting like a ghost drawing, he shook his head helplessly, and felt in his heart that anyone who could draw this thing must have a psychological problem, otherwise who would have the patience to draw it!

This old way is not normal!

It made Li Zhenlang firm in this idea.

Li Changzheng finished drawing one, and before Li Zhenlang could take a closer look, he crumpled it into a ball, threw it aside, changed it to a piece of yellow rune paper, and continued to draw.

Li Zhenlang grinned, the success rate of feelings is too low, this time's kung fu, I saw that this old Tao has drawn seven or eight pictures, and none of them can be used?

"I said, can you do it?"

Li Changzheng said vaguely: "Don't make noise! Will you die if you are quiet? Our talisman requires very, very concentrated mental power, otherwise why do you think there are so few people in this world who can make talismans? In addition to the difficulty of drawing, mental power is the most important! There are few people in the whole world who can make it at once!"

Li Zhenlang pouted and smiled, and didn't speak again, just got up and walked to the steel cages, turned his head to look at the cages, and when he sighed helplessly, the sound of the iron door of this dungeon opening sounded in his ears, and he felt that someone should be sent in again.

I saw a figure wrapped in a black robe walking slowly, until he came to Li Zhenlang and stopped.

The black-robed man slowly took off his hat and said, "Are you okay these two days? ”

Li Zhenlang said with a smile: "His Royal Highness the Prince of the World has come here to visit in person, and no matter how wronged he is, he will not feel wronged." ”

Li Changzheng immediately stopped his pen, looked up at the person in a black robe, and the corners of his mouth that had already stopped the blood were slightly open, and he listened to what this prince said.

"Knowing that this son of the world is born unable to practice, except for the family of this world, no one knows about this, and those who can tell this secret in one word must not be ordinary people, and they have no choice but to invite you to Xunwangfu in this way, and I hope you don't care. ”

As he spoke, he opened the cage himself, and then walked in.

Li Zhenlang said: "This matter, the prince can talk to this Taoist chief in detail, so I don't need to intervene." ”

Shizi Deng Yan nodded, looked at Lao Dao sitting cross-legged on the ground, and then looked at the yellow Fu in the ground and the wolf pen in Lao Dao's hand, and said with a slight smile: "Why can the Dao Chief see at a glance that this son of the world can't practice?"

This son of Xuncheng is very kind at the moment, all because this prince has a plan in his heart, otherwise he would not have come to this dungeon of Black Buldong in person.

Li Changzheng swallowed and spitted at the mouth, and said: "The prince has no true yuan on him, this may seem to others, they will think that the prince is cultivated profoundly, and his breath is restrained, but the old Taoist can feel that the spiritual power of the prince is very strong, this should not be innate, right?"

Deng Yan frowned, nodded and said: "Since I was found to be unable to practice since I was a child, I have been looking for a good prescription, and I have been replenishing the treasures of heaven and earth all day long, such as dragon essence blood, Lique essence blood, ten thousand years ginseng, ice and fire snow lotus, etc., all of which are things that cultivators dream of, but even now, this son of this world is still unable to open up the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, nor can he open up the sea of qi, in addition to the vigorous qi and blood, he is full of energy and abnormal, and he can only fall asleep after walking twenty-eight times at night, which makes this son of the world troubled!"