After viewing.

In the shade of a tree.

One iron pot, two mounds of mud.

Pure wood simmering in the natural kitchen.

Make a fire and cook rice.

Chen Bufan took out the Qiankun mirror and looked at his pig's face.

I remember that there is a famous dish on the Internet called pig's head roasted rice.

That's how it came about.

Demon girl, the master will feed you white and fat first, just wait for the autumn.

Once you are happy, you dare to change the sun and the moon into a new day.

Chen Bufan looked at the miserable appearance in the mirror and secretly swore to himself.

Just now, the Qiankun Mirror recovers a little mana and automatically activates it.

With copper as a mirror, the undershirt is finished.

Chen Bufan's mind moved slightly, stored the Qiankun mirror, and filled up a pound of weight.

Click on the interface and study it carefully.

With an additional 50,000 wealth points, the two columns of repair and storage in the magic weapon interface are in an operational state.

Thoughts are touched on the interface.

Displayed separately.

Storage requires 10,000 wealth to increase by one catty.

The repair requires 50,000 Fortune to complete 1%.

This is a multiple-choice question.

However, Chen Bufan's wealth is limited, so he can only choose one of the two.

Storage is the storage space of the magic weapon, which can store non-living items by weight.

The storage is invisible, no heavy carrying, and the function is against the sky.

But it doesn't really work at the moment.

The poor jingle sounds, and the head on his shoulder is all the belongings.

A pound of weight-bearing storage is enough for the Qiankun mirror.

Then choose to fix.

I don't hope to become a god and fly away, I just hope that I can get the strength to catch up with the demon girl.

It's 50,000 oceans.

Point it.

Chen Bufan made a little choice and chose to repair.

Buzz.

The wealth value was cleared, and a treasure light appeared in the sea of self-knowledge, and it did not enter the Qiankun mirror.

'Ding, the repair degree of the Qiankun Mirror is completed by 1%, and the first repair magic weapon will get a Qiankun treasure chest, and you can randomly open a kind of ancient supernatural power, whether to open it or not. ’

Wow.

I'm really the treasure boy.

Others need smoke from ancestral graves to dig treasures, but I only need to open my head.

Open, open it for me right away.

Chen Bufan rubbed his palms excitedly, and in the golden light, he held down the person to the death, and barely let himself pull over.

'Ding, get the martial art "Qiankun Palm", Daozu mastery, taken from the turtle crossing the sea with four feet facing the sky, beginners through the water, such as the turtle soaring shallow bottom Wang Ba crossing, practice to the extreme, palm through the sky, between the hands, ash and ashes, with mana, can release long-range qi gathering attacks. ’

Wow click.

Qiankun palm, can be named after heaven and earth, listening to it is invincible, it is simply a heifer rolling, bullish to the sky.

Witch, your time of death has come.

Chen Bufan turned over, raised his eyebrows, and strode towards the Taoist temple, scribbling left and right, and walked out of the steps that the six relatives did not recognize.

"What, is the meal ready?"

Seeing Chen Bufan rushing back to the Taoist Temple with an evil smile on his face, Long Ling didn't think much about it, got up and walked to the back of the temple.

Leaving Chen Bufan with an incomparably beautiful back, the empty door was exposed.

Come to your senses, witch, I've put up with you for a long time.

Dry!

Female!

...........

'Ding, Qiankun palm enters the state of automatic comprehension. ’

Chen Bufan crossed his palms and sent it out from his waist suddenly, only to kick the door, and fell straight to the ground in the system's prompt sound.

The head is hunched back, the limbs are bent into a figure-seven, and the neck is stretched and begins to crawl slowly.

No, there is no mistake.

The turtle is up.

Said that the good Qiankun palmed.

system, are you serious.

Chen Bufan wanted to scold very much, but a turtle scream came out of his mouth.

The comprehension state of Qiankun Palm makes Chen Bufan's turtle vivid.

"Do you only have dry food to eat, you Sanqingmen really didn't fall to the lower limit, incompetent."

Long Ling brought the whole pot of rice, and saw that Chen Bufan was learning to climb the turtle, so he could only summarize the current Sanqingmen with incompetence.

'Master Zu, the disciple is not incompetent, but powerless. ’

His body was controlled by a strange force, and Chen Bufan couldn't help himself, so he could only let this power instill his limbs and bones.

"It just so happens that this girl is losing weight, so let's eat some dry rice to supplement protein."

Long Ling wanted to look down at his waist, but his vision was blocked by his chest, so he had to stretch his neck and pinch his slender waist.

I'll go.

That's all there is to lose weight.

The big is big and the thin is thin, the circle is a cylinder and a column, and he is simply the first person in the fat world.

The figure is so good, I really don't know which one to cheapen.

Chen Bufan stretched out his neck and looked at the blocked ball in a daze, his saliva flooded, like an old man looking at the moon.

"By the way, you haven't eaten yet."

Seeing that Chen Bufan's saliva was dripping, Long Ling pulled for a while before throwing the iron pot in front of Chen Bufan.

Bang.

The iron pot fell to the ground.

Chen Bufan's chest was pressed against his back for a long time, and he hurriedly stretched his head into the nest, and when he looked at it, he almost cried.

In order to meet the upcoming treasure hunt, Chen Bufan deliberately cooked most of the pot of rice.

At this moment, except for the pot, the grain of rice is not touched.

The demon girl actually said that she only ate a little, in order to lose weight.

Are you still human.

Chen Bufan complained frantically, and had to stretch out his tongue to lick the pot for the sake of his unhappy stomach, but his neck jumped violently and knocked over the iron pot on his back.

"Well, with the iron pot, you are more like Wang Bajing than our turtle spirit."

Long Ling nodded appreciatively and gave a very high evaluation.

Chen Bufan: "🐢🐢🐢🐢🐢"

............

Return to the Fountain of Youth.

Zhou Yong looked at the four workers lying on the ground, his face was gloomy and uncertain.

All four workers were lying on their sides on the dam.

His eyes were round, his eyes were silver, his face was smiling, and there were undried water stains on the corners of his mouth, but he was not breathing.

There were no wounds on the body either.

"Boss, their death is the same as Sister Ling's, it's that black shadow!"

After Long Zhen inspected the four corpses, he looked at the spring with a cautious expression.

The Fountain of Youth, which had been emptied of nearly half of the water, was unusually strange as the surging water burst out of the gap, and the water surface continued to whirlpool, as if something was breathing underwater.

"It's different, the dragon spirits walk peacefully, they carry desire."

Zhou Yong turned the Buddha beads on his wrist, and a faint flash of inspiration appeared, reflecting his face more and more gloomy.

"What to do with the corpse, boss."

Long Zhen took a deep breath, her face instantly returned to normal, she had been professionally trained, and her sisters had long been afraid of what they meant.

"With corpse water, there are so many people in Chun County, and it's normal for a few to be missing."

Zhou Yong didn't see any clues, but he had an extra layer of fear for the Fountain of Youth, and it was beyond his cognition that he could kill people in invisible things.

Long Zhen and the two daughters glanced at each other, and took out an eye medicine bottle-like potion bottle from two o'clock, dripped it into the mouths of the four corpses, and within a moment, the corpses dissolved into pus and flowed into the Fountain of Youth.

As the corpse liquid fell in, the yin wind swept in the spring water, the turbid waves rolled, and a black shadow swept rapidly from the bottom of the spring, and the frightened Zhou Yong retreated a few steps wildly, almost falling off the spring dam.

However, the second daughter of Long Zhen suddenly pulled out a dagger and protected it in front of Zhou Yong.

"Boss, it's this black shadow, do you want to do it."

Long Zhendai's eyebrows were upside down, and she had a great grudge against this black shadow that attacked and killed the dragon spirit, and when she saw it appear, she took the initiative to ask for help.

"Don't rush, go back first."

Zhou Yong held the Buddha beads on his wrist, after all, he didn't have the courage to step forward, and an anxious look appeared on his face.

is obviously a treasure in front of him, but this monster has blocked his way to wealth.

"Boss, Huang Mao called, saying that the person had received it."

A man in a suit behind him took the phone and finally gave Zhou Yong a slightly calming message.

"Let's go, go back first."

Zhou Yong breathed a sigh of relief and took the lead to walk down the mountain, leaving no moment.

"Boss, why do you have to wait for him?"

Long Zhen gritted her silver teeth, unwilling.

"He has killed demons, and I, too, have just seen a demon shadow."

Zhou Yong sighed, for this person, he was not just waiting, he was completely begging.