"Alright, I'm going to the pharmacy!"

Taking the elixir handed to him by the ink, Xuan Zhenzi excitedly walked towards the pharmacy. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

There are many differences between the so-called pharmaceutical and alchemy, the ink has been seen in a jade slip before, and the person who makes the medicine must accurately understand the medicinal properties and proportions of each medicinal material that is being made, strictly speaking, the pharmaceutical is sometimes more difficult than alchemy!

"Xuan Daoyou, you are busy with yours, we are waiting for you in the Taoist temple, walk around by the way, take a look at the scenery, you won't mind this, right?!"

Shui Mo felt very uncomfortable waiting, and planned to explore and explore to understand the customs of this Maoshan Mountain!

"Don't mind, I'm poor and white, and I put everything valuable in my storage bag!"

Xuan Zhenzi knows very well that women have always been synonymous with trouble, and if you want them not to find trouble, you have to let them have something to do!

As soon as Xuan Zhenzi left, Yu Fangyuan said with a regretful face: "We came back late today, and we didn't see Master Xuan Zhenzi catching ghosts with our own eyes!" I've heard he's very good at catching ghosts! ”

Because Yu Fangyuan has just returned from the army to his hometown, he has heard about Xuan Zhenzi's ability most of the time, and he has not seen it with his own eyes, so he really regrets it!

"Even if Xuan Daoyou is good at catching ghosts, it's none of your business, you must know that the ghost is not something that ordinary people can see! You can only watch one on the side! ”

Murong Qing was not prepared to hide the secret that he was a monk for Yu Fangyuan, after all, if he asked him for help, he knew that his identity as a monk would most likely not be kept!

But even so, Murong Qing doesn't care, after all, the sky and the earth are big, and his family's ink painting is the biggest! As long as she can help her get rid of the Gu poison, Murong Qinghua will not hesitate to pay no matter how big the price is!

"Murong, you're right, it seems that I should really see the reality clearly! Originally, Murong You're already powerful enough, but I didn't expect you to be a hidden immortal! ”

When Yu Fangyuan thought that his former brother turned out to be an immortal, he couldn't help but think about it!

"Actually, this is also my brother, I married the right wife, and I only embarked on the road of cultivation last year! I was just like you before, just an ordinary person! ”

As soon as Murong Qing talked about ink painting, Yu Fangyuan thought that it was really their group of brothers who helped Qing surround the ink painting last year and snatch it directly.

Everyone didn't expect that Ink was actually a monk, Murong Qing had a good eye, and snatched the best home at a glance, and cooked the raw rice that night, and at the same time as it bloomed, the fruit was also bought!

"Then the ink, can you also show me if I can fix it?"

Yu Fangyuan is also a pacesetter in the army, but he is the only child in the family, and the old man who is almost thirty has never been married, and his mother is about to cry blind at home, there is no way, he just changed jobs and came back!

In the army, Yu Fangyuan is a character, but when he returns to his hometown, he can only start as a grassroots policeman, and he revolves around the trivial things of stealing chickens and dogs all day long, and it is difficult to think about it!

Shui Mo took out the spirit measuring ball and asked Yu Fangyuan to put his right hand on it, and found that there was no reaction at all on it, so he said regretfully: "Yuanzi, there is no way, you don't have a spiritual root, even if you want to cultivate the truth, you can't do it!" ”

"It turns out that you still need a spiritual root to cultivate the truth? Seeing that I can really only be an ordinary person! ”

Yu Fangyuan glanced at Murong Qing with a bitter expression, but this guy, who is heavy on color and light on friends, doesn't pay attention to him at all, and keeps looking at the ink with his eyes.

"Yuanzi, ordinary people are as good as ordinary people, we cultivators are fighting with people, fighting with the sky, there are crises everywhere, although the years to come are very long, but there are a lot of ways to block our progress!"

Murong Qing was telling the truth, but Yu Fangyuan was a big man, and he was not afraid of all kinds of difficulties, but a small spirit measuring ball in ink and wash directly announced that he had no chance with Xiuzhen, and it was extremely cruel to think about it!

"Okay, let's go shopping around Maoshan! We went all the way, but we saw a lot of Taoist temples, only Xuan Daoyou's Taoist temple was the most broken, and I don't know why he didn't take good care of it! ”

Shui Mo doesn't believe that Xuan Zhenzi, who is a warlock, is a poor man, you must know that with his current ability, it is too easy to make money!

"It's his choice! We don't have to worry about him! At least his Taoist view is quiet, which is conducive to his long-term retreat! "Murong Qing is not a nosy person, and he doesn't want ink to care.

"Let's go, shall we go up the mountain, or shall we go down the mountain?" Coming to the intersection, Shui Mo handed over the question to Murong Qing to choose!

"Let's go up the mountain, we can see the scenery down the mountain at any time, but it's hard to go up the mountain!"

Murong Qing made up his mind, as soon as the Gu of ink was lifted, he planned to go down the mountain to gather people and concentrate his firepower to investigate Dongfang Chaoxi, he really couldn't understand, this woman had a good life, but she always liked to find trouble with ink!

Hiding behind his back like this, secretly calculating the ink from time to time, Murong Qing was scared when he thought about it!

Fortunately, the Gu in the ink didn't kill people on the spot this time, but such good luck will not always accompany people, maybe one day when you drink water and stuff your teeth, the ink may be directly harmed by someone!

Thinking of the days without ink, Murong Qing said that he couldn't live a day!

As a few people walked, Ink suddenly looked down at the Taoist temple under his feet, and found that the location of this Taoist temple was actually the most spiritual place in Maoshan Mountain!

"God, I don't bother with why Xuan Daoyou doesn't cultivate the Taoist Temple now, and I don't want to worry about the Taoist Temple where he is too remote, the position that the Taoist Temple occupies now happens to be the best side of Maoshan Heaven and Earth, taking the essence of the sun and the moon!

It is difficult for a warlock who has been cultivating there for a long time to go further, but there is still a possibility of success. If the Taoist temple is slightly transformed, the feng shui treasure land where it is located may become a feng shui dead land! ”

Shui Mo was very interested in Xuan Zhenzi's so-called magic at this time, but she was just interested! There are so many spells in her hand that she can't even learn them, and she definitely won't spend more time studying them!

"This sister-in-law, you not only know how to cultivate the truth, but also understand feng shui? You must know that in the vicinity of our Maoshan Mountain, the people around us all believe in the theory of feng shui, but in the past few years, a powerful Taoist priest like Xuan Zhenzi has been criticized a lot, and many feng shui theories have been lost! ”

Yu Fangyuan was born in Maoshan, and he has always been skeptical about many things that cannot be explained by science, after all, his childhood experience has taught him that these warlocks have their own powers, but people don't bother to show them! (To be continued.) )