At the end of the man's speech, the anger on his face had disappeared without a trace.

He didn't know what he thought, and his eyes were a little sad.

His face was calm, as if he had hidden everything under that ugly face.

After saying that, he turned his head to look into the distance, his eyes were far away, and he didn't know what he was looking at.

Jun Wuji inexplicably felt that this person was very pitiful.

Maybe his current appearance looks terrifying, but if you look closely, it is not difficult to find that his original facial features should be very good.

Perhaps many years ago, he was also a handsome and excellent man, but later he was greatly changed, his face and voice were disfigured, and he became the shocking ugliness he is now.

She couldn't help but say, "If I can do it, I will help you cultivate that ninth-order elixir." ”

Hearing this, the man couldn't help but turn his head and looked at her with a complicated gaze: "Do you know how difficult it is to cultivate a ninth-order elixir?"

If the ninth-order elixir were to grow naturally, it would take at least thousands of years to mature. If a spirit planter cultivates it, even if it is a ninth-order spirit planter, it will take decades or even hundreds of years. ”

He looked at Jun Wuji fixedly, "This ninth-order elixir I want is the best among them, I'm afraid it will take hundreds of years to be able to cultivate successfully." Are you really sure you're willing to do me a favor?"

Jun Wuji also looked at him, his gaze did not dodge: "If you can teach me and help me become a ninth-order spirit planter, I should also help you cultivate this ninth-order elixir." ”

The implication was that if the man's professor was not enough for her to become a ninth-order spirit planter, she would naturally not help with this.

When the man heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and suddenly laughed: "I really didn't read it wrong, you girl is a ghost!"

is obviously full of heart and eyes, and wants to pretend to be an innocent and ignorant doll.

You look like this, and I don't know how many people you have deceived. That disciple before was deceived by your well-behaved appearance, right?"

Jun Wuji looked at him warily.

The man smiled and shook his head: "You don't have to be so wary of me, all I want is that ninth-order elixir." As long as you can help me, I don't care what kind of person you are. ”

After speaking, he paused, and then continued: "Since you are willing to help me, I can't be too stingy, from today on, you will live in this elixir garden."

I am nameless, and you can call me nameless senior from now on. I will announce to the public that I have accepted you as a disciple, and I don't have to worry about someone bullying you in the future.

There is a spirit gathering array here, and the aura is much richer than outside, and it is even better than the ghost place where you live, I don't know how much. ”

Jun Wuji raised his eyebrows: "Is this true? ”

"How can I regret such a trivial matter?"

Nameless said categorically, but only one night had passed, and he regretted it!

Jun Wuji absorbed too much aura when he was cultivating, and the elixirs he planted couldn't grow well!

But his words have already been spoken, and it is really hard to regret it.

In the end, Nameless simply occupied a large piece of land next door to his medicine garden, put it under Jun Wuji's name, and built a dormitory for Jun Wuji and arranged the formation.

In this way, Jun Wuji can live in this elixir garden forever, and he will no longer seriously harm his precious spirit plant like before.

What no one knew was that on the night that Jun Wuji lived in the Elixir Garden, Ji Qiuxiang died quietly in Chu Xiong's Qunfang Garden, and even the corpse was completely disposed of, leaving nothing behind.

In the blink of an eye, nine years have passed.