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"What's wrong with bare-chested breasts?

Gu Shangjing laughed at the visitor, and his words did not restrain at all: "You have even seen the front and back of Lao Tzu when he was bare-assed, what else is there to be uncomfortable with? Or, you also take off your clothes, the two of us will compare to see whose is bigger? Whose is longer?"

Before entering the cultivation of the Chiyang Sect, Gu Shangjing was a ruffian wandering the streets. Collecting protection money and molesting the little widow to extort a lot of things, it is not an exaggeration to say that they have done a lot of evil. It's just one day that I met a monk from the Chiyang Sect, and then I was enlightened by the other party, and I regretted everything I had done in the past, and then I abandoned everything and entered the Chiyang Sect to concentrate on cultivation...... By now, Gu Shangjing was already an important high-ranking monk in the Chiyang Sect, and his cultivation had already entered the seventh layer of Jindan.

The visitor was dressed in a pale green satin robe embroidered with beautiful bamboo leaf patterns. They were all acquaintances, and it was not the first time for Chiyang Sect to come, so he omitted politeness, took a hay mat directly from the mountain rock next to him, and sat down.

As the master of the Aoki Hall of the Guiyuan Sect, Lu Yunguang naturally had to choose clothes that were symmetrical to his identity and exercises.

He was unfazed by Gu Shangjing's ruffian words, pursed his lips, revealing a hint of good-natured ridicule among friends: "I haven't seen you for a few years, you are getting worse and lower, and even this kind of thing has to be compared." You stay in this kind of place every day, and your body has been roasted to the point that there are not even a few pieces of meat left. Why, is that thing down there be something special, an old wood that can't be baked, or an old dry piece that has been salted and can't be gnawed with your teeth?"

For Gu Shangjing, Lu Yunguang never left a moral lip.

"Hahahaha! You're still so sharp-toothed!"

Gu Shang stroked his chest and laughed, and fought back with the same sharp words: "Your **** is still so green all over your body." Why don't you put on a hat? I've told you before that you have to wear a hat. Otherwise, it's ugly and doesn't match your clothes. ”

"! Cuckolds are still left to you. ”

Lu Yunguang spat on the ground and shouted disdainfully, "Do you want to get you one hundred and eighty now?" But this thing doesn't seem to be of much use to you. You **** don't have a wife, and there are no happy women around you. ”

It sounded like the two of them were scolding each other, but the atmosphere suddenly calmed down. Two men, one naked. One widened his eyes, just like that you look at me, I look at you. Suddenly, they all burst out laughing.

Lu Yunguang took out two jars of unopened good wine from the Qiankun bag.

Tanigami drew a bird on the surface of the sand on the ground next to him. The lines of emptiness suddenly changed, and a living white dove jumped up from the ground and flew towards the Chiyang Mountain Sect in the distance.

In about a moment of incense, several Chiyang Sect Qi refining disciples trotted out and appeared on the mountain road. They led a live sheep and carried firewood and a barbecue grill on their shoulders. The disciple at the head quickly ran to Gu Shangjing and saluted respectfully. Then beckoning the others to place the grill, he pulled out his knife and stabbed it into the neck cavity of the living sheep, first bleeding, then skinning. Soon, the whole sheep was cleaned and laid out on the spread sheepskin.

Gu Shangjing waved his hand, and these Qi refining disciples saluted again, and they retreated respectfully. Leave the way you came.

The lamb rack is constantly turning on the fire for grilling, and soon it emits a mouth-watering aroma.

"Come on. Come, come, drink!

Lu Yunguang and Gu Shangjing have been old friends for many years. I haven't seen each other for a long time, there is wine and meat, and there is a common topic among men.

Almost everyone has friends. However, there are some exceptions for the monks of the Chiyang Sect. Including Kei Tanigami, they value their friends in particular. This is because Chiyang Mountain is remote and sparsely populated. Under normal circumstances, it is rare for ordinary people and monks to come to such a dry and hot place. The natural environment here is very complex. Even if a monk strays into the desert and cannot tell the direction, he will fall into it and die of thirst. Over time, in the cultivation world, Chiyang Mountain in the northwest has become a dangerous place that monks can't avoid.

Few people remember that there was a group of monks who practiced special exercises on Chiyang Mountain. In the cultivation world, this is the equivalent of a forgotten corner. If there is no spring competition, I am afraid that even the three words "Chiyang Sect" will be completely forgotten.

Therefore, for every visitor from outside, the Chiyang Sect is very welcome. Especially for a monk like Lu Yunguang, who is a friend of the monks of this sect and is extremely powerful in his own cultivation, the Chiyang Sect attaches even more importance to it. Although there is a shortage of materials here, they also have to bring out the best things to entertain each other.

After three rounds of drinking, Lu Yunguang squinted his slightly drunken eyes, looked at the direction of the south, and said with a breath of wine: "You Chiyang Sect are really willing to turn this place into a hot Jedi, but instead push all the good things to the south. I really don't know what the original ancestor of the Chiyang Sect thought. Maybe that's why you're here!"

Tanigami smiled but did not answer, waved his knife, cut off a large piece of tender lamb roasted until browned, sprinkled salt and cumin on the surface of the bubbling grease, and handed it over.

Although Mount Chiyang is an active volcano, the surrounding environment is not a natural formation. Legend has it that hundreds of thousands of years ago, in order to find the place where the yang energy in the world is at its peak, the founding patriarch of the Chiyang Sect came here, used all his spells, and cultivated majestically, and pushed all the vitality of this place to the south. Since then, a special pattern has been formed with the river as the boundary, and although the two places are adjacent to each other, the climate and products are very different.

The rules of heaven and earth will exist at all times. This practice of dying and living again and again naturally triggers the punishment of the rules of heaven and earth. The Chiyang Sect has always had sparse connections, and this is the reason. However, compared to being able to get a place of yang fire to practice special exercises, it is not bad to exchange it.

There are many spiritual veins in the world. If you can occupy one of them, you can start a sect. The Chiyang Patriarch was powerless to compete with other sects, so he could only use this method of retribution, which had a punishment limit on himself. However, as the founder of the sect, there is no doubt that he did the right thing. After all, from then on, the Chiyang Sect also had a continuous stream of disciples and grandchildren.

Gu Shangjing chewed the mutton in his mouth, and looked at his old friend sitting opposite happily: "I haven't heard from you all these years." Why did you suddenly come to me? Could it be that you hooked up with some kind of bossy guy outside. Hunted down?"

"Fart!"

Lu Yunguang smiled and scolded lightly: "With my handsome and chic appearance, if you want a woman, you can't come over with your fingers." I don't think it's been a long time since I've seen you bastard, and I want to see if you'll have a handful of bones left, so I can buy a thin-skinned coffin to bury you. It's okay, look at the way you look. It won't stop breathing for a while. Come on, drink!

Gu Shangjing looked at the wine jar that was about to empty next to him, and shouted with some dissatisfaction: "You **** is too stingy." I came all the way and brought these two jars of wine. The wine worm in Lao Tzu's stomach was hooked by you, and you couldn't suppress it. ”

Lu Yunguang smiled "hehe", did not explain, and directly reached out and waved his robe. Suddenly, thousands of unopened wine jars appeared neatly on the ground.

"That's enough, right?"

He gulped down the oily roast mutton and said vaguely: "Don't say that Lao Tzu is not interesting, these are all high-grade Fen wines." Know you like this. That's five thousand jars, enough for you to drink for a while. ”

The gift is heavy. Tanigami laughed, but he was very moved.

Wine is not hard to buy, but good wine is not. Lu Yunguang also likes to drink, and the "good wine" in his mouth is at least a 30-year-old wine. If it is an ordinary dozens of jars, it is easy to buy. But the number is as high as five thousand, and it is not a question of how many silver taels there are. It's really a lot of effort and a lot of running. to make up for that number.

Gu Shang Jing was just about to pick up a jar of Fenjiu and pat the mud open, when Lu Yunguang on the other side immediately shouted: "Hey, don't be busy drinking, old rule, take out your dice to help the fun." ”

"Good!"

As he spoke, a bowl appeared in Tanigami's hand. There are also three dice made of demonic ironstone.

This has been the practice of many years of interaction between two people. There are a few bets that must be made when you meet, and anything can be used to place bets.

Lu Yunguang pointed to the wine jar placed on the ground, and was arrogant: "Five thousand jars of aged Fenjiu, if you have the ability, you will win back." If not, how can Lao Tzu take it out. Or how to take it. ”

Gu Shang Jing lifted the belt of his underwear that was a little loose, and without saying much, he directly took out a few red melting blood crystals from the Qiankun bag.

Lu Yunguang's gaze suddenly froze, and his expression became solemn.

Red Molten Blood Crystal is an extremely valuable ore. The grade is as high as eight grades. This reddish hedron is scarce and is only found underground around active volcanoes. In the trading market of the cultivation world, as long as a red blood crystal appeared, it would immediately cause many monks to scramble.

"No, no! Old Gu, this thing is too valuable. ”

Lu Yunguang hurriedly waved his hand, and said: "Our friends are friends, and play is fun, my side is just a few jars of wine, but you take out this kind of thing to stab your eyes." What do you want to do with your ****?"

said that it was gambling, but it was actually a game between Lu Yunguang and Gu Shangjing. Regardless of whether you win or lose, in the end, both parties exchange gifts. Gu Shang Jing values his friends very much, and he is willing to take out such a valuable thing as the red melting blood crystal. It's just that in Lu Yunguang's opinion, his thousands of jars of Fen wine are really not worth so much.

Among friends, pay attention to the word "righteousness". Of course, in terms of interests, there must also be symmetry. Otherwise, a lot of things will slowly change their taste.

Gu Shang Jing knew that the red melting blood crystal he took out was too precious, and he smiled: "This thing was dug out from under Lao Tzu's ass. You know, this is the Sunshine Land, and there's a lot of it. Lao Tzu stays here all year round, and he won't move his nest. It's not easy for you to get thousands of jars of wine, if Lao Tzu is a friend, just throw the dice quickly, and see if your points are bigger, or Lao Tzu is bigger than you? ”

"That's not going to work!"

Lu Yunguang's expression was extremely serious: "Hurry up and put away those stones." If you want to leave it like this again, our friends don't do it, Lao Tzu immediately stood up and left. ”

Gu Shangjing knew that Lu Yunguang had good intentions, he frowned, and said very unhappily: "Lao Tzu is not as rich as you, this ghost place is said to be the land of the sun, but in fact, he is so poor that he doesn't even have bird feathers." You've come all the way here, and I'm going to give you something. You, aren't you embarrassed for me?"

"Don't take this kind of thing to heart. ”

Lu Yunguang raised his neck and drank all the wine in the bowl, and comforted: "Everyone get together." Just to have fun. Come, come, come, have a good drink. Let's just play like this, and see who loses more when the time comes, and who is punished for not being allowed to drink. ”

Gu Shangjing's eyes widened: "How can this work? You can't get something out of your deception, don't you?" Let Lao Tzu think about what good goods are still in his pocket. If not, you have to have these red blood crystals, and you have to take them if you don't want them. ”

Regarding this friend's stubborn temper, Lu Yunguang has long been clear. He smiled bitterly and nodded, and his tone was already admitted: "Okay! Okay! Okay! Just do as you say." However, these blood crystals are really too valuable, and it really hurts your feelings to take out such things. Otherwise, you have been digging red melting blood crystals here all year round, and there will always be some ores such as dark iron, right? You can just give me some Xuantie, and I'll bring it back so that I can give my disciples more cultivation materials. ”

This is indeed true. The art of forging is the same as alchemy, it requires repeated practice in order to create a high-grade Xuan Bing.

"Darksteel?"

Gu Shangjing frowned again, he touched his chin, thought for a moment, and hesitated: "Old Lu, that kind of thing is like garbage." It's been a long time since we've seen each other. I really wanted to give you something good, but you ......."

Lu Yunguang laughed "haha". He patted Gu Shangjing's shoulder and said seriously: "Just Xuantie! Why do you say so many kind words between you and me? Another day, if my disciples refine good magic weapons, firstly, they will also inherit the Xuantie materials you gave me, and secondly, I will give you a few excellent grade magic weapons." In the end, you still suffer, I took a big advantage!"

This is not baseless gibberish.

Same as Guiyuanzong. The Chiyang Sect is also good at refining weapons. Of course, the technique of refining magic weapons in the Chiyang Sect was far less subtle than that of the Guiyuan Sect. However, in terms of material selection and use, there was no difference between all the cultivation sects in the world. Darkiron is located deep underground. Ordinary people can't reach it at all, and only monks can dig deep by using spells such as earth escape. In the process, a large amount of dark iron ore was excavated and thrown away as garbage. The reason is very simple———— Xuantie can only forge first-grade Xuanbing, and the quality of the weapons, armor and various magic weapons dedicated to monks must reach at least second-grade.

The method of forging uses Xuantie as the basic training material, and this kind of thing is not a secret among the major cultivation sects. Dark iron ore is useless waste, and of course, if the ore can be refined into black iron ingots, then these materials are barely usable. However, refining the iron ore requires a lot of coal essence and a special fire control method. Even the cultivation sect felt that refining the dark iron ore was very troublesome. Not to mention the mundane world, there are few craftsmen who know how to refine, and coal essence is extremely rare. Therefore, the dark iron weapons between the worldly are very rare. Occasionally, one appears and is often regarded as a divine weapon by mortals.

When Lu Yunguang left, there were several more Chiyang Sect foundation building monks around him. Each of them carried dozens of Qiankun bags on their backs, which were filled with millions of catties of dark iron ore, large and small.

The Qiankun bag is not a panacea. This kind of thing can indeed hold a lot of supplies, but it also has its size limitations. Although Lu Yunguang can carry all the ore alone, but this kind of thing is a bit ugly, it is better to let Gu Shangjing send a few disciples all the way to the Guiyuan Sect.

Tanigami felt very sorry not to go. These iron ores have been piled up on Chiyang Mountain for a long time, and they are all garbage that no one wants. was taken away by Lu Yunguang like this, and I felt ...... It's like a loyal, honest and hard-working cleaner suddenly came and removed all the stinky garbage that had been piled up in front of his house for many days.

He gave me 5,000 jars of aged Fen wine!

This exchange ...... It's not an exchange at all, that's what a true friend is.

Thinking of this, Gu Shangjing only felt that his heart was surging, and he shouted at the few distant figures in the sky: "Old Lu, there is a chance to come to Chiyang Mountain to drink again." Next time Lao Tzu says anything, he will also stuff the red melt crystal into your pocket. If you don't want to **** again, you just look down on me, and our two friends don't have to do it!"

......

Everyone has their own friends. Lu Yunguang and Gu Shangjing are just one of the more representative pairs.

According to the order of the sect leader Zhong Yuanyu, the disciples of the Guiyuan Sect have gone out in large numbers recently. It's not a wandering, it's a visit to friends. Everyone used their own means and methods to get a large amount of Xuaniron ore from other cultivation sects.

In order not to attract attention, everyone gets the ore differently. Some of them are transiting through secular merchants, some of them are in the name of repairing magic weapons and need ore materials, and some simply pretend to be guests of the other sect, secretly put a large amount of ore into the Qiankun bag, and get the things back without knowing it.

All of a sudden, there's less trash on your doorstep. Do you care about that?

The answer, of course, is "no".

You may even feel a secret joy in your heart, thinking that some fool who is not long-sighted is throwing out the garbage, accidentally taking your garbage as his own object and throwing it into the trash can downstairs.

Unconsciously, a large amount of dark iron ore flowed into the Guiyuan Sect.

No one noticed anything wrong.

That's iron ore, not refined iron ingots. (To be continued.) )