Three days passed in a flash.

In the upper room of the drunken immortal, Bai Tu sat cross-legged on the couch.

The four hands swayed one after another, and the aura of heaven and earth circled around the two bodies, and then they entered Bai Tu's clone in one go.

Since the white painting body has reached a bottleneck, there is no point in continuing to practice, so he has been acting as a coolie for the past few days.

After about a quarter of an hour, the light around Bai Tu's palms suddenly brightened.

"Eight Grades !!"

This is another step away from the advanced junior magician, and Bai Tu couldn't help but be full of joy.

But the next moment, Bai Tu was puzzled.

"Is my advance speed a little too fast?It is said that the rapid improvement of this realm will leave sequelae, but so far there is no feeling of discomfort, but there is an indescribable refreshment、、、

After a long time, Bai Tu revealed a clear color.

"But I have some gains and losses, where would this ordinary person find such a subtle Maple Sparrow Breathing Technique, and unexpectedly obtained hundreds of spars, plus two bodies at the same time、、、

As for the realm issue, I am afraid that it depends on the "past life". ”

In his previous life, he was already ranked among the third-level demon beasts, equivalent to the high-level magicians of this world.

Although there are differences between the two methods of breathing and the veins of the body, the perception of the elements of heaven and earth is still similar.

But thinking of this, Bai Tu's doubts couldn't help but get even stronger.

"That's not right, this thirty years is a third-level demon beast, how can this be !!?"

If you change to a human with mediocre magical talent, it is reasonable to cultivate to a high-level magician in thirty years, but you must know that the cultivation speed of demon beasts is extremely slow, and because of this, their perception of heaven and earth far exceeds that of humans in the same realm, and some alien demon beasts can even leapfrog the enemy class、、、

"What kind of existence was my past life?"

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Just when Bai Tu was puzzled, there was a sound of footsteps, and immediately, he had to temporarily suppress this question in his heart.

The knock on the door seemed a little hurried, and Bai Tu's heart moved, and after a short while, he shouted, "Come in."

Shopkeeper He pushed open the door and trotted in, and when he saw Bai Tu on the bedside, his eyes widened.

The white coat was disheveled, and he wore only one shoe, and he was looking at him with a sleepy-eyed look.

"Shopkeeper He, what's so urgent?"

Shopkeeper He thought to himself, "Sure enough, the mud can't support the wall, obviously I have repeatedly warned him, let him be clever these days, this is all three poles and he is still so lazy, if it weren't for that money, Lao Tzu would do this for you?"

Shopkeeper He was a little helpless, and then regardless of whether Bai Tu was awake or not, he put his head close to his ear, covered his mouth with his hand and muttered softly.

After a while, Shopkeeper He stood up, "The villain's ability is limited, and there is only so much he can do, as for what the son does, it has nothing to do with me." ”

"The elder brother is really righteous, and the younger brother has nothing to repay, so this should be regarded as a reward. ”

Bai Tu was silent for a moment, then took out a small bag in his arms and threw it to Shopkeeper He, and then hurriedly tidied up his clothes under Shopkeeper He's puzzled gaze and went out.

"This boy, hey!"

Shopkeeper He sighed lightly and opened the bag, and then couldn't help but open his eyes, only to see that there were no less than forty or fifty gold coins in the bag.

After a long time, the shopkeeper He came to his senses, shook his head and said, "Hate is no longer born of a wealthy family." ”

Then he put away the money bag and walked downstairs humming a little song with a spring breeze on his face.

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In the dark alleys of the streets, three fierce men surrounded a middle-aged man with swords in hand.

"Look at a few brothers who act like the dragon gang, I don't know what to say?"

The middle-aged man held the sword in front of his chest, and he didn't seem to pay attention to the three people in front of him at all.

"Haha, Wang Huzi has good eyesight, since you have seen through it, you might as well open the skylight and say something bright, and I will wait for a few people to come and borrow something from you on the order of the deputy hall master. ”

One of the three big men stepped forward and snorted.

"Hehe, I don't know which deputy hall master it is?"

The middle-aged man's face became cold, and he said with some mockery: "My Wang Huzi has a little friendship with the leader of your gang, if you leave quickly, for the sake of the face of the Jiang gang leader, you can spare the lives of the three of you." ”

The big man shouted a little impatiently: "Less nonsense, to pay or not to pay?"

The middle-aged man's expression became stronger, and he pulled out his sword and said horizontally in front of him: "Since this is the case, let's see the real chapter under my hand!"

"Give it to me!"

With a shout from the big man, the four of them quickly became entangled together.

The swords and swords were mixed with the sound of shouting, and the four of them were evenly matched, and it was difficult to separate.

Bai Tu stood on top of the eaves, looking at the scene below and couldn't help but show a strange look.

According to what the shopkeeper said, if you want to enter this black market, you need a token-shaped token, and this token Shopkeeper He has never seen it, let alone where it came from.

But under the temptation of money, Shopkeeper He has been unprecedentedly agitated in the past few days, and he has been constantly paying attention to various rumors.

Finally, the hard work paid off, on this day, several people from the rivers and lakes dined in the drunken fairy building, and after drinking, they inadvertently said that Wang Huzi was about to participate in the black market and so on.

Wang Huzi is also a generation of chivalrous people in Dingyuan County, and the people are not strangers.

Then Shopkeeper He hurriedly informed Bai Tu of the matter, and told Wang Huzi's address, habits, etc.

After Bai Tu determined that this person was Wang Huzi after several twists and turns, he followed all the way, and calculated whether he would rob him if he did not agree with the exchange of money.

Who knew that before Bai Tu could make a decision, these big men jumped out, and then this scene happened.

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This king's beard is really strong, and he overwhelmed the three early-stage people with the realm of the middle stage of the martial artist, not only did not fall behind at all, but instead defeated the three of them.

At this moment, a trace of pain flashed in one of the big men's eyes, and then he felt a steel ball the size of a fingernail on his chest, and threw it at the middle-aged man like this.

The middle-aged man's face flashed with contempt, and the sword in his hand hit the steel ball with great precision.

But the big man who shot before looked at Wang Huzi sarcastically, as if he was looking at a dead man.

When the king's beard was a little unclear, the steel ball suddenly shattered, and then a bright red powdery substance sprinkled all over his body.

The next moment, Wang's beard, who was still showing his might, was covered in blood, and he fell directly after a few breaths.

"Stone Apricot !!"

When Bai Tu saw this scene, he couldn't help but exclaim.