Sighing, she took out a blue bottle from the Qiankun bag on her waist: "If it is really dangerous when testing drugs in the future, you can take the contents of this bottle for emergency." ”

Although He Juan knew about Baihua Dan, Mu Xici still didn't plan to tell the other party that this bottle was a bottle of blood that had been on her body for a long time.

Obediently accepted the things, and He Juan didn't take it seriously. Even if she made some strange poison through the ages, her master, Elder Fu Xi, was a one-in-a-million Dan doctor, and she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to save her.

Originally, Mu Xici wanted to leave He Fatniu into the house to reminisce about the old days, but it was a pity that He Juanjuan's head shook like a wave drum, and he waved his hand vigorously and said that if he didn't go back, he would be discovered by the master.

With a wave of his hand, Mu Xi looked at He Fat Niu, who was sitting on a wicker-like flying magic weapon and gradually moving away. I can't laugh or cry somewhat.

In order not to open the valley and choose a more troublesome path of cultivating immortals, I'm afraid that only He Juan will do this.

Early the next morning, Mu Xiqi stepped on the first rays of the morning sun, intending to take the most positive attitude to deal with the nagging of the four ghost cultivation masters.

But at noon, when Senior Brother Zhang, who was sitting in the deacon's branch hall, saw Mu Xici, who was crooked by the door, blackened and exhausted, he was startled and hurriedly welcomed people into the door, thinking that the old wound brought out by the other party in the secret place had recurred.

But he couldn't cry or laugh when he asked.

"I heard that last time, you didn't go to see those four after you came back from your trip down the mountain, so you hid the master in trouble. I finally caught you this time, how can it be so easy to let you go. It's just a few words, and the junior sister shouldn't take it to heart. ”

"Who's to say it isn't. ”

When I think of the four masters of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Mu Xici is one head and two big. The four of them complained about her one by one, and they had been noisily and noisily for a quarter of an hour, and her ears were still buzzing.

"Since Master has decided to let you learn these four arts, he naturally has his intentions. Senior Sister Mu, you just have to study hard, if you have any questions, just come to Senior Brother. ”

Senior Brother Zhang quickly used the jade slip to confirm the tasks selected by the disciples below, and at the same time gently comforted Mu Xici, but he did not delay.

Speaking of which, this Senior Brother Zhang can be regarded as the senior brother who took the most care of her after Mu Xici came to Sanqing Pavilion. He wasn't very good-looking. But when I laugh, I feel like a brother next door.

Uncle Mo and Senior Brother Qin were impatient with the miscellaneous things in the Fengyun Palace. Therefore, Senior Brother Zhang is also very hard, and he can be described as the housekeeper and nanny of Fengyun Palace, the number one inside and out. And because Senior Brother Zhang has always treated his junior brothers and sisters equally, he is enthusiastic and unambiguous where he can help. It's very junior in the sect.

It's strange that it's making people. This senior brother doesn't know if he is too much of a warm man. actually fell in love with Senior Sister Han. When Senior Sister Han was seriously injured and withdrew from the secret place. Senior Brother Zhang was really guarding her day and night, and she stayed up for more than half a month.

How could King Xiang be ruthless with the goddess...... As soon as Senior Brother Qin came out of the secret place, Senior Sister Han dragged the sick body to the other party's side to guard.

However, Senior Brother Qin doesn't seem to like Senior Sister Han either. It's a complicated mess.

Mu Xici's thoughts drifted too far for a while. When he came back to his senses, he saw Senior Brother Zhang's worried expression.

Scratching her head embarrassedly, she still asked the question she was most concerned about: "Senior Brother Zhang, can you help me check Sanqingfang City and the tasks related to Houshan? ”

Senior Brother Zhang smiled knowingly, spread out a roll of bamboo slips in front of him, searched for tasks that met Mu Xici's requirements, and entered them into a piece of jade slips one by one.

"Senior Sister Mu. It is difficult to find the task of Sanqingfang City to be completed in half a day, and there is only one in total. But there are many tasks in the back mountain, and there are many orange-level tasks. I've entered it into this jade slip, and my sister just has to take it and see it. ”

As one of the only three disciples of Elder Feng, Mu Xici naturally enjoyed a lot of special treatment. Before traveling down the mountain, she often went through the back door of Senior Brother Zhang and quickly found the task she wanted. It's much more convenient than being crowded on the first floor and searching for them one by one.

It's just that this time she got up and thanked her, but she didn't immediately reach out and take the jade slip. Mu Xici smiled awkwardly, raised his hand and gestured twice: "That...... Senior brother, there is something wrong with my divine sense, and I can't read the contents of the jade slip. ”

"I see, but I was negligent. "Senior Brother Zhang is in charge of the miscellaneous affairs in the Fengyun Palace, so he still knows a lot about Mu Xici's affairs. "I'm really sorry for Senior Sister Mu, I'll show you the content. ”

As he spoke, Senior Brother Zhang threw the dark green bamboo slip into the air. Rows of ink-colored characters appear on a blank wall opposite the bamboo slips.

As he touched the bamboo slips with his hand back and forth in the void, the characters printed on the wall slowly evolved into mission content, clearly displayed in front of the two of them.

The task of Sanqingfang City is relatively simple, and Mu Xici decided to take it after a glance. But the task of Houshan made her ponder for a while. I don't know how long it will take her to enter the back mountain this time, but although she has been in a coma to recuperate from her injuries in the past two years, the above has not helped her avoid the number of tasks she has to do.

The situation is stronger than people. Mu Xici gritted his teeth and hesitated for a long time to take on nearly twenty tasks. Anyway, if you can't complete the task, you can take it again, maybe she just finished it?

With this kind of luck mentality, Mu Xici took the task nameplate with a smile. Then he explained another reason for himself.

When he was in Songwu City, Mu Xici put the terminal of the news delivery to Senior Brother Zhang. handed it over to He Juanjuan just in case, Senior Brother Zhang is so reliable, she won't put the news on He Fatniu's incomprehensible body.

Senior Brother Zhang responded to this matter without thinking, but the next question asked by the other party made him difficult.

Looking at the little junior sister opposite with pity, Senior Brother Zhang also felt that the master was too inauthentic in this matter.

Sanqingfang City, in the welcome restaurant.

With a 'snap', a wooden sign was smashed on the counter by a delicate-looking friar.

It was time for dinner, and the lobby was full of diners sitting around the square tables in the four corners. Only this sound made the originally lively restaurant immediately quiet.

Whether it was a monk with cultivation or an entourage without cultivation, they all set their eyes on the counter at the gate. With a look of curiosity and excitement, I don't know who I can see this time.

"Looking at that murderous look, I don't know if this nun owes money to eat, or if the food in this restaurant is not good and offends her?"

"Who knows. However, this female cultivator is wearing the disciple uniform of Sanqing Pavilion, this is menacing, is it to come to Fang City to collect protection money instead of Sanqing Pavilion?"

Various versions of speculation sounded in the lobby for a while, and the whispering crowd held a burning gossip heart, eager for someone to immediately come forward to inquire about the cause and effect.

Seriously speaking, the cultivation career is boring after all. Most of these monks who can travel outside the city, except for a few cultivators, will wander around the city.

This kind of behavior, at best, is to experience the world and human feelings to temper the Dao heart, and to be honest, it is to join in the lively gossip to relieve the boredom.

But at this moment, standing in front of the counter is described as a murderous female monk who makes everyone talk about it, but it is not Mu Xici.

After being confiscated by Elder Feng of almost all the spiritual treasures and magic weapons, she pinned her last hope on the reward of the so-called leader of the four factions. Mu Chennan and they calculated for a long time, isn't it just for those high-grade good things.

In Mu Xici's heart, rewarding those things may not be really that good, but there are always one or two spiritual treasures or something. At critical moments, it is also good to respond to emergencies.

But Senior Brother Zhang told her with an embarrassed face that Master Feng had explained, and the reward would not be allowed until she returned from the back mountain. And before going to the back mountain, she had to block all the sources where she could get spiritual treasures and magic weapons.

Therefore, she didn't bring up a spar at the disciple she saw in the Golden Jade Hall later.

This directly shattered her last hope of coming to Fang City to supply some things.

The examples she took out before were basically given to her mother and Erya. I only kept a few dozen spars for teleportation.

It's okay now, she really just sent something down the mountain to run an errand. As for the little spar she had left, let alone a magic weapon, she couldn't even buy a few rune papers.

I think she still had a few thousand spars when she didn't cultivate back then, but now that she has built a foundation, there are only a few spars. It's true that the more you cultivate, the more you will go back.

After coming and going, it is really strange that Mu Xici's mood can be good.

The shopkeeper was also very frightened by Mu Xici, stammered and thanked him, and planned to stuff some benefits with a rich belly, and honored the immortal master in front of him who had a bad temper.

It's a pity that Mu Xici is in a very bad mood and doesn't want to stay in this store for a while. As soon as he handed over the things, he completely ignored the courteous eyes of the shopkeeper. If she wants to know the other party's intentions, maybe she will be able to pick up the smiling face immediately.

Who told her to be poor now?

After grinding in the market for nearly two hours, she bought all the rune paper she needed.

During this period, she also went to the small shop opened by He Juan and delivered goods to people on a voluntary basis. Originally, she still wanted to raise some talismans, but she didn't know that the shopkeeper only gave her a few dozen spars on the grounds that the small shop was newly opened and there was not much working capital.

Dozens of spars actually wanted to send her away. You must know that the second-order spirit runes she is making now can sell for twenty spars with one piece. This account has to be counted on He Fatniu's head.

If it weren't for the fact that the spar was less bargaining with the owner of the spirit rune shop, she would have returned to Sanqing Pavilion a long time ago.

But in front of the gate of Sanqingfang City, Mu Xici actually met an acquaintance who was in Songwu City. (To be continued.) )