Xingfeng and Yibai chatted in a few words on the side, and somehow they talked about the Venerable Master Yongqing.

"Next month is the 100th birthday banquet of the master, and I will go out of the mountain in a few days to find some elixirs to cure cold. What do you have to piggyback on, and when you come back, you pass by Sioux City. ”

Yibai heard Uncle Wang say that Sioux City is the capital of mortals, and it is the most lively and rich.

"What disease did the Venerable Master Yongqing have?"

Uncle Wang paid attention to Brother Yan's enlightenment, and did not forget to listen to the dialogue between Yibai Xiaoyou and Xingfeng, he could always grasp the key points in his words.

If the Venerable Master Yongqing was seriously ill, then his birthday gift would have been avoided.

"When the master practiced in the cave last year, his limbs were cold, and he was very cold, and he occasionally had cold pain in his abdomen recently, thinking that the loss of essence and blood was serious, and he had taken a lot of pills, so I wanted to find some good ones to make a birthday gift before his old birthday."

Xingfeng thought that the master had become more and more mysterious recently, and he didn't like to be lively, so he always hid in the palace alone, and the master said that he was a cultivator who had risen, and the essence and blood of his body could not keep up.

"Do you have occasional tremors?"

"How do you know?"

"This is a change in the victory of yin and yang, and it has nothing to do with essence and blood."

"I also hope that Yibai Immortal Friends will guide the villain one or two, and if you can cure the master, you must be grateful."

Xingfeng heard that Yibai knew about this disease, otherwise he would not have said the pain of the master's troubles, and if he got rid of this stubborn disease, it would be the best birthday gift.

"The wind has lifted me, but I only know a little bit about it, and I don't know if it works."

Uncle Wang felt that Yibai Xiaoyou was hiding it, since she knew that it could be cured.

Until Xingfeng got Yibai's guidance and left, the words and tricks had not broken out of the Taoism, and Uncle Wang couldn't leave alone, so he could only find a topic to talk to Yibai.

"Yibai Xiaoyou, who is the Venerable Master Yongqing?"

"It's not a big deal, it's the disease of yin sheng, presumably caused by the Venerable Master's perennial retreat, coldness and improper rest."

"That little friend's admonition to avoid cold food and not to retreat and practice for a year, is it really true?"

Yibai didn't dare to say that this would be a complete cure, but he just guessed that these immortal cultivators were in retreat for more than a month, and they didn't even pay attention to eating, drinking, and preventing the cold, and they couldn't sleep normally, as long as they returned to their true nature, the harmony of yin and yang would be effective.

"I'm sure there, after all, I still have a backup move."

As soon as Uncle Wang slapped his thigh, he knew that Yibai Xiaoyou could be so simple.

Words and opportunities in the artistic conception of Taoism, at this time is already exhausted, before cultivating immortals, he was a Taoist priest of Taoism, he respected life, revered nature, how did he go through such a scene?

In the artistic conception, he is a heavenly soldier wearing armor, holding a three-pointed two-edged knife, killing all directions on the shore of Ruoshui, at first he only knew how to dodge, and refused to charge forward, who knew that his partners in armor around him died under the sharp weapons of demons in order to protect themselves, and when the last familiar face fell at his feet, he finally had red eyes and raised his knife.

It was like a flood that had opened a floodgate, and it never stopped. The demon in his heart had been born, and he only felt that his path of cultivating immortals was over, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Uncle Wang's artistic conception is his own lack of Taoism, and the opportunity is his inner demon.

A person who has never killed a living person, because of Wen Tun's kindness, can also generate a gentle knife, often with good intentions to kill people, today is to let him see the demons in his heart and break through himself.

He slaughtered the demons with his blades held high, and then slew the spirit beasts of those demons, and when he saw that the more he killed, the more wanton he became, his knife stopped on the top of the head of a demon beast.

This is a barge horse, with a white body and a black tail, tiger teeth and claws, I heard that it can eat tigers and leopards, but this one is locked by a pair of pipas and locks the ribs.

Yan Chuji was shocked by this barge horse, bloodstained chest, no matter how fierce the species, in front of the strong, can only be reduced to a slave, and what is the difference between himself and the demon who killed at this time.

He threw away the knife in his hand, and the last of his strength was used to pull the pair of lute locks, and the barge looked back at him three times before leaving.

It is right to fear life, but it does not mean that he has to acquiesce to the natural laws of the jungle, at least in the future, he will not be indifferent.

Yan Chuji came back to his senses and found that he was already in Brother Wang's hole, and the clothes on his body had already been soaked with sweat.

"Brother Yan, congratulations! I think your promotion to the Qingxia level is just around the corner. ”

Yan Chuji knew that he had realized the Tao, and after he went back, he practiced a little bit of spiritual energy, and this promotion was not a problem, but he hadn't figured out why he suddenly realized the Tao today.

"Brother Wang, what am I?"

"Brother Yan has a chance, what do you think of that Yibai little friend?"

"Yibai Immortal Friend? I can't feel her aura, and I feel her unpredictable......"

"By the way, this matter is silent, today you can see that I have been promoted, this is all thanks to this little friend, so I decided not to ring the bell and guard this great opportunity."

After listening to the old king's explanation, he still felt that he was in the fog, and this Yibai Xiaoyou was really the unborn master?

He relieved his mind a little, and after saying goodbye to Brother Wang, he went back to the cave of Lanxia Rank alone.

Xingfeng got a good prescription from Yibai, turned his head back to Wangxian Palace, and told Master Chi Yanxing about the method of treating Shizun's hidden disease.

Chi Yanxing thought about it all night, and finally decided to give it a try, after all, this method does not damage cultivation, and it does not consume spiritual energy, in case that strange female cultivator can be cured.

Seeing that there was still half a moon left on the birthday of the Venerable Master Yongqing, the monks of various sects and sects had recently come from the sky, and Xianxia Mountain was once lively.

At first, Yibai felt a little noisy, and he couldn't even sleep lazy. But later, I don't know when, the market behind the mountain was relocated to both sides of the winding mountain road one after another.

This time, she didn't feel bored, she had to go shopping every once in a while, and she didn't have to walk another morning on the mountain road to change the leaves.

"If only I could keep it."

Qi Ling'er picked out unknown vegetables, and muttered about the convenience of shopping now.

"Miss, Uncle Wang said that the passages of each immortal step will be opened in two days, and we will be able to walk around casually."

Yibai guessed that among the people who came to congratulate Yongqing on his birthday, there must be people who walked the mountain road, so he opened the mountain gate widely, so that the scattered cultivation of Xianxia Mountain could also communicate freely, which could be regarded as the former emperor's amnesty for the world.

"Miss, I've bought it, let's go back."

Bringing Qi Ling'er out to buy vegetables, Yibai was silent all the way, seeing that the monks from the outside world were gathering more and more, except for a set of grappling techniques, he didn't even have any weapons for self-defense.

The protagonist's aura is useful.,A left hook from a monk can game over.。

Yibai has reason to suspect that the system was instructed by his own vinegar jar, which is revenge.

Fortunately, in the rewards distributed together with the "Yellow Emperor's Neijing" last time, there is also a large box of silver needles, or go back to practice the rainstorm pear flower needle.

The master and servant walked down the mountain road one after the other, Qi Ling'er followed the little daughter-in-law who was quite angry, and she didn't know why Yibai didn't care about herself today, so she didn't bother her.

"You dare to come out and set up a stall without Lingyu, it's about to be harvested, don't delay the harvest."

Yibai walked with his head down, blocked by the people standing in front of him watching the excitement, and he could see Zhang Mazi commanding and shouting at someone from a distance.

"Miss, it's Zhang Mazi, let's go around."

"Wherever you go, this is the way."

Qi Ling'er originally wanted to quietly stick to the other side with Yibai, but Yibai was not in a good mood at this time, and she didn't follow her wishes, so she continued to walk angrily.

"Let's make it."

Yibai's voice attracted Zhang Mazi's attention, and he didn't care about the person who hadn't paid the rent, so he hurriedly stepped forward to say hello.

"Don't come unharmed, the villain has greeted you."

It's not a minion, who invited himself!

"Ah, good!"

Ignoring Zhang Mazi, who was standing behind him with his fists clenched, Yibai left without looking.

Masters have tempers, he comforted himself. Shi then continued to collect the spirit jade.

"What kind of goods are you, I guess I can't hand in enough spirit jade in a day, take it, it's very in the way here."

Zhang Mazi scolded the unkempt young man, and kicked his goods.

"Zhang Mazi."

Who dared to call the name of the master so boldly, anger surged, Zhang Mazi was just about to go crazy, and he recognized that this was Lord Yibai who had just walked by, why did she come back again?

"My lord, what do you command?"

"How much spirit jade do you need to set up a stall in this Zixia Terrace realm?"

"Lord Hui, you need five spirit jades!"

"Oh? How did I hear that there are only three of them in the Lanxia Rank! ”

Zhang Mazi's sweat came down when he was in order, yes, those who received three spirit jade in the Lanxia Rank, when the Red Lord assigned it, asked him to receive a spirit jade in the Zixia Rank, didn't he want to earn some money from it, he was sure that these people were not qualified to jump feet, so he became unscrupulous.

"My lord, maybe the villain made a mistake, when I go back and ask Lord Xingfeng to come back and collect it, the villain will go down first."

Want to run?

"Stop, don't ask, I know, it's just a spirit jade, let's change it today."

Yibai didn't pretend to be sick with B, but it was true, she also wanted to sell some in-demand goods at the stall before, such as making some toothbrushes and slippers to sell in the market, but she was lazy and didn't do it, but she first asked Uncle Wang about the rules, and then she knew a lot about the rent collected in the market.

"This, this ......"

"What, do you want to make the entire Yongqing faction aware of your blatant high rent?"

In the face of Yibai's threat Zhang Mazi is meaningless, his cheek is not practiced in a day or two, at most he will be whipped, what he cares about is that Yibai is not an ordinary casual cultivator, and the master of the wind has an explanation.

"My lord, spare my life, change it, change it today, just a piece of spiritual jade."

There was a burst of cheers from the crowd, most of them were monks who had just entered the Zixia Rank, most of them had no resources to practice because of embarrassment, so they had to come out to replace the resources, and now they can save two pieces of spirit jade, which is simply a great opportunity.

"Well, with so many witnesses, you can't play tricks."

Yibai looked at Zhang Mazi coldly, making him shrink his neck in fright.

Is he so stumbling, it makes people feel cold in the bottom of their hearts? No, the grandmother of the food stall said that she was a beauty with an ancient charm.