Xu Lize and Xu Yan talked for a long time, and the three of them talked happily. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Don't look at Xu Yanze's qualifications are old enough, but he doesn't have any elders, let alone Xu Yan, he can't talk to this couple at first sight, but he also has a good impression.

Since Xu Yan came to ask for the Zhuyan Pill, Lin Xiaorou took out a small porcelain bottle and said, "The Zhuyan Pill is difficult to refine now, this Zhuyan Pill may be the last one of the Qian Sect, just like Elder Xu said, it is good to sell you at the original price, as for my friend, it should not be in a hurry." ”

Lin Xiaorou's kindness, how could Xu Yan not know, took the pill and hurriedly thanked him, and after asking about the value of the Zhuyan Pill as 1,500 spirit stones, Xu Yan directly took out 2,000 spirit stones.

Lin Xiaorou was embarrassed to take more, Xu Lize grabbed them all, counted them, and complained about the company.

Xu Yanze and Lin Xiaorou are both masters of refining weapons, and one is an alchemist, so people naturally don't really lack five hundred spirit stones, Xu Yan knows that the other party is deliberately playing treasure, and he doesn't poke it, so he turns out the storage bag and asks Xu Yanze to check it to see if he is a poor person, which makes Lin Xiaorou on the side laugh more than once.

Multiple friends and multiple roads, how can Xu Yan not know this, and after a joke, he became familiar with the couple.

The spirit tea has already been drunk, Xu Yuze waved his sleeves, and ordered his disciples to bring good wine and food, five hundred spirit stones cannot be earned in vain, and they have to have a good banquet for the Taishang True Inheritance in front of them.

During the banquet, Xu Yan was a little curious about the refining of the Zhuyan Dan, and couldn't help but ask, "Elder Lin, as a Dan Dao master, is it difficult to refine the Zhuyan Dan?"

"One of the reasons why it is difficult to practice is that there are too few thousand-faced flowers. ”

Lin Xiaorou smiled and said: "The thousand-faced flower is a strange flower, the flower blooms, the petals are full of edges and corners, and you can count as many as a thousand faces under a closer look, and this thousand-faced flower is the main spiritual grass for refining the Zhuyan Pill, a thousand-faced flower, can only refine one Zhuyan Pill." ”

"It's not easy to find a thousand-faced flower, and I'm afraid I can't find a few in the land of Tiannan. Xu Yuze interjected on the side: "If you want a thousand-faced flower, you can only wait for the opening day of the Moro Cave, otherwise if you keep the Zhuyan Pill, it will definitely become more and more expensive." ”

"It's been decades since the last time the secret realm was opened. When it came to Moro Cave, Lin Xiaorou also sighed.

"It's almost a year, and in a few years, it should be about to open. Xu Yuze nodded.

Xu Yan was confused when he heard what the two said about Moro Cave and Thousand Faces Flower, and while gnawing on a big crab, he asked curiously: "What is Moro Cave, you can actually find a Thousand Faces Flower, and with a Thousand Faces Flower, can't you refine a lot of Zhuyan Pills." ”

"It's not so easy to find. Xu Lize took a sip of spiritual wine and sighed: "Qimei Mountain, Moro Cave, how many people go, how many people are still a secret and dangerous place, which can be called the most dangerous place in Dapu." ”

"It's dangerous, but the benefits are even more amazing. ”

Lin Xiaorou said in a deep voice: "On the edge of the Wanheng Mountain Range, there is a high mountain near the Tongtian River, named Qimei, and the Moro Cave is the mysterious ancient cave in the Qimei Mountain, which is incomparably huge, extending in all directions like an ant nest, there was once a heaven and earth spirit treasure was born, and some people have obtained the longevity pill in the secret realm in the depths of the Moro Cave. ”

"Qimei Mountain, Moro Cave?" Xu Yan frowned slightly, this unfamiliar name was the first time he had heard of it.

"Dangerous land is also a treasure land, it depends on who has the creation. ”

Xu Lize shook his head and said: "Qimei Mountain itself is a dangerous place, there are many spiritual grasses in the mountain, but there are also many dangers, and there are rare demon spirits infested, and the Moro Cave in Qimei Mountain is even more mysterious, there is no entrance at all, it will only be opened once every sixty years or so, once the Moro Cave is opened, it will definitely attract countless cultivators to go, not only the two major sects of good and evil, but also many scattered cultivators, that is called a lively." ”

The rumors of Qimei Mountain and Moro Cave, Xu Yan just listened to it as a new thing, don't look at his high seniority, his cultivation is not high, and the cultivation of the foundation realm is basically a dead end when he encounters demons.

"If Elder Xu gets a thousand-faced flower in the Moro Cave, remember to sell it to me. ”

Lin Xiaorou smiled and said jokingly.

"That's for sure. Xu Yan replied with a smile, as for whether to go to Moro Cave or not, it is not necessarily.

"Elder Lin, the Qi Dan that was lost in the Dan Pavilion a few years ago, is there still no clue?"

Now that they are already acquainted, Xu Yan asked quietly, even if the pavilion master Liu Feiyu doubts him, now that he has the identity of the true legend of Taishang, no one dares to ask.

Referring to the lost elixir back then, Lin Xiaorou's face immediately changed slightly, she pondered for a moment, shook her head and said: "There is no clue, it seems to have disappeared out of thin air, I guess it was not stolen by someone, it may be devoured by the strange beasts guarding the Dan Pavilion." ”

"Strange beasts, what strange beasts are there in the Dan Pavilion?" Xu Yan looked curious.

"A fox, the big demon captured by the pavilion master back then, is difficult to tame. Xu Yuze waved his hand, as if he didn't want to mention the strange beasts in the Dan Pavilion, and then picked up his wine glass and diverted the topic.

People don't want to say more, and Xu Yan doesn't want to ask more, so he toasts to greet him.

A wine banquet, the guests and the host are happy.

Coming out of the Refining Tower, Xu Yan did not return to Tianhai Tower, but left the Money Sect.

Controlling the mountains and rivers, under the night sky, the young figure went straight to the direction of the capital.

The years are ruthless, and one day earlier he left Zhu Yan Dan to the third sister, and Xu Yan also counted it as a wish.

The galloping mountains and rivers were day and night, and five days later, a huge city appeared in the distance.

Looking at his hometown after four years, Xu Yan had an indescribable emotion in his heart.

Fall outside the city and slowly walk into the west gate.

Around, there are still people coming and going, and passers-by are in a hurry.

In the ears, it is still noisy, and there are many shops on the street.

The capital is still the same capital, but the little Taoist priest who lives in the capital has really grown up.

There is less cynical laziness and more calm perseverance.

"There is a city god temple in the west of the city, there is a city god in the temple, open the door to send the four directions, close the door to the ghosts and gods to rest, the city god, the city god, three steamed buns are not full, nine steamed buns osmanthus cake, eight copper coins are strung together, and a broken bowl ......of wine is made of robes."

Outside the City God Temple, which had already been renovated, several young children clapped their hands and chanted nursery rhymes that had been passed down for many years, and Xu Yan's footsteps stopped in front of the temple.

The magnificent temple and the towering gate are just missing the anxious-looking ghost......

The festival is different at the same time, things are not people, prosperity is still the same, but there is a trace of incompatibility.

When you are on the top of the mountain, you can see the mountains at a glance, and you can know that the world is endless......

That is the consciousness that only the strong can have, and at this time, Xu Yan's heart is quietly tumbling.

"Newly out of the pot of roasted wheat! Granny Liu's new pot of roasted wheat!"

There was a burst of aroma from the shops on the street, and Granny Liu's siu mai was a well-known snack in Beijing.

"Don't sell it, I've got it all!"

At the speed of a sharp arrow, Xu Yan's figure sat directly in front of the stall with a movement, what kind of yin ghost old man, what kind of strong realm, was completely shattered by a pot of hot and fragrant roasted wheat, and there was not even a trace left.

After gobbling it up, Xu Yan once again integrated into the bustling mortal world, held up his round stomach, and strode towards Meixianglou.

He likes this feeling of being full, as long as he is not hungry, he is still an immortal, in Xu Yan's opinion, there is no difference.

Who said that to become an immortal is to extinguish love and desire, and who said that only after suffering can you be free for nine days?

Anyway, in Xu Yan's eyes, those who don't eat, drink, sleep, are ruthless, desireless, heartless, and godless, are stones, not immortals.

People have their own ambitions, immortals have their own ways, and the little Taoist priest from Chengyunguan is so ambitious, just like flowing water without a trace.

ps: Four more on the weekend, begging for subscription, the cold has not healed, taking medicine and asking for a recommended ticket monthly pass! )