The sun was setting in the west, and when Gu Zi'an returned to his small courtyard, Qi Fu was already waiting at the door early.

He quickly got the soul silk of osmanthus in his hands, but he was not in a hurry to come back, but took advantage of the fact that there were more pedestrians on the street, and extracted a few soul silk from the mud pill palace of a few people who did not have blue and white flowers.

The Taoist said that although he can't practice at the moment, he can improve his own strength by extracting soul silk, and the Taoist didn't lie to him, he just drew four soul silk and integrated it into his eyes, and he could already clearly feel the rich blood qi emanating from those blood clotting masters.

And his current body is still that mortal body at the level of forging spirits, and there is not much true element existence, let alone any essence blood.

But at the moment, he already had five soul threads, and he knew very well that except for those soldiers in the middle and late stages of blood condensation, the rest of the blood condensation soldiers were no longer worth mentioning in front of him.

It's too fast, the improvement of strength is really too fast!

Others have worked hard to cultivate for more than ten years, and they have worked hard to polish their physical bodies day by day, so far they are just an early stage of blood coagulation cultivation.

And he is just a one-day scene, and he has been worth ten years of work by others, which is quite a bit of the demonic path of the sword.

If the benefits don't match the hard work, things often go wrong.

With such a simple and straightforward truth, Gu Zi'an naturally would not fail to understand.

But he knew in his heart that what people said was not entirely true, and that the probability of his own death was far higher than what he said.

Although he is willing to die for Xiaofu, this does not mean that he is not afraid of death, and if he can not die, it is naturally better not to die.

Therefore, even if he knew that the Taoist had reservations, and knew that it was to quench his thirst, Gu Zi'an could only take one step at a time.

As for others, such as Mrs. Qiao's family, like Osmanthus, after losing the heavenly soul and the earth soul, what bad changes will occur, Gu Zi'an can't take care of it, he has never been a kind person, to a certain extent, he is a self-interested person, his safety is not threatened on weekdays, and he is naturally willing to be a good person, but if he wants to exchange other people's lives for his own lives, he will not hesitate at all.

It is precisely because of this that when he was convinced that he was willing to die for another person selflessly, he knew that Qi Fu was undoubtedly the right person.

"Zi'an, why are you standing at the door in a daze, come in, dinner is ready, I'll bring it out for you." Qi Fu smiled softly, walked in front of Gu Zi'an in three or two steps, naturally took his arm, pulled him to the house and sat down.

Looking at the gentle girl in front of her, Gu Zi's anxiety and fear were immediately replaced by warmth, and the whole person became calm.

He suddenly had a different kind of realization.

Life is not only based on the length of life, having, happiness, and warmth, it is not a trip in vain.

After dinner, Gu Zi'an excused himself to go to the ice cellar to have a look, and once again saw the Taoist hiding in it.

After extraditing the colored soul silk to the Taoist, the Taoist gave him ten

Ten days later, Gu Zi'an needed to set off again to find new prey.

Because the earth soul of Osmanthus and the earth soul of Mrs. Qiao were still there, Gu Zi'an knew that he could easily spend the next two ten days, but he didn't worry too much.

In the first ten days, he was accompanied by Qi Fu at home almost every day, not to mention the lingering compassion, but the wedding that should have been there, but Gu Zi'an did not prepare for it.

Qi Fu naturally wants a marriage, but the two of them are husband and wife at the moment, and it doesn't matter if those clichés are saved, anyway, what she cares about is Gu Zi'an, and now that their parents are no longer alive, it is just to hold a marriage, but it is just to invite some irrelevant people to come, but it is embarrassing, and she also wants to open it.

A few days later, when it was time to send Ruyi Lake Ice to Qiao's house, Gu Zi'an came and went, and a few soul silks entered the account, one was the earth soul silk of the Qiao family's wife, and the rest were ordinary soul silks that he randomly drew from the crowd for him to improve his strength.

In this way, when the ten-day deadline comes, he can directly hand over the things to the Taoist, and Gu Zi'an doesn't have to rush out again.

Ziyi stayed in the inn for a few days, in addition to practicing, sleeping and eating time, he would come out and order a table of side dishes and a pot of wine by the window on the second floor of the inn.

However, the people who look at the scenery are often the scenery in the eyes of others.

Although she has put on her face and changed her appearance, the special temperament of the Holy Maiden of the Curse Palace has accumulated over time, coupled with the ghostly and eccentric expression of the purple clothes, even if the new appearance is much inferior to before, in this small Tinghu Town, she is still one of the best beauties.

The things that men in this world yearn for are nothing more than cultivation, power and beauty.

Even people in a small place like Tinghu Town are no exception.

Zhao Ji is the young master of the Zhao Ji medicinal herb shop in the town, if you want to talk about power, their ten Zhao families are not as good as the Qiao family, after all, they are the forces under the hands of Qinghong Society, and the masters of the realm of life and void blood condensation are the most in this Tinghu Town.

But when it comes to financial resources, the ratio is reversed.

The relationship between the Zhao family and the Qiao family is also very good, and they have helped each other in this Tinghu Town, and they have not fallen through wind and rain for hundreds of years.

Until this generation, Qiao Fengjian, the lord of the Qiao family, has no heirs under his knees, and as the second family of the Zhao family, his young head Zhao Ji has naturally become the first son of this Tinghu Town.

Zhao Ji is not a gentleman, on the contrary, in this town, he is very capable and self-aware.

At the age of thirteen, he began to contact his own medicinal material business, and at the age of seventeen, he began to gradually take over, and by the time he completely took over at the age of twenty-two, the Zhao family's medicinal material business had more than doubled, from a single Tinghu Town, to several neighboring towns, from selling medicinal materials alone, to renting large areas of farmland, hiring specialized medicinal farmers to cultivate medicinal materials, and then borrowing this

The east wind of the Zhilan Palace in Qizhu Lianchi bought medicinal materials outside Lianchi at a high price to earn the difference in price.

Medicinal materials, because of the Zhilan Palace, in Qizhu Lianchi is actually not very profitable, especially these ordinary medicinal materials needed by the masters below the Yuan Dan Realm, for Zhilan Palace, a large number of them can be cultivated in a short period of time, all of which are used by the disciples in the palace to practice, but even if they are planted by others, they are much better than ordinary medicine farmers, and the price is still sold according to the ordinary price on the market, so that the medicinal material business of Qizhu Lianchi is basically monopolized by Zhilan Palace, and it is not an easy thing to open up the internal market。

This Zhao family is also because Tinghu Town is still relatively far away from the Falling Star Lake where Zhilan Palace is located, so they have been able to develop and grow in this Ruyi Lake, plus those low-level medicinal materials Zhilan Palace doesn't care at all, people are not only cultivating elixirs.

In the Zhilan Palace, in addition to medicinal materials, they will also plant spiritual fruits, spiritual tea trees, spiritual winemakers who cultivate winemaking, and the most basic spiritual valleys, these are all things that are unattainable outside, and because they have a whole piece of Falling Star Lake that has been refined by star power, the things they plant, no matter what they are, are naturally better than those of the same level of spiritual plants, so they don't pay so much attention to the occupation of the bottom market.

Zhao Ji saw this opportunity and occupied the surrounding low-end market in time, so that in just a few years, the family's industry was expanded little by little, and the speed of wealth accumulation was described as a little insufficient.

But the money is made quickly, and Zhao Ji spends it quickly.

Over the years, part of the money he spent was used for his own cultivation, and the remaining half was spent on women.

Zhao Ji likes women, but he is not the kind of hungry ghost in color, only the woman he has a fancy for himself will go to great lengths to pursue and get, if it is those he can't look at, no matter how beautiful the appearance is and how noble the identity is, he will not give a good look.

Speaking of women, in fact, after so many years, Zhao Ji, who is considered to be lustful, has only three women around him.

These three women, one is ordinary, one is brilliant, and the other is as cold as ice, and no one should enter.

People are talking about what the criteria for Zhao Jigongzi to like women are, and in the end they all gave up, as if he likes women, and he doesn't have a special taste, or a preference, about just knowing that he is excited when he is excited, that's all.

Although he is a son, Zhao Ji has never had those bad hobbies of carrying cages and fighting crickets, drinking and fighting and betting on dice, except for his own medicinal herb business, the only thing he is interested in seems to be women.

A few days ago, I had nothing to do, so I took my three girls out for a walk, I was tired of walking, and I came to the tavern to eat some food by the way.

Immediately, Zhao Ji came to the window table where Ziyi was located and started talking.

Speaking of which, this person does have a hand, if he changes to someone else, he runs to Ziyi to talk to him naked, but he is afraid that the next moment, he will fly out of the window of the inn, but instead of making a move, Ziyi also stretched out his hand to ask him to sit down.

Let's not talk about the fact that the Holy Maiden of the Curse Divine Palace must not break her body, but Ziyi's own vision is so high, even Chen Qingping is very fond of it, and Jiang Ning, who has obtained a true dragon luck in the Thirteen Kingdoms Competition of Cloud City, can't look down on a mortal son whose cultivation is just a late stage of blood condensation?

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "One Inch of Mountains and Rivers" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~