The cultivation room and the cave house were all destroyed, of course, there was no way to live in it, and Zhong Zhen was extremely disgusted with the cultivation room, she followed the Buddha along the wide tunnel and walked to the ground.

The moment she saw the sun, Zhong Zhen couldn't help but squint her eyes, her whole body was comfortable, and she couldn't wait to stretch her waist immediately.

But now is not the time.

The lazy waist can only be stretched to the fullest when no one is around.

So far, Zhong Zhen hasn't seen what kind of place is outside. It was surrounded by a large garden full of flowers, but there were not half of them. The divine sense swept into the distance, but there were a lot of people seven or eight miles away, at least hundreds or thousands of people, not only the Jindan stage but also the Yuan infant stage.

Raising her head to look ahead, she saw a large hall with a spire, tall and majestic, covering an extremely large area. The style of this hall seems to be a little familiar, but I can't remember where I have seen it.

Zhong Zhen frowned, with some ominous premonitions in her heart, and always felt that she was going to be unlucky again. The Buddha was by her side, she didn't dare to relax, put down this uneasiness, and still walked forward slowly as if nothing happened.

After walking for a while, Zhong Zhen asked slowly, "Has the master prepared a residence for me?" ”

"I didn't expect this, there are a few more Zen rooms in Lao Gao's small temple, or"

Thinking that the big hall is the "small temple" of this Buddha, it is estimated that those people who have been swept by the divine sense are the disciples and grandchildren of this Buddha, Zhong Zhen thought to himself.

"Prepare a cave for me, no, not a cave. I need a courtyard, it doesn't need to be too big, two acres of land is about the same, and the most important thing is that it is clean and comfortable. ”

Two acres of land was almost three miles in circumference, and the Buddha thought to himself that this was not too big, at least twice as large as Lao Gao's small temple.

Zhong Zhen was already extremely disgusted with the cave, and the feeling of being gloomy and gloomy underground was very uncomfortable, even if the light in that cultivation room had a little sense of sunshine, it was fake.

She wants to open her eyes every day to see the real sun.

The Buddha thought about it, there is only the cave of the envoy in the forbidden area of the Virgin's Garden, and the ground is full of flowers and trees, a large number of spiritual plants, and it is really troublesome to build a courtyard here.

He is most afraid of trouble.

When the Buddha felt a headache, Zhong Zhen had already set his eyes on a big banyan tree, the trunk was so thick that ten people couldn't hug it.

"I'll live in that tree for the time being, and I'll come back to me when you've built your yard."

The Buddha glanced at the tree and thought to himself that it was a bird that loved to build a nest in the tree. But he has something right, "Envoy, about the elixir"

Zhong Zhen looked impatient, "You just think about this, did you bring a container?" ”

The Buddha was puzzled, "Containers? ”

"Jade box, jade bottle, you won't have no preparation at all!"

The Buddha was even more puzzled, he usually didn't give a jade bottle directly, could it be that this new envoy was so stingy that he couldn't even give up a bottle.

In desperation, he took out an empty jade bottle.

"Open and continue."

Zhong Zhen took out the treasure bag, took out a bottle from the bag, held the bottle in his hand, and poured the red liquid inside into the jade box of the Buddha.

All the magic weapons she used, whether it was the treasure bag or the bottle, they were all products of the Qiankun Mirror. These things are completely invisible to the monks in the outside world.

In the eyes of the Buddha, it was no different from a trick, the envoy took it out of the air, as if taking out a thing, and then refining the main flavor of the elixir, this red juice with a faint sweet fragrance poured out of the hand of the banshee cultivator.

The herbs are the same as usual, but they seem to be a little more intense.

It seems that each of the envoys is different. The first place has the thinnest medicinal herbs, the second one is slightly better, and this one is simply giving it as if he doesn't need money.

Sure enough, it is a spirit beast of immortals, and its handwriting is extraordinary. The Buddha sighed, the spirit beasts all want to eat with their mouths open, and they don't know the price of firewood, rice, oil and salt.

As for where the banshee cultivator took out the red juice from, the Buddha guessed that it was probably the demon cultivator's beast sac or something, and it was very strange to look at, and I didn't know what kind of spirit beast she was.

Seeing that the Buddha didn't ask, he put away the jade bottle, thanked him and left, Zhong Zhen was stunned for a moment. She prepared a stomach full of rhetoric, ready to explain the origin of this new main drug, but it turned out to be in vain.

Could it be that the original main medicine is the same as the juice of red fruits?

The effect of the red fruit is only the same, eating it will go crazy and then fall asleep, according to the reaction of the little ghost at the time, he has lost a lot of memories. This thing is very evil, and its only use seems to be to trap people.

Zhong Zhen originally just gave a little casually and asked the Buddha to take it to alchemy. Even if he finds someone to test the medicine, he can't find any problems, and it can be inferred that it is to strengthen the Yuan Shen or something. It would be better if the Buddha took it himself, and when the old monk slept darkly, she would be able to get out.

What a strange thing! Zhong Zhen was shocked in his heart, it seemed that the elixir was definitely not taken by the Buddha himself, but was used to harm others. This old guy is not a good man!

Unexpectedly, the red fruit is the main herb of the elixir.

If this is the case, Zhong Zhen secretly rejoiced in her heart, her identity as an envoy can continue to pretend, and she doesn't have to be too anxious to escape, and slowly fish in troubled waters.

Jumping on the big banyan tree, Zhong Zhen stood at the top of the tree, blocking his figure with dense branches and leaves, and looked into the distance.

The area she was in was supposed to be a so-called ambassador's mansion, with a high wall and no human figure. Outside the wall, there are people coming and going, so it's not lively. I had already swept it with my divine sense before, and there was not half of the Qi refining, at least they were all Zhujin Dan, as if there were still two Yuanying cultivators.

Although the distance is a little far, Zhong Zhen has good eyesight. The black pressed a bunch of people, obviously all of them had hair, and they were not the big temple she had thought before.

The Buddha is an evil person, there is no doubt about this, the "elixir" refined from red fruits, there will be no benefit in eating it.

But you have to be optimistic, Zhong Zhen smiled, don't worry about being chased and shouted and beaten immediately, at least this place is not the Firmament Sword Sect. Judging from the pattern, there are large and small streets and pigeon-cage-like houses, which should be a big city for cultivating immortals.

"Do you want to wait until the evening to find out?" She touched her head, but quickly dismissed the idea.

Since he is an envoy, where is there any need to be so secretive, just go and see it directly. Sneaky and suspicious.

Thinking of this, Zhong Zhen flapped his wings and flew towards the crowded place in front of him.

The distance was not too far, about five miles, and the closer she flew, the more strange she felt, because the monks looked very familiar.

It's all too familiar.

Across the wall, Zhong Zhen already felt that her whole body was hairy.

In the general Xiuxian City, there are all kinds of people coming and going, and there will be extremely many shops, although it is not allowed to sell on the street, or hang too large banners, so as not to block the way. But there is no shortage of eye-catching plaques and the like, and there are always passable-looking friars at the door.

There are two shops here, close to each other, the layout is very large, and the area is not small, and there is no little monk at the door.

That's not all, but the plaque is too simple.

The one on the left has two big words written on it: "Clothing".

The plaque in the other room is similar, with the words "magic weapon". (To be continued.) )