No one disturbed him, he practiced with peace of mind for three days, and there were miscellaneous disciples who brought food, and Zhong Zhen was very satisfied with this.

The disciples of Zhuji can all open the valley without eating, but she is used to eating. The third-order demon beast can support it just by absorbing spiritual energy, and it doesn't have to eat anything, but it always feels like it has an empty stomach and feels weird.

She came up with a reason that the demon cultivators all had to eat, so the miscellaneous steward of Diecui Peak sent someone to deliver the food with a very discerning eye.

On this day, after eating two large bowls of Ling rice and taking out delicious dishes, Zhong Zhen watched the fish of different colors swimming around in the Danlu fish tank in the courtyard. She had never raised fish before, and she didn't know what to feed, so she put a big bag of crushed rice next to the fish tank, and threw a handful into it when she remembered it.

Seeing that those little water beasts were eating quite happily, they didn't seem to have any opinion on Linggu.

Staring at a small golden fish with two tentacles on its head for a long time, seeing that it kept holding its tentacles against other fish, Zhong Zhen couldn't help but laugh.

Unexpectedly, at this time, there was a muffled sound of "bang" from the Danlu fish tank, as if someone had put a cannon in the mud, which shook people's ears and made their hearts jump a few times.

All the little water beasts were stunned, their bellies facing up, and they didn't know whether they were dead or alive.

The sound came from the Qiankun mirror in the mud, Zhong Zhen couldn't help but worry, don't break the mirror. She had tried several seventh-order demon beasts, and there was no problem at all, but it would be bad if the Yuanying Cultivator had any strange spells.

After waiting for a long time without hearing a second sound, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Afraid of any accidents, Zhong Zhen really didn't dare to put the Qiankun Mirror in the dantian, everything had a case, if Wang Cong really broke out of the mirror, would he enter her dantian at that time.

The thought alone is unbearable.

The little ghost walked out of the room slowly, holding the soul-nourishing spirit grass that Zhong Zhen had inserted into his mouth. He didn't dare to jump up and down now, for fear of expending too much strength and his body would be scattered, so he walked slowly and carefully.

He was awakened by the sound of artillery fire.

"Ah, why are all the fish dead?" The little ghost frowned and stared at the large transparent patch in front of the Dan furnace.

A large vat of belly-flipped fish. It's really disgusting to watch.

Zhong Zhen's brows were also furrowed.

The fish didn't die, they all fainted.

She couldn't think of any way to treat it, so she casually pinched a healing pill and sprinkled it into the Dan furnace. I didn't expect this method to be effective, except for a weak little fish that didn't hold up. Everything else is slowly slowing down.

"You see, they're all alive, and when the fish grows up, they can eat it." Zhong Zhen said proudly to the little ghost.

The little ghost shook his head and said in an old-fashioned manner: "Don't worry about eating, these fish are beautiful." It's a shame to eat. ”

It's not that you like to eat fish, I'm following your tone! Zhong Zhen thought to herself, the little ghost is really getting more and more difficult, and now he actually knows whether the fish is good-looking or not, and he is becoming more and more like a person.

It's really troublesome, do you have to learn from Grandma in the future and teach him to grow up?

She pondered how to open her mouth to teach the little ghost, but saw that he had already turned his head and slowly stepped into the room with his hands behind his back.

Where is this a child, it's clearly an old ghost!

Zhong Zhen shook her head. Leave him alone.

Early the next morning, someone came to visit outside the guest house, standing outside the prohibition and shouting.

"Senior Zhong is not here?"

Zhong Zhen opened the ban and saw that the person who came was a very clever young apprentice of Yu Ling's Qi refining period, only thirteen or fourteen years old, who knew how to observe words and feelings, and was quite attentive in serving tea and water.

She asked with a smile, "Little brother, what are you looking for me?" ”

The little disciple's face was suffocated, little brother or something. That's not right!

However, he has always known how to please people, and immediately showed his eight teeth and said with a smile: "My ancestor has something to say to his predecessors, and he ordered me to come and invite you." ”

Zhong Zhen didn't know that she had said the wrong thing at all, and thought that she would call her cute children like that. She originally thought that Yu Ling should be disturbed by the matter of cultivating demons at this moment. I didn't expect it to ease up in a few days, but it was amazing.

Did he want to ask where the body was found?

Still, she thought too much.

Hong Tianming was not present, only Yu Ling was alone, his beard was cleaned up, and he changed his clothes. It's very refreshing to watch.

"I went to find the patriarch and reported the master's affairs. In order to thank you, the ancestor specially gave you a mixed yuan pill and 10,000 spirit stones, which can be regarded as a meager thank you. ”

Yu Ling handed over a small storage bag, originally intended to give a magic weapon, but he specially begged the ancestor to exchange it for a good pill.

He knew that Zhong Zhen had a lot of messy magic weapons in his hands, all of which were obtained from the dead monks of Ghost Jianyuan, maybe even better than those given by the ancestor. It's better to get a good pill and let her improve her cultivation quickly.

Zhong Zhen thanked him with a smile, "Thank you so much, but the quality of that cold jade coffin is good, and it cost me five thousand spirit stones." ”

In fact, it cost fifteen hundred spirit stones. Even if it is cold jade, it is only jade, and it cannot be compared with heaven and earth.

Yu Ling was no better than Hong Tianming, and immediately understood what she meant, which was too thin for the thanksgiving gift.

He smiled, thinking that the treasure is still so interesting, where is the cold jade coffin so expensive, in the end it is a demon cultivator, and it is so stupid to lie.

He didn't break it, so as not to embarrass Zhong Zhen, and then explained: "Ten thousand spirit stones are indeed not much, but the Mixed Yuan Pill is extremely expensive, and there is no market. If there is such a grain in the auction, it will be considered a small amount if it sells for hundreds of thousands of spirit stones. The aura contained in this pill is soft and does not hurt the body, and it can be taken in both the foundation building period and the golden pill period. Combined with the elixir of promotion, it can increase the chance of advancement by 30%. You keep it for now, wait until the late fourth order to eat, and keep it until you go to the fifth order. ”

"Ah, that's so good! That's really thank you, I guess you specially asked for that God Transformation Ancestor! Zhong Zhen smiled happily, and only this time did he sincerely thank him. She quoted the cold jade coffin at a sky-high price of 5,000 spirit stones, of course, she was pretending to be stupid and wanted to make more money by the way.

Yu Ling smiled faintly again, and finally understood. I haven't even heard of the Mixed Yuan Dan, it's not a personal cultivation, even the little Qi Refining Cultivator knows the famous Mixed Yuan Dan these days.

"Don't run around these days, Wang Cong, the peak master of Diexiu Peak, died suddenly, and someone reported to me yesterday. He has always dealt with my master very badly, and his disciples have no grievances, and they have to find trouble if they have nothing to do, and there will be indiscriminate framing of them when the time comes. ”

"This ...... Then I'm not going to run around. Zhong Zhen happily agreed.

Presumably, the muffled sound of the Qiankun Mirror yesterday should be the last cannon battle in his life put by the mustachioed Wang Cong.

She glanced at Yu Ling twice, and saw that there was a faint layer of joy on his handsome and calm face. No wonder he even shaved his beard clean today, and he was full of energy, I'm afraid it's a happy event! (To be continued.) )