The outside is a small hut, but the interior is completely different, and almost everything is decorated with gold and silver carvings, which can be called a gold house.

Building his own house into a gold house is enough to show how much Miaomu Sanren likes gold and silver, and it is normal to ask people for 100,000 taels of gold and 1 million taels of silver.

At first glance, Wang Shi didn't pay much attention to it. After all, it is understandable that Miaomu Sanren has some weird hobbies. But when he took a second look, he realized that something was wrong.

Just as far as the golden teacup in front of you is concerned, there is no big difference from ordinary teacups. However, Wang Shi's other heavenly shadows had already undergone a metamorphosis, and it was enough to see the slightest detail of the feathers, even if it was the slightest difference in the feathers.

The surface of anything is rough and uneven, and there is no such thing as absolute smoothness.

However, Wang Shi did not find any flaws on the surface of the cup, Wang Shi turned the other heavenly shadows, and made the subtlety ten times more subtle, but still did not find any flaws.

"Sit down. Miaomu Santo said.

Wang Shi was slightly surprised, but he immediately came back to his senses and sat down opposite Miaomu Sanren.

Miaomu Sanren glanced at Wang Shi contemptuously and said, "The sharp edge is the fate of an early death." ”

Judging from his previous behavior, this Miaomu Sanren is probably the master who despises everything, and Wang Shi is not the master who is despised, and when the two come together, they must be like swords clashing.

Wang Shi said: "How many people in this world are dying? I will live well until I don't want to live." ”

Miaomu Sanren sneered and said, "It's not like you can do whatever you want, if you don't want to die all the time, can you really not die?"

Wang Shi smiled and said: "If everything in this world has been decided, the success or failure of life and death has been decided, and everything proceeds according to the original trajectory, then what is the point of human life? If I don't want to die, I will definitely fight." ”

Miaomu Sanren rolled his eyes and said, "You really deserve to die early. ”

Wang Shi was not annoyed, but said with a smile: "I am past the age of early death, and a hundred years of life is enough for me." ”

Generally speaking, the lifespan of a practitioner is extraordinarily long. It is normal for people in the Qi Sea Realm to live for two or three hundred years, and the lifespan of the Xuan Realm can also reach five or six hundred years, and as for the Whole One Realm, they can live to a thousand years old. The old monsters of the Divine Hidden Realm will not wither easily.

"Summer insects can't speak ice. Miyoki Santo continued to scoff.

The Wang Shi in front of him is too sharp, piercing people's eyes, which makes people very uncomfortable. The wood is beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy it, and the gun will shoot the first bird, which is an unchanging law for thousands of years. To be a man, you must always be appropriately tactful at some point, if you don't understand people, your steps will be full of crises.

Especially the old man who has seen through the world, he hates the sharp-edged teenager the most.

Wang Shi smiled and did not continue to refute. Besides, but he has to fight with the old monster in front of him who looks like a child but is actually an old monster who has lived for an unknown number of years, who would have expected him to burst out and beat people?

"Boy, it's none of my business that you're crazy outside, but here, this is my territory, you have to lie down if it's a tiger, and you have to coil down if it's a dragon. ”

"Naturally, I still can't beat you. Wang Shi said very calmly.

"It's good to know. "Miaomu Sanren took a piece of gold, carved it for himself, and left Wang Shi in his place, and ignored him no more.

Wang Shi sat quietly, waiting for the orders of Miaomu Sanren.

Three thousand avenues, different paths lead to the same end, and in the end, it is nothing more than exploring what the truth of this world is. Even if the Miaomu Sanren in front of him did not exude the slightest spiritual pressure, Wang Shi knew that he was not half sure of defeating him, and he didn't even have the strength to threaten the other party.

This small golden house is completely built by the people of Miaomusan, and there is no flaw in every place, which requires the control of spiritual power to be subtle to the extreme.

For example, there are all chess pieces on the nineteen chessboards, then nineteen chessboards put together, and then nineteen chessboard squares put together, and so on, until the entire Eastern Immortal Domain is covered.

The entire Eastern Immortal Domain is a small golden cup or golden teapot in front of you, and a chess piece is the smallest unit among them, and there is nothing wrong with it.

The manipulation of spiritual power has reached an unheard of extreme, and it can even be said that this has reached a convenient extreme, which is very close to the truest essence of the world.

Even if Wang Shi practiced for fifty years, he didn't dare to say that he had reached such a realm. If it weren't for the fact that he had just heard about the "Needle Cutting Technique", Wang Shi really didn't believe that there were people in the world who could control spiritual power to such a degree.

The Miaomu Sanren in front of him should be one of the three people who completed the "Needle Cutting Technique".

If you can control the slightest spiritual power in this world, then you can easily invade other people's bodies, and others will not be aware of them at all, just like the pain caused by a mosquito bite is not perceptible enough to kill them.

In the face of such an opponent, Wang Shi categorically had no ability to resist, who could assert that now the subtle spiritual power of Miaomu Sanren had not infiltrated Wang Shi's body, and had already choked his throat?

Miaomu Sanren stopped talking, completely immersed in his own world, ignoring Wang Shi's existence. Wang Shi didn't bother, just looked at the gold here, as if he had to find a little flaw in it.

Gradually, both of them immersed themselves in their own worlds.

Time flew by in the silence of the two of them, both of whom looked at what they were doing with great care, ignoring each other's presence.

......

Zhao Wenqi entered the empty valley with Tang Tian and the others, and there were many doubts in his heart, but he believed Wang Shi's, and walked towards the conspicuous small firewood courtyard.

"Big brother, do you see that little medicine boy's cultivation?" Tang Tian asked impatiently, and secretly glanced behind him, for fear that another small pebble would fly over and hit his head.

Zhao Wenqi pondered for a moment, shook his head, and said, "Since the junior brother finally found him, then it proves that he is a Miaomu Sanren, and it is not surprising that his cultivation is high enough." ”

Hit Tang Tian's head twice, Zhao Wenqi obviously saw the stone, but he had a feeling that he couldn't stop it, and he could already deduce that the other party's cultivation was too much more than himself.

Tang Tian thought for a moment and said, "That's right, if this little old man's cultivation is not high and terrifying, how can he not give the king face and just block it? Only when the real cultivation is supporting him can he have the confidence to speak." To be able to keep the king out of the door, it should be the strength above the Divine Hidden Realm!"

"What's above the Divine Hidden Realm?"

"It's really not clear, the world only knows the hidden gods, and the realms above are collectively called 'legendary fairylands', as for how the upper realms are divided, I'm afraid they can only be known after breaking through the hidden realms. ”

Zhao Wenqi said: "Don't think about it, the most important thing now is the problem of our injuries, and it's better to talk less later." The people here are very strange, don't offend them, after all, we are here to ask for help. ”

Tang Tianshen nodded approvingly, and said in his heart: "That little medicine boy at the door is obviously a Miaomu Sanren, and he has to pretend to be a boy, and he loves money so much, he is simply the strangest person! ”

Soon, the four of them came to Xiaochai Courtyard and went in to see Nan Huaile and a woman and the real little medicine boy.

The woman smiled at everyone and said, "I'm Ah Zhi, the granddaughter of Miaomusan, and this is the medicine boy of Miaomusan, just call him Xiaoba." ”

The old man, who was already over 100 years old, naturally didn't want these extremely young people to call him Xiaoba like this, it would really insult his reputation. You must know that when he usually comes, he pretends to be a Miaomu Sanren, but he is treated with courtesy by the major kings, how can he endure the contempt of these juniors now?

However, Ah Zhi's slap was really powerful, and Xiao Hachi had to accept this title even if he was reluctant in his heart.

Everyone laughed in their hearts for a while, and they all held back with a good understanding.

Tang Tian looked at the woman in front of him carefully, and said in his heart: "I really said it, there is really a woman here, she looks pretty good, and next, she will probably develop a relationship with that guy Wang Shi." Since ancient times, there have been many heroes and beautiful women, and they are really enviable!"

Ah Zhi glanced at Tang Tian, suddenly smiled, and then walked over, grabbed Tang Tian's vein, and said, "This little brother, is there anything uncomfortable on his body?"

A warm current suddenly came from his wrist, and the faint pain on his body suddenly softened, and Tang Tian said excitedly: "The girl is worthy of being famous, and she actually gave my pain to ...... with one hand."

However, before Tang Tian's words could be finished, a strange feeling spread throughout his body like an electric current, itching and painful, and it made it impossible to grasp where it was, even if he cut it with a knife, he might not be able to find that root. That feeling really kills people.

Tang Tian's feet immediately cocked, the expressions on his whole face were entangled, and he hurriedly said, "Girl, let go, let go...... Ah, it's so itchy, it hurts......"

Zhao Wenqi was taken aback, but found that Tang Tian did not have a life and death crisis, but was just being teased. Although they were in the same group as Tang Tian, seeing this remark, there was still a smile on the corner of everyone's mouth.

"Do you feel comfortable now?"

"It's so itchy and painful...... Girl, I beg you, let me go......"

"And now?"

"Comfortable, comfortable, begging the girl to let go. ”

Ah Zhi let go with satisfaction, glanced at Tang Tian, and then walked back to his seat and said to everyone: "The injuries on your body are not light, if you want to be treated, you can't be too urgent, for the time being, stay here for three days, and I will solve the problems on your body one by one." ”

"Thank you, Miss Azhi. ”

"No thanks, you guys go down with Xiaoba to rest first, and I'll sort out your condition first. ”

Tang Tian fled in a hurry, glanced at Miss Azhi, but saw her inexplicable smile, and suddenly a stir in his heart was aroused, and he no longer had any thoughts.

After everyone arrived at the residence, Zhao Wenqi asked, "Tang Tian, why did you provoke Miss Azhi, so that people used tricks against you as soon as they came up?"

Tang Tian muttered: "I didn't do anything, you all watched, I just stood there, how can I do something?"

Zhao Wenqi smiled and said, "Then why did Miss Azhi only shoot at you?"

"I just slandered a few words, thinking that Wang Shi really had an affair when he went there. I didn't expect that Ah Zhi to be able to hear it, which was really strange. I speak in my heart, and she can hear me?"

"Haha, the Miaomu people of the empty valley are famous, and they must have cultivation that ordinary people don't know, you better be honest and don't provoke at will. ”

"These three people in the hollow valley are really strange. It's just that I don't know what kind of trouble Wang Shi will receive when he goes to the little old man in the valley. ”

"Don't worry, the little junior brother will always have his way to solve the problem. ”

Tang Tian nodded, lay on the bed, looked up to the sky and said, "Sit and wait to solve the problem of this body, hehe, wait for Lao Tzu to get better......"

You must go back to Tang's house and find out the person who stabbed Lao Tzu in the back!

Even without Wang Shi's help, Tang Tian's overlord armor was enough to fight against the powerhouses at the peak of the whole realm. Tang Tian is not a woman of any kindness, he knows the cruelty of this world, and he will repay it with cruelty.

......

Unconsciously half a day has passed, the sky is getting dark, Ah Zhi brought all the food, Zhao Wenqi and others also came to see it, but they didn't bother Wang Shi, just looked at it from a distance and left.

Although Zhao Wenqi and the others didn't know what the specific situation was, they all faintly noticed that Wang Shi's illness was not light, and their own illness was far from needing to come to a strong person like Miaomu Sanren for treatment.

Has the illness in the little junior brother really reached such a serious point?

It is not unreasonable to think about it, at the age of twenty, he has reached the Divine Hidden Realm, and he has enough weapons to threaten the king, if he doesn't pay any price, it is really untrue.

Wang Shi and Miaomu Sanren didn't notice that anyone had come here, and they were all immersed in their own affairs, one was carving gold, and the other was observing gold, which was quite like two people fighting Zen, seeing who would lose if they moved first.

The people were not surprised by such a thing, and after a glance they went back, and rested early. In their hearts, Wang Shi didn't need anyone's worries at all, he seemed to be able to do everything well.

Only Nan Huaile slowly paced when no one was around, came to the outside of the small hut, quietly looked at the third child for a while, and said in his heart: "If you learn the art of skewering needles, you will probably be able to temporarily solve the illness in the third child's body." Miaomu Sanren, this problem you have may be difficult for others, but it will not be too difficult for the third child. ”

With unparalleled confidence in the third child, Nan Huaile walked back and no longer had any worries to sleep.

Standing in the firewood courtyard, she could see the small thatched hut from a distance, Miss Ah Zhi narrowed her apricot blossom eyes slightly, and looked at the two people who were facing each other with interest.

"Boss, what are you looking at?" Hachi, who had white hair, asked respectfully.

"The old man is playing his sorcery!"

"What is Master selling?"

"The art of skewering needles. ”

"What is Master doing with this thing?"

"You're so stupid!"

Xiao Ba pondered for a long time, and suddenly a stunned look appeared on his face, and asked, "Does the master want to teach the other party the art of cutting needles?"

"Otherwise, what is the effort to show people what to do? The old man is not full of food and has nothing to do. ”

"Isn't Master crazy?" As soon as he finished speaking, Hachi lowered his head in shame and confessed: "Damn it, damn it, I was disrespectful to Master." ”

Miss Ah Zhi laughed and said, "Xiaoba, you are good, but you are too stubborn, there is no little flexibility, if you say it in the world, you are pedantic in reading." It's just a bad old man, and he pretends to be delicate. ”

"The Divine Theory of the Predecessors, how can it be changed at will? Besides, respecting the teacher and respecting the Tao is not a matter of course?" Xiao Hachi defended unconvinced.

Ah Zhi smiled and said, "Let me ask you, how did the saint come here?"

"Heaven's Fall!"

"A fool is a man, a demon is a man, and a saint is a man!"

Xiao Hachi thought about it for a long time, his face turned red, and he said angrily: "Boss, you say I'm a fool!"

Miss Azhi laughed.

Xiao Hachi quickly lost his breath, looked into the distance, and said: "How can Master teach others the 'art of cutting needles'? Throughout the ages, Master is one of only three people, and besides, who else can learn the 'art of cutting needles'? Don't say that it takes three days to demonstrate, even if it is three or thirty years, how can anyone learn it?"

Miss Ah Zhi said, "Don't you believe it?"

Xiao Hachi puffed up his chest and said instructively: "This is simply impossible, no matter who it is, it is impossible to surpass the master and learn the 'art of cutting needles', this is the art that the master spent a lifetime to learn." ”

Miss Ah Zhi suddenly said seriously: "Once again, the old man got drunk and shouted that he was a fool, and that he had spent all his life on things, and others learned them in three days. You say, what did the old man say?"

Hachi frowned and thought for a long time before he asked, "How is this possible?"

"The person in the old man's mouth should be Wang Shi's master, the only person in the old man's life who is convinced. If Li Yat-sen's disciples also came to learn the 'technique of cutting needles', it only took three days, and the old man's eyes would probably pop out! What a funny scene it would have be!"

Miss Zhi laughed to herself as she spoke.