Chapter 11: Deadwood
"Don't be polite to me, I don't have any silver taels, and I have to rely on the box of gold that has left it!" Cangyue smiled again.
Can gold be compared to gold coins? Hong Xiuyu wanted to say something more, but Cang Yue interrupted her again: "I won't tell you, I came to a third-rate sect, I was framed by the same sect, and I was driven out of the sect. I also have a place to rely on in the world of casual cultivation. ”
"That's natural, I'm Hong Xiuyu here today, there is a day when I am Hong Xiuyu, there is a day when you are in the moon, and we will be good sisters in life and death in the future!" Hong Xiuyu swore with a solemn expression.
Cang Yue showed a bright smile and said, "Look, I still earned it, I'm a long-term investment!" ”
Hong Xiuyu also laughed.
Hong Xiuyu promised to live in Cangyue's house, of course Liluo had no opinion, and Liluo moved all her belongings into Cangyue's house that day, of course, valuable things, such as those in the pill gold coins, she put them in her space bag and carried them with her, and she didn't have to hide them everywhere like she used to do in the cave.
Since Cangyue sent a space bag to Liluo, she simply gave another space bag to Hong Xiuyu, although Hong Xiuyu was embarrassed and shirked in every way, but in the end, she was still no match for Cangyue's three-inch incorruptible tongue and sincere heart, and gladly accepted.
The next day, the wind was mild and the sun was shining, Cangyue and Hong Xiuyu and Liluo finished breakfast, then went back to their bedroom, sat cross-legged on the big bed, took out the 'Dead Wood Jue' combat skill from the jade bracelet, and began to practice. For this, this 'Dead Wood Jue' combat skills, Cang Yue is still happy, she has read it roughly, there is nothing weird, it should be the secret of the combat skills of the Eight Classics of Cultivation Immortals, Cangyue guessed that this secret should be obtained by the witch from the hands of the loose cultivators who were killed by her, she killed so many loose cultivators, there are many loose cultivators who hide the secrets of internal strength and combat skills, so many internal skills and secrets, the witch has hidden this book alone, it must be an excellent secret.
Of course, Cang Yue also guessed correctly this time, that 'Deadwood Recipe' is a high-level combat skill, for most of the poor casual cultivators who only practice low-level combat skills, this is the only secret that the witch likes and has the interest to collect in the dantian.
Turning the first page, a green light burst out of the secret book, and then saw four lines of fly-headed small Kai floating in front of Cangyue's eyes in front of him, Cangyue began to follow the method of breathing in the four lines of words, collecting and inhaling, and began to absorb wood spiritual power from the surrounding aura, and then dredged into the dantian, and then diverted to all parts of the meridians, washing his meridians over and over again. Gradually, Cangyue found that a meridian texture like a dead tree branch appeared on the back of her hand, and a gray air mass was visible to the naked eye.......
After studying the internal skills of the first five chapters of the 'Dead Wood Jue' over and over again, Cangyue gradually felt that she was in a forest with autumn wind and falling leaves, and all around was decay and depression, which made people feel a kind of desolation in their hearts. However, there is an extremely powerful force in that desolation, a power that can destroy everything.
Time flies like a white horse, seven days pass in a hurry, Cangyue has basically mastered the internal strength of the first five chapters, but what makes her puzzled is that the wood spirit power is obviously green and full of vitality, why is the combat skill of the wood spirit power a dilapidated and destroyed artistic conception? However, such an esoteric question was difficult for Cang Yue, who only practiced the eighth stage of qi, to understand, and she only knew that she had to continue to cultivate according to the secret instructions.
The first five chapters of the internal strength of the mind are thoroughly studied, and the following is the combat skills, and the practice of combat skills naturally cannot be nested in their own rooms, don't practice the combat skills well, and the house is demolished, then the gains outweigh the losses. So early this morning, she said hello to Hong Xiuyu and Liluo, and went to the nearby forest relatively close.
It's just that when Cangyue went out, she didn't find a pair of mouse eyes hiding in the corner, gurgling around, and staring at her with a pair of mouse eyes. That man was the man who sold the house to Cangyue that day, and he hid in the corner and watched for a long time, until Cangyue's figure disappeared into the forest, and then he turned around and ran quickly towards the mayor's mansion.
In a remote hall of the town's mansion, the man poured a large cup of herbal tea before stabilizing his mind, looked at the mayor who was sitting on the right seat and playing with the jade wrench, and said, "Hell, the little one is really hell now!" ”
The mayor of Wutou Town, the mayor of Wutou Town is a man with broad shoulders, a medium stature, a short beard, and a Chinese face, but a pair of small black eyes that are extremely incommensurate with the face shape, he glanced at the man lightly, frowned, and said unhappily: "Look at your unbearable appearance, you are only worthy of doing things like stealing chickens and touching dogs, and you can't get on the stage!" ”
The man wiped a handful of water stains from his mouth, hunched his waist, and ran to Mayor Wu's side, panting and said: "Mayor Town, you don't know, I just saw how surprised that woman was, that woman stayed in that haunted house for a week, and she didn't miss arms or legs, so she swaggered out, nothing happened!" Ay! You said that those thick sweaters didn't live more than three days, and they couldn't die anymore, and every time I entered the house, I saw only a pile of white bones. You said that this woman looks small and weak, why is she fine? As he spoke, he tilted his head in thought.
Mayor Wu still stroked his jade wrench fingers for a while, but his thick eyebrows turned into the word 'Chuan', as if he was thinking about something.
"If that woman can't die, then wouldn't we have lost a lot of money, and cheated my big house out of just eighty gold coins? In order to cover up the yin qi in it, I also specially bought a few sets of new bedding to make the bed, and renovated the house a little. Seeing that Mayor Wu didn't speak, the man hurriedly shouted.
However, as if he had not heard his cries, Mayor Wu still thought to himself, as if the man did not exist.
The man was a little anxious, gritted his teeth, and said with a fierce look on his face: "Or, find a few people and give that girl to ......" said and made a posture of wiping his neck.
"Don't come nonsense!" Mayor Wu suddenly shouted sharply.
The man was stunned, the woman obviously only had the strength to practice qi, and some of his subordinates were scattered cultivators with the strength of building the foundation, killing such a little girl was not as easy as pulling out the roots, as long as the little girl died, he could justifiably turn the house into a public thing, and then he could use it to deceive others.