Those two insects were like the most common small flying insects on the island, but they were slightly stronger. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info They flapped their wings and followed behind Liu Zhao, silently flying away.

Liu Zhao turned the corner of the street, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and she seemed to unintentionally stroke the green bamboo hairpin on her head. Standing in place with his head up, he looked at the small flying insects flying in the warm sunlight in mid-air.

Suddenly, the green bamboo hairpin emitted a round of golden light, and the bright red snake letter as fast as lightning stretched out to the small insects in the air, rolling up the two largest insects, and in the blink of an eye, the red snake letter disappeared into the hairpin.

All this happened so quickly that passers-by just saw an ordinary-looking young nun standing on the street combing her hair.

Liu Zhao saw that he had disposed of the heel bugs, and walked slowly on the bluestone road, like an ordinary casual cultivator, curiously looking at the street scenes on both sides, and slowly walked towards the center of the town.

When Liu Zhao saw a dense bamboo forest in front of her, she quickened her pace and hurriedly walked in.

After a few minutes, a young man in a purple brocade robe walked out of the bamboo forest. He had an ordinary face that he couldn't find when he fell into a crowd, and he was neither handsome nor ugly. The long black hair was fastened to the top of his head with a jasper hairpin, and only a pair of eyes were clear and clear.

This cultivator, who had cultivated to the Great Perfection during the Qi cultivation period, shook a folding fan elegantly and walked down the street leading to the tall three-story building in the middle of the town. The midday sun was getting hotter and hotter, but there was a refreshing coolness in his body.

At the same time, in the rolling mountains outside the town, in the gate station of Danfeng Valley, in a quaint wooden house, a surprised voice came out: "Really? There is a foundation building nun who knows alchemy in Danfeng City? ”

It wasn't long before the voice rang out again, this time with a sense of rage and chagrin, "What? I actually lost it! Xie Yu, this rotten wood, don't point out what he can do! ”

With a bang, the door of the wooden house was vigorously pushed open, and a burly man in a navy blue brocade robe walked out of it.

This man was tall and large, with unkempt hair tied with a piece of brocade cloth on top of his head, a pair of ringed eyes bulging, and his whole body was full of fierce and fierce spirit.

Immediately behind him was the middle-aged Qi Cultivation Stage monk surnamed Xie who had received Liu Zhao's fourth-level demon pill at the city gate. He followed closely behind the brocade-robed man with an embarrassed face, and hurriedly explained: "Senior Ancestor, my brother didn't expect that his wing-refining bee would be discovered by that female cultivator, please forgive him this time for the sake of his efforts for the sect for decades." ”

"Get out!" The brocade-robed man reflexively gave the monk surnamed Xie a mouthful, and the middle-aged monk was swept out!

"Useless stuff! I can't even look at a small number of casual repairs! The brocade-robed man didn't even glance at the middle-aged monk whose face was covered with blood, and as soon as he stepped down, the person rose to the sky and flew towards the peak in the middle of the Danfeng Valley!

Danfeng Valley, in the Hanlan Pavilion, the brocade-robed man quickly walked into the hall on the first floor. As he walked, he shouted in his mouth: "Senior Brother District! Great joy! ”

On the futon in the hall, a thin scribe sat cross-legged. He was dressed in a pure white coarse cloth robe, with a black wooden hairpin inserted in his neatly combed hair, and a roll of bamboo slips in his hand, shaking his head and reading. Whether you look at it from a distance or up close, it is really a school of celebrities and gentlemen.

The noise at the door interrupted his recitation, and the middle-aged scribe raised his head with a smile, looked at the brocade-robed man who broke into the Hanlan Pavilion, and asked unhurriedly, "Senior Brother Li, what happy event makes you so happy?" ”

"Senior Brother Ou, today the disciple stationed in Danfeng City came back to report that a foundation building female cultivator who knows how to refine pills has entered the city and sold a batch of precious pills to our Danfeng Hall!" The big man surnamed Li sat on the futon opposite the middle-aged scribe and took out a small bottle of green jade from the storage bag as he spoke.

This bottle of elixir was sold to Xie Yu by Liu Zhao not long ago!

The middle-aged scribe maintained a calm smile, unhurriedly rolled up the bamboo slip in his hand, and carefully tied it with a rope before taking the green jade vial that shimmered with oil.

But when he opened the cap of the red coral bottle and poured out a pill, his slender hand trembled unconsciously!

"It's!" The middle-aged scribe gasped abruptly and shouted, "Five Rank Ascending Xia Dan!" ”

He looked at the pill in his hand and looked at it, smelled it again and again, and the greedy look on his face made his literati demeanor just now disappear, and in an instant, it was replaced by a sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked philistine face!

The middle-aged scribe surnamed District is named Ou Fengyan, and he is the head of Danfeng Valley; And the brocade-robed man's name is Li Hao, and he is the elder in charge of the affairs of Danfeng City. They are all cultivators in the early stage of the Yudan, because they are guarding the resource-poor Danfeng Island, and they have been staying in the early stage of the Yudan, and they have not made any progress.

Ou Fengyan looked at the Shengxia Pill in his hand, and muttered to himself: "With this Shengxia Pill, I can break through the realm within ten years and enter the middle stage of the Yudan." If the elixir is sufficient, after a few more decades, you can reach the realm of Dzogchen! ”

"Yes, senior brother!" Li Hao also took out the other two bottles of pills, and said to Ou Fengyan happily: "If we capture that female cultivator and come to Danfeng Valley to refine the pills for the two of us, it is possible for us to get married within a hundred years!" ”

"Where is that nun now? Have you ever caught it? Ou Fengyan stood up abruptly and strode through the hall, unaware that he had kicked the bamboo slip into the corner.

"Hey, Xie Yu, this old fool, actually let go of that female cultivator!" Li Hao slapped his thigh angrily, also stood up, and said to Ou Fengyan: "Senior brother, wait for me to go down the mountain and catch that female cultivator!" ”

"Senior brother!" Ou Fengyan's small eyes trickled, and he grabbed Li Hao, who was about to rush out, and said with a sincere face: "This female cultivator can easily escape under Xie Yu's eyelids, which proves that she has a certain strength." To be on the safe side, let's go with you for my brother! ”

Just kidding, if this reckless junior brother suddenly opened his mind, hid the female cultivator alone, and gave him alchemy alone, wouldn't he lose money?

Liu Zhao didn't know at this time that she had been remembered by the two monks in the middle of the Dan Dynasty, she was sitting in the best teahouse in Danfeng City, tasting the famous cloud tea in the city, listening to the gossip of the people in the teahouse, and having a great time!

"Brother He, you just came from Chaofeng Island and told us about the Peacock Demon King?" At the adjacent table sat three monks in their thirties. One of the men with thick eyebrows and square faces was pouring tea for a handsome man in a royal blue brocade robe, and said with a curious expression.

"If you want to say that this Chaofeng Island...... the handsome man surnamed He took a sip of tea, looked around at the tea customers with his ears, and said with a smile raised his sword eyebrows: "It's really a dangerous place!" ”

"Hey, Brother He, don't sell it, tell us about it quickly!" A bearded man sitting opposite the man surnamed He couldn't help but urge. (To be continued.) )